Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

She resisted the tears from her eyes and said, "Mu, don't you want to take a bite of this chicken soup?"

Yan Qingruo turned her eyebrows around, it seems that her elder sister's psychological quality is much stronger, otherwise how could she act calmly.
Chu Mu's expression was indifferent: "No need."

Looking at this embarrassing scene, Yan Qingruo wanted to ease her current anger: "My sister is very kind, my brother-in-law may just think the soup is cold, I'll warm it up."

She stretched out her hand, Yan Zhixin subconsciously wanted to dodge, the two of them touched with their hands, but neither of them made a firm connection, the incubator fell down in response, and the milky white splashed all over the floor.

Yan Qingruo covered her mouth in shock: "Sister! I... I haven't picked it up yet, why did you let go?"

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, but it's almost like directly saying that Yan Zhixin poured the soup out of anger.

"You! You did it on purpose! You pay me for soup!"

Yan Qingruo looked at her in embarrassment, but didn't make any movements.
Looking at Yan Qingruo who was in a daze, Yan Zhixin subconsciously stepped forward, wanting to tear her apart, but Chu Mu grabbed her wrist, and when she looked up, she saw his indifferent face.

"Mu, this is the soup my mother has been cooking for a long time, just like this..."

While speaking, Yan Zhixin's eyes glistened with tears, and she looked at him with aggrieved expression.

"Does this mean that we should continue to watch this joke?" Chairman Liu said once. It is a rare time to come to the company, and he is not interested in watching these things here.

It's just that Yan Zhixin's impression on him was really bad.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Yan Qingruo said softly, with a look of doing something wrong, she looked very well-behaved.

Chu Mu's lips raised a faint smile, "You go in first, I will be there in 10 minutes."

As soon as his words came out, no one dared to say anything, and they all made a detour.

Yan Zhixin stood there in embarrassment. After the board members left, they looked at Yan Qingruo viciously.

"Mu, I'll let my mother go through it again, and I'll bring it here in the afternoon, okay?"

This was when she was subdued, no matter how much she resented Yan Qingruo in her heart, she dared not say it easily.

"No, you go back first."

Regarding Yan Zhixin's arrival, he was not at all happy, and even seemed to be dealing with a very normal matter.

Yan Zhixin was slightly taken aback, "Did I do something wrong?"

Not reconciled, she continued to speak, and before she could say a few words, Chu Mu wanted to drive her away.
"Brother Mu, I remembered that I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

The matter has been resolved, she doesn't want to stay here anymore, and she doesn't have any thoughts about it.

Yan Zhixin wished that she would leave quickly, so that she would have time to spend time with Chu Mu day and night, and their relationship would be reconciled.

"Your bag is still in my office."

After Chu Mu finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The smile on Yan Qingruo's face dimmed, "My good sister, look at the good deeds you have done, you have brought shame to our Yan family!"

Yan Qingruo has always been ashamed, but now she has become Yan Zhixin, she feels very sad because of the gap.

"You did everything on purpose just now, Yan Qingruo, you played a good hand, but I want to see how long you can laugh!"

Yan Zhixin looked at the soup on the ground, her heart seemed to be thrown on the ground for nothing, and she no longer had the courage to stay.Wiped away tears and turned to leave.

Yan Qingruo smiled palely, if she really played a good hand, she would not have fallen to this point.

From the beginning to the end, Chu Mu took advantage of her and did things against her will, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"It's not me who played a good hand of cards, but him." Yan Qingruo said, turned and walked towards the president's office.

After she left, a slender figure appeared around the corner, his sharp eyes locked tightly on Yan Qingruo's slender body.

He didn't turn around until she was no longer in sight.

Yan Zhi, who failed to deliver the soup and wasted a handful of rice, returned home dejectedly. At this time, Zhang Rou was indulging in the joy of imminent victory just because she had just played a good hand.

She was wearing sunglasses and basking in the sun in the back garden, while drinking champagne, secretly happy to wait for her precious daughter to be full of happiness, and then asked the servants to bring herself a fruit salad.

"Bastard! Even you servants dare to bully me!"

The servant carrying the fruit salad accidentally spilled the whole bowl of salad on Yan Zhixin's beloved skirt who had just returned from the dust.

The servant quickly apologized, but Yan Zhi was relentless towards her because she was angry outside.

"You are so rash, how did you come in to work in the first place? This lady wants to fire you! Fire you immediately!" Yan Zhixin said angrily, and as she spoke, she slammed the bag in her hand on the servant who bowed her head and said nothing.

"Miss, please don't fire me. I still have two children to support. I didn't do it on purpose just now. I'm willing to compensate you for your skirt." The servant was so anxious that tears fell, and he said aggrievedly, wiping away his tears.

Yan Zhixin sneered, and cast a slanted glance at the servant kneeling on the ground, "Pay it? Can you afford it?"

The servant trembled in fright at Yan Zhixin's words, and when he was at a loss, another seductive voice came from outside the door.

"She can't afford it, so I'll pay it."

