The exclusive rich family's shock marriage

Chapter 167 The Fake Foreign Devil (2)
Ye Fusang looked at him in confusion: "Old Ancestor, if you have anything to say, just say it, I'm fine."

Tired is tired, but not that tired.

Old Mrs. Tang reached out and handed her a dark blue envelope: "Ah-Zio sent it over, saying it was an invitation card. He graduated this year, and the school has a prom. He is allowed to bring his family, so he sent this over."

Ye Fusang opened it and looked at it, and immediately typed the characters, and barely recognized a few words, as well as the pinyin of her name. She guessed that the meaning was to invite her to the graduation prom of a certain school. Ye Fusang was not interested. When it came to the prom, she It feels like a group of ladies and gentlemen chatting and joking, just like the one on TV.

She hadn't participated in it before, and she didn't know what it was like. She glanced at old Mr. Tang before saying, "Old Ancestor, I haven't participated in it. I'm afraid..."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Old Mr. Tang said directly: "It's just some children dancing and talking. They are all young people. No one is special. Let's go and relax. The air in that country is good. The scenery is good. At the beginning, A-Zi chose it because it looked better than other countries in the photos. His parents didn’t like any of the schools that his parents chose for him, so he insisted on going there.

Old Mr. Tang said with a smile: "I'll ask someone to help you apply for a visa. You will follow your aunt to make clothes later. By the way, go back and ask the company for a week's leave. There is still half a month. There is enough time, so don't worry."

This is the final decision, and there is no chance for her to speak and refute.

Ye Fusang was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I see."

Out of Mrs. Tang's door, Ding Susu was already standing outside with a smile and waiting. Seeing her go over and hold her hand, she smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll definitely catch up. I've called everyone, let's go Just measure the size, it won't delay your business."

Ye Fusang wanted to say that she was not in a hurry at all, it seemed that the Tang family were all in a hurry.

Everyone made arrangements, she, a country bumpkin, didn't understand anything, so she could only come obediently according to the request. The person who came to take the measurement was a young woman in a formal suit, and she behaved respectfully. Ye Fusang took off her coat and spread her hands arm, at her mercy.

After a while, the young woman smiled and nodded: "Okay, Miss Ye can put down her arms."

Ye Fusang nodded and smiled at her, the young girl put away the recorded measurements, and nodded with Ding Susu to leave.

Ye Fusang looked at Ding Susu: "Auntie, can I go back now?"

Ding Susu said "ah" and said, "Now? Don't you stay for dinner? It's okay for you to go back now, why don't you talk to us? Don't worry..."

Ye Fusang smiled shyly: "No, I want to go back and rest. I have to go to work tomorrow, so don't bother me."

Unable to keep her, Ding Susu had no choice but to let her go back.

After Ye Fusang got into the car, he couldn't help sighing, stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, when will such a day be so bad?She always felt that after Tang Xiao was involved in her life, she couldn't control it herself. It seemed that something had deviated from the originally established track, making her involuntarily follow the track set by others.

After returning home, Ye Qingtong was already at home, packing up his things, and saw Ye Fusang go back and scratch his head: "Sister, why did you come back so late before I cleaned up?"

When Ye Fusang was on a business trip, he would come over at night and turn on the lights in several rooms for a while, and watch TV to create the illusion that someone was at home, and then turn off the lights later and go back to sleep, which would always make things a bit messy. I heard that he When my sister came back, Ye Qingtong hurriedly cleaned up, but was caught up in the end.

Glancing at the trash such as the instant noodle bucket, Ye Fusang pulled his face: "Eating instant noodles again? Isn't he the so-called number one master chef? What if you cook something for yourself?"

Ye Qingtong scratched his head and laughed dryly: "Isn't this lazy?"

After the two finished cleaning up together, Ye Fusang said casually, "I'm going to go out again in the middle of this month. When I don't want to cook, I can just buy and eat. Don't keep eating instant noodles."

Ye Qingtong was both surprised and envious, "You want to go abroad again? Your boss is really rich, so all the money was spent on air tickets, right?"

Ye Fusang smiled at him and comforted him: "Don't be envious, you will have a chance in the future."

"Me?" Ye Qingtong sighed: "Forget it, the Year of the Monkey is just around the corner."

The siblings watched TV together again, and Ye Qingtong went back to sleep.

Feeling overwhelmed, Ye Fusang didn't sleep very well. At night, Ye Fusang dreamed of Tang Xiao and went into a trance and did something painful, which made her stomach hurt.

I got up early the next day, went to the company and wrote a leave request in advance, and when Zhan Rong came, I gave it to him for approval. Zhan Rong looked at her leave request, and on the weekend: "What do you want to ask for a week?"

Ye Fusang lowered his eyes and uttered two words: "Private matters."

Zhan Rong leaned back on his chair and squinted: "A private matter?"

Ye Fusang nodded: "Yes."

Zhan Rong squinted at her: "What private matter takes a week?"

Ye Fusang himself knew that the leave request was too long. Which company would allow employees to ask for leave every now and then, and even suddenly ask for a week?Feeling guilty, I lowered my head and held back for a long time without uttering a word.

Zhan Rong didn't make things difficult for her, and signed with a pen, reminding: "Don't make an example!"

Ye Fusang nodded hastily: "Boss, I knew you were the most wise and powerful boss in the world!"

Zhan Rong looked helpless: "It's useless to say good things, let me tell you, there will be no next time!" After speaking, he also felt speechless, and waved his hand with a look of disgust: "Okay, okay, okay, sure! "

There will be no next time. Zhan Rong has said this to her many times, but there will always be a next time. Ye Fusang is used to it, and Zhan Rong himself is tired of saying it. There is no prestige at all, so what's the use of saying it?
When handing over the leave slip to HR, the HR looked at the leave time on it, rolled his eyes and said, "Only you can ask for this leave. How can you let us who are not treated by the boss be embarrassed?"

Ye Fusang returned to his seat silently, and directly directed his anger at Tang Xiao's head. If he hadn't had so many moths, would there have been so many follow-ups?He is really a god, he behaved so well and obediently, what happened?This is changing tricks to toss people!
Two weeks later in the morning, Ye Fusang received a call from Ding Susu while he was at work, saying that the dress he ordered last time was ready, let him try it on and see if there is anything to change.

Ye Fusang went there directly after get off work, and the clothes deliverer changed to two people. One of them was a middle-aged woman who was dressed in fashion and elegance. Although the aunt was old, her high heels were scary, her chopsticks were sharp, and she walked on the floor with a clear voice. And unique fan.

Ding Susu and Ye Fusang introduced: "This is Ding Ding, the designer of the dress. I have many dresses designed by her. I came here today to see if the dress is not convincing. You can try to change it."

(End of this chapter)