Sky-high price for renting together: Don't want to escape the beautiful wife

Since there is cooperation, it will be easy to handle.

"Withdraw most of the cooperation with them, call and ask, and tell him everything his precious daughter has done, so that he can also understand how his daughter wins him glory." Jing Tingyao With a condensed face, he spoke coldly.

For companies like Zou Yang, in terms of Jingcheng, there are five if not ten, and there is no shortage at all.

"Yes, I understand." Yu Wenying said, thinking of his youthful and scheming wife, he couldn't help asking: "President, how is your wife?"

"Well, it's okay." Jing Tingyao put down the pen in his hand, and handed the document he just signed to Yu Wen: "You have a good relationship with Xiao Ran?"

Facing Shang Jing Tingyao's dangerous gaze, Yu Wen swallowed his saliva and replied with a smile: "Madam is always good to us, whether it's Xiao Yao or Uncle Li.

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Jing Tingyao's face.

Jing Tingyao's face was as cold as ever, and he couldn't tell whether he believed it or not. He knew the CEO's possessiveness towards his wife, and even girls were jealous, let alone his assistant.

"Go ahead and do it."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Yu Wen answered with his head bowed.

Zou family.

Zou Li'an sat at the dining table and flipped through the newspaper, while his youngest son, Zou Cheng, sat across from him. The two flipped through the same section but different chapters of the newspaper.

Occasionally share your thoughts.

Mrs. Zou came out with hot milk and put it by Zou Cheng's hand: "Stop talking about work while eating. Is there anything else besides work?"

Although the words were words of reproach, there was no hint of anger in the tone.

Zou's father and son looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and folded the newspapers in their hands and put them aside.

Seeing the almost simultaneous movements of the father and son, Mrs. Zou smiled with satisfaction.

The four of them had breakfast, but their eldest daughter was missing.

"Aunt Zhang, is Miss still awake?" Mrs. Zou asked the aunt who took care of Zou Wei's daily life on weekdays.

"Miss was in a bad mood last night and slept a little late." Aunt Zhang laughed dryly and helped Zou Wei explain.

"I think she came back late last night." Zou Li'an patted the dining table heavily, feeling extremely angry.

A gentle wife, a smart and sensible son, why doesn't this eldest daughter let her worry about it!

I go out late and return late every day, so I can rest a little bit when I go to work, and I often don’t return home at night.

"Dad, you are really blaming Aunt Zhang wrongly. I haven't slept at all."

Zou Wei was changing shoes at the door, threw the bag in her hand to the servant standing aside, and yawned lazily.

Mrs. Zou walked quickly to her side: "Where did you go to play, and you haven't returned home at night."

Her voice was naturally gentle, but it didn't make Zou Wei feel rebellious: "It was a friend's birthday last night, so I had to drag me to celebrate his birthday."

She leaned on Mrs. Zou: "Mom, I'm so sleepy and I still have a headache."

"Did you drink a lot last night?" Mrs. Zou raised her hand to test the temperature of her forehead, and she was relieved when she felt normal: "Fortunately, I didn't have a fever."

"Aunt Zhang, go and make hangover soup."

"Okay." Aunt Zhang quickly agreed.

Fortunately, Madam didn't blame her, otherwise she would have to pack up and leave today.

She really didn't expect Miss to come back at this time. She just lied and wanted to cover it up for her, but she never thought that she would come in through the front door openly.

She hurried into the kitchen to cook hangover soup for Zou Wei. In fact, she warmed up hangover soup early in the morning, knowing that the young lady must drink it when she comes back.

Zou Wei leaned down on the sofa, stepped on the magazine with one foot, and stepped directly on the sofa with the other foot still wearing slippers.

"Oh, there is no such thing as a little girl." Mrs. Zou fetched hot water for her and fed it to her.

Zou Li'an, who had an ugly face from the moment she entered the door, watched his wife go about her business, while Zou Wei still took it for granted. When she was lying down and enjoying Mrs. Zou's feeding, her face became even uglier: "Don't spoil her." Now, let's see what it looks like."

Zou Li'an sighed, his wife has always been gentle, especially when facing the two children he gave birth to, she has no temper at all.

"Don't scold her, she already has a headache." Mrs. Zou excused her, defending Zou Wei everywhere.

Hearing this, Zou Wei smiled triumphantly, that's why she had the guts to enter through the main entrance.

With her mother who was born with the heart of a virgin, wouldn't she still be afraid of being punished?
"The headache is also caused by herself." Zou Li'an looked at Zou Wei's dying look, and was angry: "Zou Wei, you sit down for me!"

"What exactly do you want?" Zou Wei sat up from the sofa with a speechless expression.

"Look at what you look like now?" Zou Li'an looked at him, feeling like the veins on his forehead were about to pop out: "You are going to get married soon, why don't you have any awareness of getting married?"

"You still live in our villa when you get married. What kind of awareness do you need?" Thinking of Zhou Bo who agreed to marry her for the sake of his useless reputation, Zou Wei felt extremely disgusted.

When Zhou Bo didn't need her, he used her as a rag and threw it away after use, and he still ignored her.

She was needed and gave this and that, as if they had such a good relationship and love, it was disgusting to think about it.

"How can you think like that!" Zou Li'an couldn't help being impatient when he heard her look down on Zhou Bo.

"Sister, no matter how useless Big Brother Zhou is, he's still better than you, a person who only knows how to use family resources and power to dominate and act recklessly."

"Are you my younger brother or his younger brother?" Zou Wei stood up holding on to his drunken body, and spat at Zou Cheng: "What did he give you, that he bought you so easily?"

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zou Cheng frowned, looking helpless and speechless, he really didn't know what was going on between her and Brother Zhou.

It is a blessing that she is able to marry Brother Zhou for being so unprogressive.

"Okay, okay, what's the whole family arguing about?" Mrs. Zou hurried out to talk to Si Ni. She didn't know what happened recently. Their family always quarreled, and it was all about Zou Wei and Zhou Bo's marriage. .

At this time, Aunt Zhang quickly brought out the hangover soup.

Mrs. Zou, who had been arguing with Si Ni all this time and didn't want the three of them to quarrel, didn't notice how her hangover soup was boiled so quickly and it was still warm.

"Xiaowei, drink the hangover soup quickly and go to sleep, you can't be like this in the future." Mrs. Zou handed her the hangover soup, and persuaded her with a gentle smile.

Zou Wei nodded indiscriminately, took the hangover soup, gulped it down, and went upstairs quickly, completely ignoring Zou Li'an who had an ugly face.

The Zou family father and son who were still standing at the dining table looked at each other and sighed.