Volume 1 Chapter 200 The Female CEO Who Is Very Good at Arguing
The three of them were carrying large and small bags, with a resentful look following them.
Feng Wanqing suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck and asked inexplicably, "Bad Chengcheng, do you feel it's eerie here?"
"You think too much. You are so old, are you still afraid of ghosts?"
"I'm just afraid."
If Mother Shen wasn’t there, she would definitely pester Qian Cheng again, and ask him to spend more time with me tonight!
At this moment, she walked quietly next to the man.
A pleasant fragrance wafted over quietly, but fortunately Qiancheng was very self-controllable and ignored her charm.
"Qiancheng, tell me, are there ghosts in this world?"
At this moment, the underground garage was quiet.
There was only the sound of three people walking.
"No."
"How can you be so sure?"
"What if there is?"
"Then I will definitely come to you first!"
"Why?"
The two chatted quietly, Mother Shen smiled without saying a word, and became more and more satisfied as she watched.
He purposely lagged behind by one body length so that the two could walk side by side.
"I'm a man, why would a ghost come to me?"
"Okay, you bad Chengcheng, you are so bad!"
Arriving at the elevator, Shen Qiancheng pressed the elevator button, and while waiting for the elevator, Feng Wanqing couldn't help but look back behind her, always feeling that something was following her.
"Don't worry, with me here, no ghost will dare to come looking for you."
"Really? Chengcheng, I'm not afraid as long as you're here!"
"Name calling, all kinds of names, a bunch of nicknames."
I really want to pry open her little head and take a look. She is obviously a decisive female president, but behind people, she has a quirky personality and is even a little childish.
Perhaps this is her truest side.
"I like it, I am happy, I will call myself, Bad Cheng Cheng, Lazy Cheng Cheng!"
"Lazy? How am I lazy?"
"Anyway, if I think you're lazy, then you're lazy!"
She tilted her head and looked at the man with gentle eyes.
Someone hiding in the dark is so angry that his teeth are itching!
How could she act like a spoiled child to Qiancheng like this? She disdained it because she was a well-known dark night reaper.
"The elevator is here."
"I know. I want you to tell me."
In Shen's mother's opinion, the two people who were bickering were about to have good things happen!
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Father Shen was stunned.
"What are you doing?"
Mother Shen took over the conversation: "Buy clothes. When you live in the city in the future, you can't continue to wear those country people's clothes, right?"
"Are these all clothes?" Shen Kun pointed to the shopping bags piled up like a small mountain in the middle of the living room.
"It's useful, for daily necessities and bags."
"Are you carrying a bag like the city folks?"
"Old man, you don't understand this. Xiaoqing said that when I put on the bag, I instantly looked fashionable and younger."
She didn't dare to say it, so Xiaoqing bought her a bunch of skin care products.
Feng Wanqing bought everything she could think of.
This trip cost more than 500,000 yuan.
However, in Shen's mother's eyes, she only paid a few thousand dollars.
Mother Shen happily took the shopping bag back to the room.
She picked a house with a balcony on the left.
"Xiu Lian, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."
After closing the door, Shen Kun said bluntly: "It's obvious that this house doesn't belong to my son. Miss Feng gave it to Qiancheng on purpose. We can't live here."
"Old man, are you confused? Didn't you see Xiaoqing threw herself on her son?"
"So what? The more this happens, the less likely this house will be accepted."
Shen Kun has his own principles.
“You really don’t want to live here?” Mother Shen deliberately looked at the luxurious bedding, wardrobe and the like.
There is a deep affection in his eyes.
"In no mood."
"Then you can go back to the countryside by yourself. I won't go back anyway. My daughter-in-law's house is the same as my son's. I didn't ask for it. My daughter-in-law gave it to me willingly."
"You - why can't you make sense?" Shen Kun had no choice but to ask, "Do you want people to laugh at your son for being a gigolo?"
"Who? Let's see who dares!"
Mother Shen had long forgotten that her son had been away from home for more than ten years.
As a mother, the unbreakable bond she has for her son requires only a few complaints and then it’s over.
"Old lady, let's go check on Meng Xue first. Qian Cheng said she is pregnant."
"Really?" Mother Shen was surprised, "This girl, she didn't even tell her mother about such a big thing as pregnancy."
"So how is she now? Is she eating well? Is she having morning sickness? Is she tired?"
"You ask me, how should I know? I can go to my son-in-law's house tomorrow and ask her in person, then I'll know."
"No, don't change the subject. I asked Qiancheng to return the house."
"Shen Kun, if you want to withdraw, then withdraw. I won't. This is a token of my daughter-in-law's affection. What does it matter?"
Mother Shen said again: "Do you understand the relationship between lovers? If we don't take this house, there will be no relationship between my son and Xiaoqing. Haven't you heard a saying? Love is always indebted!"
This neighborhood looked very upscale, and it would be very prestigious to go out. Besides, she had already planned to invite relatives to her home to warm the stove and hold a lively housewarming party.
She had never really had a glorious life, but she was blessed with both wealth and fortune in her old age. Her life was getting better and better, and she smiled more often.
"Well, let's listen to what Miss Feng has to say. I believe Qiancheng must have told her about this now."
Sure enough, when the two opened the bedroom door and walked out, they heard Feng Wanqing's somewhat excited voice in the living room.
The little face is rosy and the lips are pouting, so cute.
Like an angry pufferfish.
"Shit, Chengcheng, do you think I am willing to do that? Didn't you see your mother being bullied?"
"Isn't it just a house? Compared to your aunt's face, which one is more important?"
"Besides, this is a reward and compensation. Didn't you say you haven't received any salary?"
"It's settled..."
Feng Wanqing showed the courage of a female CEO and made the decision right away.
"Auntie..." She smiled embarrassedly.
"Xiaoqing, what's wrong? Did Qiancheng bully you?"
She sat down naturally, took Feng Wanqing's hand, and comforted her softly.
"No, he might have gotten a little carried away and forgotten who he was working for."
"What's floating?" Mother Shen didn't understand.
The man rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, looking lazy and casual, with an indifferent temperament naturally emanating from him.
"Qiancheng, Xiaoqing is a girl, you should give her some leeway."
"I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"
Shen Kun signaled with his eyes and got down to business.
Shen Qiancheng raised his eyebrows, indicating that it didn’t make sense.
What should I do?
It makes him feel uncomfortable to live here with peace of mind.
Feng Wanqing noticed that Father Shen was a little strange, and took the initiative to speak: “Uncle, you and Auntie have worked hard for half your life, and you can live in the city and enjoy your life in peace and contentment. Even without me and Qiancheng, you will be very happy.”
Of course she knew that Chen Mengxue had married into the richest family in Haicheng, and the Lu family had no shortage of houses like this.
As for why he didn't bring them over, it was because Dongyu Group encountered some troubles and Lu Chenyu was too busy to take care of them.
As for Chen Mengxue, she might have just entered the Lu family's old house and couldn't go home for a while.
"Thank you first, Miss Feng. Our Shen family has always been law-abiding. We don't want anything that doesn't belong to us..."
"Go away, old man, how can you talk to Xiaoqing like that?"
"Xiaoqing, don't worry about it. Your uncle is just like that. He's quite stubborn."
Mother Shen took her hand and said again: “Stay tonight, Auntie will cook for you and make a few home-cooked dishes for you to taste, okay?”
"Yes, Auntie, I like home-cooked meals the best."
"Auntie, shall we go buy some food?"
Shen Qiancheng's eyes flashed with doubt, has such a rich lady ever been to the vegetable market?
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