Yang Qianyu was in a particularly confused mood. She was afraid of encountering Feng Moyan and just wanted to escape quickly.
But before the thought was settled, the phone rang.
"Ms. Ruan, are you here? Our boss is very busy, can you please hurry up?" Customer Mr. Wang urged.
Ruan Qing is her current name.
Ruan, takes his mother's surname.
Qing means to keep a clear mind at all times and live a clean life.
Yang Qianyu was extremely apologetic and hesitantly said: "Mr. Wang... I was just looking for you, but something happened suddenly and I was delayed. Can we make an appointment next time?"
"Ah?" The other end was surprised and said quickly, "Miss Ruan, you can't do this! We made an appointment, why don't we break the appointment at the last minute? Our boss is already waiting!"
"..." Yang Qianyu hesitated.
"Ms. Ruan, are you dissatisfied with the price?"
"No, no."
"Our boss has a lot of things to do and has arranged several meetings. If you suddenly miss the appointment, I will be scolded to death!"
Yang Qianyu was embarrassed by the other party's words, so she could only agree, "Okay... I'm really sorry, I'll go up now."
"Okay, okay." The man on the phone was obviously relieved.
Feeling a little guilty, Yang Qianyu took out the black ultrasonic bag from her bag and put it on, deliberately lowering her head and covering her face with her long hair, and then walked to the elevator.
It seems that the uncle's client is not an ordinary difficult one, even the people who work for him are trembling with fear.
I hope that the meeting will go smoothly later. If we can't reach an agreement, I won't accept the business.
Ready to risk her life, Yang Qianyu walked out of the elevator.
888 Presidential Suite is easy to find.
However, before she could reach the door, someone opened the door and came out.
"Mom, don't worry, Mo Yan has arranged several meetings to accompany me, just waiting for the designer."
Familiar voices, familiar... names.
Yang Caiyue?!
Yang Qianyu's nerves trembled, and when she looked at the woman answering the phone in front of her, she was like a thunderbolt!
Could it be that that difficult client is Yang Caiyue?! With Feng Moyan?!
sky--
After the woman answered the phone, she turned around.
Yang Qianyu happened to pass in front of her.
At that moment, it was impossible to say that there was no panic or throbbing in my heart.
But no matter how her heart surged and her ears roared, she remained calm and composed on her face.
Her almond-shaped eyes hidden behind her sunglasses glanced at the house number, 888, yes.
Therefore, these two people are indeed her "big sponsors".
Oh, fate plays tricks on people!
Yang Caiyue didn't know that she and Yang Qianyu had just passed each other.
After answering the phone, she opened the door and went in. She looked at the impatient man and smiled coquettishly: "Mo Yan, you're going to finish your work later. What's for lunch?"
"I don't care, it depends on what Xixi wants to eat." The man responded quietly without moving his eyebrows.
"..." Yang Caiyue's nails pierced her palms hard, but a soft smile appeared on her face.
"Wangcheng, why haven't we arrived yet?" Feng Moyan raised his wrist and looked at his watch with an unhappy tone.
His time is precious, and there is no one else in the world who can make him wait for him, except his sweet and adorable baby daughter!
Wang Cheng was startled, "Mr. Feng, I just called to urge her and she has already arrived——"
Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang again. He looked at the call and said, "Mr. Feng, this must be here. I'll go out and pick it up."
But before his hand could reach the doorknob, he suddenly shouted: "What? Are you leaving? Miss Ruan, we have placed a deposit..."
In the elevator, Yang Qianyu said calmly and calmly: "According to the contract, I have to pay three times the deposit. I will ask my assistant to call you the money later. I'm really sorry."
"No Miss Ruan, this is not a matter of money -"
"I'm really sorry, ask your boss to hire someone else!" After saying that, Yang Qianyu closed the line.
Wang Cheng was frozen behind the door, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Turning around like he was petrified, he met Feng Moyan's gloomy eyes and stammered: "Mr. Feng...that Miss Ruan said she would not accept this business and was willing to pay three times the deposit."
The man's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Yang Caiyue stood up suddenly: "Why? All the good people have flown back from abroad, and now they say they don't want to do it anymore?"
Wang Cheng's scalp felt tight, "I don't know why..."
Feng Moyan stood up and cherished his words like gold: "Let's go."
"Mo Yan!" Yang Caiyue quickly grabbed him and begged, "Mo Yan, please hurry up and have someone check. She has returned to China. Why did she suddenly go back on her word?"
"Here's the card for you." The man reached out and pulled out a card and handed it to her.
Yang Caiyue was stunned for a moment and realized - she was being asked to buy whatever she wanted, but...
She softened her tone: "Mo Yan, you don't know that her works are now popular in Europe and it's hard to book them! We have invited her back to China..."
Before Yang Caiyue finished speaking, the door to the room was pushed open again, and a child came towards her with the cry of children.
When Feng Moyan saw his daughter, one second he had a cold face that made people shudder, and the next second he tenderly caught the little girl rushing from the nanny's arms.
"What's going on?" Feng Moyan felt heartbroken when he saw his daughter's tears and asked the nanny.
The nanny was extremely nervous, "I don't know... The eldest lady was playing ball downstairs. She was having a good time, but suddenly she started crying. She was shouting something, but I couldn't hear clearly..."
"There must be a reason. She won't cry for no reason."
Feng Moyan said nothing, hugged his precious daughter and returned to the sofa to sit down. He put the little girl on his lap, took a cotton towel and gently wiped his daughter's tears.
"Xi Xi, stop crying and tell dad, who bullied you? Dad will settle the score with that person!"
The man's words and deeds perfectly explain what it means to "do the gentlest things but say the cruelest words."
Feng Yuxi cried so hard that her little body twitched, her pink and white chubby hands hugged her father's neck, and she swallowed: "Xixi... Xixi has seen Mommy... It's really Mommy, isn't it?
photo……"
Feng Moyan suddenly frowned.
On the side, Yang Caiyue suppressed the jealousy in her heart and stepped forward: "Xixi... what are you talking about? There is no mother."
"I'm not talking nonsense, it's just Mommy!" Nai Nai replied fiercely to Yang Caiyue. Feng Yuxi hugged her father's neck and acted coquettishly, "Dad, daddy, Xixi wants to find Mommy... Let's hurry up, Mommy will
Downstairs... Mom is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the photos..."
Seeing his daughter's big tear-stained eyes flashing, Feng Moyan wished he could pluck the stars from the sky and give them to her, let alone just find someone.
"Okay, daddy will go with you. Baby, don't cry anymore."
Feng Moyan's gentle and patient attitude towards his daughter was completely different from his cold and taciturn attitude towards Yang Caiyue just now.
After saying this, the man stood up with his precious daughter in his arms and walked out directly.
Yang Caiyue was anxious and could not maintain the gentleness on the surface: "Mo Yan, a child is talking nonsense, why are you still accompanying her to make nonsense? Yang Qianyu was four years ago -"