His Dearest Wife

Chapter 111

Chapter 111

As soon as the taxi drove out of Fengshi group building, Lin's mobile phone suddenly rang. You don't need to look at it, but you know who it is.

Lin Xiangxiang still took out his mobile phone to see the two words Feng Yu flashing on the screen. I don't know if it's a psychological effect. I feel that his name has a powerful force that can't be ignored.

Bite a lower lip, Miss Lin simply answered.

Just pasted to the ear, there came the man's angry roar: "Miss Lin, I order you to come back to me immediately."

Lin Xiangxiang knew that Feng Yu was annoyed by the wrong tie, but didn't he punish her just now?

That kind of strong wild and overbearing, which made her heart tremble, still made Lin miss her.

She never knew that a man's physical strength would be so good, as if to crush her bones.

"You've eaten your noodles anyway. I won't go back." Miss Lin is also angry. She admits her mistake. How can he bully her like this?

"If you don't come back, where are you going?" Feng Yu narrowed his eyes and asked in a poor tone.

"I went to help my friend give Leng Yaochen his tie. She asked me to do it. I promised her that I would do it." Lin also did not hide his destination.

"I won't allow you to see him alone!" Feng Yu listened, more cold anger, command type request her.

What does Feng Yu mean?

Is he already doubting that she and Leng Yaochen have indistinct relations?

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just going to give him my tie. I won't do anything else." I don't know if it's because of a guilty heart. She can't help but explain.

"You go straight back to the company. I'll invite Leng Yaochen to have dinner at home in the evening. Then you can give it back to him." Feng Yu's tone was a little slow, not that kind of fury.

"Really?" Lin Xiangxiang doesn't want to go to Leng Yaochen alone. He always feels that the man is more dangerous than Feng Yu. Every time he meets, he likes to stick it on himself. He is really defeated by Leng Yaochen.

"Well, you go back to the company. Don't run around. I'll pick you up at night." Feng Yu answered coldly.

"That's fine!" Lin missed being coaxed out of temper by him, so he had to let the driver take her to Chanyu.

At the gate of Chanyu, Lin Xiangxiang pays for the taxi, turns around and goes to the hall.

All of a sudden, someone called out her name.

"Miss Lin..."

Miss Lin Wei Zheng, turned to the next leisure sofa to see, saw Lin Zimeng.

Today, she is wearing a special sexy and noble skirt with a tight waist and a piece of fur. She looks very different from the style of being a big lady in the Lin family, which makes her feel more seductive.

In contrast, Lin Xiangxiang is very conservative and dignified, with a dress, long hair and a strange ruddy cheek.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Zimeng stood up and walked to her face. Relying on her height advantage, she looked down and sneered at her.

Although the hatred for Miss Lin is increasing, she is also a cousin who grew up together. It's impossible to be a stranger when she meets her.

"I'm here to work. What are you doing here?" Miss Lin looked at her strangely and asked.

Lin Zimeng felt proud and said with a sneer, "I'm here to talk about my work. What's the matter? Are you going to be a star

Lin thought lightly: "of course not, what I do here is design work."

"So it is. I'm waiting for you to serve me one day." Lin Zimeng tossed his hair with an expression of invincibility.

A bald man called her name not far away. Lin Zimeng straightened his fur coat: "I have no time to chat with you here."

Lin Xiangxiang knew that Lin Zimeng's origin was much more noble than her, so she stepped on her everywhere and looked at each other coldly.

She has been used to it for a long time, and she doesn't care about the family.

The man beside Lin Zimeng is a little assistant of Chan Yu. When he saw that she was just standing chatting with Lin Xiangxiang, he immediately asked her in surprise: "Zimeng, do you know that girl?"

"Yes, she is my cousin!" Lin Zimeng's indifferent reply.

"Zimeng, do you have such a relationship with her? Then you'll have a big fire, but it's just around the corner. " The bald man immediately brightened his eyes and began to smile flatteringly.

Lin Zimeng was puzzled by his smile. He snorted coldly: "is it a surprise?"

"Zimeng, do you really don't know or don't know? Now who doesn't know that she is the young grandmother of Feng family? If you really have this kind of relationship with her, you just need to let her go to Feng Yu's ear to blow the wind. Your star path must be boundless." Baldheaded man is just a junior assistant. He's new here. Naturally, it's not clear that Lin Zimeng and Lin Xiangxiang had a wedding. However, most of the senior officials of Zen Yu have seen it with their own eyes.Hearing his words, Lin Zimeng sneered even more: "I won't ask her. What's so great about her."

