Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

An Qi vomited blood.

Eve is his little white moonlight, so she does everything right. Being cunning and cunning means she is clever and smart. She can make use of relationships by going through the back door... Everything she does is an advantage.

How could she be compared to a simple container?

No matter what he does, it's all his faults, weaknesses, and all kinds of dislikes.

If you say anything, you will be ridiculed to death.

It’s a double standard ceiling!

While she was cursing, Lu Junyan's cell phone rang. She took the opportunity to glance over and it was Eve.

He went to the balcony to answer the phone, and his voice was very low. An Qi tried to open her ears as wide as possible, but she couldn't hear what was said.

No need to guess, they must be some ambiguous love words, and she cannot be allowed to hear them.

Lu Junyan hung up the phone, walked back and picked up the coat on the sofa, "It's time for me to go. Only through competition can you make progress. It's not a bad thing for you."

An Qi was speechless and made a face at his back.

She was sure that he was going to have a private meeting with Eve.

A dissolute guy has no moral integrity at all.

However, she is not the one being greened. Poor Lin Wanshu is about to grow green grassland on her head!

After eating an apple, she entered the room and turned around to find that the oil painting on the shelf was missing.

She quickly went to Aunt Lan's room and knocked on the door, "Aunt Lan, where is my painting?"

"The young master...threw him into the trash can."

Aunt Lan sighed.

She originally thought about buying a picture frame and hanging the painting, but unexpectedly, the young master entered the room as soon as he arrived, grabbed the painting, and tore it into pieces without saying a word.

She was still worried whether Xiaoqi had made the young master unhappy and would have a quarrel later, but fortunately it was calm afterwards.

Maybe the young master simply doesn't like this painting.

An Qi fainted. She went to the trash can and saw the horrible pile of debris. She was so angry!

What kind of style is this?

Why should I tear up his painting?

Excessive!

I must ask him clearly tomorrow.

……

The next day, the weekly meeting.

An Qi glanced at Lu Junyan and Eve. They were both refreshed and refreshed. It must have been the gentle spring breeze last night that made them love each other.

The image of the two of them making love to each other immediately appeared in her mind, and she suddenly had goosebumps everywhere.

Sewage!

She crossed her arms and rubbed them.

Lu Junyan saw it keenly and frowned slightly.

Leng didn't know how to wear a coat. Do you want to freeze his child?

He immediately asked his secretary to turn off the air conditioner.

As a newcomer, Eve was the first to make a report. She formally proposed to compete with An Qi for the position of director.

"My proposal is that Manager An and I will each lead a team to design new products for this winter. Whoever sells more products will win. I don't know if Manager An is willing. After all, the designers in the department now want to join me. There are only four assistant designers left under Manager An.”

This is clearly a provocation from Chi Guoguo!

She has dominated the design department, and her opponents should surrender obediently and get out in a smooth ball!

Why couldn't An Qi hear it?

She was very calm and smiled slightly: "The four of them are enough. I completed the Flower Language series by myself, and I did the Mystery and Secret Language series with Jenny and Mark. No one else participated. There weren't many people." , and in the essence!”

The Flower Language series has already broken MG's sales record, while the Mystery and Secret Language series have only been launched for a few days, and orders have already piled up. Major jewelry factories are stepping up production and are about to set a new sales record again.

An Qi's two simple sentences clearly divided the credit. No matter how many people she has in Eve's hands, they are all useless people. What's the use?

How could Lu Junyan not hear the connotation of her words? There was an imperceptible slight arc at the corner of his mouth.

When it comes to which one is better at talking and kung fu, she is second to none, and no one dares to be first.

A sinister cold light flashed in Eve's eyes, but she still maintained her smile, "Since Manager An is so confident, it's been decided."

She acted like a superior to her subordinates, and An Qi didn't bother to care.

Whoever laughs last is the king!

Coming out of the conference room, An Qi followed Lu Junyan, looking for an opportunity to ask about the painting. Eve passed by him and walked to Lu Junyan's side, "Brother Junyan, shall we have lunch together?"