Tang Yunsheng would say such words, he must have heard some movement. Song Qiyue didn’t understand the inside story, because she was not in a shopping mall at the moment, so how would she know about these relationships? It’s a long-term issue. She couldn’t help asking, "San Shao, you are telling me that Jiuyuan will also face a coup , Will the general manager candidate change?"
Tang Yunsheng wouldn't know who she was married to, so it would be related to her, and only Mo Zhengyan would be the only one!
"I don’t know if there will be any changes, but since the beginning of the matter has started, it’s not enough to put out the fire. In July, I don’t think I need to say more about this. You understand. "Tang Yunsheng said warmly.
Song Qiyue stared, she was silent, but she smiled, "Of course, thank you very much, the third master, for giving me such a big benefit. But next time, can I change one? This kind of benefit, or don't give me. "
She clicked until she clicked, and stopped asking, she knew his temperament, and would not talk more. However, her indifferent calmness also made Tang Yunsheng a little surprised, "I thought you would be very nervous and want to know."
"I want to know." Song Qiyue answered, she ate the cake and said, "However, it is not nervous, even if it is nervous, that person is not me."
Tang Yunsheng smiled, "You are really confident."
Such confidence does not come from oneself, but from another person.
Song Qiyue held a fork in her hand and ate the last bite of the cake, "San Shao understands me, I have nothing, that is, the most useless beliefs."
"Well, the afternoon tea is ready for today, and I should go." Song Qiyue put down her fork, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and she was about to leave.
Tang Yunsheng watched her leave.
Walking on the street and heading to the direction of parking, Song Qiyue was still in a good mood. However, Tang Yunsheng's words still caused a strange fluctuation in her heart. Thinking of Mo Zhengyan's situation these past few days, everything is safe. Go to work in the morning and return from get off work without socializing in the evening. There is no problem, and there are no signs at all.
The night in the mansion is quiet and warm. In the study, Mo Zhengyan likes to read a book.
Song Qiyue was lazy, and she lay down on him. She didn't take the book to look at it. She just put her head in his hand and looked at the book he was reading.
Professional knowledge, financial books.
Those complicated professional vocabulary, Song Qiyue had a headache, "Zheng Yan, can you read something interesting?"
"What do you want to see?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"Come on, let's go to watch TV, I know there is an idol drama out, it's very beautiful..." Song Qiyue immediately pulled him up.
The two moved from the study to the hall, from one recliner to the other sofa, and lay lazily again.
In that idol drama, it was put in a scene.
The young actor chose to break up with the heroine because of the family crisis. The heroine refuses to give up and tells him that she will face him together.
Song Qiyue was stunned. Mo Zhengyan was beside her while stroking her hair. He asked in a low voice, "July, if you were the heroine, what would you do?"
"The problem is, I'm not her." Song Qiyue said.
"I said if." He assumed.
Song Qiyue watched the TV and said, "Then it depends on you."
Mo Zhengyan looked down at her, while she looked up, "See what you want me to do."
"You?" He laughed, jokingly, "Just don't run around."
"Where I run around, I won't go anywhere." She immediately agreed.
In fact, Mo Zhengyan mentioned to her about Jiuyuan without saying a word, and Song Qiyue did not ask. If it wasn't for Chu Yan to find her, then I am afraid she would never hear about it again. It is not a weekend morning. There are no customers in the department store, only they are hanging out.
Song Qiyue couldn't help but glanced at her, "Ms. Chu, you went out to go shopping at the department store so early, it's really enough for this leisurely mood."
Chu Yan was selecting the silk scarves, swiping his fingers one by one, "I'm not leisurely and leisurely, it's because the things on my hands have stopped, and I always want to reward myself."
"Stop?" Song Qiyue was trying on a hat in front of the mirror. Through the mirror, she looked at Chu Yan, "Could it be that the project you are responsible for has something wrong?"
"I said your little mouth, what you say is what you say, Crow's mouth." Chu Yan also tried on the silk scarf.
"The reason, there must be a reason." Song Qiyue asked.
Chu Yan's voice came softly, "I don't know how it is. I only know that there is a problem with the electronic construction materials of the project, so I am afraid that all previous efforts have been abandoned."
Problems with raw materials? Song Qiyue fixed her eyes, she turned around, "It's not just that."
"Well, the entire production line is abolished, the capital investment is negative, and it needs to be compensated." Chu Yan said, "The most important thing is probably from the partner, and there must be an explanation."
"Everything has happened, I must explain it, but it has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with me." Song Qiyue handed the hat to the clerk, "Bill the bill."
"Oh, you are so leisurely empty-handed, this is your company."
"So what? The problem lies with Mo Baiyao's project. It is Mo Baiyao's responsibility to be responsible."
After buying their favorite items, the two went to the restaurant on the sixth floor of the department store to have a meal. Song Qiyue ordered a table frantically, and Chu Yan frowned, "Are you trying to blackmail?"
