"No, no, Director, please don't misunderstand me!" Seeing her suspicious look, Sister Ju quickly explained, "I am different from Secretary Liu. I just want to know Director Chen's attitude towards Wang Dongxiang so that I can discuss the future path with my sister!"
"What does this have to do with your future path?" Ye Yun raised her eyebrows.
When it comes to this, Sister Ju's face instantly falls, "Director, you don't know, Wang Dongxiang is not someone you can easily mess with. Before the director fell into poverty, she was very strict. She came to the factory to check on us from time to time. My sister and I were helped by the director and happened to have a better relationship with him. She thought that my sister and I were interested in Director Chen, and she made things difficult for us sisters. Before, she ran away with the money, and my sister and I were so lucky, thinking that Director Chen was finally getting rid of this woman. Now if she comes back, my sister and I will have a hard time!"
Ye Yun: “…”
Another Lin Jiao series in the world?
Not really. At least Lin Jiao is sincere to Jiang Yuan, but Wang Dongxiang is only interested in Chen Zhenxing's money.
Comparing Lin Jiao to someone who took away the family's only remaining savings when her husband was in trouble, Lin Jiao would probably feel insulted.
As Ye Yun was thinking, she saw the buns that Chen Zhenxing had bought earlier.
She looked up at the little brat hiding in the corner and waved the bun in her hand at him, "Have you had breakfast?"
The little boy looked at the bun in her hand greedily and swallowed it down in one gulp.
Oh, it seems he didn’t eat it.
Ye Yun narrowed her eyes and smiled, and asked softly, "What's your name?"
Perhaps it was the charm of the meat buns that made the little boy look at her and utter two words obediently: "Dongdong..."
"Dongdong."
Ye Yun nodded, smiled and waved at him, "Come here, I'll give you some buns. Your father bought them for you."
dad?
It was visibly visible that a glimmer of light was slightly lit up in Dongdong's eyes.
He had not lived with his father for more than half a year. After being thrown into his grandmother's house by his mother, he could only wait for Chen Zhenxing to be less busy and visit him occasionally. He missed his father very much, and missed the man who let him sit on his neck and ride a big horse.
The aroma of the buns tempted him, and since they were bought by his father, he was particularly eager to have them.
But he was not familiar with Ye Yun. He stared at the buns in Ye Yun's hand, drooling with greed, but still did not dare to go forward.
Seeing that Ye Yun wanted to make friends with the child, Sister Ju stepped forward, held his little hand, and introduced him with a smile: "What's wrong with Dongdong? Wasn't he very lively when he came to the workshop before? This is Aunt Ye Yun in front of you. She is your father's good friend. Don't be shy!"
Dongdong obviously recognized Sister Ju. After listening to her introduction, he looked at Ye Yun.
The child's eyes were particularly pure, without so many twists and turns, and all his emotions were written in his eyes. Perhaps because of Sister Ju's presence, he was no longer as afraid as before, and his eyes looking at Ye Yun were full of clean curiosity.
Sister Ju pulled him forward and said, "Come, I'll take you to meet Aunt Ye Yun."
Ye Yun smiled at him gently.
The little guy stared at Ye Yun blankly, and without a single opinion, he let Sister Ju pull him until he came to Ye Yun.
"Here's a meat bun for you." Ye Yun opened the oil paper, took out a meat bun and handed it to him.
The little guy took it.
One bite, two bites, three bites, he gobbled it up ravenously, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time.
Ye Yun was startled by his attitude, and quickly poured him a cup of warm water, coaxing him softly, "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."
Seeing the little guy's eyes turned red from choking, she raised one hand to help him smooth his back.
As a result, when her hand just reached out to the little guy, he suddenly widened his eyes in fear, threw away the bun in his hand, turned around and wanted to run away.
Still want to run?
Ye Yun quickly grabbed his arm, and the thin sleeve slid down the little guy's thin wrist, suddenly revealing a bruise on his arm.
Ye Yun's pupils shrank.
She lifted up the little guy's clothes and saw varying degrees of bruises on his abdomen, chest, and arms. The large patches were shocking.
“This, this…”
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