Compared to her colleagues' surprised and envious expressions, she seemed much calmer and only wanted to find her manager to complete the resignation procedures.
With the support of the Liang family, the manager was extremely respectful and servile to her.
When she said she wanted to quit, her manager almost knelt on the ground and begged her not to leave.
He was even willing to take a paid vacation, just asking her to take Liang Jiayao to the jewelry store to shop and spend a few dollars.
Now, the manager looked at her sideways, snorted coldly, and threw the resignation form to Chen Qingqing.
"Look at Vivian on the second floor. She made Mr. Liang's girlfriend so happy that she closed orders worth 80 million Hong Kong dollars in just one afternoon."
The manager glanced around sarcastically and said, "Look at my babies now. I really should go to Wong Tai Sin and get rid of the bad luck."
Chen Qingqing stopped.
Young Master Liang, could it be Liang Jiayao?
After picking up the resignation form and personal belongings, it was time to leave the shopping mall. Chen Qingqing went up to the second floor for some unknown reason.
"Oh my god, our Miss Fu is simply a natural clothes hanger! This dress was tailor-made for her!"
Following Vivian's long compliment, Liang Jiayao raised his hand, indicating that he should pack everything up.
Fu Yu lifted her skirt and walked to Liang Jiayao.
She took his hand and placed it on her waist.
Liang Jiayao felt the soft touch, and a seductive tingling sensation rose from his fingertips. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't help but let Fu Yu lead him and caress his waist.
"You believe everything she says. Actually, this skirt looks really ugly on me."
"impossible."
Liang Jiayao said firmly.
He raised his head and smelled the fragrance emanating from Fu Yu.
His palm stroked along the waistline, a very ambiguous action, but he was able to do it calmly and without any disturbance.
"The cut is perfect for you, and the champagne color complements your skin tone."
He clearly couldn't see anything, but he spoke very accurately.
This is indeed the one that Fu Yu likes best among the more than 30 skirts she tried on.
Seeing that the favorability level above Liang Jiayao's head was still 0.05, Fu Yu sat in his arms in anger.
"No, you are wrong, you are completely wrong."
She was unreasonable and denied all of Liang Jiayao's judgments.
A smile appeared on Liang Jiayao's stern face, like a visible crack in an indestructible glacier.
He nodded, "Yes, I was wrong."
The tone was unbelievably doting.
Fu Yu sat astride the wheelchair, the hem of her slit skirt vaguely brushing against Liang Jiayao's trousers.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his tone of caressing carried a hint of severity.
"Ayu, what did I tell you? There must be rules."
"No, I'm angry, and when you're angry you don't have to follow the rules."
Fu Yu slowly figured out the usefulness of the crazy character.
Since Liang Jiayao doesn't talk about the basics of strategy, then she won't follow the usual path either.
She can play however she wants, and no one can restrict her.
Liang Jiayao sighed helplessly.
"Okay, if you don't want to follow the rules, then don't be angry, okay?"
"No, unless you kiss me, I will rip your shirt off in public."
Fu Yu nuzzled her cheek into his arms and threatened him seriously.
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Liang Jiayao: My wife's rules are my rules. I like kissing because my wife likes kissing. (°◕‵ƹ′◕ლ)
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