Extreme wealthy family: Huo Shaodou's wife

Chapter 220 is his childhood sweetheart

"Miss Yang, I'm sorry just now, why don't you wash your face?" the makeup artist suggested in a low voice.

"Yeah." Yang Mi's face twisted a little, she got up and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as he washed his face, he saw the woman who came with Wu Muchen just now came in.

The mood that had just calmed down instantly swelled up again.

"Who are you?" Yang Mi stopped in front of the woman with a very bad tone.

The woman seemed to be taken aback. When she saw that the person standing in front of her was Yang Mi, she calmed down and smiled, "Ms. Yang, hello, I am President Wu's secretary."

"Secretary?" Not a girlfriend.

Yang Mi's mood improved so much, "Are you accompanying Mr. Wu to the charity banquet tonight?"

"Yes." The woman replied, then turned and entered the cubicle.

Yang Mi shrugged, it seemed that she had misunderstood Wu Muchen, it was fine if it wasn't his woman.

But the secretary has always coveted her boss, so she doesn't believe that this little secretary has no idea about Wu Muchen.

After all, Wu Muchen is handsome and rich.

Thinking of this, Yang Mi felt upset again, looked in the direction of the cubicle and walked out of the bathroom.

Wu Muchen was still sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and didn't even glance at Yang Mi.

Yang Mi sat down a little depressed.

The makeup artist glanced at Yang Mi's obviously swollen face, and said cautiously, "Miss Yang, you can't move around this time."

"Yeah." Yang Mi looked at herself in the mirror. Although she was not as pretty as Weiwei, she was still considered Xiaojiabiyu, and her figure was still good.

At least it was much better than the little secretary brought by Wu Muchen.

Thinking of this, Yang Mi regained some confidence, sat there quietly and let the makeup artist toss her face.

After putting on the makeup, the makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Mi stood up, turned around in front of the mirror, and turned to look at Wu Muchen.

It happened that he raised his head and looked at Yang Mi.

"Mr. Wu, is this dress of mine beautiful?" Yang Mi deliberately bit the word dress hard to remind him that he gave her a dress before.

"Very good." Wu Muchen buried his head in the newspaper again.

Yang Mi really wanted to snatch the newspaper from Wu Muchen's hand, the newspaper is as good as she is.

At this moment, Wu Muchen's little secretary also finished her makeup, walked up to Wu Muchen, and said respectfully, "Mr. Wu, I'm fine."

"Yes." Wu Muchen put down the newspaper, got up and walked outside.

Yang Mi pouted and walked out of the dress shop.

The little secretary stood by the side of the road waiting for Wu Muchen, he should go get the car.

Yang Mi stood beside her and waited together.

The little secretary felt that there was another person beside her, and when she turned around, she saw Yang Mi, and hurriedly greeted her, "Miss Yang."

"Yeah." Yang Mi really didn't like the little secretary.

Well, she doesn't like any woman who approaches Wu Muchen, it has nothing to do with whether she is a secretary or not.

Wu Muchen drove the car over, and the little secretary subconsciously pulled the door of the co-pilot, but Yang Mi took the first step, "Please sit in the back, please."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the little secretary's consent, he bent down and sat in.

Meeting Wu Muchen's eyes, Yang Mi said with a smile, "I'm not driving, can you give me a ride, I'm also going to the charity party."

"Okay." Wu Muchen nodded, and waited for the little secretary behind him to sit still, then started the engine and blasted the car out.

At this time, it was rush hour, and the car stopped and went.

Along the way, Wu Muchen didn't speak, and the little secretary sat quietly behind.

Yang Mi looked at Wu Muchen for a while, and glanced at the little secretary in the rearview mirror for a while, and was relieved after making sure that the two of them did not make eye contact.

It seems that they are really just a simple subordinate-subordinate relationship.

It's no wonder that Yang Mi is too sensitive, it's the former Wu Muchen, the secretary is really not just a secretary.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Yang Mi pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The little secretary also got out of the car.

Wu Muchen handed over the car keys to the doorman, and glanced at the little secretary.

The little secretary understood, and hurried forward to take Wu Muchen's arm, and the two walked into the banquet hall in front of Yang Mi.

Yang Mi really wanted to swear, but she was ignored when she was standing here like a fucking big living person.

Walking into the banquet hall and taking a quick glance, most of them are people from the upper class.

Thinking about it, the charity gala is a time for companies to establish their corporate image, and they usually come to participate in it.

Seeing Cheng Shaoqian, Yang Mi's eyes lit up, and she walked over holding her skirt.

"Shao Qian."

Cheng Shaoqian was lowering his head to talk to Liu Anfeng, when he heard the voice raised his head and saw that it was Yang Mi, he smiled, and hurriedly introduced to the two of them, "This is my girlfriend Liu Anfeng, An Feng, and this is Yang Mi, the daughter of the Yang family. "

"It's also his childhood sweetheart." Yang Mi suddenly smiled evilly.

