Warm Marriage In the Prosperous Age

damn it! !

She doesn't believe it anymore, and there is a man she can't handle! Just haven't seen her yet!

As if thinking of something, Zhang Meili turned around and came to Wen Nuan, and asked aggressively, "Which family do you belong to? What's your relationship with Young Master Sheng?"

Wen Nuan raised his eyes and looked at it, and said lightly: "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course! Or am I talking to the air?" Zhang Meili said angrily, looking at the woman in front of her, she wasn't a good person, she looked charming.

"You don't have a name or a surname, I thought, you have the habit of talking to the air!" He replied warmly and lightly.

In this world, there are always people who like to run in front of others to find a sense of existence! It's an eyesore!

"You!" Zhang Meili pointed at Wennuan angrily, and was speechless for a while. She wanted to scold a few words, but she really didn't know the other party's name, and in an instant, she was stuck in her throat.

"Then tell me, which daughter in Rongcheng is your daughter?"

Wen Nuan looked directly at the other party and opened her lips lightly: "Are you a policeman? Checking the household registration? Is it necessary for me to answer you?"

The shriveled Zhang Meili had a very ugly face, and the anger in her heart swelled up, and then she looked contemptuous: "Oh! It's not from our famous Rongcheng circle! I'll just say it, why doesn't it look familiar? How does it feel! Now, some women, after watching too many TV series, always fantasize that they are Cinderella and want to..."

Just after the cardboard box was placed, and the front desk staff who reported to Mr. Sheng's assistant on the phone, turned around and saw that Miss Zhang, who was actually arguing with Miss Wen!

Frightened heart instantly tense!

To die! !

This Miss Zhang is courting her own death, but don't implicate her! !

The front desk staff walked over quickly and hurriedly shouted, "Miss Zhang!!"

Seeing the staff approaching, the warm right hand immediately closed slightly.

Zhang Meili, who was suddenly interrupted, looked unhappy and looked at the staff with gloomy eyes: "Why are you shouting so loudly! I'm not deaf, I can't hear!"

"Sorry! Miss Zhang! Please cooperate! Within the company, we do not accept idle personnel!"

Zhang Meili was completely irritated, her brows were furious, and her index finger poked the front desk staff's forehead with contempt: "You are such a green onion! What am I going to do, it's not your turn to teach me! Ha! Idle staff?! I don't know. Zhang's Electronic Technology Group?"

Seeing this arrogant woman, Wen Nuan poked the staff member's forehead hard with her fingers while talking. That gesture, full of aloofness, was full of contempt and contempt, as if she didn't treat people as people at all.

Warm and annoying! An instant burst into flames!

Who does she think she is? O God who created all things! She looks like the **** of neuropathy!

Warmly got up, stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Meimei's hand, and stopped her from poking people's forehead!

"You pay her every month and support her?"

"Or, did you give her parents the care of the elderly?"

Seeing that someone interrupted herself again, Zhang Meili was full of anger and said viciously, "Why should I give her parents old age? Why should I pay her salary? Does she deserve it?"

The warm words made Zhang Meili feel inexplicable. She didn't know what the other party was talking about, she just found it very funny.

Warm and light: "Then why do you point at other people's foreheads and teach others a lesson? Who are you? The parents who give her vitality? Or the boss who pays her salary every month?"

Warmth secretly increased the strength in his hand, and a sneer raised at the corner of his mouth: "Are you that green onion?"