Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

The laughter was too harsh.

Mu Zheng turned her head and saw Ye Luoer sitting among the group of women.

I didn't hear her voice just now, but these people were chatting so happily, which must have been due to her contribution.

Mu Zheng lifted her skirt and found a seat to sit down among the crowd.

Everyone immediately became like a gourd with its mouth sawed off, with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

Everyone in the circle knows that Mu Zheng and An Nansheng have a good relationship.

"Everyone, keep going. Weren't we having a lively conversation just now? Why, is it inappropriate for me to sit here?"

Mu Zheng made a "please" gesture:

"Go on, let me listen too."

The young wife from an unknown family who hadn't joined the group chat just now and was just there to join in the fun said with a smile:

"Look at what President Mu said. We women chatter a lot when we get together. A career-oriented woman like President Mu should definitely not be bothered by our noise. There's no such thing as appropriate or inappropriate."

Mu Zheng was too lazy to listen to their flattery and turned her gaze to Ye Luoer:

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Ye?"

"Boss Ye, why are you sitting here? You're the acting president of Jian's now. You should be sitting with those men like Boss An and discussing Fengcheng's development trends and the world economy?"

Ye Luoer was extremely angry. Mu Zheng was really bringing up things that were not relevant to the topic.

She also wanted to sit over there, but would anyone pay attention to her if she sat there?

Besides, she doesn't understand, so wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if she couldn't sit down?

He smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, you're joking. I'm just helping Brother Muye keep an eye on the Jian Corporation before he comes back. You know me, I don't know anything."

Mu Zheng raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Ye Luoer is so amazing that she can actually belittle herself.

Although her self-deprecation was indeed true, to others it sounded like modesty, a good tactic of retreating to advance.

Ye Luoer has matured and is no longer the naive girl who always talks about her brother Muye.

"Mr. Ye is so modest. Hey? Mr. Ye seems to have graduated from a prestigious foreign university, right?" Mu Zheng looked curious: "I wonder which university Mr. Ye graduated from?"

Ye Luoer couldn't laugh anymore.

Those who were waiting to flatter her started to smooth things over for her:

"Hey, why are my clothes dirty? Mr. Ye, could you please accompany me to the bathroom?"

Ye Luoer took the opportunity to stand up and said, "Boss Mu, we'll be back soon. Please feel free to do as you please."

Several people left in a flash, all of whom had cooperative relationships with the Jian Group. The remaining few obviously felt that supporting Mu Zheng was not as good as supporting Ye Luoer.

Mu Zheng glanced at those people, and one of the smart ones immediately said:

"Everyone was originally talking about bags and shoes, but Ye Luoer suddenly said something sour, 'I really envy Mr. An,' and then those women started."

"Thank you. I'll go to the bathroom too." Mu Zheng stood up and said, "You guys continue."

When they arrived at the bathroom, Mu Zheng didn't rush in.

She stood outside the bathroom door, listening to the women inside chattering and criticizing her and An Nansheng.

"A pair of worn-out shoes, I don't know what's so noble about them, but everyone in the Mu family values ​​them so much."

"That's right, Master Jiu doesn't find it disgusting either."

Ye Luoer's voice came faintly:

"Putting everything else aside, Ms. An is indeed beautiful. Even after giving birth to two children, her waistline has become even more alluring."

Someone chuckled and said, "Some women may look decent on the outside, but they might be very wild in bed."

Someone snorted, "She has a good relationship with Mu Zheng. These two are indeed close friends. They are amazing at seducing men to have children."