The president is getting divorced every day

Ordinarily, at such ambiguous moments, Lao Gong would of course pick up his wife and throw her on the bed, pressing down on him like this amidst his uncontrollable screams.But Ling Yu was destined to be a different kind of fireworks. He let go first and then retreated, causing Du Qing to lose his support and fall to the ground.

"Hiss~" Du Qing couldn't help moaning. His butt was broken into eight petals, and his waist was broken. "Ling Yu, my uncle! Can you let me know in advance if I don't hug you anymore?"

Du Qing is extremely afraid of pain, and will speak out when it hurts, forgetting to maintain the image of a dignified lady.Ling Yu was so scolded that his lips trembled: "Men and men can't bear to kiss each other, we can't do this."

"You have kissed your mother thousands of times. If I were a girl, both of us would be able to play soy sauce. Besides, have you ever had sex? I have never fucked you!"

Du Qing stretched out a hand to signal Ling Yu to pull him up, but Ling Yu hesitated.The handsome man on the ground is fatally attractive to him, and he is addicted as soon as he touches it. Like just now, he has no intention of kissing. As soon as Du Qing teases him, he will hook him. This is probably the charm of the legendary vixen.

So President Ling decided not to pull Du Qing and let him be self-reliant.

Du Qing was so angry that Lao Gong not only had a problem with his memory, but his moral character also deteriorated.He rubbed his buttocks and moved to the side of the bed, pulled the quilt to take a nap, while Ling Yu was leaning against the head of another bed with his mobile phone in his arms, not knowing what he was busy with.

After a while, Du Qing's cell phone under the pillow vibrated wildly. He took it out and held it up in front of him. It was the marketing director who called: "Mr. Du, come to the company quickly, something big is going to happen!"

"what's up?"

The marketing director seemed to have just finished a marathon, and he was out of breath, "The big spring show at the end of the month, the venue has been rented, and the model agency has been contacted. Mr. Ling suddenly sent me an email saying that he was not satisfied. , to replace them all!"

Du Qing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "As planned, I'll communicate with President Ling."

The marketing director knew very well that Du Qing's bedside wind was very powerful. If Mr. Du said there was no problem, then there must be no problem. He didn't breathe anymore, and hung up the phone gratefully.

Du Qing sat up and asked the man in the next bed: "Ah Yu, why did you cancel the fashion show at the end of the month?"

President Ling, who was still busy replying to work emails, was surprised that Xiao Du received the news so soon?How much eyeliner did he put in the company? !

"It's not a cancellation, it's a replacement. Of course, the time will be postponed accordingly." Ling Yu put on a business-like attitude, "I'm not optimistic about the design of the spring style. It has no novelty and no visual impact. This kind of show is on schedule. Holding it is also fooling consumers."

Du Qing is a fashion designer, and all the new products of the company have been checked by him. Ling Yu's words are undoubtedly denying his professionalism, which makes it difficult for Du Qing to accept: "The blockbuster spring clothes are highly rated on the Internet. How can you judge? Is it to fool consumers?"

"Xiao Du, we want to be the trendsetter, stick to the old ways, and don't have the guts to break through."

Du Qing recalled his previous modification suggestion, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, "So, how do you plan to break through?"

"Trends change every ten years, and it's the turn of the northeast big scumbag to occupy a place in the fashion circle."

If Du Qing was drinking water, he would definitely spit at Ling Yu. Fortunately, he didn't, but he still wanted to spit at Ling Yu: "Our customer group is elite men with successful careers and certain financial strength. It's not you An old uncle wandering in the Northeast!"

Ling Yu didn't hear Du Qing's ridicule, he was immersed in good memories: "Ever since I saw Xiao Shenyang wearing a Scottish plaid skirt at the Spring Festival Gala that year, I have been thinking about a question: Why can't men wear skirts?"

"In the history of human clothing evolution, the skirt is the greatest invention deserved. It is easy to put on and take off, and it is not too small. For spring clothes, I plan to launch a series of men's skirts with the theme of Northeast floral cloth."

Du Qing couldn't stand listening to it anymore, and followed Ling Yu's idea to continue. Si Kou insisted that he would declare bankruptcy before the end of the year.He went to ask the nurse to give Ling Yu an IV, hoping that the medicine would unblock his blocked brain nerves.

