After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Shen Jiaojiao was startled.

Then she realized that Shen Zhiyi must have seen the bandage wrapped around her hand.

The Shen family's method is to hit the palm of the hand with a ruler.

In her previous life, Shen Zhiyi was lucky enough to experience it once.

The seven-inch long ruler slapped the delicate and fragile palm hard again and again.

That taste, don't mention how sour it is.

"I accidentally cut it while cutting fruit, not my father." Shen Jiaojiao denied it, and gritted her teeth, "You have to know, I am my father's biological daughter, and he loves me even more. Too late."

For Shen Jiaojiao, the incomplete father's love is a hurdle in her heart that she will never get over.

Obviously Shen Zhiyi is just a wild girl with no blood relationship, but her father has a lot of love for her, even if she and Liu Man plan to marry Shen Zhiyi, his father will send things to Yan's house every now and then while they are not paying attention.

On the surface, it was to stabilize the relationship with the Yan family.

But Shen Jiaojiao knew that her father was partial.

No matter how hard she tried, she would never be better than Shen Zhiyi in the eyes of her father.

"Cutting a piece of fruit can even cut into the palm of your hand, you are really talented." Shen Zhiyi folded his arms around his chest, looked at the knockoff on her body and sneered: "The thing between you and Fang Zhuo last time has already made my father lose face. He knows that you deliberately wear a counterfeit product in order to show off and embarrass yourself on this occasion, what do you think he will think, will he drive you out of the Shen family in a fit of anger?"

When Shen Jiaojiao heard this, her face suddenly sank!

"What nonsense are you talking about! The one on me is real. Do you think I will give you the chance to overwhelm the audience if you say so?"

Fang Zhuo personally took this dress from Jin Nan's car.

How could it be a fake?

However, what Shen Zhiyi said just now seemed to know something.

"Okay, if you think it's true, then it's true." Shen Zhiyi was too lazy to waste words with Shen Jiaojiao, and smiled at her, "I'll go first, I wish you a pleasant night."

Looking at the back of Shen Zhiyi leaving, Shen Jiaojiao clenched her uninjured right hand tightly, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.

Obviously the one who should feel guilty is Shen Zhiyi.

But for some reason, her reaction was very calm.

Could it be that Fang Zhuo lied to her and didn't change Jin Nan's dress at all?

Shen Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and decided to ask Fang Zhuo for clarification.

……

Shen Zhiyi returned to Yan Chenfeng's side, and turned back into a well-educated little sweet wife, and took his arm: "Honey, let's go."

Yan Chenfeng: "..."

The tall and stalwart man lowered his head, looked at the woman's cold and slightly red face, his heart seemed to be scratched gently by a cat's paw.

He looked serious: "What's the matter with the dress?"

"It's nothing, even Shen Jiaojiao also likes this 'Bright Sunset', so she bought a counterfeit one."

Yan Chenfeng was silent again.

He knew that Shen Jiaojiao's mind was wrong, but she wouldn't be so stupid as to wear a fake dress to show her face, right?

What's more, on the day when Shen Zhiyi went to try on the dress, Shen Jiaojiao was also there, so it was impossible for her to show off by risking her shirt.

Thinking of this, Yan Chenfeng squinted his eyes, "You did it again?"

"Ah?" Shen Zhiyi pretended to be stupid and stunned, "My husband, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Yan Chenfeng's eyelids twitched, "Has anyone told you that your acting skills are bad?"

"I'm not an actor, I don't need acting skills." Shen Zhiyi smiled, her voice was clear and shallow, "I just want those who bully me to pay the price."

……

For the next time, Shen Zhiyi stayed by Yan Chenfeng's side.

Yan Chenfeng took her to meet some important partners, and those people in front of Yan Chenfeng most of the time were flattering, flattering words after another, Shen Zhiyi got goosebumps.

After sending another boss away, Shen Zhiyi rubbed his arms and couldn't help complaining: "Mr. Yan, those people don't have a clue to you, do they?"

Yan Chenfeng glanced at her, and said lightly: "It's not a handle, it's money."

Yan's status is very important in the capital city, and businessmen are the most shrewd, so naturally they will not let go of the opportunity to woo the powerful.

"So, I hugged a golden thigh?" Shen Zhiyi raised her eyebrows, "Does that mean that if you move your finger, everyone present will obey your orders?"

Yan Chenfeng looked at Shen Zhiyi with the eyes of a little fool.

Immediately clasped her shoulders and turned them ninety degrees.

"See that man in the wheelchair over there?"

Shen Zhiyi looked in the direction indicated by Yan Chenfeng, and her eyes fell on a gray-haired elder sitting in a wheelchair.

"I saw it."

"That person won't listen to my orders."

Shen Zhiyi narrowed her eyes slightly, inexplicably feeling that the elder looked familiar.

Before remembering his identity, Yan Chenfeng said behind her: "His name is Ma Taicheng, he is the leader of the world's top pharmaceutical group, K Group, and one of the initiators of this dinner."

"The medical project in his hand, all the major groups in the country are about to move, but it's a pity that Mr. Ma believes in chance, and a powerful group may not be in his eyes. It is an extremely difficult bone."

"So, you can't catch his eyes either?" Shen Zhiyi turned to look at Yan Chenfeng.

Yan Chenfeng: "..."

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

In the past six months, he had invited Mr. Ma more than once, but when the other party met him, he never talked about serious business, and would change the topic when it came to projects.

Yan Chenfeng once thought that he had met Waterloo in his career.

"Okay, I know the answer." Shen Zhiyi shrugged and turned to face Yan Chenfeng, "Since Mr. Ma believes in chance, then you don't have to be obsessed with it. After all, it's not that you are not good enough, but that the time has not come."

Seeing Shen Zhiyi's serious appearance of comforting himself, Yan Chenfeng's thoughts sank slightly, his restless fingertips drove him to raise his right hand, and gently pinched her cheek: "Slick tongue."

Little did he know that this petty petty gesture was fully seen by the surrounding guests.

……

On the hour, the much-anticipated box-touching ceremony finally began.

In the huge banquet hall, ten black boxes were neatly placed on the long table, and the ten business tycoons participating in the event sat in the first row, waiting for the host to announce the order of picking boxes through the system draw.

Shen Zhiyi: "Don't forget the numbers I told you just now."

Yan Chenfeng stared forward with calm eyes: "What if I forget?"

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, and boldly twisted his thigh gently: "I'll just put my words here today. If you don't listen to me, you will definitely regret it. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."

When Yan Chenfeng heard this, his expression became more playful.

Just now, Shen Zhiyi told him that Duke Zhou entrusted her with a dream, saying that there were good things in the No. [-] box.

Yan Chenfeng only thought she was joking.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiyi suddenly became serious, and threatened him that if he didn't listen to Duke Zhou, he would be plagued by bad luck for the next half year.

Yan Chenfeng naturally didn't believe in those strange powers, and he wouldn't listen to Zhou Gong's words.

But he still decided to touch the eighth box.

Because he listened to Shen Zhiyi.