Mrs. President is very low-key

Chapter 31 Curly hair, more feminine
After get off work in the evening, I stayed and worked overtime. After nine o'clock, I was hesitating whether to go or not.
I caressed my face, and I was slapped hard yesterday, do I still want to seek abuse today?
I understand that Lu Tianyu can't confront him head-on, but I don't want him to think that I should take these grievances for him for granted.

However, I remembered the sentence he said to me yesterday: "I regret it too, I regret beating you...", this morning I came here to deliver ointment, and Fang Ziqing mentioned his growth experience of being dependent on Mrs. Lu.

I think it is always right for a son to be filial to his mother. As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. Besides, Mrs. Lu doesn't even look down on Fang Ziyi. It's normal to look down on me. Maybe she doesn't really look down on me , but reluctant to let his son belong to another woman.

And the thing about tying your shoes, if I don't explain it, it will only make things more complicated, right?After all, we are married, which is a bit different from falling in love.

I'm a little hesitant, I don't know what to do?The mobile phone is in front of him, and he has never called to remind him. Will he forget this?
Better to be able to forget?Shouldn't I be angry that he and Fang Ziyi showed such a high-profile show of affection?Why do you want to accommodate him like this?
Because of money?No!Money is easy to borrow, but love is hard to repay?I feel like I've fallen into a black hole and I don't know when I'll see the light of day again.

After struggling, I still decided to go, feeling like stretching out my head is a knife and shrinking my head is also a knife. In short, I came to be Fang Ziqing's assistant, and I have already walked a bright road. Chen Xi can even buy him a shirt. ?
It was past ten o'clock when we arrived at the hotel, and just as we opened the door, we heard Lu Tianyu scolding in a furious voice: "What are you doing to eat? Didn't you let you snatch it back no matter what? Now tell me that someone gave you food." Snatched away? I don’t have to come to work tomorrow..."

With a sound of "snap!", Lu Tianyu threw his phone to the ground, and it immediately fell apart, which really shocked me. He has a bad temper at work. I've always known this, even a little mean.

Looking back at me, the anger on his face subsided a little, but it was obvious that he was very angry, so I asked cautiously, "What, what's the matter?"

Seeing water on the table, I poured myself a glass and poured him a glass too. I was quite thirsty all the way here, so he took the water and asked, "Why is it so late?"

"Uh, I just went to work, and I have a lot of things to do!"

"Tie your shoelaces or eat with me?" Sure enough, he still hasn't forgotten.

"No, it's some trivial matters, but it's better to have something to do than to be idle at home." I changed the subject and asked, "Why are you so angry?"

It may be that being caught is more worthy of his anger, so he doesn't seem to care about it anymore.

He explained to me: "Today there was a book auction, and there was a set of "Records of the Republic of China". I asked them to take it back for me anyway, but it was snatched away? I don't understand how valuable this set of books is to me?"

Lu Tianyu likes to collect books, and books are priceless in his eyes, so I understand his anger.

I tentatively asked, "Aren't you going home tonight?"

"Back!"

I was a little disappointed and asked: "Then, why did you ask me to come here?"

He grabbed my shoulders, let me look at him, and asked me, "Why do you say?"

As he spoke, he pushed me into the bathroom and said, "Wash your face and remove your makeup."

I don't think it's because I want to "come when you call, and go away when you wave"!I don't want to live a life like this. Even if my material problems are solved, my soul is very imprisoned.

I thought that I still have to take care of the matter between him and Fang Ziyi, this is my right, otherwise I should be brave enough to leave, if this continues, something will happen sooner or later.

After I took off my makeup and washed my face, I went out. He pushed me to the bed, turned on the headlights, and pushed my hair away with one hand to reveal my face. He looked carefully and said, "It seems that I used a lot of force yesterday. There are still bruises today."

He took out an ointment, applied it on me, and said, "The ointment I gave you must not be useful! Are you planning to cover it up with such heavy makeup all the time? Why don't you have breakfast in the morning? Does your friend have breakfast? Are you in good health? Or are you trying to make it worse?"

I don't know why, but I was a little moved. Actually, I have known him for so long, and he is still very kind to me. It has been a long time since a man has been so kind to me.

I grabbed his hand and couldn't help crying. I was a little bit reluctant to part with him. Seeing me crying, he asked, "What's the matter? Did it hurt you?"

I sobbed and asked, "Now that the marriage between Lu Tianqi and Mrs. Qiao has been annulled, do you still need to continue doing this with Ms. Fang?"

He said to the point: "Look at Ziyi's Weibo again! Nancheng Ancient Street will be put on the market soon, she is the spokesperson, and we are working."

"But maybe she doesn't think so."

"Then I can't handle it."

I said nervously: "Miss Fang, she seems to really like you, you will hurt her like this."

"I'll find an opportunity to explain to her. And you, should you consider changing jobs? Fang Ziqing is not a good boss to serve, you already feel it?"