Cheng Shaoqian was taken aback for a moment, then stroked her forehead, this girl still couldn't change her temper.

Liu Anfeng blinked, calmly squeezed Cheng Shaoqian's waist, and whispered, "I'll settle the score with you later."

Then she smiled and shook hands with Yang Mi, "I've admired you for a long time, Miss Yang."

"To each other." Yang Mi saw the two people's small movements just now, and smiled knowingly, it's true that one thing is one thing.

Several people stood together and chatted for a while, then walked to the auction venue, found a seat and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, a person sat down next to him.

Yang Mi turned her head and saw that it was a man she didn't know, she frowned.

The man gave Yang Mi a friendly smile, Yang Mi glared, what are you smiling, her teeth are white.

Then he turned his head and looked forward, waiting for the charity party to start.

Someone sat down in the front seat.

Yang Mi stared at the head in front of her, feeling extremely upset.

The little secretary felt something was wrong, and when she turned her head, she saw Yang Mi's uneasy expression, and smiled dryly, "Miss Yang."

How could she feel that she could meet Miss Yang everywhere.

Wu Muchen also turned his head to look at Yang Mi, nodded to her, and then turned back.

"En." Yang Mi responded to the little secretary and stopped talking to her.

The little secretary turned her head in embarrassment. How did she find out that Miss Yang was not friendly to her.

Of course, she is a wealthy daughter, she is just a commoner, so it is normal to be unfriendly to her.

But she always felt that Ms. Yang's unfriendliness towards her had something to do with Mr. Wu.

Turning his head, he couldn't help but look at Wu Muchen.

Seeing Wu Muchen looking forward blankly, the little secretary didn't dare to stare at him all the time, and also looked forward.

Yang Mi stared fiercely at the little secretary's head, looking at something.

That is my man, and it will be mine in the future, and you will be charged later.

Yang Mi growled in her heart.

Cheng Shaoqian lowered his head and said in a low voice, "You haven't settled Mr. Wu yet."

Yang Mi glared at Cheng Shaoqian, she really didn't know which pot to open and which pot to carry.

"You didn't take care of Weiwei either." Laughing at others, she would too.

Cheng Shaoqian touched his nose, he was just concerned.

The charity gala has officially begun.

After a long series of words of thanks from the host, the auction started.

Yang Mi was angry at first, thinking that old man Yang was not short of money anyway, so she bought a jade bracelet and a set of purple clay teapots at a high price. The jade bracelet was given to Xu Fang, and the purple sand teapot was going to be given to Luo Yuwei. She likes to drink tea. Just give it to her.

After the auction ended, Yang Mi stopped Wu Muchen who was about to leave, "You sent me here just now, and now you are responsible for sending me back."

"Okay." Wu Muchen nodded and walked outside.

The little secretary gave Yang Mi a strange look, and hurriedly followed Wu Muchen.

Yang Mi proudly raised her chin and walked outside.

This time the little secretary sat directly behind.

Yang Mi sat in the co-pilot's seat and glanced at the little secretary in the rearview mirror, which was quite interesting.

Wu Muchen sent the little secretary home first, and then Yang Mi.

Yang Mi turned her head to look at the things Wu Muchen auctioned in the back seat of the car.

It seems to be a court fan, and a pair of calligraphy and painting.

Wu Muchen is a businessman, Yang Mi can't connect these things with him no matter what.

No matter how you look at these two things, they seem to be liked by literary youths.

Is Wu Muchen a literary youth?

"What do you like?" Wu Muchen asked.

Yang Mi was taken aback, "What?" She didn't understand what he said for a moment.

Wu Muchen turned his head to look at Yang Mi while driving, "Didn't you keep staring at the things behind you, just take what you like."

Yang Mi was overjoyed, "Really?"

"Yeah." Originally, it was to support charity. Liu Zhuanghe liked these things before, so he subconsciously took pictures.

Seeing that Yang Mi keeps looking at it, it's okay to give it to her.

Anyway, it's not much use for him to keep it.

Yang Mi stretched out her arms and brought the fan and painting over.

She said happily, "I want the fan, but you should keep the painting. It would be nice to hang it in the study."

"Whatever." Wu Muchen said indifferently.

Immediately, Yang Mi put the fan into her bag bluntly, and then hugged the bag in her arms, as if she was afraid that Wu Muchen would regret it in the next second.

The car stopped at the entrance of Yang's villa.

Yang Mi got out of the car with the items from the auction, stood outside the car and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for sending me back."

Wu Muchen nodded, started the car and left.

Yang Mi walked into the living room humming a ditty.

Yang Wei, Xu Fang, and Yang Xiaobao are all watching TV.

Seeing her come back, Yang Xiaobao rushed over, "Sister, what good things did you take, let me see."

"Curiosity killed the cat, what can children understand?" Yang Mi hurriedly avoided Yang Xiaobao, fearing that she would knock the purple clay pot in her arms to the ground.

