Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Fang Zhengyang was wondering when he heard a grunt from behind him.

Fang Zhengyang turned around and looked, his face turned red.

He saw Qiao Xi'er clutching her chest with a pained look on her face.

Fang Zhengyang suddenly knew where he had come across.

He glared at Qiao Xi'er, "what are you doing, sneaking behind me?"

Qiao Xi'er glared at Fang Zhengyang and shouted angrily, "Hey, I said Fang Zhengyang, you are unreasonable or unreasonable, you clearly bumped into me, are you still reasonable?"

Fang Zhengyang had a headache, and he quickly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, it's getting late, you go to bed quickly."

"Don't go, I want to learn carving, are you afraid that I will steal your stunt?" Qiao Xi'er said slyly.

"Okay, steal as much as you want, I have to be busy!" Fang Zhengyang stopped arguing with Qiao Xi'er, lowered his head and got busy again.

Qiao Xi'er moved a stool, sat next to Fang Zhengyang, and watched intently. An hour later, when Fang Zhengyang turned his head, he saw that Qiao Xi'er had fallen asleep on the table.

Seeing her naive look, Fang Zhengyang shook his head and patted Qiao Xi'er, "Xi'er, go to bed."

Qiao Xi'er did not move, and even made a slight snoring sound.

Fang Zhengyang was helpless, so he simply picked up Qiao Xi'er, came to the bed and put it down, covered her with the quilt, turned around and came to the workbench again, busy.

He didn't see it, Qiao Xier's eyes had already opened, she looked at Fang Zhengyang, nodded slightly, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

...

Just when Fang Zhengyang was busy in the store, in a luxurious office.

A man is standing in front of the window, staring out the window, his eyes are cold.

Zhong Luohan.

A man standing behind him hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhong, are you still angry about that bastard? Just let me clean him up and let him be honest."

Zhong Luohan pondered for a while with cold eyes, and finally nodded, "Work cleanly, and don't let Xinyan find out, I don't want to affect our relationship because of that waste."

"Understood." The man agreed, turned and left the office, disappearing into the darkness.

...

Fang Zhengyang had been busy all night, and when it was dawn, the dragon had not yet been carved halfway.

Qiao Xi'er got up from the bed, looked at Fang Zhengyang, and exclaimed, "Brother, you haven't slept all night?"

Fang Zhengyang stretched and stood up, "I can't help it, as soon as I start working, I forget the time."

Qiao Xi'er glanced at Fang Zhengyang silently and didn't say anything. After she went to wash up, she left the store directly. She didn't have much time. She came back with breakfast, put it at the table, and then came to Fang Zhengyang, who was busy again. He dragged him up, and said fiercely, "Fang Zhengyang, if you want money or not, hurry up and eat."

Qiao Xier pulled Fang Zhengyang up, reached out and took off his work clothes, took a towel, and slapped the sawdust off Fang Zhengyang's body, then raised his head and said domineeringly, "wash your hands and eat."

Fang Zhengyang smiled and went to the bathroom. After washing up, he went to have breakfast again. He was about to continue his work, but was stopped by Qiao Xi'er. Qiao Xi'er pinched her waist with both hands and said fiercely, "Go to sleep, Don't work."

"No, people are in a hurry, so I'll continue to work." Fang Zhengyang said with a smile.

"No, Xu, go to bed immediately, or I'll burn you the dragon you carved half of last night." Qiao Xi'er didn't give in.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you." Fang Zhengyang was pushed by Qiao Xi'er, came to the very small bedroom, and then lay on the bed.

Fang Zhengyang was also sleepy. He lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Qiao Xi'er sat by the bed, holding her cheeks, looking at Fang Zhengyang, a smile slowly appeared on her pretty face.

At this moment, Fang Zhengyang's phone suddenly rang.

Qiao Xier quickly picked up the phone on Fang Zhengyang's bedside, glanced at Fang Zhengyang who was still sleeping, took the phone to the outside, and looked at the caller ID,

Yang Xinyan.

She thought for a while, then answered the phone directly, lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Yang, hello."

When Yang Xinyan heard it was Qiao Xi'er, she asked with a smile, "Xi'er, where's Zhengyang? It's almost eight o'clock, why hasn't he come to work?"

Qiao Xi'er said in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, Brother Zhengyang and I worked all night last night. He was so tired that he still fell asleep and didn't wake up!"

When Yang Xinyan heard it, she almost threw the phone away. She stammered, "You, and him, were busy. He was tired all night, and he hasn't woken up yet?"

Qiao Xi'er smiled slyly, and said quickly, "Yeah, Mr. Yang, Brother Zhengyang is too powerful, that's just trying to save Saburo, no, I'm tired and haven't woken up yet."

"Also, desperately, Saburo..." Yang Xinyan's eyes almost popped out.

"Mmmm, Mr. Yang, what do you have to do with him? When he wakes up, I'll tell him." Qiao Xi'er said with a smile.

"It's alright, let, let him continue to sleep." After Yang Xinyan finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Yang Xinyan's face was still blushing, and Qiao Xi'er's voice kept ringing in her ear, "We've been busy all night, and he's exhausted..."

Yang Xinyan slapped the table angrily, "This disciple."

After scolding Yang Xinyan, she was stunned. Fang Zhengyang was unmarried, Qiao Xier was unmarried, and the two of them were together. Although it was a little too early, it was normal. Young people today have not been in love for a few days. There are too many things to live in one place, and I feel uncomfortable, and Fang Zhengyang has nothing to do with him.

However, when he thought about the ease and happiness that Fang Zhengyang brought to him when he was with him, when he thought of how he took good care of Mengyao, and when he was misdiagnosed as kidney failure and needed a kidney transplant, he did not hesitate to offer to donate a kidney. Yang Xinyan's heart trembled again, and the next moment, her mood became very bad.

So, someone got bad luck.

Zhang Chunmei.

When Zhang Chunmei walked directly into Yang Xinyan's office without knocking on the door, she stared at Yang Xinyan and roared angrily, "Yang Xinyan, you don't care about your previous family affection, you must do things this time, right?"

Yang Xinyan rarely patted the table, and said coldly, "Are you doing things absolutely or I do things absolutely? You want to set the warm company on fire, and you still say that I do things absolutely? I will put it here today, Either hand over the shares or we will see you in court."

Zhang Chunmei stared at Yang Xinyan, her eyes as cold as a knife, "Okay, Yang Xinyan, you are cruel enough, we'll see."

Yang Xinyan stared at Zhang Chunmei without giving in.