Mu Wanqing looked at Yu Qiao, thinking that she had taken the initiative to talk to him after the meeting the day before. Although her attitude was not very good, it was probably because of her personality.
Feeling grateful, she walked towards Yu Qiao and greeted him with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Qiao."
Yu Qiao brushed the short hair on the temples, tucked it behind her ears, looked at her and smiled, "Thank you, I'm not helping you, I'm just fighting against the injustice of this world."
It's obvious that women have such a hard time in society, and it's even harder for women with families and mothers, but there are still so many compatriots of the same sex who are stupid and help those big pigs to suppress their own people - she just can't stand it!
Mu Wanqing smiled knowingly after hearing her straightforward answer, "Thank you for that. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
"Eating? Are you free? The child at home needs to be fed, so you are not allowed to run back after get off work?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and asked with a half-smile.
Mu Wanqing smiled helplessly, "Indeed... Then wait for the weekend, there will always be a chance."
"Well, let's talk about it later."
Yu Qiao turned around and left with the coffee. Mu Wanqing looked at the refrigerator, her face was a little depressed, and she returned to her work station to continue working.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Zhan called suddenly.
She was sleepy at that time, but she didn't dare to drink too much coffee because she was breastfeeding, so she was relying on her thoughts to hold on.
Seeing Wen Zhan's call, she got up and walked to the corridor outside to answer the call: "Hello, what's the matter?"
"Why haven't you come back yet?" The man's voice was as loud as thunder, making people flinch when he spoke.
Mu Wanqing was stunned when she heard this, "...it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and I haven't gotten off work yet."
"Have you forgotten that I told you about the cocktail party tonight?"
"Ah..." She really forgot.
When she first came to work, her whole nerves were tense. She only thought about her work and living up to her leader's expectations. How could she remember this?
"Come back quickly. If you ruin my business, you won't be able to get into this bad class!"
After Wen Zhan gave the overbearing order, no matter how she told the leader, she wanted to see the person as soon as possible anyway.
Mu Wanqing held her phone and felt anxious.
That lunatic Wen Zhan kept his word. If she broke the appointment, that guy would definitely make her lose her job.
After some thought, she thought that her colleagues would find out that she was carrying breast milk anyway, and everyone knew that she was breastfeeding, so she might as well use the excuse of her child being sick to skip work early.
"The child is sick? Is it serious? Have you gone to the hospital?" Sure enough, when Manager Sun heard about it, he immediately asked with concern.
Mu Wanqing could only continue to lie: "It's just a fever. My family sent me to the hospital, but the caregiver couldn't see it. I need to go there."
"If you...ask for leave as soon as you join the job, your perfect attendance will definitely be lost. This is not good during the internship period." Manager Sun looked embarrassed.
Mu Wanqing could only smile and said, "I understand. Just deduct whatever you want. It's my responsibility. I don't blame the company."
Since she said so, Manager Sun naturally let her go.
She rushed home slowly and hurriedly. On a late autumn day, she ran home and was covered in hot sweat.
When I entered the house, I saw several people sitting in the living room.
When Wen Zhan saw her coming back, he nodded lightly to those people: "That's her. Be quick and get it done within an hour."
The leading beauty stood up and walked towards Mu Wanqing, looked her up and down, nodded in appreciation and said, "Mrs. Wen has beautiful features and good skin. Except for a little dark circles under her eyes, there is no problem - it can be done in an hour."
Only then did Mu Wanqing realize that the three people in front of her were the styling team.
She was stunned for a moment.
What kind of cocktail party is it? Not only did you order an evening dress a few days ago, but you also have to do a grand styling ceremony today?
Before she could react, the stylist pulled her to sit down, opened the big box, and a circle of makeup lights lit up in front of her eyes.
Next, she was like a doll, letting others play with it.
During this period, the two little guys woke up and cried. The confinement sister-in-law stood beside them holding the brothers and sisters and watched their mother put on makeup. Her two pairs of big, watery eyes stared intently at the mother who was gradually becoming more beautiful, and she stopped crying.
The stylist looked at the pair of babies and marveled: "The two children have perfectly inherited the excellent genes of you and Mr. Wen. They are growing up so well."
Of course Mu Wanqing knew how lovable these two babies were.
Whenever she was in a bad mood, looking at the babies' big round eyes and tender little faces, the gloom in her heart would be healed without treatment.
If she hadn't been reluctant to let go of her two children deep down in her heart, she would have broken off with Wen Zhan long ago and escaped from this splendid prison.
Mu Wanqing put on makeup, and her long hair was permed into beautiful and fashionable disposable curls. It was scattered on her shoulders like seaweed, adding a lot of elegance and charm.
When she put on her evening gown, she looked dazzling, completely different from her usual simple attire.
Wen Zhan had already changed into his suit and leather shoes, and was sitting in the living room teasing the giggling brother and sister.
When Mu Wanqing came down the stairs, he didn't see it at first, but Aunt Zhou's exclamation reminded him.
"Ah! My wife is really a fairy descended from the earth, so beautiful!"
When he heard the sound, he raised his head and saw the figure coming down the stairs, and his eyes suddenly froze.
Mu Wanqing is not used to high heels.
Although the nude-colored high heels were only seven centimeters, she still felt like she was walking on stilts. She had to hold on to the railing with one hand for fear of falling off the second floor if she lost her footing.
Aunt Zhou exclaimed, and she immediately felt embarrassed. Then she saw Wen Zhan raising his head and staring at her steadily, which made her nervous and she simply stood there holding on to the railing without moving.
Her cheeks instantly turned crimson, and she didn't understand what Wen Zhan's expression meant.
It was the first time she dressed up in such a grand manner, and she was afraid that she would become a joke by using too much force.
Aunt Zhou looked back and forth between the two of them. She saw that her young master was so fascinated by his wife that he forgot to react. She quickly stepped forward and reminded her in a low voice: "Third Young Master, Third Young Master? My wife rarely wears high heels. It is inconvenient to go down the stairs. You Hurry up and give me a hand!"
When a woman wears high heels and walks up the stairs, the men have to act like a gentleman and lend a hand to help them down.
Wen Zhan really didn't expect this. After being nudged by Aunt Zhou, he came back to his senses and looked a little uncomfortable on his handsome face.
The two little guys were still babbling, but he had no intention of teasing.
He stood up, straightened his suit jacket slightly, and walked towards the stairs pretending to be cold and calm.
It was not his style to be sympathetic to women. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he put his hands in his pockets and slightly raised his face to look at the woman halfway up the stairs. His dark eyebrows narrowed and said, "What are you doing standing there in such a daze? Come down quickly, you're going to be late!"
When Aunt Zhou heard this, she almost spit out blood.
With his emotional intelligence and vicious tongue, if the old man hadn't accumulated good deeds during his lifetime and forced him to marry a wife and start a family - I'm afraid he would have been the Monkey King for the rest of his life!
Mu Wanqing thought he was going to come up to support her, and even compliment her on how beautiful she was. Who knew that when he just said this, the pink bubbles in her head burst like firecrackers.
The shyness, expectation and restraint on her face all disappeared in an instant. She couldn't hold back her face, lowered her head and lifted up her skirt, and continued downstairs with a sullen expression.
Unexpectedly, he absentmindedly stepped on the skirt of the dress and staggered suddenly.
