I've become a wicked stepmother?

Recently, Yu Shi has been busy with the live broadcasting room, but he didn't know that the business popularity in his studio soared because of the design during that period.

And the news also reached song wanting's ear. She revised the contract again and said, "at the beginning, I signed you as the chief designer of our company. Now I want to make a decision. "

Yu Shi is very confused. Every time song wanting gives herself an unexpected surprise. She took the contract, went for a long time did not dare to open, "what on earth is this?"

"You can open it." Song wanting will be the last suspense left to the other side to reveal.

When Yu Shi opened the contract, the tears in his eyes fell down. Her studio hasn't made much progress, even in the eyes of many people, it's a bottomless pit.

However, I have never talked to Wei Junye about this. Because she knew that if Wei Junye knew about it, he would only use money to solve it. However, what money solves is always a superficial problem.

"Is that true?" Yu said

Song wanting nodded and said, "of course it's true."

"Thank you, Mr. Song." At that time, I couldn't help myself.

At this time, song wanting is very deep said, "in fact, I quite appreciate your talent, you can also call me wanting."

"Is that ok?" He hesitated again.

It seems that she has no friends in her impression.

Song wanting said, "of course."

When she signed the contract, she was very excited. At that time, she took song wanting to leave the office and came to a pretty good Qingba.

Song wanting pointed to the sign and said, "are you sure you want to come here?"

"Of course, go in." At that time, she drags song wanting to Qingba.

Today, the musicians invited by Qingba sing those songs into Yu Shi's heart.

At that time, he shakes the glass in his hand, and the ice reverberates in the glass. The deep feeling of the whole person has changed subtly, "wanting, do you know? I used to like to come to this Qingba to see how those singers pursue their dreams. So every time I come here, I have a deep feeling. "

"You really like design. I can see it in your work." In fact, song wanting has studied her works carefully at other times.

Each of her works seems to tell a story, so she will challenge the company's bottom line again and again.

When she saw such praise, she became shy. She said, "is that right? Maybe. "

It's really rare to find a person who understands his own design, and even less to find a person who thought he would pay for his dream.

I don't know how many drinks I drank at that night, but when the bar closed, I was already drunk and unconscious.

Song wanting will be back home, because she also drank a lot, so specially invited a driver.

Wei Junye looked at two drunk women, unexpectedly so boldly invited a proxy driver. He took the driver away and said to song wanting, "you can have a rest here."

"It's OK. I have a surrogate driver here." Song wanting is not very sober.

Wei Junye is not at ease, let Qi Lingxin song wanting back to the guest room.

And Wei Junye will be directly into the bedroom, but back to the bedroom when more crazy.

She hugged the contract tightly, boasting, "you know what? There's hope in my studio. That's my dream. That's my dream. "

"Can't you just calm down?" Wei Junye said.

Just when the couple argued, Wei Yu and Wei Nian secretly hid near the crack of the door, peeping, and sometimes making some sobbing sounds.

Wei Junye found that something was not right, so he stuffed it into the bed. He went back to the door, grabbed the two bunnies and said, "why don't you sleep?"

"Dad, what are you doing?" Wei Yu couldn't help but keep peeping.

Wei Junye scraped Wei Yu's nose and said, "Little Smart ghost, go to bed quickly."

Wei Junye holds Wei Yu in his arms, and the other hand holds Wei Nian's hand. Only such a short distance, Wei Yu was able to sleep on his father's shoulder.

Wei Junye put the child firmly on the bed and covered her with a quilt. He led Wei Nian back to his room.

After arranging all the people, wait until Wei Junye returns to the room. When he was asleep, Wei Junye looked at the contract that fell to the ground.

Sometimes Wei Junye couldn't understand why Yu Shi was so happy because of such a small contract. Sitting on the sofa, looking at the sleeping Yu, the corners of his mouth are inadvertently raised.

The next day, when Yu woke up. But she found that all the people cast a different look at her. After she did her hair, she asked, "what's the problem?""No, No. Have breakfast. " Wei Junye said.

And the Wei Yu of one side secretly covered his mouth and said, "Mom, shame."

"What do you mean, you little villain?" He grabbed her by the mouth and said.

Wei Yu covered his mouth and smilingly.

When Yu wants to find out what happened, she turns around and finds song wanting with messy hair coming out of the guest room.

As soon as song wanting changed her usual style, she just came out wearing a pajama. Maybe I haven't realized that I am in another environment.

At the moment when song wanting and Yu looked at each other, they realized that they had done something shameful last night, but they had already drunk and had no impression at all.

Song wanting and Yu Shi went back to the room at the same time and rearranged themselves.

When sitting in front of the dresser, seriously looking at themselves in the mirror. Desperately want to recall yesterday's things, but scratch the brain can't remember.

On the other side of the song wanting changed her clothes, even did not dare to eat breakfast. Just want to rush out. But Wei Nian stopped him and said, "Auntie, can you stay and have breakfast with me?"

In fact, from the last time I met my parents, Wei Nian's feeling towards song wanting was always different. I've always been attached to her.

Wei Nian took the other party's hand and shook it. Looking at his eager little eyes, song wanting was embarrassed to refuse.

Song wanting pinched his little face and said, "OK, Auntie promised you. "I can only do it silently beside Wei Nian.

Song wanting tried her best to bury her head very low, as if to ease the embarrassment in this way. It's just a pity that these things are useless.