Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Qian opened her eyes wide and looked at the familiar room for a few more times before she lifted the quilt. The dream yesterday was so realistic that she still remembers it to this day.

Fu Yicheng came out of the shower just in time to meet Wen Qian.

Wen Qian got a headache from being hit by Fu Yicheng's hard chest, and screamed: "Oh—"

Fu Yicheng hurriedly lowered his head to check: "Are you okay? Why are you so careless?"

Wen Qian knocked on Fu Yicheng's chest: "Why didn't you say hello when you came out?" Instead, she blamed her for being careless.

Fu Yicheng knew that Wen Qian was angry about getting up, so he wasn't angry at all, but thought Wen Qian was cute like this.

"Okay, little confused, go in and wash up."

Fu Yicheng's doting tone made Wen Qian feel that she was being molested, she didn't dare to look directly at him, she lowered her head and hid in the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, she found that her face was as red as an overripe apple, and Wen Qian quickly poured water to cool it down.

While patting his cheeks, he said: "I'm an old couple, can't I be a little more confident?"

He hates his own face.

Fu Yicheng stood at the door and heard these words, smiled, and left satisfied.

While eating breakfast, Fu Yicheng suddenly said, "Come with me to a dinner today."

Wen Qian was in a bad mood in an instant: "I finally had a rest today." She had to accompany Fu Yicheng to the dinner even though the studio was free, and she was resisting with all her body and mind.

"Don't worry, it will be soon. Isn't your contract with Chengye expired? You don't want to listen to the boss now?"

Fu Yicheng had already guessed that Wen Qian would use various excuses to refuse next, so he could only bring out the thing that Wen Qian could not refuse.

Wen Qian's fingers changed from curled to straight, and then from straight to curled, changing multiple expressions: "You are cruel."

This time I went in the capacity of Mrs. Fu Yicheng. I heard that other directors would bring their wives, so Wen Qian dressed up a bit more grandly.

"Can you notify me in advance next time so that I can be mentally prepared."

"Are you sure it's psychological preparation, not escape preparation?"

Wen Qian's thoughts were once again seen through by Fu Yicheng. If Fu Yicheng notified her in advance, she would go to sleep at Tu Meiling's house, so that Fu Yicheng would not be able to find her.

Wen Qian didn't expect to see the eight she knew at the dinner, the rose who appeared on Fu Yicheng's desk last time.

Didn't you agree that you will bring real wives?How could women from this romantic place also come?

The other wives also had the same doubts in their hearts. There were three real wives including Wen Qian.

Rose nodded to Fu Yicheng and Wen Qian, but Fu Yicheng ignored them.

Wen Qian nodded back out of politeness, and quietly leaned into Fu Yicheng's ear: "How can she come?"

"She is Mr. Zhou's girlfriend." Although she is not his wife, she is considered real.

Wen Qian became curious about Mr. Zhou who hadn't arrived yet. He didn't know how many cuckolds his girlfriend had put on him.

And actually let Fu Yicheng wait, this Mr. Zhou is a character.

As soon as Wen Qian finished evaluating Mr. Zhou in her heart, Mr. Zhou came.

He is a middle-aged man with a square face. He is meticulously groomed and smells like perfume on his body, but the perfume for men is not strong.

When Mr. Zhou came in, he greeted Fu Yicheng first, and Fu Yicheng was the most important person present.

"Master Fu, this is Mrs. Zun."

"Yes."

"Sure enough, the country is overwhelmed by the city. Master Fu is so lucky."

Wen Qian was praised, but she had no intention of being happy. She always felt that Mr. Zhou was smirking.

After greeting other directors one after another, Mr. Zhou sat down next to Rose and wrote Rose's oil in front of everyone.

Rose also had a look of enjoyment, Wen Qian couldn't bear to watch, and looked away without any trace.

"The main reason for inviting everyone to come today is for the development of the land on the outskirts of the eastern city. Everyone knows that."

Once the land on the outskirts of the eastern city is developed, the land area of ​​J City will be increased by a quarter, and only those present here can join forces to have such a large amount of financial resources.

"Mr. Zhou, I heard that the government is going to expropriate this land. Can you contact the government?" a bald director asked.

If half of their development is taken away by the government, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"It's not a problem with the government. This opportunity doesn't come all the time."

Another fat-headed director touched his stomach: "Mr. Zhou, the verbal guarantee is too hasty."

"Yes." The slightly thinner director agreed.

Fu Yicheng didn't move, and Wen Qian didn't open his mouth. After drinking half a glass of drink, he always felt that this topic was too profound. He didn't know the purpose of Mr. Zhou's request to bring his real wife.

Fu Yicheng's silence aroused Mr. Zhou's idea: "Master Fu has nothing to say?"

"Didn't Mr. Zhou say that only wives can come? Why does Rose appear here?"

Fu Yicheng asked all the doubts in the hearts of the wives.

Rose originally just wanted to sit quietly until the end, but since Fu Yicheng mentioned her, she was not polite.

"Master Fu still remembered Rose's name, Rose was flattered." After speaking, he winked at Fu Yicheng.

Wen Qian's face turned cold instantly: "Miss Rose is very scheming."

"Mrs. Fu, is that wink just now? I threw it at you."

Wen Qian was surprised for a moment, and then felt disgusted. Why is Rose winking at her?
"A look like Mrs. Fu shouldn't be wasted. I'm short of people here. If Mrs. Fu is interested, I welcome you at any time. The salary is definitely three times higher than your current income."

As soon as Rose finished speaking, the whole box fell into deathly silence. She was blatantly humiliating Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng.

Fu Yicheng flung his eyes at him without asking for money.

Wen Qian also shook her body, keeping her distance from Rose, her stomach churning.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Rose often does this?" You don't care?

Mr. Zhou moved his lips: "She is like this, I can't control her."

It seems that the relationship between Mr. Zhou and Rose is different from what Wen Qian thought.

"Since Mr. Zhou doesn't care, I don't mind doing it for you." Fu Yicheng pinched his knuckles and kicked Rose's stool over. Even though Rose was prepared, she was still thrown into a mess.

"I don't even look at who I am, how dare I come up with such a bad idea."

Rose calmly patted the ashes on her skirt and stood up, as if she wasn't the one who was kicked to the ground just now: "Master Fu is so strong."

Mr. Zhou is not happy anymore, Fu Yicheng treated Rose like this in front of him, it's too embarrassing for him: "Master Fu, even if Rose said something wrong, there's no need to be so angry."

"Mr. Zhou's words are wrong. My husband is just arguing for me. I will punish Miss Rose with a fine wine."

Without waiting for Mr. Zhou to speak, Wen Qian boldly drank the wine in the glass.