The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Downstairs in the He family, Jiang Ruoyue bumped into Nancy, or in other words, Nancy was waiting for Jiang Ruoyue here on purpose.

Two meters away from Nancy, Jiang Ruoyue stopped, and Nancy gave her an inscrutable smile.

"Jiang Ruoyue, good morning."

After leaving these words, Nancy turned around and happily entered He's.

Jiang Ruoyue looked at the leaving figure, her eyes deepened a little, what Nancy wanted to express.

Sure enough, when Jiang Ruoyue came to the design department, she received a notification in her mailbox.

Notice: According to the requirements of the employer, Nancy and Jiang Ruoyue will design a set of jewelry for the bride at Fu Lu's wedding, and finally the employer will choose the one he likes. Please Nancy and Jiang Ruoyue, the two designers, will live up to expectations , Come up with excellent works to show the strength of the He family.

"No way, this is not to compare works..."

The design this time is really changing, full of twists and turns. "

"Now it's the gods fighting, let's wait and see the show."

"That's right, that's right, it can be said that it's time for the chief designer of He's and the former chief designer of DS to fight."

"Who do you think will win?"

"I'll stick to Nancy. I feel that her chances of winning are better, and her hands are better. After all, DS is still a junior in front of He's Jewelry."

"Let me stand with Jiang Ruoyue. To be honest, I like her previous works on DS."

The discussion in the design department has not stopped.

Jiang Ruoyue calmly closed the email. At this time, she also received a message from Mrs. Fu on her mobile phone.

"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry, after our family's discussion, we still decided to let designer Nan participate in this design. We finally chose the best one. After all, the works she showed us at the beginning also won our hearts."

Jiang Ruoyue understood Nancy's smile at the gate.

This is also in line with Nancy's style of doing things, she will not let anyone's light overshadow her.

However, this notice did not affect Jiang Ruoyue's mood. She calmly worked on her own design at her station. Only weak people are afraid of challenges.

Fu Rongrong next to her looked at Jiang Ruoyue several times, and she really admired Jiang Ruoyue's calmness.

Behind the notification, it can be seen that Nancy has done something wrong. She must have gone to the Fu family to restore her design rights, otherwise, why would such a notification come out.

Near noon, Jiang Ruoyue stopped her work and searched for gourmet restaurants online.

"Are you hungry? I have bread, which can be used to pad your stomach." Fu Rongrong leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Ruoyue shook her head, "I'll just take a look."

She wasn't hungry by herself, she was thinking of He Yi. He Yi's daily diet was not regular, and he often didn't have time to eat.The food in He's canteen is also very good, but for a person who is recovering from his injuries, the nutrition is still not enough.

Fu Rongrong still took a piece of bread and put it on Jiang Ruoyue's table.

"Don't be polite to me, this time the PK between the two of you, I stand by you."

Since Fu Rongrong was torn up by Nancy last time, she has been afraid and disgusted with Nancy.

Jiang Ruoyue smiled softly: "Thank you."

When it was meal time, Jiang Ruoyue was the first to leave the office today.Half an hour later, she came back with the food she bought, and handed it to Yang Ming, asking him to bring it to He Yi.

"Mr. He, it's time for dinner." Yang Ming knocked on the door of the CEO's office with the bag in hand.

"Leave it alone." He Yi was dealing with official business without raising his head.

Yang Ming took out the food and arranged it, and went to help He Yi sort out the documents next to him.

"Mr. He, the young lady bought today's food."

As he expected, He Yi immediately raised his head and looked at the meals, his serious expression also became gentler.

Yang Ming shook his head helplessly, the food bought by the young lady is more delicious than the one bought by himself.

"You go out."

He Yi got up, walked towards the meal, and ate the meal gracefully.

After eating, He Yi didn't forget to take out his phone and sent Jiang Ruoyue a message.

"My wife has worked hard, the food I bought is delicious."

After receiving the news, Jiang Ruoyue couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.

He Chen called He Yi, and He Yi's gentle eyes turned a bit stern, and he answered.

"Is something wrong?"

"Come to the hospital... Grandma is here too."

Arriving at the hospital, He Yi walked into He Rong's ward with his proud and tall body, his expression indifferent.

He Rong was lying on the hospital bed, with a lot of tubes wiped on his body, his eyes stared wide open at He Yi, wishing he could tear He Yi into pieces.

"Old lady, you can decide for me now, your precious grandson murdered me."

The old lady grasped the scepter tightly, groaned, and struck the ground.

"The word murder can't be used indiscriminately without evidence."

He Rong closed his mouth unwillingly.

"Yi'er, what do you want to say?"

He Yi stood there without saying a word, his brows were cold.

"See, he acquiesced, old madam, how could such a cruel and merciless person control the He family? He was clearly blinded by power, and wished to get rid of all the members of the He family, so that he could Dominating He's enterprise." He Rongyue said more and more excitedly, saliva flew everywhere, and his usual self-cultivation mind was gradually exposed.

The doctor said that he would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life, which was worse than killing him directly.

He Chen leaned aside, with cold eyes, without saying a word.

The old lady coughed, "Yi'er, talk."

He Rong suddenly laughed.

"Until now, the old lady still speaks for your unfilial grandson, jokes, my son is not as good as a grandson from another generation, you are such a great mother, I, He Rong, cultivate my morals, treat money like dung, and still It's unfair, it's so unfair to suffer such a fate, even if I die, you old man won't blink your eyelids..."

The old lady's hand holding the scepter suddenly tightened, and she looked at He Rong with an obscure gaze.

The old lady's eyes swept over, He Rong stopped talking, but a gloomy light flashed in his eyes.

"Yi Er, come to the old house and kneel for me, without my permission, you are not allowed to get up..."