When the bottles of water were finished and it was already dusk, the two waited hungry for Secretary Chen to deliver the food, but it wasn't Secretary Chen who came, but Ling Yu's parents: Ling Weixiong and Zheng Nanxin.

Ling Yu is not a rich second generation in the traditional sense. His father Ling Weixiong originally only had a garment factory, which processed orders for foreign trade companies.Later, the foreign trade industry became increasingly sluggish, and the garment factory was converted into a domestic sales order. After accumulating a little capital, Ling Weixiong was not reconciled to always being controlled by others in business, and began to spend a lot of money to hire designers to create his own brand.

The famous Si Kou men's clothing was synonymous with No. 1 in the past. After Ling Yu took over, he transformed it into the top line, relying on his natural trend acumen and years of study experience in well-known foreign design schools.

After finally breaking free from the earthy [-]th line, when Ling Yu lost his memory, he had the tendency to beat Si Kou back to the starting point. Du Qing couldn't think too much about it, as soon as he thought about it, he felt superior.

When Zheng Nanxin entered the door, she gave Du Qing a complaining look, and then went to touch her son's gauze-wrapped head: "Yu'er, why did you hide such a serious injury from your parents? If we didn't go to the company to see you today, Hearing from the secretary that you were hospitalized in a car accident, you are still kept in the dark!"

Du Qing looked at his old Gong with a confused expression, afraid that he would ask: "Where did you come from, old woman, dare to make friends with me?" Such rebellious words, hurriedly replied on his behalf: "Mom, look at his injury." It looks scary, but it’s actually not a problem, and I’ll be discharged from the hospital in two days. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you would be worried.”

With her nostrils upturned, Zheng Nanxin accused with displeasure on her face: "It's still called not getting in the way. If it's not going to get in the way, you can ask a car to hit it and have a look?"

She doesn't like Du Qing, even though her son still treats Du Qing as a treasure three years after marriage, Zheng Nanxin still can't understand him.Because Du Qing would never be able to hold her grandson in her life, and she is obviously a man, but looks better than a woman, Zheng Nanxin is very worried about her son.

Du Qing didn't care about her mother-in-law's sarcasm at all, and smiled gently: "If it's possible, I'd like to be hurt instead of A Yu."

Ling Weixiong hurriedly followed He Xini: "Since it's nothing serious, eat first. If you don't eat actively, you have a problem with your brain, ha ha."

When arranging the dishes, Zheng Nanxin put all the expensive supplements in front of Ling Yu, and Du Qing only had radishes and peanuts as side dishes.Du Qing didn't think there was anything wrong, but Lao Gong, who kept saying he wanted to divorce him, gave him a piece of fish belly with few thorns, and then added a big chicken leg.

Du Qing buried her face in her rice bowl and sniggered. The duplicity guy said that he didn't remember that they were a loving couple, and they still pampered him as before.

Du Qing is not a soft bun who can be kneaded by others. The reason why he doesn't care about her mother-in-law is because Lao Gong has done too well.Being held in the palm of Ling Yu's hand and loved, how could he have the time to care about Zheng Nanxin's tricks.

The old couple did not eat with the husband and wife, they had to have a party with friends in the evening.Zheng Nanxin kept nagging at the side: "Yu'er, you must remember to call your mother if you have anything to do in the future. If you knew you were hospitalized, your father and I would not go to dinner with friends. The big things are not as important as my son. .”

"And don't just think about work all day long, take good care of your body."

"You didn't sleep in a bed in the hospital, did you?"

Ling Yu was obviously impatient and didn't even bother to speak up.Du Qing had no choice but to say with a smile: "No, we sleep in our own places."

"That's right, don't think that you can mess around casually when you are young, and don't have children..."

"Ahem!" Ling Weixiong was afraid that his wife would get more outrageous, so he interrupted, "Let's go, let's go, my son will be discharged from the hospital after two days of observation, and it's rare that he can be clean for two days, so let's not bother them."

Du Qing put down his chopsticks to see off the guests, and Ling Yu asked him when he came back, "My parents have always treated you like this before?"

Du Qing thought he was feeling sorry for herself, and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to it. You are the one who will marry me, not them. As long as you treat me well, that's enough."

But what Ling Yu thinks is, he can bear such an unreasonable mother-in-law, how much does he want to occupy my property?