She used to buy tens of thousands of clothes and shoes, but now she doesn't even have the money to buy a single apartment.

It's hard work, but I don't have to say it when I get through it.

The past has passed, and it's just a complaint, "OK."

Chen Qing how can not know Yi Qiao's character, she said OK, it must be very bad, "why don't you tell your mother?"

"In fact, it's not so hard. At that time, I had to bear it. Later, Lu Yan was promoted in the company, and I didn't go out to work."

"Don't blame your father. He controlled your money at that time. First, he wanted to train you. You are the only child in the Shen family. The Shen group will surely be handed over to you in the future. You have to be tough and strong. Second, I'm really angry. I want you and Lu Yan to retreat. Now that you're married, don't have anything to do with the Lu family. It's not like before, and you have to take care of the northern court. "

After a few more chats, the Secretary asked Chen Qing to go to the meeting, and then the phone hung up.

After solving uncle Lu's medical expenses, Yiqiao was relieved and put into work completely.

It's just that.

Chen Qing said that she asked the Secretary to transfer the money to her later, but there was no movement until noon.

Yi Qiao activity buried for a long time, a little stiff neck, turn out the recent call, with Chen Qing's number has called back in the past, this time is still very fast, but the voice did not have the gentleness of the morning, "Yi Qiao, you tell me honestly, that 500000 you are used for what?"

"Buy a bachelor's apartment."

"Buy a bachelor's apartment? Shen Yiqiao, for a dead Lu Yan, you even cheated your mother? " There is the sound of clapping the table over there. Yiqiao pursed her lips and didn't speak. Chen Qing continued: "do you want to buy a bachelor's apartment or operate on Lu Yan's father? You know very well, but I won't give you the money. If you still remember your grandfather and feel a little guilty, don't call us because of the Lu family."

The phone hung up.

A mechanical and monotonous busy sound came from the receiver. Yi Qiao chuckled and dropped the mobile phone on the table with a "pop".

No matter how upset I was, I still had to continue my work. At noon, I asked Wang Yue to give her some takeout. After eating, I took a nap on the sofa.

In fact, I can't sleep. I just don't want to work and just spend time with my eyes closed.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he made an appointment with Tianzheng's people in xiaotingju. After several days of contact, Fu Zhendong was very familiar with her. Seeing her coming, he said with a smile, "Yiqiao is coming. I'll wait for you. Let's start."

The conference room of xiaotingju is not big, with antique rattan art style, and the table is full of snacks and refreshments.

It's just right for them.

It's more efficient in the afternoon than in the office.

Evening will continue to discuss, dinner is set in the small court, Yi Qiao put down the mouse, raised his hand to press the eyebrow, the whole person from inside to inside are full of fatigue.

Wang Yue got up and said, "Mr. Shen, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Yes."

There was someone in the bathroom of the meeting room. Wang Yue was in a hurry and went outside.

When I came out of the bathroom, I just took a handful of water to wash my face. I saw Mo Beiting smoking in the corridor.

Tall and straight figure against the wall, he lowered his head, a black suit, the whole body is a formidable aura.

Wang Yue Leng for a moment, the action suddenly became a little constrained: "Mo Dong?"

Hearing the voice, Mo Beiting looked up at Wang Yue. He obviously didn't know her. He frowned, "are you?"

"I'm Mrs. Shen Mo's assistant."

Mo Beiting's expression was very light, but the color of his eyes was very deep. He pinched the cigarette and stood up straight, "Wang Yue?"

Wang Yue did not expect that Mo Beiting would know her name. She was flattered, "yes."

He nodded and didn't speak any more. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand and squeezed a cigarette out of the cigarette box.

He stood there, as if with the wall into one, the whole person is showing a deep loneliness!

Wang Yue walked past him with a shrunk body.

In the corner of her eyes, Yu Guang seemed to see the man's straight body shaking slightly, and the radian was very small. She thought she was wrong, so she stopped and looked at it carefully.

I found that Mo Beiting's face was very ugly. Just now, far away, his face was hidden in the shadow of the light, so she didn't see anything unusual!

"Modong, are you all right?"

"Nothing." The man's low and indifferent voice rang out in his ears. He couldn't hear anything strange, but his face and slightly shaking body told her that he was trying to bear it.