When Jiang Jinjin thought about his future life, he suddenly felt like a concubine.
However, she quickly adjusted her status, and she couldn't just go in and out like Pixiu. Since she wanted to use her identity as Mrs. Zhou to make money, she had to be bound by this identity. She had always been optimistic, and when she felt better again, she found Butler Yang and said, "Should I discuss it with... Zhou Yan's father first?"
She didn't know how to address Zhou Mingfeng.
It's not appropriate to call Zhou Mingfeng, but Mingfeng, even though she has a familiar temperament, she can't say it out loud.
Then Zhou Yan's father!
Butler Yang suggested with a smile: "It's morning over there, madam, you can call sir."
Jiang Jinjin wasn't surprised. If it was an ordinary couple, if the husband didn't call for so long on a business trip, he would have died long ago. But she really couldn't do anything to Zhou Mingfeng. Not only that, but she had to take the initiative to call him To show concern.
She readily responded: "Okay!"
Butler Yang was surprised.
Although he suggested this, he didn't think his wife would take the initiative to call her husband with her courage.
The husband and wife were married a month ago, which is surprising. He has been working here for more than ten years, and he has never seen his wife before the wedding. The wedding was so sudden that it is easy to think of a Word - flash marriage.
Butler Yang is someone who has been there. He has been in the Zhou family for more than ten years, and he has a certain understanding of Mr. Zhou.
The term "flash marriage" may be suitable for others, but it is too unsuitable for the husband.
The wife is indeed beautiful and unforgettable. However, her temperament is also very inconsistent with her appearance. She is very quiet and has such an appearance, but it can be easily overlooked. Not to mention that he is curious, there is no one in this villa who is not speculating and wondering what the husband is looking for in his wife.
Maybe other men will be fascinated by a beautiful face, but Mister will definitely not.
The question that has always puzzled Butler Yang seems to have some clues in the past few days.
It turns out that my wife has such a temper.
Could it be that I was not used to it before, or something happened.
The current wife is more beautiful than the previous wedding dress, and there is an inexhaustible vitality in the whole person, which makes people around her unable to help but be attracted.
Jiang Jinjin didn't know about Yang Butler Qu Huiwan's mental activities. She went upstairs and returned to the master bedroom, and found Zhou Mingfeng's number in the phone book.
Strange and strange, how could the original owner note that her husband is Mr. Zhou.
Or is this an offbeat taste
After finishing the draft, she dialed the number easily.
In the foreign branch office, after Zhou Mingfeng processed an email, he received a phone report from his assistant.
After knowing the good deeds his son did, Zhou Mingfeng also took it for granted. Since he was a child, his son did not know how many troubles he caused. Fortunately, it was not considered a crime. It was precisely because he knew that his son was not a bad person. He didn't take his son's temperament too seriously. It's normal for a boy to be a little hot-blooded at this age. Maybe it's not a good thing for him to be different.
Everything is the same as before, but the assistant added a sentence later: "The school may be more anxious and expressed the hope that parents will come over. Mr. Zhou, I called my wife, and my wife came over."
Zhou Mingfeng, who was about to sign the document, paused, "What?"
The assistant thought that Zhou Mingfeng did not agree with his actions, and was also very flustered.
He felt that he had done something wrong. At that time, the school said it was very serious and needed parents to come forward. He called Mr. Zhou but he couldn't get through. Of course, he didn't have the guts to make a deadly call while Mr. Zhou was sleeping, so his head became hot , unexpectedly thought of Mrs. Zhou, the stepmother.
Of course, he regretted it afterwards, but by the time he realized it, Mrs. Zhou had already returned from school.
Zhou Mingfeng quickly came back to his senses, and replied in the same tone as before: "En, I see."
Seeing that Zhou Mingfeng didn't seem to care about it, the assistant breathed more easily.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Mingfeng looked at the name he had signed and concentrated for a moment, but it was obvious that things like Jiang Jinjin's going to school were not worth taking time out of his busy schedule to speculate. Continuing to devote himself to work, after a while, the phone rang again, and looking down, it was Jiang Jinjin calling.
He didn't hesitate for too long, connected the phone, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Jinjin's ears numb in the villa.
what's the situation! The novel didn't say that Zhou Mingfeng's voice was so magnetic that it was a foul!
This is simply the ultimate benefit of voice control, and she finally knows that the so-called voice of jade is not an exaggeration.
Jiang Jinjin knew that this was a signal of heartbeat.
She seems to be easily moved by someone.
