Marry a shrewd wife: I will listen to you, wife

She sighed, although she felt pity for what happened to this child, but one cannot always live in the shadow of the past, and no one else can help him in this kind of thing, only when he overcomes the shadow of the past, can he be reborn.

Yan Qingyao looked solemn, walked to the rest chair and sat down, looked at the sluggish man with his head down not far away, and frowned: "Ye Miao, raise your head and look at me."

Does Sister Yan already hate him?

Hearing the coldness in Yan Qingyao's tone, the dead air in Ye Miao's eyes became more and more frenzied. He looked at the source of the sound with empty eyes, as if everything was controlled by his body, and his whole body had been reduced to pulling a string. puppet.

Yan Qingyao suppressed the Virgin Mary's heart that was about to move in her heart, and her voice was stern and irresistible: "Ye Miao, I am your manager, I hope you can trust me, the trust I want is to be able to put your back on the battlefield without a doubt. On my trust."

Ye Miao was shocked by her voice and regained some clarity, and looked up in disbelief: "Yan, sister Yan, don't you want me?"

Yan Qingyao swears directly: "Nonsense, do I seem to be a person who starts to mess up and ends up giving up?"

"Besides, I'm still counting on you to be successful, give me a hand!" Yan Qingyao said jokingly.

But Ye Miao's heart trembled violently, he knew very well that Yan Qingyao was not joking, she really wanted to help him.

Yan Qingyao got up again, walked to Ye Miao's side, and slowly stretched out her hand to land on his shoulder.

This time he didn't dodge again, but his body was still trembling slightly.

Lian Qingyao also patted him on the shoulder symbolically: "Not bad, there is progress!"

Take your time, as long as you dare to take the first step, the future of the Sunshine Avenue will be yours.

Maybe it's because her brain capacity is too big today, Yan Qingyao was already a little sleepy, she yawned, walked to the door, stopped suddenly, turned her back to Ye Miao and said, "If you don't want to be bullied anymore, try to become a powerful."

"Go back to rest early, the body is the capital of the revolution!" The ethereal and melodious voice echoed in the corridor, and the pale color on Ye Miao's face turned completely hot.

Looking at the young man in the mirror, Ye Miao suddenly grinned.

Maybe it's time for him to grow up.

"Miss Meng, you're back, I'll ask someone to heat your meal." The servant greeted Yan Qingyao warmly when he saw Yan Qingyao.

Yan Qingyao was weak all over, and forced a smile: "No need, I'm not hungry, you can go and do other things."

The servant was stunned: "How can it be done? People are iron, and food is steel. You can't go without eating, Miss Meng..."

Yan Qingyao hurried upstairs and locked herself in the room to stop the servant's nagging.

Enduring the drowsiness and cleaning himself up, he put on his pajamas and threw himself on the bed. After a while, he heard the sound of even breathing.

Li Shangming had just finished his business, came out of the study, and saw that the light in Yan Qingyao's room was still on, after thinking about it, he went to knock on the door: "Ah Xuan?"

When no one answered, he raised the volume again.

At this time, the servant came up with a bowl of clear porridge, still mumbling: "You can't do without food."

Li Shangming: "Is this food for Ah Xuan?"

The servant hurriedly told him that Yan Qingyao didn't eat dinner.

Li Shangming frowned, wondering if she had encountered some troubles in the company that made her lose her mind to eat.

"Give it to me." He was still worried, cut off the porridge, and took out the spare key to open the door.

The picture he imagined of the girl sitting beside the bed in distress did not appear, so he put the porridge down, and Li Shangming gently covered her with the quilt, and asked between his forehead: "Good night, good girl."

In the morning, the sun is just right.

Yan Qingyao opened her eyes in a daze, and struggled for a while before getting up.

Why does the sun rise so early every time?
After complaining about the industrious father-in-law Sun, Yan Qingyao remembered to check the time.

"Ah! I'm going to be late." Suddenly all the sleepy people ran away, she took care of herself in two steps, picked up a piece of bread, and urged the driver of Li's family to hurry up.

For a moment, the clean atmosphere in the morning was made extra lively.

Even Li Muran, who always slept until noon, couldn't help going downstairs to get angry: "Why are you arguing so early in the morning, why don't you keep people from sleeping!"

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a figure passed by her quickly, and there was no one in the blink of an eye.

Li Muran thought he was dreaming, so he went upstairs in a daze: "Can dreams be so real now?"

It's over!Not long after she was promoted, she took the lead in being late, so maybe those people who didn't look down on her would be so haunted by her.

"Master, hurry up!" Yan Qingyao urged again.

Along the way, Yan Qingyao finally realized the hardships of office workers.

After finally arriving at the building, she was almost pressed to check in successfully.

At the same time, someone's cell phone rang.

Shen Haochen raised his eyebrows, it seems that she woke up a bit late today.

Because of running too fast, Yan Qingyao's leg muscles were sore and itchy.

She gritted her teeth and walked into her office. As soon as she sat down, she quickly lifted up her skirt and scratched.

She didn't want Ye Miao to push the door and walk in, and stood there stupidly when she saw this scene.

Yan Qingyao: I have a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not.

She had just pulled the child back, what if her unreliable image fell into his eyes, made him unconfident, and then fell to the bottom.

Yan Qingyao almost wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Well, I knocked on the door." Ye Miao whispered with a blushing face.

Yan Qingyao sat up straight in embarrassment, although it was a bit late.

Then looking at Ye Miao's appearance, I felt inexplicably mutilating an innocent young man, so swollen!
"It's okay, I'm just measuring the circumference of my legs." Yan Qingyao opened her eyes and said nonsense.

"By the way, why did you come to see me?" She quickly changed the subject, trying to save her image that had just fallen from the altar.

Ye Miao seemed to have just remembered, "Ah" and said: "Sister Yan, I think, can you train harder?"

Yan Qingyao was stunned.

In the past, many trainees complained that the training was too tiring, and no one ever asked for a tighter schedule.

Yan Qingyao crossed her hands on the table, thought for a while and said, "Which aspect of training do you want to intensify?"

Ye Miao said without hesitation: "I want to exercise my physical strength and endurance."

"Why?" Yan Qingyao tapped the table with her finger.

But she could guess the general idea, and sure enough, Ye Miao replied: "This is my own shortcoming."

Yan Qingyao had this idea a long time ago, and at first she was worried that Ye Miao would not be able to bear it, but now that he proposed it, she naturally carried it out.

During the lunch break, Yan Qingyao slid to a certain private apartment on her mobile phone, thinking that it would be too inconvenient for her to go back and forth to Li's old house for work.

Now to finalize a residence, of course, this matter must be discussed with Li Shangming.

Contrary to her expectation, not only did Li Shangming not object, but he asked to take the initiative to help her move.