Mr. CEO, Please Control Yourself

Luo Suwen still lives in xuange. Song Yan goes to work at the magazine. She doesn't see her. Naturally, she will feel much better.

Today's weather is rarely good, so she asked several friends to go to the beauty salon for spa. One of her friends, Mrs. Mo, proudly raised the white jade bracelet in her hand, "see, this is given to me by my daughter-in-law, or designed and customized by her own hand, but it's intentional."

"Really?" Mrs. Ou looked closely at the bracelet on her wrist and praised, "Oh, it's still true. It seems that your daughter-in-law is filial to you."

Then Mrs. Ou also stretched out her finger and looked at the diamond ring on her finger. "My ring is also given to me by my daughter-in-law. She is more interested in my affairs than my husband and son."

"My daughter-in-law is also there. If there is a slight change in the weather, you should boo me and ask for my warmth." Mrs. Mo answered.

Luo Suwen listened silently as they were showing off their daughter-in-law. She suddenly thought of song Yan and a flash of disdain flashed across her eyebrows.

She really can't expect song Yan to be filial to her. If she doesn't annoy her to death, she thinks it's her greatest filial piety.

"Suwen, I heard that your son is also married. What gift did your daughter-in-law give you?" Mrs. Mo looked at her and asked curiously.

This question can make Luo Suwen feel particularly embarrassed, but she has always been a person who wants face. Of course, she won't admit it bluntly. Song Yan hasn't expressed more than half of her position to her up to now. She feels angry at the thought of these.

People's daughter-in-law will try to please even if her mother-in-law is bad to them, but song Yan doesn't want to talk about her anymore. If she can smile at her a little, it's estimated that the sun will come out in the West.

"Su Wen, she doesn't mean nothing, does she?" Mrs. Ou asked tentatively. Her slightly stunned expression seemed to see through her heart.

"Of course not. She is filial to me and obedient." Luo Suwen forced herself to say something against her heart, but she held herself in a panic.

"How about this? This weekend, we'll call our daughter-in-law together for dinner and shopping." Mrs. Mo suggested and winked at Mrs. ou, with some deep meaning in her eyes.

"OK." Mrs. Ou echoed.

Luo Suwen wanted to refuse, but she was afraid of being suspected by them, and then laughed at her. She resolutely did not allow that to happen, "OK."

**

Song Yan gets off work and returns to xuange with her steamed stuffed bun.

Luo Suwen sat high in the living room. Seeing song Yan coming back, she said coldly, "come back?"

Hearing her sudden greeting, song Yan was stunned for a moment, then recovered her calm look, and said faintly, "well, I'm back."

Luo Suwen felt angry when she saw that she was so lukewarm, but she forced herself to bear it.

"This weekend, you accompany me to go shopping and meet friends. Remember to dress up properly."

After saying that, she didn't wait for song Yan to respond, so she got up and went upstairs directly.

Song Yan's expression was suspicious. How did she feel that Luo Suwen suddenly became a little strange.

She even took the initiative to invite her to go shopping. Is there any conspiracy in it?

Luo Suwen has always been unhappy with her. That's the fact. She can't turn sexual suddenly.

Song Yan doesn't bother to think so much. See the moves at that time. She doesn't expect Luo Suwen to dare to kill her.

"Mom, wash your hands and take her to dinner."

The steamed stuffed bun smiled and nodded hard.

After a while, Li Qingyu came back and the three of the family sat happily together for dinner. Luo Suwen never liked to eat with song Yan, so her food Uncle Wang asked someone to prepare it separately and send it upstairs for her.

When she was going to have a rest in the evening, song Yan told Li Qingyu about Luo Suwen's invitation to go shopping with her at the weekend. "I think your mother is a little strange. She said she wanted to take me to see her friends and dress up properly."

"See her friend?" Li Qingyu seems to understand that his mother's friends are vain and like comparison, so Luo Suwen will suddenly ask song Yan to go shopping together. She must have received some stimulation from her friends, "then go with her."

"Xiaorou, remember to prepare an expensive gift for your mother these days. I'll pay for it." After thinking about it, Li Qingyu added.

"Will she accept my gift?" Song Yan expressed some doubt, but since Li Qingyu said so, she just did it, and then asked, "what kind of gift does your mother like?"

"Luxury." Li Qingyu answered these three words lightly.

Song Yan twitched at the corners of her mouth.

However, this problem is not difficult for her. There are many luxury brands in the fashion magazine "fashion Pavilion" she founded. After the first issue was launched, the sales volume was quite good.

"I have to choose something special for your mother."

"I believe in your vision. Money is not a problem." Li Qingyu naturally hopes that they can get along well, so the family will become much warmer.

"That's good." Song Yan is not polite to him. Anyway, it's all for his mother. He should be filial as a son.

She took out her mobile phone and found a limited edition bag. This is a limited edition bag made by a famous teacher. It is said that there are five in the world.

"Husband, do you think this bag is good?"

Li Qingyu glanced at her faintly and looked at her with deep meaning. "There are only five in the world. Do you think you can get it?"

Song Yan affectionately took his arm and looked at him with a smile. Her eyes turned smartly, "I can't grab it, but you're different. I heard that this big designer has so much friendship with you."

"You investigate my circle of friends?" Li Qingyu reached out and gently pinched her chin.

Song Yan smiled and denied, "it's not investigation, it's hearsay."

"OK, I'll try." Li Qingyu took her into his arms and put his forehead close to her forehead. "Wife, I'm so busy for you. Should you show a little?"

She put her hands around his neck. "So, Mr. Li, what kind of expression do you want?"

"Let me see." He stared at her with burning eyes, slowly stuck her soft lip flap on his lips, and explored deeply bit by bit until the negative distance fit

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