Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 770 Blame Uncle An
While Auntie and Mu Qingqing were busy in the store, Song Yanshu called Uncle An on the pretext of saying that the company had something to do.

"Young Master, what instructions do you have?" Uncle An asked solemnly, his voice as serious as ever.

Song Yanshu paused, and said in a cold voice, "Uncle An, didn't I tell you to suspend the plan and re-plan the land development in the northern part of the city? Why didn't you listen to me?"

Uncle An was taken aback, and then said, "I'm sorry, young master, I made my own decision, because the development of that land is imperative, and many uncles in the family have invested a lot of money and placed high hopes on it, and there is no suitable one. The reason is that if you stop working, you will stop working, there is really no way to explain it!"

Song Yanshu was a little displeased, and his face suddenly became gloomy, "So you deal with me on the surface, but in fact do your own way behind the scenes? If that's the case, how about you being the Patriarch of the Song family?"

Uncle An suddenly panicked. He grew up with the young master and watched him grow up. His relationship and feelings are extraordinary. He has never heard such words from his young master. Uncle An was amazed. , "No, no, young master, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that. It's too serious for you to say that!"

"Then what do you mean? You can't explain to those uncles, so you don't need to explain to me, do you?"

"Uncle An, because I trust you, I leave many things to you with confidence. Now I really start to wonder how many things you have tampered with behind your back and changed my meaning!" Song Yanshu raised his head abruptly. Loud voice, with an angry expression on his face.

Uncle An almost gasped, holding the phone with both hands trembling, "Master, I did this for your own good! At that time, you just took over the position of Patriarch, just for the sake of such a far-fetched The reason is that it is necessary to casually change projects that cost hundreds of billions of dollars, how can this be child's play!"

Song Yanshu was just making trouble, now that the project has been carried out, there is no way to turn back.But this incident caused Song Yanshu to have some grudges against Uncle An. Even though the incident was absurd, for the sake of Mu Qingqing's words, Song Yanshu was able to detour regardless of whether it was a project of [-] billion or [-] billion.

"Forget it..." Song Yanshu didn't listen to Uncle An's explanation, but hung up the phone directly.

After reorganizing his emotions, Song Yanshu returned to the store. He had already thought of a solution, but seeing Mu Qingqing greeting the guests with a smile, he thought of putting his gift on the glass shelf first, as a gift for Mu Qingqing. Qingqing was pleasantly surprised.

But when Song Yanshu walked in front of the display stand, his expression turned cold instantly. He saw the cup in front of him, glued up again, and next to it was a sentence written by Mo Liancheng, and his heart trembled.It was a gift for their children, a memory between them.

Song Yanshu's mood suddenly became very bad. The moment Mu Qingqing came to him, he quickly put away the box in his hand and hid it behind him.

"What are you doing, the cake has been cut, let's come and eat together..." Mu Qingqing smiled, her fulfilling and simple life made her feel much better.

Song Yanshu managed to force a smile, and said lightly, "I won't eat, the company has something to do, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you another day."

"Hey?"

Before Mu Qingqing could speak, Song Yanshu's figure had disappeared at the door of the coffee shop.

At that moment, Song Yanshu was like a wounded soldier fleeing from the wilderness, fleeing the battlefield in a panic, he was destined to be the one who failed.So he walked to the trash can, threw the carefully wrapped gift box in his hand, and then got in the car and left the old alley.

When I saw Mi Lan again, I was still on the set. Because of the previous mistakes in the technical department, there were two shots that needed to be re-shot, and because of this, it took a lot of time to re-set the scene. Mu Qingqing naturally In keeping with the spirit of the contract, he also agreed to re-shoot.

So Mu Qingqing left her aunt alone in the coffee shop that day, while she went to the set.

"Come in!"

There was a knock on the door of the lounge, and Bai Xiaoxi yelled. At this time, assistants and field managers would often come in and out of the studio, explaining and arranging some matters, and everyone didn't think much about it.

"Mrs. Mo..."

"You still have the face?" When Bai Xiaoxi saw that the person who came in was Mi Lan, he couldn't help but angrily stepped forward and asked sharply.

Mu Qingqing glanced at that extremely hypocritical face without any trace, and sat there expressionless, without moving a muscle.

Mi Lan walked in and said naturally, "Actually, I came today to apologize to you."

"You did such a disgusting thing, and you still have the face to apologize? If an apology is useful, why do you need the police!" Bai Xiaoxi was a little excited, wishing to tear off Mi Lan's human skin mask with his own hands.

Mi Lan ignored Bai Xiaoxi, she took another step closer to Mu Qingqing, and said softly, "I know I did something unforgivable before, but you are also a woman, you should know that women are always impulsive when they are emotional .Actually, I also regret that things have come to this point. I hope Mrs. Mo can forgive me. I..."

Mu Qingqing stood up abruptly, her cold eyes fell on Mi Lan, she interrupted Mi Lan's begging, because in Mu Qingqing's view, all this was just the most insignificant poor acting skills, she would not believe it .

"You'd better practice hard before you come back. At your level, you're not even qualified to play tricks!" Mu Qingqing said coldly, then called Bai Xiaoxi, and left the lounge.

The filming had already started, and Mi Lan was ignored like this. Even though she was not sincere, every time she saw Mu Qingqing's smug face, she gritted her teeth in her heart.

The air flow in the quiet lounge became extremely slow. Just as Mi Lan was about to leave, she heard text messages coming from the cell phone left on the dressing table one after another.

Originally, Mi Lan didn't care about it, but out of the corner of her eye, she happened to fall on the extremely bright screen of the phone, and saw Mo Liancheng's name.

"How is Qingqing recently?"

"Did the prenatal checkup go well? Did the doctor say anything?"

"Take good care of Qingqing on the set, and if you need anything, just let me know..."

The three text messages were all from Mo Liancheng, and it was only then that Mi Lan realized that this phone was carelessly left behind by Bai Xiaoxi just now.Thinking of that time when she overheard the conversation between Bai Xiaoxi and Zhong Lin in the basement, Mi Lan remembered that Bai Xiaoxi had secretly sent a letter to Mo Liancheng about Mu Qingqing.

Thinking of this, Mi Lan's eyes darkened...

(End of this chapter)