Which is more annoying to have an extra sister or an extra stepmother? The former is a competitor, the latter is a mortal enemy.
Su Mingzheng thought for five minutes and still couldn't choose an answer. Then, it’s probably just as annoying!
There was a tightness in my chest, and I couldn't spit it out no matter how hard I tried. I was so depressed that I wanted to explode.
Since she was not feeling well, Su Mingzheng would not make others feel better.
Looking at the phone screen, it seemed that it was time to set off. Su Mingzheng stood up quickly on her 7-centimeter high heels, straightened her back, and her 172-centimeter height immediately gained momentum, and then she pushed hard to push away the adults on the table. He piled up documents and let the papers scatter on the tiles of the office. Then he waved his arms randomly and swept the lamp, paper weight, pen holder and desk calendar under the table, together with the rather expensive Western porcelain vase.
After looking at his masterpiece, Su Mingzheng exhaled the tightness in his chest, carefully walked around the "clutter" on the ground, stepped on the crisp sound of heels, and pushed open the glass door of the office. It was as if he just remembered it when he passed by. He turned to his own personal secretary, Miss Lin, and explained:
"Go and clean it up. I hope everything will be 'as is' when I come tomorrow." The original here means paper, table lamps, paper weights, etc., including Western porcelain vases, everything must be exactly the same as before.
Miss Lin's face suddenly wrinkled into a bun. She has just graduated two years ago. She is not tall and wears thick-rimmed black glasses. It is a misfortune for her to be assigned to Su Mingzheng as a secretary. If she had not just graduated, she would not be thrown in. This is bullying of the rookie, and it is flattering. name exercise.
In fact, Su Mingzheng has only graduated from college half a year ago, and is much junior than Miss Lin Du, but she still has her own office and her own personal secretary. Life is so unfair because she is the so-called successor to the decentralized training, or The media calls her the princess of Xinguang Enterprise and the only daughter of Su Guoming, the absolute leader of Xinguang Enterprise.
But Su Mingzheng knew that after today, everyone would slowly know that she would no longer be the "only child." Because just today, Su Mingzheng received the news that she is going to have a younger sister...
I wonder how long it will take for reporters’ attitudes to change? Su Mingzheng couldn't help but think while driving her favorite Suijie. From then on, in the minds of outsiders, Su Mingzheng was no longer the only theoretical heir to Xinguang, but one of the heirs.
As the sun set, Su Mingzheng parked the car in the garage. Suddenly she didn't want to enter the house anymore, so she walked outside from the basement driveway again.
The Su family is located in a vast villa area. The main house is a three-story sky-high building, with a small bungalow for servants at the back, and a garden well-kept by a gardener outside. Su Mingzheng leaned against the wall of the main house, looking at the rose garden dyed with orange-red light, her eyes condensed. This was her mother's favorite rose flower, a flower garden hand-made.
Su Mingzheng stared at the rose bushes quietly, killing time pointlessly. She knew clearly that the tyrant would be rudely angry when she was late, and even turned over the table. Su Mingzheng still delayed until the last minute to get out of the wall. Bounce up, flip 180 degrees, and face the door of your home.
Just when Su Mingzheng was sighing for the last time, a black-headed car stopped outside the iron gate of Su's house. A girl wearing a white shirt and an indigo student skirt jumped out of the car in a hurry. The driver said " Miss, please go in first." As she said this, the girl jumped across the Su family home like an escaped rabbit, ran up the steps in front of the porch three steps at a time, and was about to hit the heavy door with one head. The appearance of the carved wooden door.
At the same moment, Su Mingzheng turned her back to the outside, stretched out her slender arms, and pressed the doorbell set on the right wall with her slender fingertips, preparing to summon the servants at home to open the door. Her posture was calm and elegant, showing the demeanor of an aristocratic lady. . Then a little rabbit bumped into me. The little rabbit seemed to have only noticed the arm across its head at the last moment. It reflexively shrank its shoulders and lowered its head to avoid it. Su Mingzheng only realized that someone was approaching when she heard the wind behind her. She quickly shrank to the left and raised her right arm high to avoid being accidentally injured.
