The CEO's husband didn't come home every night, and Secretary Chu was angry

On this side, Chu Mu and Yi Yichen were living in a sweet world of two, while on the other side, Lin Jiaojiao was nestled in Yi Fengteng's arms.

Yi Fengteng leaned lightly on the bed, the cigarette butt in his hand was filled with smoke, covering his eyes and eyebrows full of satisfaction.

Lin Jiaojiao looked up at him, secretly sizing him up. Seeing that he was in a good mood, she collected her thoughts, raised the corners of her mouth, and then turned them down. She said in a tone of grievance, "Feng Teng, Mom must be very disappointed in me. She thinks I've brought shame to the Yi family. She might even be laughing at me behind my back like Chu Mu did."

"No. Although Mom has a bad temper, she is very protective of her children. How could she laugh at you?" Yi Fengteng put out the cigarette butt between his fingers and coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Last time at the Yi family's old house, Mom was still protecting you in front of Chu Mu."

"But..." Lin Jiaojiao sat up straight, about to burst into tears, "My mother called me and said she was going to kick me out of the Yi family and took back my offer as design director."

"Impossible!" Yi Fengteng was obviously shocked. "Since Mom agreed to let you marry into the Yi family, there's no way she would kick you out."

Yi Fengteng was very excited. Lin Jiaojiao's pupils turned and a smile flashed in the corner of her eyes.

Since Zhang Tingyu wanted to drive her out of the Yi family, she would take her son with her. She didn't believe that the Yi family would eventually disown this grandson.

"If you don't believe me, then I have nothing to say." Lin Jiaojiao shed two lines of tears as she spoke, looking extremely pitiful. "It's a waste of my sincerity towards you. I even gave up my own company to help you."

After saying this, Yi Fengteng immediately softened his heart.

Jiaojiao had always been sincere to him, and selling the company at a low price was the best proof. As for his mother, she did have some calculations about his marriage, and she wasn't particularly satisfied with Lin Jiaojiao. She agreed to her marriage only to acquire Nobo in the future.

In this matter, Lin Jiaojiao was wronged.

Yi Fengteng: "I'll go back now and ask her for clarification."

"Feng Teng..." Yi Fengteng stood up and was about to leave. Lin Jiaojiao pretended to stop him, but failed in the end.

Looking at Yi Fengteng's resolute back as he left, a sinister look appeared in Lin Jiaojiao's eyes.

Zhang Tingyu, just wait for your son to take care of you.

Yi Fengteng came to the company in a rage and went straight to Zhang Tingyu's office, but was stopped at the door by the assistant, "Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhang is in a meeting inside, you can't go in now."

"I have something urgent to tell my mother." Yi Fengteng said as he was about to rush in.

"Mr. Yi, you can't go in now." The assistant said firmly.

"Get out of here." But Yi Fengteng ignored him, pushed his assistant away, opened the door and rushed out.

The office fell silent. Zhang Tingyu looked up at the angry Yi Fengteng, tapping his fingers on the desk with a rather unpleasant expression on his face. "What are you doing here?"

"Mom, tell Jiaojiao..."

"You go out first." Yi Fengteng came to call for an explanation, and Zhang Tingyu winked at his subordinates sitting at the desk.

Seeing that the leader was about to take care of family matters, everyone stood up, called out Yi Fengteng, and went out in unison.

The office door closed. Zhang Tingyu looked up and glared at him, saying unhappily, "You're almost 30, and you're still so reckless. No wonder your dad always scolds you."

"Mom, did you say that about Jiaojiao?" Yi Fengteng didn't care, and was determined to stand up for Lin Jiaojiao. "You knew she was in a bad mood because of the competition, but you still said you wanted to kick her out of the Yi family and took back her offer."

"Do you know how sad she is?"

A surge of turbid air surged up from his chest, and Zhang Tingyu suddenly felt suffocated. He hadn't expected him to come for this matter; he had assumed he would focus on his work.