Chapter 47 Is it an honor to be a mistress

Ye Qianning used to join them occasionally to exchange words, but today she just came back to work, and she seems to be still not in the mood, sitting on the seat and sorting out her own materials, as if she doesn't hear what's going on around her.

However, someone soon brought the topic to her: "Ye Qianning, last time you asked for leave, didn't you mean that you were going back to get married? Why didn't you invite us to a wedding?"

Ye Qianning's hand froze when she was packing up the materials, and quickly returned to her nonchalant look, and casually replied: "Who said I went back to get married?"

"Lu Xiaoqi, isn't she your best friend? Could it be that her news is wrong?"

Ye Qianning subconsciously turned her head and gave Lu Xiaoqi a white look, this bastard, I should have known not to tell her about getting married so early.

But I don't blame her, she even wrote the invitation card, and she was going to send it out to everyone.

Lu Xiaoqi was stared at by her, hurriedly took a document to cover her face, and turned away guiltily.

Ye Qianning sighed impatiently, turned her head and replied to the person who raised the topic: "Jiang Min, did you hear wrong?"

"How is it possible?" Jiang Min suddenly looked annoyed, walked to Lu Xiaoqi's side, and took down the document in her hand: "Xiaoqi, tell me, Ye Qianning clearly said that she was going back to get married."

"But... maybe I made a mistake." Lu Xiaoqi turned her head in a daze, picked up another document and isolated herself from the two of them again.

This further confirmed Jiang Min's guess: "Ye Qianning, don't deny it. Isn't Xu Yan your boyfriend? He used to pick you up from get off work often. Why did you ask for leave to go back to get married, but in the end he married you?" What about others?"

"Who told you that I asked for marriage leave?" Ye Qianning laughed secretly in her heart. Fortunately, she saved a lot of vacation time this year, so she took annual leave first.

If she had really asked for a wedding leave then, it would be a fucking embarrassment now.

This Jiang Min has always liked to compete with her for the position of the first sister of Society Weekly, and she dared to provoke her openly, naturally because she also has some facts in her hands.

Seeing her categorically denying it, disdain appeared on her face, and she said sourly: "How could I remember that you told us that you were going to marry Xu Yan in the future, but now...is it considered as being dumped?"

"Ha ha……"

After Jiang Min finished speaking, several women beside him also joined in the teasing front: "Ye Qianning, that's right, I remember you told us before that you and Xu Yan were going to get married on your 25th birthday, isn't it your birthday? Not long ago, why didn't I see you get married?"

"Xu Yan married Wan Jiaer, the chief cellist of the Nanshi Symphony Orchestra, why is she better than Ye Qianning?"

Ye Qianning was immediately blocked and had nothing to say.

After thinking about it, I realized that what they said was actually true. She was too arrogant and arrogant in the past, thinking that she would definitely marry Xu Yan in the future, so when joking and chatting, she once said that her future marriage partner was Xu Yan. spoken.

Looking at it now, it was like throwing a stone at one's own foot, asking for trouble, and asking for guilt, so it was no wonder that she would be laughed at by these gossip women.

Lu Xiaoqi, who was pretending to be an ostrich, heard Jiang Min say that Wan Jiaer is better than Ye Qianning, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He removed the document on his head, stood up from his seat, walked up to Jiang Min, and said righteously: "Who said Qian Ning is worse than others, at least Qian Ning is better looking than her, okay? I think That Wan Jiaer is not that good either, is it an honor to be a mistress by stealing other people's boyfriends?"

(End of this chapter)

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