"I'm not young anymore." Yang Xiaobao protested.

"Mi'er, if Xiaobao wants to see you, just show him." Xu Fang gave her daughter a displeased look, how could she not let her younger brother know how she is so old.

Yang Mi just put the things on the coffee table, picked up one of the boxes and handed it to Xu Fang, "Mom, this is the bracelet I made, it's very suitable for you."

Xu Fang took a look, put it on her arm, and smiled with satisfaction, "It's pretty."

"Well, not bad." Yang Wei also agreed.

Yang Xiaobao held the purple clay pot in his arms, looked left and right, "Sister, can you give this to me?"

"Not good." After Yang Mi finished speaking, she snatched it from Yang Xiaobao.

"Sister, I want this." Yang Xiaobao called out resolutely.

"My sister will buy a better one for you next time, and I will give this one away."

"Who are you going to send?" Xu Fang asked strangely.

"Weiwei." Yang Mi reckoned that Luo Yuwei would feel better after receiving this purple clay pot.

When Xu Fang heard this, her face changed, "Why are you still dating her?"

Yang Mi's face froze. Her mother was good at everything, but she disliked the poor and loved the rich. When she dated Weiwei, she simply liked her, and it had nothing to do with her status.

"Xu Fang, Luo Yuwei is fine, just let Mi'er get in touch with her." Yang Wei couldn't understand Xu Fang's thoughts, so he patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and signaled Yang Mi to go upstairs with his eyes.

Yang Mi hurriedly ran upstairs with the purple clay pot in her arms.

Yang Xiaobao subconsciously wanted to chase after him.

"Xiaobao, stop chasing him." Yang Wei stopped him.

This son of his is raised like a girl, grabbing things with Yang Mi at home every day, not at all manly.

Yang Xiaobao pouted dissatisfiedly, but did not refute.

"Husband, Luo Yuwei..."

"I know what you want to say. Luo Yuwei will make a comeback sooner or later." Yang Wei interrupted Xu Fang, looked at her and said, "You have time to think about Mi'er's marriage." He got up and went to the study.

Although Xu Fang was a little reluctant, she didn't continue this topic.

The next day, Yang Mi went to work with the purple clay pot in her arms.

There was no way, she was afraid that Yang Xiaobao would take it away while she was not at home.

In addition, she also wanted to go to Tianyi Pavilion to see Luo Yuwei after get off work.

After finishing her work, Yang Mi got off work early with the purple clay pot in her arms.

Walking into the garage, her car was indeed parked here.

Yesterday at the dress shop, Wu Muchen's car went to the charity banquet, and the people from the dress shop delivered the car to Yang's for her.

Opened the car door and got in, put the purple clay pot on the passenger seat, Yang Mi smiled, and drove towards Tianyi Pavilion.

Luo Yuwei was sitting on the sofa watching TV, when she heard the doorbell ringing, she glanced in the direction of the kitchen, the confinement wife was making dinner, and stepped on her slippers to open the door.

Opening the door, Yang Mi was taken aback, "Mier?"

"How about it, surprise me." Yang Mi grinned and walked in.

She raised the bag carrying the purple sand pot to Luo Yuwei, and smiled mysteriously, "Guess what good things I brought you?"

"What?" Luo Yuwei sat on the sofa with Yang Mi, took a look at her bag, and was really pleasantly surprised.

This set of purple sand teapots is the best and the best, and it is difficult to buy it usually, "Where did this come from?"

"I bought it at the auction yesterday." Yang Mi smiled triumphantly, knowing that Luo Yuwei would like it, "How is it?"

"good."

Luo Yuwei touched the teapot and immediately made tea.

Twenty minutes later, Yang Mi drank Luo Yuwei's Kung Fu tea and squinted her eyes in enjoyment, "It's really delicious."

Luo Yuwei smiled, "That's because of your purple clay pot."

"No, it's mainly your craftsmanship."

The two chatted while drinking tea.

Seeing that Luo Yuwei was much better, Yang Mi was also relieved.

The confinement wife came over and said that dinner is ready, but Huo Diao hasn't come back yet.

Luo Yuwei frowned, looked at the clock on the wall, it was six o'clock, and she should be back soon.

Pick up the phone and call Huo Diao.

At this moment, the door was opened, accompanied by a mobile phone ringing.

Huo Diao held the phone, the corner of his mouth raised.

This is the rhythm of the wife calling her husband to come back for dinner.

"Mr. Huo, you just came back. Miss Luo is calling you." Yue Yue said with a smile, the two people really have a tacit understanding, and their relationship is much better than when she first came here.

Huo Diao gave a rare smile to Mrs. Yue, looked at Luo Yuwei who was sitting on the sofa, and naturally saw Yang Mi.

　Today's question is: What is the name of Yang Mi's younger brother?haha easy
　　The top ten who answered correctly will get 20 coins. Hurry up, it will be gone if it is too late

　　
　
(End of this chapter)