"You invited me out, of course it was your treat." Song Qiyue said, and said to the waiter again, "Here is another dessert."
"Okay, miss."
"..." Chu Yan was speechless, "Song Qiyue, how much you have finished eating."
"If I can't finish it, I'll pack it."
Sure enough, Song Qiyue didn’t finish eating. Song Qiyue only felt very hungry. After eating, she became tired and panicked. After a meal, there were a few packing boxes on the table. Chu Yan said, “There’s you like that. Eat and take."
"Going away, you can't waste it." As soon as she opened her mouth, her stomach was rolling and nauseous.
"You are diligent and thrifty." Chu Yan took out the cigarette and was about to smoke. "Song Qiyue, the project is suspended this time, and where is the issue, do you know?"
"Which..." Song Qiyue didn't have time to finish, she covered her mouth at once, "Hmm!"
"What's the matter with you?" Chu Yan was shocked.
"It's a little uncomfortable, I want to vomit." Song Qiyue said uncomfortably.
"I want to vomit? You don't have it?" Chu Yan hurried to help her, and the two rushed to the bathroom.
They did not notice that in the other corner of the restaurant, a woman dressed modestly was sitting there talking to her friends. She seemed to have noticed the table and called the waiter who was close to her, "Excuse me, the customer at the table just now is my friend. I want to ask, is she uncomfortable?"
...
As soon as Song Qiyue rushed in, she retched at the sink. Chu Yan patted her on the back, "I said Song Qiyue, you are vomiting like acting and acting. I invite you to dinner. Digest, you just vomit it all out, it’s a waste.
She joked, Song Qiyue didn't have the energy to fight with her now, and after rinsing her mouth, she gasped, "I'm like this, you still don't let me go."
Only then did Chu Yan light the cigarette and leaned against the wall to look at her, "I'm serious, don't you really have it."
Song Qiyue just didn't have time to think about it, but now he really froze, "How can there be such a coincidence."
"Why not? Did you take measures when you were with your fellow?" Chu Yan asked directly.
Song Qiyue thought about it. In the first days when Mo Zhengyan was Mo Zhengyan's lover, she always took contraceptives regularly. Later, she had irregular menstruation and was always messy after that. Later, when I went to the hospital for an examination, the doctors said that she was in poor physique, so be careful. After getting married, of course, this measure is gone, but I have never been pregnant.
"Look at you like this, 80% of them are there." Chu Yan raised his eyebrows.
Song Qiyue stared at herself in the mirror, "My aunt hasn't been here for two months."
Chu Yan took a cigarette, "Okay, now it's ten percent."
"Fuck you, my aunt often goes missing with me."
"I'll accompany you to the hospital for an examination."
"No today, I have an appointment in the afternoon." Song Qiyue took out her mobile phone to check the time, and she hurriedly said, "Xiaoyan, I will leave first, and I will contact you another day."
"Hey." Chu Yan looked at her and walked out, "Who did you have an appointment with."
Song Qiyue has waved away.
Hurrying to the cafe, after the agreed time, Song Qiyue hurriedly apologized, "Miss Tao, I'm so sorry, I'm late."
"Ten minutes." The woman said, smiled at her, and delivered the cake.
Want to eat again? Song Qiyue was about to sigh, but this kind of hospitality was difficult, and it meant that he had eaten some.
The woman asked stupidly, "Cake, no, is it delicious."
"No, it's delicious, but I ate too much for lunch today, so I can't put it in my stomach. Can I pack the cake and take it home?" Song Qiyue smiled.
"En!" The woman nodded with a smile.
Song Qiyue also smiled, looking at the delicious cake, she couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that she really won the prize?
...
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the car slowly drove into the Mo's house. The woman got out of the car and asked, "Where is the madam."
"Sister Jiang, Madam is in the dance studio." The servant replied.
Sister Jiang went to the dance practice room in the villa. At this point in time, today's dance had already been done, and Mrs. Mo was tasting snacks with the dance teacher. Sister Jiang knocked on the door and walked in and came to her side. The teacher saw someone coming, she smiled and left.
"Madam, when I went out to meet friends today, I met Miss July." Sister Jiang replied.
Mrs. Mo said, "En."
How could the Mo family not know about Song Qiyue's return to Hong Kong City? Since he was in a city, it was not surprising that he would meet him.
"It's just that, I'm thinking whether Miss July is pregnant." Sister Jiang said again.
These words made Madam Mo's gentle and solemn face finally stagnated, "Are you sure?"
"It's not certain yet, but Miss July was with her friend at the time. Miss July was unwell and ran out of the restaurant to go to the bathroom." Sister Jiang said truthfully.
"Did she see you."
"No."
"Madam, from your point of view, this child?"
Madam Mo's Li Rong is graceful but also cold in the evening sunset glow, "Whose is it, I don't know yet."