"Say, what's going on?"
"If anyone, especially the Wang family, asks you about my marriage, you can't tell them anything."
"What's wrong?"
Yue Tingfeng said simply: "The Wang family has recently robbed my company of business. You don't have to worry so much and just pretend you don't know anything. If they ask, just say you don't know. Especially about Qingsi's identity, you must not tell anyone. You tell my uncle and aunt at home."
Mrs. Su nodded: "Okay, I understand, don't worry."
Sure enough, as soon as she hung up the phone, Mrs. Su received a call from Mrs. Wang's family, inviting her to be a guest.
Mrs. Su agreed with a smile, hung up the phone, and snorted.
Sure enough, there is something fishy about the Wang family.
Although she was satisfied with the granddaughter of Lao Wang's family at the beginning, now that Tingfengdu and Qingsi are married, she is not stupid enough to help outsiders.
So the old lady went to Wang's house empty-handedly, and when she came back, she brought more.
As soon as she left, Wang Xiyu called home anxiously.
When her grandma said she didn't ask who Yue Tingfeng's wife was, she was surprised: "You didn't ask? How could it be? Haven't you and Grandma Su always been friends?"
"Yes, we have a friendship, but when I asked, she didn't say anything. She just said that Yue Tingfeng was getting married, but they just received the certificate and hadn't held the wedding yet. Moreover, they were too busy with work. She didn’t go to Su’s house, so she hasn’t seen it and doesn’t know.”
Wang Xiyu gritted her teeth. Yue Tingfeng must have specifically told this. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence.
Mrs. Yue is the only daughter of the Su family, and Yue Tingfeng is very favored by the Su family. How could the Su family not see him get married
Yue Tingfeng was harder to deal with than she thought. It seemed like she had to recalculate.
…
In the evening, Yue Tingfeng went home to have dinner with Yan Qingsi, and then watched TV together, watching Yan Qingsi's "Quiet". Seeing the scene of her hugging Leng Ran, Yue Tingfeng said jealously: " When filming in the future, you must choose the script carefully."
Yan Qingsi pinched his face: "This script has been very, very clean for you to find someone to change. Even the kissing scenes are borrowed, and some are simply stand-ins. How can you do it?"
Yue Tingfeng hugged her tightly: "Let's find a substitute for the hug."
Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes at him: "Then why don't you just film with me?"
"That's okay. Didn't Mai Wenjie say that it would be a pity not to be an actor with my face?"
Yan Qingsi said with a straight face, pretending to be angry: "Does being an actor make money as a boss? I don't want to make good money and talk to your wife, but I don't want to make progress and want to be an actor."
Yue Tingfeng laughed: "What the boss said is true. What the boss said is so right. I will definitely make good money..."
After a while, Yan Qingsi opened her mouth and yawned, and Yue Tingfeng asked: "Why do you feel sleepy so early today? You didn't sleep well during the day."
Yan Qingsi shook her head: "No, I slept for two hours in the afternoon. I don't know what's wrong. I always feel tired recently. It's probably... tired."
Yue Tingfeng sighed, "Go to sleep when you're tired. Let's go upstairs and sleep."
He picked up Yan Qingsi, went upstairs, returned to the bedroom and put Yan Qingsi down.
After such a while in the company, Yan Qingsi actually fell asleep. He smiled, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the face.
After covering Yan Qingsi with a quilt, Yue Tingfeng took out his laptop. He had to finish his work.