Chapter 90 Waiting for the Rabbit
Cheng Yue shook the woman's shoulders with both hands. A flash of light and shadow passed by, and the light fell on the woman's scarred face.
Cheng Yue's eyes were filled with a ferocious smile. "Look at you, if everyone knew you looked like this, who would buy your paintings?"
"Only I, only I can save you! Do you understand?"
The woman sobbed quietly and nodded silently.
Cheng Yue's face gradually returned to normal, and her mind gradually became clear. How could she fight against a woman like her?
Her mission in this life is to hide behind him.
The doorbell rang.
Cheng Yue was very considerate and comforted the woman, "You go upstairs to rest, I'll go."
Cheng Yue walked towards the door in her high heels, impatiently asking, "Who is it?"
"Same-city express delivery."
Cheng Yue was talking about what the woman bought, but his hands moved even faster and he had already torn open the package.
Bright yellow chrysanthemums.
Click.
Cheng Yue's grip loosened, and then he stood there screaming, "Ahhhhhhh! Shi Yan, you bitch!"
There was also a piece of white card paper on the flower, "Cheng Yue, this is just the beginning!"
Cheng Yue picked up the recorder on the ground with trembling hands.
When Cheng Yue heard the rubbish acting of those men, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
The assistant received a call from Cheng Yue and rushed over immediately.
As soon as the man came in and stood in front of Cheng Yue, Cheng Yue raised his hand and slapped him in the face, "I need your money? Huh?"
"No, no."
"You're taking kickbacks for this little money? Are you crazy?"
The recording on the table played in a loop, Cheng Yue's expression became more and more disdainful, and her eyes sank.
"I really didn't realize that her useless husband is actually the sales manager of Jingrui. Tsk."
Cheng Yue raised the corner of his mouth, "He's just a manager, but he's always under pressure from above."
"Sister Cheng."
The man covered his face and looked at Cheng Yue.
Cheng Yue had just finished taking a shower. Under her bathrobe was a suspender silk pajamas. She curled her lips slightly and said, "Don't do this again next time."
"Yes, yes, definitely."
Cheng Yue looked up at him with disdain, "You've been following me for so long, and you don't understand this?"
"As long as you do the job I ask you to do, you can get as much money as you want, okay?"
The assistant nodded, "But what if Shi Yan retaliates?"
"Let her make a fuss. I don't believe she can make much trouble."
Cheng Yue is not someone who will sit still and wait for death. She can guess that Shi Yan will definitely act arrogantly now that she has a manager as her husband.
She retreated to advance and deliberately let the woman out.
Cheng Yue smiled and gave the money to the woman. Twenty thousand yuan fell into the woman's hand. The woman was grateful and shed tears. "Miss Cheng, you are such a good person."
"After all, he is my biological father. I think it is more important to be filial to him."
Cheng Yue sent the woman away, and from now on the woman would be even more devoted to him.
Chengyue’s customers disappeared like snowflakes, leaving only a few scattered here and there.
Wu Sheng paced around the office with a worried look on his face. Cheng Yue looked at him impatiently, "You're making me dizzy."
"Who did you offend?"
"Don't we still have Jingrui? Why are you panicking?"
"That's so abnormal."
Wu Sheng's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't help but walk over with his hands behind his back. "Cheng Yue, do you know how much the project you are working on is worth?"
"Money, money, money! All you care about is money!"
“Without money, nothing can be done!”
Wu Sheng suddenly approached, and Cheng Yue raised her hand to fight back, but Wu Sheng got there first and pinned her arm down. "Listen, if anything goes wrong with this Jingrui project, you're going to get out!"
"Wu Sheng!"
"I keep my word!"
Wu Sheng stood up and turned to leave. Cheng Yue raised his hand and threw away the things on the table, and the cups and documents fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Get out! Get out!"
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Yun Ying asked someone to inquire about Cheng Yue's current situation at the company. She smiled and said to Shi Yan, "I heard Wu Sheng and Cheng Yue had a big fight. Is this the end of their relationship?"
Shi Yan focused on her painting. She curled her lips and smiled, "Probably."
The light was just right at this time. Shi Yan leaned half of her body against the table, her shoulders bent in a beautiful arc.
The girl has a pretty face and gentle eyes.
Shi Yan has a kind of innocent beauty.
At the same time, the calmness and rationality that emanated from her made people stop and take notice.
What exactly is this mysterious woman like?
Shi Yan looked up and met Yun Ying's gaze. "What's wrong?"
Yun Ying pointed to her cheek, "Paint."
Shi Yan wiped it off with a smile, "Oh, it was just an accident."
Since the establishment of the studio, Shi Yan has been drawing drafts in the studio.
She has no customer resources, so she especially cherishes the customers sent by Jiangling.
Yun Ying glanced at the snow-capped mountains in her painting and was a little surprised. "Why did you suddenly think of painting this?"
"I'm free, let me see if I can remember it."
Yunying didn't quite believe what she said. She always felt that Shi Yan was going to do something big.
This girl with a picturesque smile has her own scheming heart.
At noon, Song Yuchen came to pick up Shi Yan specially. Old Mrs. Song was coming to stay, and Shi Yan took this opportunity to rest.
When Old Mrs. Song received a call from her grandson and heard that Shi Yan should have a rest, she came over immediately.
He also praised his grandson for loving his wife.
When Mrs. Song saw that Shi Yan had lost a lot of weight, she frowned and said with heartache, "Yan Yan, Song Yuchen is very good at making money. You don't have to go out and live in the wind and rain."
"Grandma, I'm not that tired. I've been eating less and exercising lately."
Grandma Song kept making sounds and pinched Shi Yan's arms and wrists, her expression full of heartache.
Song Yuchen cut the fruit and handed it over, "Talk to her nicely, nothing I say will work."
"Yan Yan, grandma must side with Song Yuchen this time."
Shi Yan knew that the two of them were worried about her, so she smiled and nodded as she listened to the old lady.
“No matter how busy you are at work, you still have to eat.”
"I eat grandma."
Shi Yan cast a look at Song Yuchen for help. Song Yuchen, wearing gray casual trousers, picked up the economic magazine next to him and pretended not to hear.
Shi Yan pitifully accepted Grandma Song's kind words. Grandma Song spoke sternly and righteously, and Shi Yan had no way to fight back.
It was not until grandma went to the kitchen to stew soup that Shi Yan followed Song Yuchen into the study in slippers.
"Song Yuchen, why didn't you speak up for me just now?"
Song Yuchen took the book from the bookshelf and looked down at her. "Why should I speak for you?"
"You are, you are..."
"What is it?"
Song Yuchen looked at her seemingly nonchalantly, but in his heart he was expecting her to say that.
"never mind."
Shi Yan turned around to leave, but Song Yuchen suddenly grabbed her wrist and held her between his chest and the bookshelf.
"What are you doing?"
"What am I?"
Shi Yan was almost convinced by Song Yuchen. He said these words coldly with a calm look in his eyes.
He is a piece of fine marble, able to reflect all the emotions in Shiyan's eyes.
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