Beautiful and slender fingers, a clean smile, and sincere eyes, so before time travel, she liked many people and had unforgettable relationships. Friends once said that she was born suitable for dating and not suitable for marriage. It seems that everyone who knows her Everyone feels this way, even when she is in love, people around will worry about whether she will get bored soon.
She is addicted to love.
Fortunately, she woke up in time and turned around, Amitabha.
Zhou Mingfeng, male, thirty-nine years old, super rich, has a sixteen-year-old son...
It was like chanting scriptures in her mind, and it really worked.
Once she knew that he was the father of the hero of the novel, she couldn't treat him as a normal man. In a sense, she has not fully integrated into this world. What appears in her eyes and heart is a book, a world made up of paper figurines.
Alright, let's move on to the breakup mode.
Jiang Jinjin calmed down for a second, "Well, the butler said that it's morning over there, and I called you to discuss something with you."
She didn't know if the original owner communicated with him like this, she could only try her best to behave like an ordinary wife.
Zhou Mingfeng was still holding a pen in his hand, which had a good texture. When he heard her words, he raised his eyes slightly, but gave a "hmm", as if he was guiding her to continue talking.
Encouraged, Jiang Jinjin continued: "Isn't it that I don't have a job? I'm too busy. I thought about it, but I have nothing to do anyway. Why don't I just open a shop to pass the time? What do you think?"
Zhou Mingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and even put down the pen, his eyes briefly moved away from the computer screen, and moved to the dark gray sofa.
"Oh?"
Oh
Jiang Jinjin thought to himself, brother, although you have a nice voice, you shouldn’t be charged for words, right? Say a few more words and she won't go bankrupt.
"Is it possible?" Jiang Jinjin asked, "It's just outside the villa area."
"Um."
Jiang Jinjin was overjoyed, and decided not to bother with him, but he was stingy and said a few more words. With his approval, Jiang Jinjin wished to find someone to plan the store right away. Coincidentally, now Jiang Jinjin also felt that talking to Zhou Mingfeng on the phone was a "waste of time". After a few polite and meaningful greetings, she assumed herself as a wife, and said politely: "Then I won't bother you, you should rest there and take care of your body."
After she finished speaking, she didn't hear an answer for a few seconds, thinking that the overseas phone call was like this. In the past, when she made a video call with a certain ex-boyfriend who was studying abroad, there were often lags and delays.
"Um."
After hearing his answer, she said goodbye briskly and hung up the phone.
Jiang Jinjin originally thought that he would not meet the hero so soon.
After all, the male protagonist Zhou Yan is now a high school student. She leaves early and returns late every day. As long as she pays attention to herself, she won't meet him for a whole day.
But she forgot about the character of the hero, he is not a good baby who studies hard and abides by the school rules, he is already familiar with skipping classes.
In the evening, Jiang Jinjin was in a good mood. When he went out to inspect other shops, he bumped into Zhou Yan in the fruit shop.
Of course, what she reads is novels, not TV dramas, and there are no photos hanging anywhere she can see at home. As a stepmother, she must not break into the male lead's room at will, so until now, she still doesn't know how the male lead is. What does the Lord look like.
She was picking durians and almost bumped into the person next to her. After realizing it, she politely apologized: "I'm sorry."
Looking up, she froze.
In addition to the attribute of voice control, Jiang Jinjin is also a face control. The boyfriends he has dated in the past all have a common characteristic, that is, they are handsome.
The boy in front of me is more than 1.8 meters tall, with a thin figure, wearing a hooded sweater, refreshing and handsome, like a ray of sunshine in summer, which makes her, an old aunt, a feast for the eyes. Yes, why does she call herself old? Auntie, that's because she could tell right away that this boy is definitely not over eighteen years old.
unfair! Why didn't she have such a handsome male classmate when she was studying!
Jiang Jinjin likes good-looking boys, and also likes pretty girls. Looking at these little radish heads, she has no other dangerous thoughts except to take a few more glances to catch the youthful breath.
The boy in front of him frowned.
Jiang Jinjin thought, could it be that she bumped into him and it hurt
In the next second, the case was solved.
The driver came over and called out, "Master."
Jiang Jinjin's head was full of rambling thoughts, and when she heard the young master, she was still thinking: What kind of TV show should I play here.
Young master, what an old middle school title.
... No, wait!
She glanced at the driver with difficulty, and then at the handsome boy in front of her, feeling like a thousand troops passing by.
So, this is her now titular stepson
son?