This is true, but I don't want to change jobs yet. This job is indeed not my ideal job, but after learning about the BBC's working system and working atmosphere, I found that I quite like this job.

"It's hard to find a job, and I don't want your arrangement, I think it's good..." I was afraid that he would be unhappy, so I said it in a low voice.

He got up and said: "Okay, but, you should be careful, don't always stare at those Weibo or something, although you have never been in the entertainment industry, but you have something to do with it, you know that this industry is true and false Don't take anything seriously."

I was a little surprised that he agreed. He put on his coat and said, "I'm going back."

I went over to adjust his collar, put a scarf on him, and said, "Thank you for your understanding."

He said cleanly: "Mutual understanding."

Kissed my forehead and said: "Curly hair, it's more feminine." I thought he was complimenting me, and I was a little happy. I waited for him to leave before I realized that it was saying that I had nothing in the past. Feminine?
I couldn't help but went into the bathroom and carefully observed my curly hair in the mirror. The person in the mirror frowned intently, pouting cutely, pretending to be innocent and cute, not to mention charming, but indeed charming.

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Early in the morning, Xiao Le got up from the bed and dragged me up by the way. I didn't go to work for a long time, but I went to work suddenly, and I was very busy. It was a rare weekend, and I really didn't want to wake up.

"Xu Nanfeng, it was agreed last night, you said you would accompany me to the suburbs."

"It doesn't need to be so early." She was very excited, because she said that there was an alumni gathering today, and she said that he finally got an invitation letter, which was held by the famous painter "Wu Liu San Ren", who should be famous in the entire press circle. I want to interview people, so this invitation letter is hard-won.

She spent a long time fooling me last night and asked me to go with her. In fact, to be honest, I don't like interviewing people very much. I need special skills in speaking, and I feel very tired.

And this kind of interview without an appointment, you need to have a super thick skin. If you have a good temper, you may be stalked by you. I promise to give you a few minutes. If you have a bad temper, you can do it directly. Similar situations are not unheard of.

When a person can be interviewed with a stern face, he must have the capital to be interviewed, which means that he already has a certain status in society, so he naturally has the capital to refuse.

I finally escaped from that kind of life. I really don’t want to live like that again. My hobby is to write quietly, not to discuss with a group of ordinary people about their outlook on life and values, and to read what they are proud of. past?
Xiao Le is better at reporting, but not so good at interviewing. She is worried about her stage fright, so she has to drag me to life.

Because when I was in the magazine office, I was considered an all-rounder. The company was too small, so I participated in everything. As long as it was something that a person could do, I would do it.

Now that she said so, I definitely couldn't refuse. I dragged my tired body out of bed and waited for the car with her in the cold wind. After reversing three times, I arrived at the designated place.

A farm in the northern suburbs of Nancheng City is called "Green Shade Farm". Mr. Wuliu Sanren held a small party here. Only when we arrived did we realize that all the people invited were elderly people, just us two little girls.

The makeup has been blown away by the wind in the suburbs, and there is no dignity at all. With a bag of scarves, they are no longer white-collar beauties, but two village girls.

Looking at the gathering of a group of [-]-year-olds, I felt that I had gone to the wrong set. I asked Xiaole, "Where did you get the invitation?"

"Lucky, it was given by someone who interviewed in the past."

I took a deep breath, thinking that since I’m here, let’s be at peace, I’m working hard, doing anything is better than dying at home, first I’ll look around and find some useful information, and when I meet the true God, I’ll be able to talk to you, Set close, so the probability of success is higher.

I see that there are purple lisianthus flowers in the room. This flower does not bloom in this season, so the owner put this kind of flower to decorate the house at this time, which shows that this is his hobby.

This is an old painter who has closed his pen a long time ago. His works are not appreciated by ordinary people. His whereabouts are very secretive. He has hardly received any interviews. Everyone only knows his works but not his people. .

If photos or videos can be taken, it is really a big deal for a journalist.

But we have all forgotten that he is already in his sixtieth year, and people of our age will definitely not be invited to the party, so we are here, which seems very unique and embarrassing.

The old people are pointing, thinking where did this come from?

Xiao Le also felt something was wrong, grabbed my hand and asked, "Should we find a place to hide?" I think it is necessary.

But before this idea was implemented, a male voice was heard shouting: "Two ladies, who are you?"

It is estimated that the person in charge here has discovered us, should we turn back or not?This is a tricky question.

Seeing that we were not moving, the man put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Miss, I don't remember inviting young people, can I see your invitation letter?"

If it's a big trouble, will he be kicked out directly?That would be a shame.

Xiao Le turned around and said, "Can't we come here for others? My parents are old, but they don't want to discredit Mr. Wuliu, so let us two sisters come here instead, isn't it okay?"

Xiao Le preemptively strikes, and the villain files first. I am worried that she will cause some trouble, and it will be even more unmanageable, so I also turned around, but I didn't know that I saw a familiar face.

It seems like a lifetime away...

He was surprised and said, "Nanfeng? Xiaole? Why are you?"

(End of this chapter)