Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Wen Liang knew it was Fu Shifan as soon as she heard it. She looked over and saw a pretty girl jogging towards her.

When Fu Shifan came closer, she shook the camera in her hand, "Fanfan, you are here too. Auntie comes here to work."

Fu Shifan's eyes lit up, "So, are you done with your work? Aunt, can you take me out to play?"

Old Wilson: “…”

He cleared his throat, walked out of the office, and glanced at Wen Liang meaningfully, "Carol, Ms. Wen still has work to do, please don't disturb her."

The more Carol interacts with Wen Liang, the less close she becomes to her daughter, and old Wilson won't let this happen.

Wen Liang had a little insight and knew what to do.

Upon hearing this, Fu Shifan pursed her lips, blinked, and looked at Wen Liang pitifully.

Wen Liang was so soft-hearted that he looked up and said to Old Wilson in English, "My work for today is done. Carol won't disturb me."

Fu Shifan's face was filled with joy, and he said to Old Wilson in English, "Yeah! Grandpa, you should work hard today. I'm going to play with my aunt."

Old Wilson: “!”

He stared at Wen Liang sinisterly.

This woman is so annoying!

Wen Liang pretended not to see the expression on Old Wilson's face and smiled at him, "Mr. Wilson, I will take Fanfan away first. I will send her to your house in the evening."

It's not like she didn't know what old Wilson meant.

But why should she do things according to his ideas?

If Ilia wants to win Fanfan's favor, she should exchange it with sincerity and time instead of letting Fanfan stay away from her.

If Ilia doesn't change herself, Fanfan will not like Ilia even if he becomes estranged from her.

White's face darkened.

The little girl spoke Chinese. At first, except for Wen Liang, Old Wilson, and White and others, no one paid attention to it.

After hearing the subsequent conversation, White realized that the little girl was Mr. Wilson's granddaughter, but she also had a good relationship with the Chinese photographer.

This Chinese photographer really has no sense at all. Didn't he see that Mr. Wilson didn't want Carol to go with her? !

Mr. Wilson has been offended again!

So White couldn't help but say, "Fei, don't you have to hurry up and edit the photos? The magazine will soon be delivered to the factory for printing samples. Where do you have time to go out and play?"

Old Wilson's eyes lit up and he looked at White with appreciation.

Seeing this, White puffed out his chest even more and looked at Wen Liang questioningly.

"Don't worry, I will submit the manuscript within the deadline." Wen Liang said.

When she took on the shooting assignment yesterday, she asked Amy, the editor-in-chief of the entertainment magazine. She needed four retouched photos and the submission was required within three days after the shooting. Half a day's delay was nothing. The illustrations for financial magazines were not as detailed as those for entertainment magazines. She could retouch the photo of old Wilson first. The submission period for entertainment magazines was long, so she could retouch it later.

"What if you can't hand it in? The entire progress will be affected by you. If the magazine can't be published on time..."

"If I breach the contract, I will pay compensation according to the contract."

White: "..."

It seems... right.

However, when the bullet was at the muzzle, it suddenly misfired, and White felt... very uncomfortable.

"That's right. If aunt can't hand in the manuscript, I will help her compensate." Fu Shifan put his hands on his hips and glared at White fiercely.

She has saved a lot of money in her little piggy bank!

She also has shares in her uncle's company. Although her uncle is holding the shares on her behalf, the dividends at the end of the year will be given to her! !

Seeing this, Old Wilson had no choice but to step forward, look at Wen Liang, and say, "Okay, take Carol out to play, and send her back before nine o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, let's go first."

"Bye, Grandfather."

Fu Shifan followed Wen Liang happily.

"Fanfan, how have you been at your grandfather's house these days?" Wen Liang asked as they walked.

Fu Shifan frowned and said, "Grandpa and grandma are very kind to me."

Whatever she needed, her grandfather would satisfy her.

However, she still felt something was strange, perhaps because she was not familiar with it yet.

"That's great. Where do you want to go today? What do you want to play?"

"It's all right."

As long as I'm with my aunt, I can watch cartoons at home.

So Wen Liang asked Liang Fei to drive to a nearby town, where they took in the natural scenery and visited the zoo and botanical garden.

Coming out of the botanical garden, Wen Liang and Fu Shifan happened to meet Lin Jiamin.

This time she was alone.

Lin Jiamin also saw them and quickly walked forward to block their way, "Xiaoliang, you guys are here to play too, what a coincidence."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at Fu Shifan greedily.

This is Ilia's daughter.

No wonder she is smart and beautiful.

Fu Shifan's scalp tingled when he was stared at. He hid behind Wen Liang and pulled her clothes, "Bad woman! Go away!"

Lin Jiamin: "..."

"Don't be afraid, Fanfan. Let's go now."

Wen Liang was too lazy to pay attention to Lin Jiamin, so he walked around her and left.

After walking away, Fu Shifan looked back, his eyes widened, and said angrily, "Humph, I wonder what this bad woman wants to do!"

The little girl has a very good memory. She remembers it clearly the last time that the bad woman took her and her aunt to the hospital and forced them to apologize!

"Don't worry about her."

"Oh, by the way, Auntie, why does she call you Xiaoliang?"

"...Fanfan, she is actually my aunt's biological mother."

Fu Shifan was stunned, "So she is still alive?"

For so long, she had never heard her aunt mention her grandma and thought she was dead!

Wen Liang couldn't help laughing, "Yes, she is still alive, but she remarried when I was a child, and she doesn't have a good relationship with my aunt. Just pretend she doesn't exist."

"Oh." Fu Shifan nodded her head, and then thought of something else, and said, "Is she treating aunt like the strange aunt treats me?"

"almost."

"They are the same type of people. You can tell from their faces that they are not good people... Well, come to think of it, I think they look a bit alike!"

Hearing this, Wen Liang thought about it carefully and felt that Lin Jiamin and Ilia were indeed a little similar, but she didn't take it to heart.

After returning in the evening, she went to the supermarket to buy dumpling skins, prepared the dumpling fillings that Fu Shifan liked, and taught her how to make dumplings.

The little girl wrapped it crookedly, but Wen Liang didn't count on her at all.

After dinner, Wen Liang sent Fu Shifan back to Wilson Manor.

Going back to Jiangcheng now would waste too much time on the plane, so Wen Liang planned to submit the retouched photos for the financial magazine before returning home.

So, after finalizing the four negatives, she started the busy photo editing time the next day.

A day and a half later, the photo editing was completed, and Wen Liang packaged the four retouched photos and sent them to the corresponding editor.

About half an hour later, the editor replied by email: "The photo is not up to standard, please reprocess it."

When Wen Liang saw this email, he was stunned.

It shouldn't be.

She stayed up late yesterday and got up this morning to continue editing the photos. She put a lot of effort into each photo and it will definitely meet the standards for magazine printing.

So she replied to the email: "Excuse me, what exactly is wrong with it? This way I can know how to correct it."

The editor never responded.

Wen Liang looked at the photos one by one. The accuracy was good enough, but maybe there was something wrong with the layout?

She tried adjusting the photo size and layout again and sent it to the editor.

The editor replied after a while: "Still not working, re-edit it."

Wen Liang: "!"

She immediately replied: “Why not?!!”

You tell me ahhhh!

The editor played dead again.

Wen Liang gritted his teeth!

Could it be that White was targeting her because she didn't give him face on the day of the shoot? !