"Although she is only a designer in the design department, her husband Feng Yu is the boss behind the scenes of Zen feather international."

"What? Isn't Zen feather international Leng Yaochen Lin Zimeng was shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect that Feng Yu was also the boss of Zen Yu. But when she was in contact with Feng Yu, Feng Yu didn't let her know anything about his work.

"Leng is always one of them, and the other is Fengyu. The top management has already acquiesced." The bald man has a face of gossip.

Lin Zimeng suddenly squeezed his hand hard, fingertips were stabbed into the meat, the feeling of resentment, almost swallowed her reason.

Just now, she pretended to be noble in front of Miss Lin. I'm afraid it's just a funny joke to Miss Lin.

She's half a Chanyu boss. She's a newcomer to the entertainment industry, and she even hopes to let her serve her?

Heart suddenly sink, sink to the bottom, in the face of the cruel facts, Lin Zimeng had to admit that Lin Miss now status, she can't reach.

It's really unfair. Lin Zimeng is very painful and unwilling.

Suddenly, there was an impulse to turn away from Chanyu, but the elevator door opened and the bald man led her with a smile: "Zimeng, director Zhang is having a meeting with the investors in the conference room. You can go there quickly."

The front is the starting point of his career, and the back is the way to escape from the abyss of pain. Lin Zimeng is in a dilemma.

If she really decides to be an actress, she has to devote herself to Zen feather, so that she can become very popular.

When she learned that Feng Yu was the boss behind Chan Yu, reality slapped her face two times.

The man she once thought she could rely on, the man who once brought her great glory and hope, has now turned into her top boss, holding her cousin who tramples on her feet every day. Where should her face go?

"Zimeng, why don't you go? Everyone is waiting for you to go to the meeting? " The bald man looked at her strangely and asked.

Lin Zimeng seems to be suddenly awakened, the whole person some trance.

"The day after tomorrow, there will be a start-up ceremony. There are still many meetings to be held today. Zimeng, I beg you, please go in quickly." The bald man thought that Lin Zimeng was playing a big card now, and he wanted to embarrass him. He immediately showed his pleading expression and rubbed his hands to beg her.

Lin Zimeng gritted her teeth. Forget it, since she came here, she can't give up easily. In front of Feng Yu, she has lost her face. The next time she meets him, she seduces him fiercely, which also makes Lin miss the painful taste of revenge.

Lin Zimeng once again crushed his face and self-esteem, straightened his back, and went to the direction of the conference room.

Returning to the office, Miss Lin is in a mood of ups and downs. Fortunately, she doesn't have any important work at present. Otherwise, with her state of mind, she may really screw up her work.

At the thought that Feng Yu would invite Leng Yaochen to Feng's home for dinner, her whole heart became a string, as if it would break if she pulled it gently.

What to do? Should she call Leng Yaochen now to remind him not to talk at night.

Just, will Leng Yaochen take her words seriously?

Forget it, or don't insult yourself. If Leng Yaochen really doesn't want to take care of the brotherhood with Feng Yu, no matter how she pleads with him, Leng Yaochen will say it.

In the afternoon, Kanghe called the team to hold a meeting. For the year-end celebration of Chanyu Siji, a batch of evening dresses need to be made. In the past, the famous stars of Chanyu international would go to the outside brands to make them. However, this year's gowns are all designed by the design department of Chanyu. The workload is heavy. In more than three months, Kanghe is very nervous, Naturally, there is a lot of pressure.

Lin Xiangxiang allocated five pieces of design quantity in her hand, so she has formal work to do from now on.

When she got back to the office, Conrad knocked on the door and came in to look for her.

"These five are all new comers of the company. They are all in their early twenties, and the young grannies are also in this age group, so it's most appropriate for you to design the ceremonial dress for them." Kanghe adjusted the pictures and information of the five little flowers on the computer, including their preferences.

Miss Lin nodded and said with a smile: "director Kang, you have taken good care of me. You can rest assured that I will try my best to produce good works."

"Young granny, I believe that you must have the strength of Feng Zong's praise for you." Kanghe carries the weight of Miss Lin very high, which makes Miss Lin more hot.

Kanghe told her some ideas about design. It's time to get off work.

After listening to Kang He's words, Lin Xiangxiang has a new understanding of design. It's a happy event. But at the thought of Leng Yaochen coming in the evening, his joy is gone.