The Little Fairy Wife Dressed As a Villain

Bai Shuangshuang said to her with an ambiguous expression: "Keep this, and you can watch it with Mr. Jiang when your Jiang Boss comes back."

Lin Qian smiled doubts in her almond eyes, "Why?"

She asked this question, but the movement of her hands stopped. She lowered her head and turned the disc over to look at it, but she didn't think there was anything special.

Bai Shuangshuang smiled mysteriously, and whispered something in her ear, Lin Qian's face immediately turned red as if she had applied rouge.

She pretended to be calm and put the disc back into the storage box, and was about to ask Bai Shuangshuang to choose another one, when Bai Shuangshuang's cell phone rang suddenly.

"You blocked Wen Yu again?"

Lin Qianxiao was stunned for a moment, then she leaned forward and glanced at the phone screen on Bai Shuang's hands. When she saw the word "Wen Yu", her mood suddenly changed.

"Let me tell her, you choose the movie first."

Bai Shuangshuang nodded, handed her the phone directly, and lowered her head to focus on selecting videos.

Lin Qianxiao took her mobile phone, walked to the sofa in the small living room outside the movie hall and sat down, then connected it in a leisurely manner.

"White……"

"What's the matter with you?"

Before Wen Yu could speak, she was interrupted coldly by Lin Qianxiao. She was taken aback for a moment, and then she sneered, "Lin Qianxiao, can you stop being so naive? You think that if you block my number, I won't be able to find it." Is it your turn?

Get my number out of the blacklist right away, otherwise, I'll go straight to Jiang Zhi next time. "

It's rare that Wen Yu didn't pretend to be a white lotus in front of her today. Lin Qianxiao thought that the other party had finally woken up, but she was so angry at the last sentence.

"Oh, then you go."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly, and within two seconds, Wen Yu called back.

She waited until the ringing of the phone was almost over before picking it up slowly.

"Lin Qianxiao, do you think that you have secured the position of Mrs. Jiang by registering with Jiang Zhi? There is one thing you may not know. Jiang Zhi's first love in high school has returned to China."

High school, first love, returning home.

Lin Qian smiled and blinked her almond eyes, and it took about ten seconds to digest the meaning of this sentence.

Seeing Lin Qianxiao's silence, Wen Yu on the other end of the phone spoke with pride, "Lin Qianxiao, if you want to know about Jiang Zhi's first love in high school, come out and meet me right now."

Lin Qianxiao sat and thought for a while, then lazily replied, "I don't have time, you can talk if you want to, and forget it if you don't want to."

"Lin Qianxiao, aren't you afraid of being robbed of Mrs. Jiang's position?"

Hearing Wen Yu's panic, Lin Qianxiao was amused in her heart.

She, the wife of the palace, was not in a hurry, but Wen Yu, an outsider who couldn't beat her, was in a hurry.

"Wen Yu, today this fairy kindly teaches you a truth. Things that can be taken away do not belong to you in the first place. If your identity as the eldest lady of the Wen family and my Mrs. Jiang's identity is really taken away by someone, then it must be It is the original owner.

I'll release your number from the blacklist later, not because I'm afraid of you, but because I don't want my grievances with you to involve other people. "

Hearing her words, Wen Yu immediately sneered, "That's right, as a rural person, you are suitable to be sisters with Bai Shuangshuang, the nanny's daughter.

Bai Shuangshuang really didn't give up until the Yellow River. Ziming made it clear that he didn't like her, and she still stalked her to stay in the company. Do you really think that others can't see her thoughts?

Lin Qianxiao, do you believe me or not, Bai Shuangshuang has to pack up her things and get out of Boyuan tomorrow? "

Hearing this, Lin Qianxiao immediately became angry, and a blazing flame ignited in her almond eyes.

It's fine for Wen Yu to target her, after all, the two are deadly rivals in the original story.

But whether it was in the original novel or in reality, Bai Shuangshuang had never provoked Wen Yu, and Jin Boyuan also relied on her real skills. She even worked overtime for two consecutive weekends in order to complete the task of becoming a full-time employee. What did Wen Yu have to do? !

"Wen Yu, do you believe it or not, I can change Boyuan's name and owner with just one word?"

Lin Qianxiao's counterattack made Wen Yu laugh unabashedly, "Lin Qianxiao, have you watched too many idol TV series? Do you really think you are the little wife of a domineering president?

Let me ask you, do you know the market value of Boyuan Real Estate? Jiang Zhi wants to buy Boyuan, do you know how much he has to pay?

As of the close of trading the day before yesterday afternoon, the stock market value of Boyuan Real Estate alone was as high as 3 billion, and its profit could increase by more than 300%. If the Jiang Corporation wanted to acquire Boyuan, it would be impossible for it to be less than 10 billion.

Lin Qianxiao, what do you think you are, that Jiang Zhi would give you 10 billion to play with? "

Lin Qian smiled and pursed her lips tightly, turning into a puffer fish in anger.

Even if Jiang Zhi is willing, she will not, she will not throw 10 billion to the Wen family for nothing.

"Wen Yu, you're the one whose brains are rusted after watching too many TV shows! What's wrong with me for 10 billion, I bought your crappy real estate company? Wrong, it's not yours, it's Wen's."

Not to be outdone, Wen Yu mocked: "Lin Qianxiao, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you talk big. If you have 10 billion, I'll change my name to your surname."

Lin Qian smiled: "I don't have 10 billion, but you really want to have the same surname as me. Have you forgotten what your surname is after being in the magpie's nest for a long time? Do you want me to remind you? Your mother has lived for twenty years. forward……"

"To shut up!"

As soon as Lin Qianxiao got up, she was interrupted viciously by Wen Yu.

She patted her forehead a little depressed. She always felt that she was not in a good mood today, too impetuous, and was irritated by Wen Yu's few words. Before, she didn't bother to talk to Wen Yu, let alone be like her quarrel.

Lin Qianxiao took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in her heart, and said coldly to the other end of the phone:

"Wen Yu, if you have anything to say, just tell me. If you just want to quarrel with me, I don't have time."

Wen Yu on the other end of the phone saw that Lin Qianxiao's tone had calmed down, and asked in disbelief, "Are you really not afraid that your Mrs. Jiang's position will be taken away by Jiang Zhi's first love in high school?"

Lin Qian rolled her beautiful eyes with a smile, and said angrily, "First love is nothing. His first kiss was mine. Anyway, everyone else is mine. What do I have to be afraid of? Even if he is snatched away, then It has also become a second-hand product, and I don’t suffer.”

Wen Yu was almost out of breath.

"Lin Qianxiao, did you put Jiang Zhi to sleep?"

"Sleep, sleep every day."

Lin Qian smiled innocently and purely thinking: She and him sleep in the same bed every night, rounding up, doesn't that mean she and him, no, she slept with him?

Wen Yu on the other end of the phone was so bombarded by Lin Qianxiao's words that she almost fainted.

Lin Qianxiao and Jiang Zhi not only have the reality of husband and wife, but also every day!

It seems that her mother Lin Wanfeng is right, men are the same! Even Jiang Zhi, who looks indifferent and ascetic on the surface, actually indulges in lustful people in private.

Wen Yu's heart is as sour and bitter as if soaked in a hundred-year-old sauerkraut jar.

"You, you, how long have you been sleeping?"

Hearing Wen Yu's sour question, Lin Qian smiled directly, "Wen Yu, are you sick? How long I sleep with my husband is none of your business? You don't think it's disgusting, but I think you're dirty!"

Lightning Protection: No First Love, No First Love, No First Love