After a while, Zhuang Yibo was about to get up. Mu Qian saw that she had no communication with everyone, and did not leave her. Instead, she got up and sent her to the door.

"When I came, I saw that your face seemed not good." Mu Qian said at this time, "But it seems much better at this moment."

Zhuang Yibo heard the words, smiled slightly, and said, "It's just that he didn't sleep well at night, but Qi Ran and Yueyue were smart and cute.

"Then you can come often in the future." Mu Qian said.

Zhuang Yibo nodded slowly, and was about to say goodbye, but suddenly a meal, then looked at Mu Qian, said: "Mrs. Huo, what do you think ... what kind of woman, a woman who is not flattering?

"?"

After hearing this problem, Mu Qian was slightly mending, and after a while, he smiled slightly, saying: "This is not possible to say, do you like it, it depends on personal preferences. If you meet his heart

It is all flattering. If you do not meet his mind, then you will not be flattering. "

After speaking, she looked at Zhuang Yibo again and said, "Did I say a bunch of nonsense?"

Zhuang Yibo was thinking, and he shook his head quickly, saying, "No, no. Thank you Mrs. Huo ... I'll go first."

Mu Qian nodded slowly and watched her from getting on the car to leave, and then turned back to the living room again.

In the living room, everyone saw her back, and the topic that originally talked was interrupted immediately. The attention was concentrated on Mu Qian.

"Is this Miss Zhuang?" He Jingchen asked.

Mu Qian asked: "Do you know which Miss Zhuang?"

He Jingchen glanced at her, saying: "There are things I don't know in the world? What will the old Fu tell me?"

Mu Qian glanced at Fu Chengyu, who was biting his ears and whispered, and hummed, saying, "Isn't it?"

Gu Qinger, who was taken by Fu Chengyu in his arms, also slowly raised his eyes and glanced at He Jingchen. He looked at each other. He Jingchen was too lazy to ask himself.

For her, this is a bit unreliable? "

No one can hear the meaning of his words in everyone, but no one is stubborn. He was annoyed by He Jingchen directly, "Rong Heng, you said! Judging by your career sensitivity-"

Rong Heng's arms holding the son who had just woke up, and had to pay attention to his wife's physical condition. He did not care about him, and He Jingchen turned to Fu Chengyu again.

. ""

Fu Chengyu hadn't opened his mouth yet, and the elbow in his arms suddenly hit him gently, but there seemed to be nothing on the surface.

Fu Chengyu couldn't help laughing, and then said, "How can I say something about others?"

He Jingchen heard the words, so angry that he pointed at him with his fingers, and turned to Mo Xingjin again. Mo Xingjin cleared his throat and said: "Although it is not kind to talk about others behind it, we talk in private and talk about things.

When talking about this gossip, I really thought that this lady Zhuang was like a goddess ... Today, I see it today, beauty is beautiful, there is less soul! "

He Jingchen immediately found a conscience, and he fists right with Mo Xingjin.

Mu Qian listened and glanced at Lu Yan, and said, "See you, the bad root of men."

Lu Yan couldn't help laughing, and Rong Heng was unhappy instantly, "Why are you here again? I have never said nothing--"

"Not included you." Mu Qian quickly said, "Our family, brother -in -law, but a good man in the world, our family is the most blessed!"

Rong Heng hummed: "Say with you."

When Mu Qian looked down at his child, he shrugged, and said the three words to Lu Yan again with his mouth.

Lu Yan couldn't help but laughed on the sofa.

Nympho

When Zhuang Yibo returned to the villa, Shen Wangjin's car had stopped in the garage.

She pushed the door into the house. The servant was preparing for dinner. After seeing her, she hurriedly greeted and said: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen is back, about upstairs."

Zhuang Yibo listened, responded slightly, and looked up at the upstairs for a while, then slowly went upstairs.

When she passed by Shenwangjin's office area, she stepped slowly, almost going straight to pass, but she stopped, and glanced at it. She glanced at it.

Shen Ruiwen just looked up and saw her, busy: "Miss Zhuang is back?"

Zhuang Yibo can only see him from this perspective, so she just said: "Mr. Shen, can you come out?"

"Come in." Inside, there was a sound of Shenwangjin's peaceless sound.

Zhuang Yibo paused for a moment, and after all, he went in.

Behind the desk, Shen Wangjin raised his face slowly to look at her. Obviously, the two were unhappy in the morning, but his expression was faintly gentle.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Zhuang Yibo still stayed in the early morning picture in his mind. Looking at him, he only felt buzzing in his ears, and his brain also made a mess. But after a while, she slowly opened: "The chair in my room was soiled , Want to change one. "

Hearing the words, Shen Ruiwen froze for a moment, and even Shen Wangjin's gaze paused.

After a moment of quiet, Shen Wangjin said again: "Do you say it again?"

Even though they were tormented, Zhuang Yibo still opened again: "I want to change a chair."

She knew that the chair was handmade by Italian craftsman, and she also knew that the chair would be troublesome to deal with, whether it was a process or time -but she thought, she wanted to change it, she should change it.

Shen Wangjin sat there, her eyes fell on her face for a long time, and suddenly she laughed slowly.

Zhuang Yibo only waited for him to answer.

Shen Ruiwen made a mouthful: "Ms. Zhuang is assured that Mr. Shen has ordered it last night. I have also contacted Italy and will change to Miss Zhuang as soon as possible."

Zhuang Yippo suddenly stunned there, and the buzz in his ears seemed to be even more loud.

She stood for a moment, and suddenly turned her head and walked out.

Shen Wangjin looked at her leaving figure, but the corners of her lips gradually became stronger.

Zhuang Yibo turned back to his room and pushed the door. Sure enough, the chair that was originally placed on the window was gone.

She walked slowly, stood for a moment in front of the empty position, and finally retreated to the bed and sat down.

He picked up what he had already done to ask him for asking.

The teacher is unfavorable.

But what else can she do?

Zhuang Yibo quietly looked at every piece of furniture and decoration in his house, and could not help but be a little stunned.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Yibo held the bowl, and finally said again: "There is no chair in the room. It is inconvenient. I don't want to wait for the delivery of Italy anymore.
Chapter completed!