My 1991

The studio door finally opened slowly in an indescribable atmosphere.

When he saw not only Lu An and Meng Qingchi, but also Huang Ting's aunt and nephew outside the door, Ye Run became even more nervous and secretly relieved.

What's even more stressful is that in addition to Meng Qingchi, he also has to face Huang Ying's scrutinizing gaze.

He breathed a sigh of relief: Today is a big scene where a pig's head is dipped in oil. With Huang Ting as a big target, a little shrimp like me shouldn't be able to attract fire, right?

Well, Ye Run was still led astray by Lu An's words of "little wife", which inadvertently labeled herself as having a close relationship with someone.

Inside and outside the door, several people looked at each other for a while. After that, Ye Run said nothing. She didn't know what to say in this situation. So he quickly turned aside and let a few people in.

Lu An stepped in the door first, then took out the slippers that had been prepared for Meng Qingchi, and then found shoes for Huang Ying and Huang Ting.

Huang Ying glanced at the cotton slippers on Meng Qingchi's feet, then glanced at her own and her niece's, and immediately made a preliminary judgment: Lu An was very concerned about Meng Qingchi's arrival and was well prepared; but she and Tingting just happened to hit each other by accident. I accidentally became an invitee.

With this understanding, Huang Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at Lu An slowly with a different look.

Tingting had been in a relationship with him for almost two years, and he slept with her for two years. She was devoted to him, but in the end she got this kind of treatment?

This is uncomfortable for everyone!

No one can stand it!

The Huang family was not an ordinary family, it was also well-known in Wuhu. Miao Miao, the only third generation direct descendant, was treated differently, which made Huang Ying a little angry out of the blue.

If the other party was Yu Guanzhi, she wouldn't be so angry.

After all, the Yu family is different. No matter how arrogant Huang Ying is, she would not dare to touch others easily in the face of absolute strength.

But who is Meng Qingchi?

Huang Ying is currently not very sure who Meng Qingchi is, but she has been mixed up for a long time and has developed a style of doing things based on strength and interests.

But having said that, my heart is not divided, but Huang Ying can climb to where she is today, so she won't be overjoyed. Her ability to endure is quite impressive.

She won't make the next move until she understands today's situation.

Huang Ying will keep her temper until she understands her eldest niece's exact attitude towards Lu An.

But all in all, Lu An's rating with Huang Ying dropped a lot today.

No one present could know what Huang Ying was thinking. Even if Huang Ting knew it, at most she would just hide and cry secretly instead of openly complaining to her sister-in-law.

Because she chose this path herself.

Because Lu An was chosen by herself.

No one can blame anyone for this.

She doesn't want to show her incompetence and weakness in front of others.

I also don’t want others to think that I am just a doormat.

Huang Yingjing, Lu An, who has lived in two lives, is not confused. When this sister-in-law's aura changed, he realized something was wrong?

After thinking about it carefully and carefully filtering all the scenes from the meeting downstairs to now, he immediately understood that the problem was with the shoes.

He deliberately waited until Ye Run brought a cup of tea to Sister Qingchi, then he handed a cup of tea to Huang Ying and asked with a smile:

"Sister-in-law, do these shoes fit you? When I bought Huang Ting shoes last year, I bought them together. She said your feet are about the same size, so she bought them in the same size."

Huang Ying was surprised, "Did Tingting buy these shoes? Did she buy them for me?"

Lu An nodded: "No, my sister-in-law often comes to Nanjing University. Huang Ting said that it is better to go up a size for cotton-padded slippers. It is more comfortable to go up a size, so she bought the large size at the beginning."

Meng Qingchi took a sip of tea, sat on the sofa and watched the scene quietly, still making no sound.

In fact, as soon as Xiao An said it, she knew he was lying, but she didn't point it out.

In other words, in front of outsiders, Xiao An is her Xiao An, the closest to her, and there is no reason to help outsiders.

Ye Run also saw through someone's disguise. Because she spends the most time with him, and she handles all the daily necessities in the house, including cotton mops.

However, Ye Run had the same thoughts as Meng Qingchi: He wasn't lying to himself, so what did he care about? Just treat it as a learning experience and watch a show. If he dares to fool himself like this in the future, I will definitely blow his head off.

Huang Ting was the most confused at the scene, but when her sister-in-law cast her gaze over, she had no choice but to act according to Lu An's idea: to excuse Lu An.

Huang Ting sat down next to her sister-in-law, shook the shoes on her feet, and said with a smile: "A Wan bought the shoes for renting the house. This is also my first time selling shoes. I have no experience, so I bought a size larger. ”

In one sentence, she not only closed the loophole in the rental shoes' fit, but also helped her man get rid of her sister-in-law's anger.

But when she realized it later, she felt very painful. She felt like a monkey in the circus, pretending to be strong in front of Ye Run.

Huang Ting was not sure whether Meng Qingchi could see through the lies, but she knew that Ye Run was behind everything in the studio.

I once saw Ye Run shopping for groceries.

I once saw Ye Run washing bedding and buying shoes and socks, including his quilt, including his shoes and socks.

Therefore, Huang Ting knew very well that what she did could not be hidden from Ye Run.

Perhaps, in Ye Run's eyes, these are all jokes.

Although she had a long talk with Ye Run at noon and her wariness towards Ye Run was reduced to the lowest level, after all, the other party was her man's best friend and her love rival. How could Huang Ting endure it?

I felt particularly uncomfortable.

Meng Qingchi had been secretly observing Huang Ting, and when he saw that this extremely beautiful girl was willing to help Xiao An lie, he was a little surprised and at the same time he felt a little bit of recognition for her.

No matter what position Huang Ting is in? Will he become Qingshui's strong rival in the future? But after all, I still love Xiao An.

For Meng Qingchi, as long as he is good to Xiaoan, no matter what his position is? She always brings a hint of kindness to her supervisor.

Ye Run also saw Huang Ting's humiliation, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Because she suddenly thought of herself at this moment.

Huang Ting still has her beloved sister-in-law, but what about herself?

Who helps?

My father passed away early, my mother is far away, and I have no brothers or sisters. Does it all depend on his attitude whether I will be happy in the future?

It all depends on whether he is in love with his old love or not?

All depends on his charity?

Thinking of this, Ye Run cut off the ridiculous thought in a depressed manner: Who wants to follow him?

Even a dog wouldn't follow this kind of fancy carrot!

Feeling resentful in his heart, Ye Run lost interest in watching the show and ran to the kitchen with long legs. There was still stew in the pot and he almost forgot about it.

With her niece's personal words, Huang Ying temporarily suppressed the matter, took the tea, and turned to explore Meng Qingchi's details.

ps: There was a power outage in the town yesterday, so I’m going to give you a feeble explanation at the end.

As for some big bosses saying they want to abandon books, March is very understandable and has no shame in making any excuses.

One thing to say is, how many readers are still reading this book? The bosses actually know it. The lackluster reviews of the book show everything. If I mention it in March, I will feel that it is selling poorly, so I won’t say it anymore.

There are no results, and generally no motivation to write. What March is doing now is no longer thinking about how much royalties to earn, but pursuing the completion of the book. Otherwise, if you have to judge based on your grades, I believe many authors would have cut it off already.

But having said that, this book was the result of March’s poor health and inability to update it, so I can’t blame others. I suffered everything myself and had to finish it on my knees.

Finally, I just want to say something weakly: Shura Field is too difficult to write! Writing about Shura Field without descending wisdom is more difficult than climbing to heaven, and it is extremely painful. I hope everyone can understand it.