Chapter 330: Here's Qing Si, don't let her go

"Jianglai, come here ..."
"What did Mr. Yue command?"
"Go and do something for me."
......
Yan Qingsi twisted the doorknob hard in her face, and she didn't move. She sighed, what is this Yue listening to the wind?
Yan Qingsi rubbed her forehead, and some regretted coming to Yue to listen to the wind.
She couldn't get out. She looked around at Yue Tingfeng's office, and saw a photo of him and Mrs. Yue in the photo. There was still aching face on her face, and she pinched on Mrs. Yue's shoulders. very nice.
Yan Qingsi put down the photo. She is in a mixed mood now. How could she not know that Yue Tingfeng didn't let her know, it was actually to protect her.
But ... she is really not used to being protected. She has long been used to setting up thorns, playing tricks, and plotting in this turbulent society. Once she hit her head and broke her blood, and when she was about to die, no one reached out her hand. Now, she can protect herself, but someone wants to keep her behind.
Yan Qingsi sighed. Yue Tingfeng was really the most unexpected surprise in her life. It was unexpected and unprepared.
Originally I just wanted to take advantage of it. Revenge Yan Ruke, but now I can't seem to tear it apart.
Suddenly a ringtone rang. It wasn't Yan Qingsi's phone. She turned to look at it, and Yue Tingfeng's phone was ringing on the table.
She hesitated to walk over, picked up the mobile phone and took a look. It was Mrs. Yue's phone number. The name Yue Yue gave to Mrs. Yue was: my little old lady.
Yan Qingsi couldn't help laughing, their mother-child relationship is so good!
She didn't interrupt the call. She took the phone and knocked on the door. She wanted Yue to listen to the wind.
But Yue didn't open the door, and her phone kept ringing.
Mrs. Yue's habit is that it doesn't matter if the son doesn't pick it up, I'll call you to pick it up.
The phone kept ringing, Yan Qingsi pondered, don't worry about any urgent matters, she hesitated for a while and connected.
Before she opened her mouth, Mrs. Yue said swiftly: "Son, what are you doing? It took me so long to answer the phone. It's a bit embarrassing. No wonder I haven't taken down people yet, I'm so old Now, I'm still breaking my heart for you all day. Before, because I helped you to do those wicked things, my mother now has nightmares of guilty conscience ... "
Yan Qingsi couldn't help hearing: "Aunt ... you ..."
The voice on the other side of the phone stopped abruptly, and Mrs. Yue asked after a while: "Oh, that ... that, what about you two? Listen to the wind? Shouldn't I call at this time? Or hang up first Here you go ... busy. "
Through the phone, Yan Qingsi's face could not help but turn red. How could Mrs. Yue's "continue busy" sound so awkward, shouldn't she think they were rolling the sheets?
Yan Qingsi quickly explained: "I was in his office and he went out. I saw the phone keep ringing and I answered."
Mrs. Yue's voice could not help improving, with two points of surprise: "Oh, it's him you went to ..."
With a click, the door was pushed open, and Yan Qingsi looked up to see Yue Tingfeng, and said quickly: "Exactly, your mother is calling."
Yue heard the wind and quickly took over: "Mom, what's the matter?"
He was disturbed, so stop talking to my mother.
Mrs. Yue whispered, "I was still worried. Qingsi is just fine. Don't let her go. Take her to work in Germany after work ..."

Yan Tuhao: Damn, what is my mother-in-law doing? Is there a pit ahead?