The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, but in the sweet and soft voice, there was a bit of majesty and irresistibility.

Yan Zhixin turned her head annoyed, and saw Yan Qingruo, a little elf, holding a small big red handbag, standing at the door looking at her with a look of watching a show.

Thinking that she not only stole her limelight just now, but also caused her to make a fool of herself in front of the Chu family's board of directors, Yan Zhixin's eyes immediately turned red, and bloodthirsty flames hid in her pupils.

Seeing Yan Qingruo's domineering appearance, God knows how much she wants to run over and tear Yan Qingruo's mouth and face to pieces, so that she will live in an inferior world for the rest of her life.

But she endured it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Compensation? What do you use to compensate? With your cheap bones? Even if you sell yourself a hundred times, you still can't afford to pay for my high-end custom-made dress from Paris Fashion Week." clothing!"

Hearing this, the servant kneeling on the ground couldn't help but shiver.

Yan Qingruo snorted coldly in her heart, but on the surface she pretended to be surprised, she widened her eyes and said, "My God, it turned out to be a custom-made model from Paris Fashion Week! I've never heard of it in my life! Tsk tsk tsk, you really deserve to be a lady." , since you even have such good taste in clothes, you must bump into someone else, and you will not care about the matter of accidentally getting your clothes dirty."

"After all, it would be very tasteless to do so, and it wouldn't match your clothes. Don't you think so, my dear sister?" Yan Qingruo smiled and blinked.

Yan Zhixin was so blocked by her words that she couldn't speak, she gritted her teeth for a while, and stared at the woman who was smiling so harmlessly, but she was a poisonous scorpion.

"You don't get up quickly, you have nothing to do here, do what you should do, or you will be scolded later."

Before the words finished, Zhang Rou, who heard the noise, rushed over. Seeing that her daughter was in a mess, she couldn't help but point at the servant's nose and curse.

Yan Zhixin, who couldn't keep her face off, saw Zhang Rou coming, with a pitiful look, "Mom, look!"

Zhang Rou knew what was going on without guessing. The two came back from the outside together, one proud and the other disheartened.She gave Yan Qingruo a hard look, but she was much smarter than Yan Zhixin, suppressed her anger, and politely asked Yan Qingruo what was going on.

Yan Qingruo took a look at Yan Zhixin who was putting on a pose, and secretly complained that a bitch is hypocritical, but when she was about to speak, the right to speak was taken away by the other party.

"Mom, this bitch, this family will soon lose our status, and she smashed the chicken soup you made yourself in front of Chu Mu!"

Zhang Rou's hand comforting Yan Zhixin stopped suddenly, she gritted her teeth secretly, and said calmly on the surface: "Nonsense, if your father hears this, let's see if he will break your leg. As for the chicken soup..."

Yan Qingruo couldn't help getting goosebumps all over her body.The painting styles of the mother and daughter are getting weirder and weirder. It seems that they have made up their minds to discuss whether one will be a good face and the other will be a bad face.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, but she was curious how long Zhang Rou could pretend.

"Okay, there's no one here, don't act here." Yan Qingruo deliberately emphasized the few words.

Zhang Rou blinked, but did not answer the question directly, and continued to ask: "So you spilled the chicken soup?"

Yan Qingruo suddenly burst out laughing, she really didn't underestimate this woman, Zhang Rou, and she was playing tricks on her.

"You'd better ask Miss Yan directly about this matter, she will definitely tell you everything." After speaking, she looked at Yan Zhixin who was buried on Zhang Rou's shoulder and smiled.

Zhang Rou felt unhappy for a moment. She thought that she would at least restrain herself a little when she sang blush, but she didn't expect that instead of restraining herself, she became more serious.

Suddenly, Zhang Rou sighed and said: "Qingruo, I know you don't want to see your sister, but after all, you are half-sisters with the same blood on your body. When you do things, you should keep each other There is room."

When Zhang Rou said such words, Yan Qingruo felt extremely harsh and ironic.

If it wasn't for their mother and daughter back then, she, Yan Qingruo, would never have ended up in the current situation.

"Also, your mother back then, I'm really afraid that you will follow in the footsteps of your mother!"

Zhang Rou mentioned her mother.Yan Qingruo's chest suddenly tightened, and a burst of pain hit her, making the presumptuous smile on her face instantly go cold.

Seeing Yan Qingruo's expression, Zhang Rou felt happy.

"Don't worry, I will not follow in my mother's footsteps. At most, I will follow in your footsteps. You are a role model for me all the time!" After a while of silence, Yan Qingruo brought Zhang Rou the most Deadly counterattack.

Zhang Rou, a woman in the upper class of the mistress, is not even worthy to lift her mother's shoes, nor is she worthy of mentioning her in front of him.

A disdainful gaze emerged from Yan Qingruo's eyes, and she just stood there, neither humble nor overbearing.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

Zhang Rou was so choked that she couldn't speak, so she bit her lip, turned around, nodded with a stiff neck.