Liu Wanyan looks at Shi Dai suspiciously. Her words are abnormal. She doesn't dare to answer them for a moment.
"Miss Liu." Huo Jinchuan said, "I'm going to have lunch. You can go." What he said was not polite, not euphemistic at all.
Liu Wanyan's face turned red. She glared at Huo Jinchuan angrily and said, "can't Huo always give up a mouthful of lunch? How can I help you?"
"You're paying back." Huo Jinchuan said calmly that Liu Wanyan's face was redder.
After all, Liu Wanyan gave Huo Jinchuan a glance and turned to leave.
She slammed the door of the office to show her anger.
"What do you want to bring me today?" Huo Jinchuan was holding her shoulder. Her happy mood was not affected by Liu Wanyan. Shi Dai pushed his hand away and walked quickly: "my aunt asked me to send it." She was a little angry.
Liu Wanyan's intention to him is so obvious. Why should Huo Jinchuan put her beside him? It's hard not to think about it.
"Angry?" Huo Jinchuan came forward, and before she put her hand on Shidai's shoulder, she was hiding.
The woman's pretty face was cold, and her voice was sharp: "shouldn't I be angry? Don't tell me you can't see what she thinks of you. "
Huo Jinchuan was silent, but Shidai was even more angry. She took a deep breath and said, "still, you enjoy this special treatment. You can enjoy it one by one." She didn't want to make trouble out of reason, but she couldn't control herself just thinking of the possibility.
"Shidai, don't irritate me." The man's voice is low, with strong displeasure.
When he was angry, Dai looked at him like a stranger he didn't know: "Huo Jinchuan, this is your answer." She asked, but did not want to know the answer.
"I see." She took a deep look at the man and turned away.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that she did not seem to know this man, the man she loved deeply.
At the end of the corridor, after Shidai left, a figure came out. Her lips were full of pride.
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Wan Yueyue has a bad day today. It should be said that it has been the same for the past two days. The mobile phone on the desk rings and the photographer who is taking pictures of Wan Yueyue stops: "sister Yueyue, your mobile phone rings."
"Don't care about it." Wan Yueyue didn't mean to take a look at it. She asked the photographer to continue taking pictures. Without taking a few pictures, her mobile phone seemed to evoke spirits, one after another.
Wan Yueyue came down from the stage impatiently, picked up her mobile phone and answered it without looking at the caller ID: "what do you want to do? I said, "I'm not your fiancee."
There was a moment of silence in the mobile phone, and the voice let Wan Yueyue stay in place.
"Dad." She whispered out the title, then suddenly realized what, face changed, sure enough, Wancheng heard her first sentence, questioned her: "what fiancee? You talked about boyfriends? "
She didn't talk about her boyfriend, but in the face of Wan Cheng's questioning tone, Wan Yueyue became rebellious. She didn't care about her for a month. She didn't ask her if she was well on her first phone call, but she cared that it was not the key thing.
"Yes." Wan Yueyue said on purpose that she knew Wan Cheng didn't trust her to talk about her boyfriend.
"Who is it?" Sure enough, Wancheng asked again soon.
"It's none of your business. You've driven me out. What else do you care about my business?" Wan Yueyue said stubbornly.
Wan Cheng took a deep breath and said, "I won't argue with you. You go home today."
"Why do you want me to go back? I'll go back. I'll tell you, I'm fine outside. I won't go back. You'll just guard your illegitimate daughter." Wan Yueyue hung up angrily.
My heart is both wronged and sad, from wanjiajia to Wanjia, Wancheng has changed, oh, change, she is not a bird that has to hide under his wings.
The photographer saw that she was in a bad mood and said thoughtfully, "sister Yueyue, today's photos are almost taken, and the rest will be taken tomorrow."
Wan Yueyue was in a bad mood when she sat down in her chair, which even affected her photo taking state. She gave the photographer a forced smile and said, "thank you."
"It's OK, sister Yueyue. Please be happy." With these words, the photographer went out considerate and left the space for her.
After he left, the mobile phone rang again. It was still Wancheng's phone. Wanyueyue still had expectations for him. She hesitated for a while. When the phone was about to hang up, she picked it up.
"What else are you doing on the phone?" She had an airway.
"I just tell you that your aunt is coming to live at home, or you can come back." The man's voice was calm and didn't mean to coax her at all.
When she heard the word "aunt", Wan Yueyue forgot all these things. Her aunt was coming. She wanted to say who she had the deepest feelings for except Wan Cheng. That was Wan Cheng's sister, her aunt.
Her mother left when she was very young. Wancheng was busy with business at that time and had no time to take her, so she was sent to her aunt's home.
My aunt is a shrewd and gentle woman, while my uncle is a simple and honest man who doesn't speak much but laughs. My aunt treats her very well and treats her as her own daughter.
So is my uncle. They have only one child, her cousin.
When I was a child, my cousin had some favors, he had some, but she didn't. Sometimes she made my cousin jealous and yelled that she was born to my aunt and uncle.
At that time, Wan Yueyue thought, if only she were the child of her aunt and uncle.
Later, Wancheng's business went on the right track, and wanted to make up for her lack of fatherly love, so he took her back.
Thinking back, wanyueyue affirmed: "I'll go back."
Because of her aunt's arrival, Wan Yueyue couldn't wait a little longer. She drove back to Wan's home in the evening. She was stunned by the changes here.
In the flower bed, her favorite sunflower has become a vulgar rose, and the star in the middle has become a lily. These two kinds of flowers are Wan Jiajia's favorite.
She's just not at home for a month. Does Wan Jiajia think she can be called the overlord?
Wan Yueyue rushes into the living room angrily. Wan Cheng is sitting on the sofa. Beside him sits Wan Jiajia. Opposite is wan Yueyue's second caring relative, her aunt Wan Xi.
"Aunt." Too late to find Wan Jiajia, Wan Yueyue rushes over and pours into Wan Xi's arms. Wan Xi who stands up is pounced on by her and sits down on the sofa.
Patting her on the back, she yelled: "you little girl, when you are so big, you still attack your aunt. If you want to break up your aunt's old bones, don't get up quickly."
Wan Yueyue is not willing to get up: "Auntie, auntie, if you don't come, your daughter will be bullied to death." Happy, she did not forget to complain.
Wan Jiajia's face changed with a smile.