Fortunately, when the two of them evaded, no embarrassing human accident occurred. Su Mingzheng subconsciously turned her head to look. At the same time, her right arm naturally drooped. She found that the person who slipped into her arm was a strange girl. No matter how she recalled it, she did not think she was an acquaintance.
At this time, the person who heard the doorbell came to open the door. With a click of the door, Su Guoming was called a tyrant by the media. At this time, Su Guoming, who had come to open the door in person, saw: his big The daughter put her arms around the "second daughter"'s shoulders, and the two stood side by side, looking intimate.
He was puzzled: "Have you known each other for a long time?"
Of course Su Mingzheng shook his head.
Fang Ronghan, who had always been terrified that she would be late for an important meeting, turned stiffly to look at the woman who had appeared beside him at some point, and shook her head quickly. I don’t even know this woman──
Faced with the two people shaking their heads in agreement, President Su was stunned. "Then... come in and sit down." He opened the door.
Seeing President Su wearing only a shirt and trousers, with butt shoes on his feet, Su Mingzheng felt awkward for some reason: How long has it been since she saw her father who was not wearing a suit and leather shoes and expensive leather shoes?
Since my mother passed away two years ago, the man in front of me is not so much my father as I would call him CEO. He devoted himself to his work, leaving early every day and coming back late every day. There was never a holiday. The father-daughter meetings were almost always outside. Naturally, what he saw was Su Guoming's domineering appearance as he struggled in the mall. Now that I see his rare home appearance, it is actually because...
Also, the lame smile on his face when he opened the door just now was definitely not for himself. He had never given himself such an expression in the past two years - it must have been for another person, who was using his floating hair now. The person who tickled his hand.
Su Mingzheng looked sideways, and she slowly confirmed the identity of the strange girl.
In the magnificently decorated and well-lit living room, four people sat on both sides of the long glass coffee table. On the west side, sitting is a middle-aged man with dark skin and a straight nose. He can't be said to be handsome but he has good facial features. Even though he is no longer a young man, he has a strong body and an air of uncompromising aura. He is Su Guoming. Sitting on the same side as him was Su Mingzheng, who also had a similar aura. The red professional skirt wrapped her up beautifully, and the appropriate expensive jewelry created a seamless sense of distance and defense.
The two people sitting on the east side are completely different in temperament. Opposite Su Guoming was a woman who looked to be in her thirties. The woman had a young appearance, fair skin, and somewhat plump cheeks. The black one-piece dress she was wearing might not be something she was used to wearing, so it didn't seem to fit her. But she is actually quite good-looking, with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye. She naturally has the temperament of a good wife and mother, and she is probably a person who is very good at managing her family. However, Su Mingzheng only thinks that this kind of temperament is suitable for hiring as a cleaning aunt at home.
is not that right? Su Mingzheng cursed when she heard that she was originally a maid in a wealthy family, a cleaning lady like the flower mom at home.
Opposite Su Mingzheng was a female student: wearing a public school high school uniform, her cheeks were a little red from running just now, her eyes were dark, and her skin was as fair as that of a woman in her thirties, but that The handles of the black leather schoolbag placed by her feet are already cracked, her socks are a little loose, and her student leather shoes are worn with several marks and splashed with mud, which shows the girl's daily life.
To put it simply, on both sides of the coffee table, there were people from two distinct classes who had never interacted with each other.
But these four are now together and about to become even closer.
"Let me introduce you," Su Guoming, who started by coughing, raised his hand majestically to the woman in her thirties, "This is Wanying, her surname is Huang. From now on, you will call her aunt."
Su Mingzheng had returned to her normal state, raising her chin slightly as usual and squinting her eyes. However, her father warned her first in the morning, so she calmly called out: "Auntie."
Huang Wanying quickly sat upright and nodded politely to her.
Her clear voice seemed to attract the girl's attention, and Fang Ronghan looked at her more intently.
At this time, Su Guoming changed the angle of his palm and turned to the girl in uniform, "This is Wanying's daughter Ronghan. Her real surname is Fang, but from now on she will be my daughter, your sister."
Su Guoming winked, and Su Mingzheng frowned impatiently, exhaled, and said calmly: "Sister."
"Sister, sister." Compared with Su Mingzheng's calmness, Fang Ronghan was much more nervous and could hardly speak.
