Crippled Master's Young Wife

At the airport, the Jiang family had already sent someone to pick up Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun loosened Xia Ling and walked out of the airport together.

At this time, Xia Ling's mobile phone rang.

Xia Ling stopped, took out her mobile phone and looked at it. She saw it was a strange phone.

She didn't have the habit of refusing to listen, so she connected.

"Miss Xia, when will you return to your old house?"

There was a man's voice on the phone.

Xia Ling was stunned and only felt that the voice was familiar.

madam?

Old house!

Xia Ling remembered that this voice was the voice of the driver who came to pick her up to her old house last time.

"What's up?"

Going back to the old house again?

Are you making trouble for her again?

"Miss Xia, didn't you watch the news? Today is an important day for Fu Dashao to officially assume the post of president of Fu's group. There is a dinner in the evening, so my wife invited the stylist to do the modeling for everyone in the afternoon. My wife said that although you don't deserve Fu Dashao, I'm afraid you'll lose Fu Dashao's face on such an important day. Let me inform you to go back early."

Xia's voice was startled and mocking, but his heart was not lack of spirit.

She was busy picking up Jiang Lingyun and didn't really see the news.

The most important thing is that someone doesn't say a word on such an important day!

I want to hit him!

"I see. I'll be right back."

Xia Ling said to the man and hung up her cell phone.

"What's the matter, ling'er? What's the matter?"

The warmth on one side saw that Xia Ling's face was different and asked.

"Well, warm, brother Ling, I'm going back to Fu's old house now."

Xia Ling said, "today, Yunting officially takes over the post of President Fu. There will be a dinner in the evening, so..."

I wanted to have dinner with them and have a good chat after picking up the plane. Now it seems that I can only get together another day.

"I saw the news."

Jiang Lingyun glanced at the huge electronic screen not far away. "Lingling, go and be busy. We should meet in the evening."

The introduction about Fu's group is playing on the electronic screen. The host sells the key, and the tone is not lack of lightness, which reminds people of what the next successor of Fu looks like.

Fu Yunting is finally going to appear in front of the public.

And she wants to come and accompany him tonight.

The appearance of handsome men and beautiful women should be very popular, right.

Jiang Lingyun looked at Xia Ling and the pain in her black eyes flashed by.

Xia Ling didn't notice Jiang Lingyun's expression because she was in a hurry to go back.

After saying goodbye to them, she went straight to her car.

After getting into the car, Xia Ling didn't rush to drive, but took out her mobile phone and called Fu Yunting.

The telephone rang several times and finally got through.

Fu Yunting's magnetic voice came with a little smile, "wake up?"

Xia Ling wanted to pretend to be angry, but he heard his smiling voice, but the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

"Well, today is the day when you officially take over the post of President Fu. Why didn't you tell me?"

Is it because it doesn't matter?

Isn't he going to let her accompany him to the dinner party?

"I see?"

Fu Yunting chuckled, "weren't you busy last night? I was so angry that I patronized you and forgot to get down to business. When I wanted to talk, you had already slept like a pig."

Xia Ling was stunned for a long time before he reacted. What did Fu Yunting mean.

He meant that she was busy calling Jiang Lingyun last night. He was angry and just bothered her!

Ha ha!

What a fallacy!