Chapter 32

Lin Qing accompanied Zhu Wentao to start from scratch. It can be said that at the beginning, she ate all the hardships and came happily. Now her rich wife lives in peace of mind. Over time, she is a little floating.

She believes that Zhu Wentao, a man who met her in Weishi, shared weal and woe, which is not an ordinary love. Later, after development, Zhu Wentao did not have the habit of those rich people. He wandered around outside, called for entertainment, and never spent the night outside. Any rich lady in the circle envied her that she had a husband who loved her and kept herself clean.

Lin Qing is not a fool. She has been very tight in defense these years. She didn't give Zhu Wentao a chance. Unexpectedly, she didn't guard against thousands of defenses in the end.

If the mirror hadn't come back, she would have put all her focus on her family.

On Lin Qing's little book, he wrote down another pen for Mingjing.

At this moment when she saw this woman, Lin Qingxin was cool. She didn't have to investigate and cross examine. She was 100% sure that she was a junior or a junior with a high rank.

The woman is very young, full of collagen, wearing a white suit and skirt. She has a petite and exquisite figure, graceful curve, long hair behind her head, two strands of broken hair on her temples, thin eyebrows, apricot eyes, white skin and red lips. She doesn't look very amazing, but there is a gentle and beautiful woman in Jiangnan, which is a refreshing comfort.

Lin Qing looked at her for a few eyes, as if the other party was a commodity and hooked his lips: "Secretary Zhou, isn't he?"

The woman quickly adjusted her mood and said gracefully, "madam, please sit down. The president has gone to the meeting. You need to wait a moment."

Lin Qing stepped on high heels and sat down on the sofa. He pointed to the opposite side: "sit down, let's talk."

Secretary Zhou went to the bar and asked softly, "madam, what would you like to drink?"

"Whatever."

Secretary Zhou poured a cup of scented tea and sent it to Lin Qing. Lin Qing took it up and poured it directly on Secretary Zhou's face. He smiled and said, "this kind of scented tea in a package of more than ten yuan also fits into my mouth?"

Secretary Zhou stood still and waited for a while. He took out a paper towel and wiped his face slowly. He asked slowly, "I don't know what I did to make my wife so angry?"

Lin Qingxin sank in an instant. The woman did a good job in emotional management. She was not angry at this time. She suddenly realized that this was not a simple opponent.

"They are all smart people. How long have you been with him without talking nonsense?" Lin Qing goes straight to the subject. It's boring to beat around the bush with such a smart man.

Secretary Zhou wiped away the water stains on her face little by little. The tea was a little hot. Her face floated a layer of red, becoming more and more white and red, showing a charming state.

Lin Qing's eyes quenched with anger, making himself look indifferent.

"What are you talking about, madam?" The woman smiled and shook her head. She made another cup of flower tea and put it in front of Lin Qing.

"Although this cheap flower tea doesn't deserve your wife's identity, do as the Romans do, madam. Let's make do with it first."

Make do with it? You little three told me to make do with it? I don't have the word "make do" in Lin Qing's dictionary.

She knows that this woman is not in oil and salt, and it's useless to say more. First find out the details. The strategist Yun knows the enemy and confidant and is invincible in a hundred battles.

She even regretted that she was too aggressive and startled the snake.

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Out of the building, Lin Qing took a deep breath. From now on, her comfortable days are over and the battle is about to begin.

She has no time to cry and has more important things to do.

Take out your mobile phone and find the number: "help me investigate a person. Even her ancestors of the 18th generation also pick it out for me. You can drive as much as you want."

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It was said that grandma Zhu was ill. Zhu Wenjie came to visit her with Zhou Ying empty handed. Mom Zhou curled her mouth. It was no good when grandma Zhu came to the door.

I wish grandma didn't bother to see her and said that her daughter was her mother's sweet little cotton padded jacket, but I wish Wenjie's little cotton padded jacket leaked. I wish grandma simply out of sight and out of mind.

Zhu Wenjie took Zhou Ying to live in Zhu's house on the grounds of waiting for her illness. There were several nannies at home and a driver when she went out. She did it herself and spent the whole day watching TV on the sofa.

Zhou Ying went to Zhu Xiangxiang's room and called it close to her cousin. In fact, her eyes were straight when she saw Zhu Xiangxiang's full cabinet of clothes.

Zhu Xiangxiang was very generous to her cousin and let her choose freely. In fact, he liked to see her poor and sour and listen to her flatter herself.

"Cousin Xiang, is cousin Mingjing at home?" Zhou Ying asked curiously.

"It should be. What's the matter?"

"I'll go and play with cousin Spiegel." The words flew away like a happy little butterfly.

Zhu Xiangxiang couldn't help being happy. He wanted to see how Mingjing dealt with this annoying cousin and secretly followed up.

"Cousin Spiegel, cousin Spiegel, I've come to play with you." Zhou Ying banged on the door of the room. Her voice was like that of an aunt yelling at the vegetable market.

Xiao Ying came out of the laundry and kindly reminded, "Miss Biao, Miss Mingjing doesn't like noise. Can you keep your voice down?"

Zhou Ying turned her eyes: "you talk a lot. This is my grandmother's house and my home. I can do whatever I want. It's your turn to accuse me of a little nanny?"

Xiaoying skimmed her mouth and left with her head down.

After knocking on the door for half a day, no one answered.

Zhou Ying found Zhu Xiangxiang angrily. "Cousin Xiangxiang, you cheat. Cousin Mingjing is clearly not at home."

Zhu Xiangxiang said, "Oh," maybe I remember wrong. "

She forgot that when Mingjing didn't want to talk to someone, she didn't bother to give a look even if you opened the door.

Lin Qing enters the door. Zhu Wenjie is lying on the sofa, eating melon seeds and watching a soap opera. Beer bottles are scattered on the table.

Seeing Lin Qing, Zhu Wenjie raised his eyelids: "Yo, sister-in-law is back. It's been a hard day. Sit down, mom Zhou, serve tea."

That bossy tone, as if he was the mistress of the family.

Lin Qing has no place to vent his anger. The little sister-in-law bumps into the wall. Lin Qing takes a basin of water from the kitchen and splashes it on Zhu Wenjie.

Zhu Wenjie jumped up in a hurry and screamed, "what are you doing?"

Lin Qing pointed to the gate: "get out of here."