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Chapter 109 The True and False Female Boss in Jinli 42

Sitting on the sofa and drinking digestive tea, the old man went out after a while to show off to his friends with a proud look on his face. Dong's father and Dong Muqing went to the study to have a loving discussion, while Dong's mother cleaned up in the kitchen.

"Hmm? It's me. How are you doing at the Qin's house?" Then he leaned the phone against the pillar under the eaves, with his fingertips entwined with his hair.

"Not very good? The room is very depressing," Yisan said aggrievedly, also standing by the window looking at the unclamped snow.

"Then should we go back to Jinning Courtyard or Yueze Apartment? The restaurant at the apartment won't open until after the New Year, so why don't we go to Jinning Courtyard first?" He didn't ask what the Qin family's method was, it wasn't important.

Even if the Qin and Jin families were combined, they would not be enough for her to deal with. In the face of absolute power, what could she do even if she was unwilling?

"I returned to work on the second day of the new year to shoot endorsement films." His eyes were gloomy, and the more he couldn't stand it, the more helplessly he raged. Was it useful?

"Well, you want Qin's?" It's different from going to work, and it seems like you want to take it away from you.

"Keep it for now," he pursed his lips. He was touching Qin!

"What are you doing?" He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the marble floor.

"What do you think, Qingqing?" He chuckled, "I just finished dinner and now I'm standing by the window watching the snow. It's falling really hard."

"It's raining here too, and it will probably rain more on the 15th of the lunar year. How are you prepared?" He changed his standing posture.

"It's okay, but I don't know how to ride a horse, and I have quite a few scenes to play, so I have to learn before filming starts. There is a membership card for Xishan Horse Farm, but it may not be used by me." He scratched the window sill, leaving no trace of snow.

"Would you like to go someday? I have a Arabian horse, you might like it." He didn't even think about this for a moment.

I only go to see him occasionally when my business partner likes horse racing. It has been a while since I went. When I called him, he was no longer cold as before. His eyes were gentle and smiling.

After washing the last dish, Shen An came out of the kitchen and saw Dong Yuanqing standing in the corridor and making a phone call.

She was wearing a red down jacket and white woolen trousers. She had a smile on her face but I couldn't hear what she was saying, but she looked gentle.

"It depends on your time. I can make some time for you." He also wanted to keep Qin's father and let Qingqing pity him.

He glanced at Shen An and nodded as a greeting.

"I have something to do tomorrow." The forecast said it would snow for two days. "Will you go for a walk after the snow melts?"

"It's all fine. I heard that this director is very strict, so I'm a little nervous." He was still squeezed in because the director was strict when shooting the Lunar New Year film.

"Relax, read more and learn more, and don't worry about other things." Even the most strict people will bow down for money.

"Yeah, Qingqing is right." She peeled melon seeds in her hand, "I saw you at the party, you looked pretty good."

"You're still looking at this?" Not surprising, it's right in front.

"I looked at him twice, and then he called me and I hung up." There was a bit of reluctance in his eyes. It was really annoying, disturbing him and Qingqing.

"Okay, go ahead." He hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket.

She walked up the stairs, entered the living room and grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds. Passing by Shen An, Jiuli felt that it was better to take her destiny into her own hands. She had always done so.

"Change your temper. Shen An can be timid, but Mrs. Dong must be well-mannered and considerate. Mother is getting older, and things outside will be in your hands one day."

"You may not be capable but you can't be a drag. Mother will teach you how to be a wife of the Dong family."

There was a gentle yet powerful tone in her words. Dong Yuanqing made the young men in the entire compound unable to raise their heads and they all bowed down to her. She was the only one in the circle of Beishi who acted recklessly.

Others? Didn't you see that the girl who dated the pretty girl ended up marrying someone of the same social status? Shen An lowered his eyebrows subconsciously, but he couldn't deny that what the sister-in-law said was right.

"I will study hard," he mustered up the courage to look up, only to see a figure holding a large umbrella disappear from his sight.

After leaving Dong's house, I found the old man at the neighbor's house next door. He was so happy sitting in the living room eating roasted sweet potatoes.

"Yuan Qing, are you here to pick up Old Dong? Don't be polite with me while eating melon seeds." Old Peng glanced at his wife who was laughing happily.

"Thank you, Grandpa Peng. I was worried about our family because of the snow outside, so I came over to check on them," he obediently sat down beside him.

"Look at how lucky you are. Your son is very successful and your grandson is not bad either." He praised her endlessly, "Which one have you chosen?"

"Yuan Qing doesn't need a marriage arrangement. It all depends on her preference. As long as he's not of questionable character, it's fine." With a smile.

"What's the point of marriage? Yuan Qing drinks egg tea?" He made two cups and placed them in front of him, with a kind look in his eyes.

"Thank you, Grandma Peng," he took the egg tea and took a sip, "It still tastes like when I was a kid, so delicious."

They changed the subject naturally and talked about the auspicious weather and the snow that indicated a good harvest. They praised each other's children and grandchildren, saying that none of them were bad. The young man sitting next to them and chatting with them was stiff the whole time.

"Xiaobao, go see your Grandpa Dong off."

With one hand holding an umbrella, he supported the old man and nodded to Xiaobao, and the snow fell to cover his footprints.

"How unlucky to meet this female Rakshasa."

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, not many people from the Dong family came to pay New Year's greetings. Few of the younger generation came back either. Father Dong took time out of his busy schedule to accompany Mother Dong back to her parents' home. As for Shen An? He was quite displeased with the Shen family and didn't come back.

All of the old man's former subordinates came to the restaurant one after another, and each showed off their magical powers to prepare a table of food that was no less delicious.

As the next person in charge, Dong Muqing accompanied him throughout the whole process, and winked at his sister. In the past two days, if not 80% of the situation was known, at least it was almost known. How could Shen An be a match for these old foxes? He was like a cabbage.

"Yuan Qing," he followed awkwardly and called in a low voice.

"They won't eat people. You can integrate into the female family by learning about skin care, makeup, and beauty trends." Sorry, she never lowered her head. She really didn't know much about this stuff.

"This beautiful girl, is she Mu Qing's girlfriend?"

"It is just too timid to be accepted in a formal place."

"My girl is outgoing and can stabilize the rear."

Shen An clenched his hands, raised his voice, and then slowly said, "Not a girlfriend, but a wife."

"My legal wife with a certificate." Her face turned red after she said that.

The next second, I saw the faces of these elegant ladies change, and I felt extremely pleased, and my belief became even stronger.

Jiuli, who was sandwiched in the middle, was drinking a glass of yogurt while listening to the gossip around her. She wondered if her mother had returned to her parents' home to avoid the disaster because of this? ? ?

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when I saw these people off. As soon as I returned to the bedroom, I received a call from Lan Xihe.

"Got it, send me an email and I'll deal with it later."

Is there anyone more miserable than her? Still have to work on the second day of the Chinese New Year? No, no one has had a day off, so miserable.

Going into the study room for a video conference, if it was in the past? Come on, she still has to go on a business trip during the Chinese New Year.

With the mentality that if I don't have a good life, you won't have an easy life either, I spoke to everyone in a sarcastic tone the whole time. Rest? Dream on.

"That's all for today, meeting adjourned."

Lying comfortably on the sofa, that's how it should be. If she is unhappy, no one else can be happy. Have a good New Year.