The daughter-in-law of a wealthy family does not lie flat

Lu Qing saw Zhang Mingming walking towards her with a tray in his hand, twisting his steps and asking, "What's the matter?"

"Master, Madam! Madam is back and said that she forgot to give the shoes to the Master and asked me to bring them to him." Her voice was exceptionally gentle.

Lu Qing opened the box and found a pair of old-fashioned cloth shoes inside.

"Did the madam tell me where these shoes came from?"

"Yes, Madam said, these are handmade shoes she made at the Friends Club. She made two pairs, one for the eldest young master and one for the third young master."

Fu Yanheng was also surprised when he heard that Ming Sicun made them himself, "These shoes are not easy to make. Does your wife have this skill?"

Zhang Mingming raised his head and looked into Fu Yanheng's eyes. "Master, before you came here, Madam asked you to try the size. Let me help you try it!"

Fu Yanheng didn't dare to make eye contact with her, "No, no, I can do it myself."

Fu Yanheng was originally wearing soft slippers, so he put them on to try them on directly.

The front was fine, but the back was a bit tight and difficult to lift. Fu Yanheng was about to lift his heels himself when Zhang Mingming immediately squatted down and did it for him.

Lu Qing had her back to them and was combing her hair in front of the mirror, and everything could be seen clearly in the mirror.

From his angle, Fu Yanheng could naturally see what Lu Qing was doing, but Zhang Mingming couldn't see it and just thought that Lu Qing had her back to them.

While adjusting his shoes, she casually stroked Fu Yanheng's calves and feet with her fingertips. She didn't stand up, but just raised her head to ask him if it was suitable.

She was wearing a goose yellow Chinese cotton and linen summer dress today. The collar was loose, revealing her fair neck. It didn't look like anything special when viewed straight ahead, but when viewed from above, it was a beautiful sight of snow-white scenery.

Fu Yanheng felt that the days passed by were like years. He stood up quickly and said, "Very good, these shoes fit. Go back and tell your wife!"

Zhang Mingming stood up gracefully, said goodbye and left, leaving behind a scent of perfume.

Fu Yanheng closed the door and said, "Wife, you saw it, this is not my business! This guy is crazy! He took advantage of me!"

Lu Qing threw the comb onto the dressing table. "Do you think I'm blind? A toad is lying on your feet. It doesn't bite you, but it irritates you. I'm going to fire her."

"I agree! I agree 100%! This person is useless and only knows how to frame me. If she doesn't leave, I'll have a hard time. Let's start tomorrow, no, let's start tonight!"

"It's enough for you to know about this. I have my own decision on when to open the door. Open the door. What a damn perfume. It's killing me."

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll drive, I'll drive, just don't smoke my good wife."

Zhang Mingming was walking on the way back, feeling very proud. She interpreted the panic in Fu Yanheng's eyes as his attraction to her. Seeing that the task was accomplished, she couldn't help feeling both shy and happy.

Gan Meng kept asking her to take various videos of their home, and even secretly take videos of their family members eating and such. She could make money just by moving her fingers. After sending these videos, she received big red envelopes immediately.

"Life will really get better! After she sleeps with Fu Yanheng, she will have a villa similar to the East Building, hire a few servants to serve her, and live the life of Lin Luqing! If she can give birth to a son, maybe she can inherit the family business in the future! Why not? After all, she is younger and more beautiful than Lin Luqing. By then, the whole family will fawn on her and flatter her. Even though she is a woman, I'm afraid she can be included in the family tree."

Thinking about these things, Zhang Mingming couldn't help but hum a song.

"You smell like her perfume. It's my nose that's guilty..."

The dinner was very sumptuous, just for the match between Fu Junlin and his team.

Even though the two brothers were just joking and were amateurs among amateurs, the Fu family had always taken the competition very seriously.

From childhood to adulthood, games, homework, exams, evaluations, sports meets, and various election competitions are essentially no different from the competition in society when we grow up.

If a child is more Buddhist since childhood, has no ambition at all, and is willing to win or lose, then he is destined not to be an ambitious person.

It is not to say that such people are bad. On the contrary, such people may be very kind and peaceful, but it is indeed difficult for them to become an excellent entrepreneur, a person who dares to challenge, or a qualified heir to a family.

This is what Fu Daishi’s father asked of him, and this is also what he asked of his children.

So at dinner tonight, Fu Daishi raised his glass and said, "I'm very happy today. The two brothers have made great progress in their playing. They have improved their bodies and increased their wisdom. I propose that we all have a toast to congratulate them!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.

Fu Junlin was not convinced, "Brother, let's make an appointment next time. I'm still thinking about your butterfly clapper."

Fu Yanheng laughed loudly, "It seems that you haven't lost enough. What are you going to lose to me next time?"

Seeing how harmonious the two brothers were, Lu Qing was happy. Three brothers couldn't all become enemies, right?

Master Fan roasted sea fish and stewed pork ribs soup tonight, using northern coastal cooking methods. He also made some Spanish mackerel dumplings. Knowing that Fu Junlin loves meat, he made a special dish of meat and seafood.

Ming Sicun was eating dumplings and said inexplicably, "It's almost August 15th."

Fu Dai pretended not to hear, and Fu Yanheng and Lu Qing did not respond. Only Fu Junlin said frankly, "Mom, it's Mid-Autumn Festival again. Do you miss grandma and grandpa? How about I go back with you to see uncle?"

"Ah, no need. Your uncle came to Haicheng for business this week, so we just met."

Fu Junlin said nothing.

Fu Yanheng smiled and said, "Mom, the shoes you made for me are so nice. I have to keep them well and I can't bear to wear them."

Ming Sicun said, "Only you and the third brother have it. Your father and Yuanji don't have it yet."

Back in the East Building, Lu Qing couldn't help but ask as soon as she reached the bedroom, "What does your mother mean? Does she want the second son and his family to come back again? Why did she say those things? Is she planning to win people's hearts with a pair of shoes?"

"Don't be angry, she's just like that, didn't you see that dad didn't respond?"

"Now, we have children, and there are things we really can't tolerate. If we put a time bomb around us, in the long run, good people will also get sick, and it would save them the trouble of poisoning!"

Fu Yanheng also agreed, "If mom really wants to do this, we can move out. What building is yours?"

"Yongjingtai."

"Yes, let's do it quickly. We can move out anytime when it's done."

Lu Qing said, "The preliminary plan has been approved. Now it involves several patents. We can start construction at any time after the negotiation. We don't have any other houses to live in. There are at least two or three empty villas. The villa I bought for your mother has not come to live in it, so it is also idle."

"Okay, I'll find some time to find someone to pack a set first, just in case."

"How can you have time? Aren't you going to open a new factory? Let me do it."

The couple was chatting when Lu Qing received a message on her phone. She clicked on it and saw only one word: "Promotion."