My wife is my mother's best friend

Chapter 5 Left Foot or Right Foot?

"Did you add it?"

Jiang Yaling, who was sitting beside her, couldn't wait to ask about her son.

"It's already added, but it's not my problem if it doesn't pass." Jiang Qi threw his mobile phone on the coffee table, lay lazily on the sofa, and asked absently, "Mom, how are you and Aunt Song? Becoming a best friend? The age difference between you is a bit big."

Jiang Yaling rolled her eyes and scolded angrily, "What Aunt Song? This is your sister Song! She's only 31, how come you call her an aunt?"

"no way."

"After all, the seniority is there." Jiang Qi shrugged, and then asked: "How did you and Aunt Song know each other? I heard Aunt Song say that you and she seemed to know each other in the hospital, and in the hospital you made friends because of illness. To discuss the condition with each other?"

As soon as the voice fell,
His thigh was slapped hard, and a crisp sound broke the atmosphere in the bedroom.

"Why make friends with illness, can you stinky boy speak?" Jiang Yaling glared at her son and said angrily, "Don't ask about so many, anyway, your task now is to give me Meiyue Catch her and make her my daughter-in-law, you don't have to worry about other things."

Jiang Qi pursed his lips, and said earnestly: "Mom, there are so many rich people in this world, why did you let me fall in love with your best friend? Besides, Aunt Song is already 31, I have the energy to chase after her, so I might as well find Where's the girl from Huaxin Nianhua?"

"You know shit!"

"Miyue is considerate and sensible, with such a dignified and virtuous image, can those little girls outside compare?" Jiang Yaling said earnestly: "Anyway, if you bring other women into the house, our mother-son relationship will end here. "

For a time,

Jiang Qi was speechless, and he was about to end the mother-son relationship at any time. He felt that his mother-son relationship with his mother was thinner than an A4 piece of paper.

But to be honest, Song Meiyue's image is indeed a bit difficult to extricate herself from. She has only had a relationship with her once. Her charming and soft face, embossed body, and graceful and luxurious temperament are like a slideshow. flashed.

If she is the best friend of her mother's adult, and she is her immediate boss, these two fatal elements, Song Meiyue feels to herself that she is an English teacher in her student days, full of fantasy and beauty.

"Mom is going to take a bath first. Wait for Meiyue to pass your friend application, chat with her more, and care more about others. Apart from love at first sight, the rest is love over time." Jiang Yaling said seriously: "Play well, don't drop the chain."

finished,

He went to the bathroom on his own, leaving Jiang Qi alone in the living room.

However, in the face of his mother's advice, Jiang Qi didn't listen to a word. He held the back of his head and stared at the ceiling intently. Theoretically, Song Meiyue should reject her friend application, but not necessarily. Maintaining the sisterhood with the mother-in-law, reluctantly passed.

suddenly,

On the mobile phone on the coffee table, the breathing light flashed.

Noticing this situation, Jiang Qi picked up his mobile phone to check the situation, and sure enough, the friend request was approved.

How to do?
Would you like to have a friendly opener?

So what should I call her?Aunt Song or President Song?Or is it Sister Song?
Pondering for a while,
Jiang Qi held his mobile phone and edited the message.

Endeavouring Young Master Jiang: Aunt Song, I know that you are forced to apply through my friend out of helplessness, so let's pretend that nothing happened, and be familiar strangers to each other, what do you think?
Soon,

Song Meiyue sent her reply.

Xiaoyueer: ok

It is very concise and clear, without any sloppy waters, and a word is inserted straight into the center.

Jiang Qizheng was about to put down his phone when he suddenly received another WeChat message from Song Meiyue.

Xiaoyueer: Come to my office tomorrow morning, I'm on the tenth floor
Seeing this message from her, Jiang Qi felt a vague sense of something in his heart, so he sent her an 'oh', then locked the screen of his mobile phone and stared at the ceiling above his head with a melancholy expression on his face. .

tomorrow morning
Should I go in with my left foot or my right foot?

the next morning,

Jiang Qi came to the company building early, sat in his seat after punching in the card, and used the company's computer to check the company's internal high-level list, and then he found Song Meiyue's basic information.

"No way?"

"In charge of personnel, finance and technology research and development?"

Seeing Song Meiyue's responsibilities within the company, Jiang Qi felt that his head was about to crack, but the next content shocked him even more, because he found out that the chairman was also surnamed Song, and he really hadn't noticed this problem before. Now it appears that the two are a father-daughter relationship.

"Xiao Jiang?"

"It's rare today!"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses stood beside Jiang Qi with a smile and said, "Usually you step into the company, but I didn't expect that today would be the first, by the way, Xiao Xie invited you to go yesterday. Why don't you come for supper? Let me tell you. Yesterday's activity was very good."

This middle-aged man with glasses is Wu Zheng, the director of the technical department. He often wanders in various bathing centers and foot-washing cities with Jiang Qi and Xie Buchen. The three have a very strong friendship, and Wu Zheng, who is in charge, will often invite two people to spend.

"Hey"

"Dude, my heart is bitter!" Jiang Qi sighed and muttered to himself sadly.

"Uh?"

"I feel like you have something on your mind." Wu Zheng noticed that his good brother was a little worried, moved a chair to sit next to him, and said earnestly, "Tell me and I'll analyze it for you."

Jiang Qi pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Wu Zheng, and asked, "If Angkor gives you two choices, one is to work hard, be self-reliant, work hard for your dreams, and then become a superior person, and the other is to climb up to the pretty rich woman. , from then on to the pinnacle of life, but to bear the title of son-in-law, how would you choose?"

"the second!"

Wu Zheng didn't even think about it, and gave the answer directly.

"what?"

"No. Is it so direct?" Jiang Qi looked at him with a bewildered face.

"Brother!"

"Life is only a few decades, and one second of happiness is one second." Wu Zheng said earnestly: "And you all say that you are a pretty rich woman, the temperament that has experienced the baptism of wind and frost, a little girl can't compare, I am Without your condition, if I had. Still working here? Fuck it! Go straight to heaven."

As soon as the voice fell,
Wu Zheng thought of something, and smiled meaningfully: "It sounds like you have an idea?"

"No."

"I, Jiang Qi, have always adhered to the principle of self-improvement, and will never sell my soul." Jiang Qi shook his head, looked at the time, stood up silently, and said to Wu Zheng, "Angkor, I'm asking for a half-hour leave, I have something to do. needs to be dealt with."

Left immediately after speaking.

Looking at the back of his good brother, Wu Zheng couldn't help frowning, secretly slandering why Xiaojiang is a little weird today?
Jiang Qi had been standing in front of a certain office door for a full three minutes, his eyes fixed on the doorknob, but he didn't have the courage to hold it.

Although this is an ordinary door, you never know what you will get when you open it.

Taking a deep breath, he reached out and grasped the doorknob, then pressed it lightly.
Then the left foot went first.

(End of this chapter)