President Gao Leng's little wife

"Sisters, I'm back!" Zhang Qianqian cheered and rushed towards her former colleagues. She had completely forgotten that this group of people also made trouble when she was in trouble.

Seeing her return, people around her greeted her with tacit smiles, and Zhang Qianqian became friends with them again, smiling.

Amidst the frolicking of the crowd, Xia Yuluo's back, bending over and mopping the floor, was a bit lonely and lonely.

She was out of place with the laughing crowd, she seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, the cheerful crowd was in front of her, and the whole collapsed world was in front of her.

Freeing her mind to clean up all the corners, Xia Yuluo suddenly didn't want to stop, she desperately wanted to get busy so that she wouldn't be bored thinking about it when she was free.

Xia Yuluo thought about it, picked up the bucket, walked into the corridor, and began to clean the inside and outside of the corridor. She wiped the dirt on the wall vigorously, as if this way, the grievance in her heart would be vented a little.

"Xia Yuluo, call!" The colleague yelled many times, but got no response.

The colleague picked up the phone impatiently, walked over, and threw it at Xia Yuluo: "Telephone! I've said it several times!"

Xia Yuluo took off her gloves and picked up the phone. It turned out to be her former colleague - Jiang Qingqing.

"Xia Yuluo, I heard that you got divorced recently? What's the matter? The relationship is not harmonious?" Jiang Qingqing's voice didn't sound friendly at all.

"Jiang Qingqing, what's the matter? I'm still busy. If it's a personal matter, I don't have time." Xia Yuluo didn't want to waste any more time.

"Oh, I forgot. Now you go to a big company, but you look down on small companies like us. It's different to marry a rich man!" Jiang Qingqing sighed.

Xia Yuluo didn't want to listen anymore: "What's the matter, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

"It's something, of course it's something. I'm just here to comfort you. Are you feeling bad about getting divorced?" Jiang Qingqing was afraid that Xia Yuluo would hang up the phone, so she hurriedly stopped her from hanging up.

Xia Yuluo didn't speak, and waited to see what she had to say, Jiang Qingqing didn't care, and continued talking on her own.

"I'm not talking about you, it must be what you did on weekdays to offend your man, and you too, after finally climbing into such a big family, you have to be honest, well, do it yourself, and give your own happiness to me." The fuss is gone."

"Don't think that if you marry into a wealthy family, you can sit back and relax. Life in this wealthy family is not easy. Let you take it easy. If you don't listen, it's all right now. It's all over. Let's see how you continue..."

Xia Yuluo hung up the phone resolutely, she took a deep breath, her mind was buzzing now, it was a mess, a ball of twine.

She stood up, rubbed her sore waist, Xia Yuluo put the mop away, got up and poured a glass of water.

Before she drank the glass of water, she heard Mr. Wang yelling again from behind: "Still lazy! Hurry up and go to work!"

"I'm just drinking water." Xia Yuluo held a water glass and argued with a cold face.

"Still quibbling, deduct one month's wages from you, go home and reflect on yourself!" Prime Minister Wang ignored her, left a sentence directly, and turned back.

Xia Yuluo understood deeply in her eyes, and there was a chuckle of laughter around her.

She packed up her things, and most of her face was buried in the shadows, looking a little dark, deep and stern.

She sat back in her chair, hearing voices of discussion.

Xia Yuluo looked at those people who were smiling happily, and suddenly felt a little sick.