Possessive

"dad……"

Mr. Xu was eating breakfast, and nodded to his only daughter Xu Yao.

"Eat breakfast."

Xu Yao sat down, and then ate a low-calorie slimming meal carefully prepared by her nutritionist.

After all, every bride wants to be the most beautiful woman in the world on her wedding day.

"Have you ever dealt with Mr. Zhou?"

Mr. Xu twitched the corners of his lips: "Do you want me to hold the thread for you?"

"Well, there is still a gap in the cooperation with Rong Heng, and Wei Chinian's bite is also pretty tight. We will win Mr. Zhou in seven or eight..."

That's what happened in the shopping mall. Even if they gave Wei Chinian a chance, would Wei Chinian let them go?

Since the two families are deadly rivals, let's make this deadly rival a reality.

Her father taught her that if you have friends you can't make, it's better to just push the other party to the point of no return, and boil the other party to death, so that the other party won't have any more threats to you.

"Do you think Wei Chinian has been in business for so many years, and he relies on luck?"

Mr. Xu picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Of course I don't think so, but since the choice is in the opposite direction, either he is forcing me to death or I am forcing him to death. Our two families are destined to be unable to be friends. It is better to kill the tiger directly than to keep the tiger in trouble!"

she said lightly.

The most cruel words were spoken in his mouth, but his face was indifferent.

Mr. Xu is very satisfied that his daughter can say such things.

This is his daughter!
It's a pity that the person surnamed Wei really doesn't give him any face.

Is his beloved daughter not as good as Qiao Xiaomai?
He probably also knew about Qiao Maimai's background. To them, that bit of career was nothing more than nonsense. They refused to even have a future for a woman. It seemed that Wei Chinian wasn't too shrewd.

"I can only help you connect. Whether this face can be given to you depends on your ability."

"Thank you dad."

Xu Yao smiled at her father.

"Don't thank me, I don't know if it will work or not. He has a weird personality, but let me give you a kind reminder that Mr. Zhou loves his wife very much."

Xu Yao frowned: "I've seen his wife before, she looks like..."

It's not that she judges by cover.

It's Mrs. Zhou's figure, which is really badly managed.

You know, in Mrs. Fu's circle, there are not many people who are in bad shape.

Even if she is old and fat, she will definitely not be fat, but Mrs. Zhou's figure is not an exaggeration to describe her figure as fat. In terms of appearance... there is really no trace of Mrs. Fu when she dresses up. breath.

It's easy to understand that such a woman is the main wife.

Such a woman is a man's true love?
Xu Yao thinks it's impossible.

"Mr. Zhou used to be self-made and suffered some setbacks. His wife was born very well and eloped with him. She suffered a lot in those years. Now it is also because of illness and medicine. Out of shape..."

"I see."

Xu Yao ate a few mouthfuls, got up and left the restaurant.

If her father hadn't told her, she really wouldn't know.

It is said that there will be a small charity event tomorrow, and Mrs. Zhou will be there.

*
"I may not be able to help you with anything." Qiao Xiaomai took the time to say something as she painted her eyebrows in the mirror.

"Huh?" Wei Chinian's long leg was resting on the other leg, and judging from his posture, he was very relaxed.

Of course, if you look at the clothes he is wearing at the moment, you will not think so.

There are really too many men in suits, even the agents who are selling houses on the street are wearing suits, but how does that compare with the man in front of you.

Wei Chinian depends on whether he is willing to pretend.

When he wanted to pretend, he had a kind of aristocratic demeanor of Mo Shangren Ruyu.

His hair was styled by a stylist, he doesn't talk, he doesn't mock others, his appearance is quite bluffing.

"I said, I might not be able to help."

"What can I do for you?" He raised an eyebrow.

He doesn't need his wife to please anyone, it's his job to please others.

As a man, he can call the wind and call the rain outside, or he can nod and bow down. He can do everything, but he can’t ask his wife to bow down. His wife is married to enjoy the blessings, and he wants to send all the glory and wealth to Joe. Mai Mai's hand, making all the women jealous of Qiao Maimai.

"Really no need?" she asked.

"Need not!"

"I said you have changed, but in fact it seems that you have not." The domineering energy is still full.

If he said he didn't need it, it must mean that he really didn't need it.

But Mai also knows that his company has encountered some problems recently, and what he is fighting with Rong Heng is a life-and-death situation. Rong Heng still has Mr. Xu as a shareholder, what about his side?

I sigh in my heart.

Now the two of them are on the same boat.

"I've never had to rely on women for anything."

Wei Chinian thinks that this is where he is the most machismo.

He needed a female companion for the occasion, so he had to take Qiao Xiaomai there, but...

Qiao Mai went to the scene just to attend the banquet, to have fun, and to make friends, he didn't need her to do anything.

He is different from the incapable man like Rong Heng.

"I'm not Rong Heng. I don't need to rely on my wife to please others in exchange for benefits."

Mai was speechless.

Let's talk about Rong Heng again!
He really didn't miss any chance to mock Rong Heng.

Rong Heng dug his family's ancestral grave in his previous life, right?

"I know you're amazing!"

"You just need to know that I am better than Rong Heng."

Mai Mai's workmanship is slippery, and the eyebrow pencil is not well controlled, so he draws a line.

"Look, I can't even listen to the eyebrow pencil."

Wei Chinian shrugged: "Maybe your eyebrow pencil is trying to tell you that what he said is right, Rong Heng is a softie who relies on women!"

Joe Mai: ...

At once……

I was speechless.

"I'll be fine soon."

Erase the drawn part, then re-edit, re-powder, and throw the powder in the bag.

"Okay, let's go."

*
Zhou Zhai-
"You don't need to talk to them. If you think you have a good relationship, you can chat a few words. If you don't think they are speculative, you don't need to say a word."

Mrs. Zhou smiled gently: "It's not good to do so much."

"It's nothing bad. I took you there just because I was afraid that you would be bored at home, not to make you feel uncomfortable."

"Is there anyone who needs special care?"

"No, I don't know them very well."

Mrs. Zhou shook her head helplessly, feeling that although her husband was dozens of years old, he really looked like a little boy in front of her.

Unreasonable.

How can a person do whatever he wants, her husband also has to socialize, and her husband also has to survive, how can this kind of temper not make enemies, only through her to improve the appearance of the impression.

Mrs. Zhou felt that although she only gave birth to a pair of twin daughters, she actually raised three children.

The eldest child is the husband!

"Okay, I see, I ignore them."