I Became the Villain's Own Daughter (I Have Become the Villain's Daughter)

Chapter 354: 354: President Yu's love life


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Chapter 354 President Yu's Love Life

"Don't you know! Xiao Yan already came back half a month ago, and now she is working as a secretary for him at Zhenger Company!"

Lu Anran's eyebrows paled slightly.

Even Madam Yu knew about this, so she was the only one in the whole family who didn't know.

If it weren't for her aunt to tell her, Yu Zheng... when will others want to hide from her.

Madam Yu still said meanly, "So I urge you to be more acquainted, and quickly give up the position of Madam Yu Jiashao to Xiao Yan! If you divorce Zheng'er now, maybe I think you are acquainted. For good reason, it can also allow Zheng'er to give you an extra sum of money, otherwise everyone will be ugly when the time comes. Don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Lu Anran still didn't say a word. She pursed her lips and came in through the door without saying anything.

Since Yu Zheng became the head of the Yu family, Mrs. Yu’s position has also risen. Everywhere she goes, people respect her. Mrs. Yu will inevitably be a lot arrogant. Seeing that she has said so much , Lu Anran ignored her, inevitably feeling unhappy.

At this moment, Madam Liu, the servant, brought out a bowl of freshly cooked glutinous rice **** for supper, with steaming steam on it, and walked over: "Madam, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, it will be bad if you get angry. Let’s have some supper first..."

Without a word, Lu Anran lowered his head slightly, and passed Madam Yu, who was standing by the stairs, about to walk upstairs.

"You stop me! I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear?!"

Seeing that Lu Anran still didn't say anything, Madam Yu didn't stop her footsteps, gritted her teeth fiercely, her eyes were cold, raised her hand, and splashed the dumplings brought by Liu Ma onto Lu Anran.

Bitch, this face is just a little better, if this face is ruined, she will see what she uses to seduce Zhenger!

Lu Anran naturally saw her movement, her pupils shrank tightly, but it was too late to dodge, so she instinctively raised her hand to block, and closed her eyes tightly!

But in the next second, the expected burning pain did not strike, but Madam Yu yelled in pain.

"Madam! Madam, how are you madam!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ma's anxious and panic voice came over: "Madam, don't scare me, madam, are you okay..."

Amidst Madam Yu's screaming like a pig, Lu Anran opened his eyes in a daze.

I saw Mrs. Yu jumping around on the spot, desperately reaching out to hold her silk nightdress. On the nightdress, there were still a lot of white dumplings. When I looked over, some of them were even steaming.

And the large areas of snow-white skin exposed around are all red after being burned, and it hurts to look at it!

Mother Liu feels **** too!

She could see clearly from the side, the lady raised her hand, grabbed the glutinous rice ball bowl, and splashed it at the young lady, but she didn’t know if her hand slipped or what was wrong. All fell on the lady!

It is summer, and the night is the hottest. The lady is wearing a **** silk nightdress with large clavicle arms exposed on it. The skirt barely reaches the base of the legs, and the skirt is still very thin.

As a result, the glutinous rice **** that had just been out of the pot were not left, and they were all sprinkled on her body, touching her skin and skirt, as if they had been burned by a fire!

The painful Madam Yu's tears burst out on the spot!

"Come on, come on!! Go and call an ambulance! Madam passed out in pain!"

Lu Anran paused, and just wanted to go to help, but when many servants heard the movement, they all ran over.

She stopped, and finally turned her eyes down.

She was thin and thin in a white dress. In the huge living room, like a ghost, she walked upstairs step by step in silence. No one noticed her, and no one even cared about her and asked if she did. Was scared, or was it hot.

In the eyes of these people, the Yu family has always had only Madam Yu as the mistress.

Maybe there will be another one in the future, but this person obviously won't be her.

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As soon as the door is closed, the noisy noise outside is isolated.

Lu Anran didn't turn on the light, and sat down by the door, his expression blank.

...

Yu's.

It is already 10:30 in the evening, and this high-rise building entrenched in the city center is still brightly lit.

This is their 12th shift this month.

And today.

Only number 16.

Secretary room.

Just joined the Yu family, Wu Lin, the assistant Wu, who is not used to the intensity of overtime work, wailed in pain and despair.

"Oh my God! Shouldn't we have to get off work at 12 o'clock today! If this continues, my girlfriend has to break up with me!"

"Yes," the other new assistant also sighed, "I went home yesterday, and the children didn't recognize me as a father anymore, and thought I was a stranger from somewhere!"

Zhang Yuan, Yu Zheng's right-hand assistant, was accustomed to it. He lowered his head to sort out the files, and hummed:

"It's not the right time for you to come! Bear it! This month is so busy as a dog, and next month I promise you to be idle enough to pick your feet! Nothing to do if you want to do it!"

Wu Lin asked strangely: "Why?"

Zhang Yuan said: "Because the 24th of next month is Mrs. Yu's birthday, in the past, Mr. Yu would take a month off! The progress we are on now is what we need next month!"

"..." Wu Lin's eyes widened, "No, Mr. Yu's wife is celebrating a birthday. Wouldn't it be enough for Mr. Yu to take a day off to accompany her? Why is it a month? This is almost in time for marriage and honeymoon! "

Zhang Yuan downplayed: "Can't keep up."

"?"

Zhang Yuan had no expression on his face: "Mr. Yu has been married and honeymoon for half a year, so now he is relatively restrained."

"..."

What a crazy boss they have followed.

"That's not right," another female secretary whispered, "Does Mr. Yu and his wife have such a good relationship? How can I hear people say that Mr. Yu has always had someone in his heart, but this person does not seem to be Mrs. Yu, but... …"

With that said, the female secretary also secretly looked at a certain direction suggestively.

One wall of the secretary room is completely transparent, and you can see the workbench outside.

On the workbench, Xu Yan was looking down to check and analyze the data submitted. Her profile was white and delicate, her red lips were gorgeous, and she exuded the sultry charm of unspeakable women's independence and self-reliance. Obviously, she was quite right with Yu Zheng.

The female secretary said again, "Moreover, Secretary Xu's birthday seems to be next month."

Wu Lin suddenly had a bold idea, and he was shocked: "Could it be that President Yu stepped on two boats and asked for a one-month leave, just to accompany two people in their lives—"

"Okay! Don't guess! President Yu's love life is not something we can deal with!" Zhang Yuan was speechless and warned:

"It's okay for you to talk about these things in private, but don't let President Yu hear them, otherwise you can't eat them and walk around!"

(End of this chapter)

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