Half an hour later, Tong Yan found an excellent greening construction engineer in charge. After satisfactory discussion, he finally signed a third-party cooperation agreement.

"Mr. Ye, I wish us a happy cooperation."

The builder took his contract and enthusiastically extended his right hand towards Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu smiled: "Work hard together."

After some chat, Ye Qiu brought the contract, took Lin Qing and Yang Qingyue out of the office building, and drove back to the company.

On the way back, Yang Qingyue sat in the driver's seat, while Yang Qingyue sat in the back seat.

Ye Qiu was so confused about this for a long time, and he made the arrangement like this. It was just a matter of rain and dew! After just going back and forth, he could see that the two women had reached the point where they were incompatible.

Even though the two did not communicate too much, the woman's battlefield has always been like this! "Lin Qing, remember to come here with the moving company tonight."

Suddenly, Ye Qiu thought of something and spoke.

"Okay, Mr. Ye, I have already written a memo on my phone."

Lin Qing nodded with a serious expression.

Back at the company, Ye Qiu put down Lin Qing, gave a statement, and then took Yang Qingyue back to the Imperial Garden Villa.

Seeing Aston Martin driving away, Lin Qing stomped the ground hard and kicked her heart out.

Where is this woman good?

Why does Mr. Ye fall in love with her and not like herself?

Back at the Imperial Garden Villa, I also drove Aston Martin to take Yang Qingyue to Building F.

Just after Ye Qiu finished his work, Yan Mengjia's family in Baicheng had already started to decorate and propose marriage for the wedding.

According to the custom of Baicheng, the fiancée who is about to pass by cannot meet with the man a week before marriage, which gives Yan Mengjia a lot of freedom.

At this time, Yan Mengjia was lying on her simple bed, staring at her phone, looking at her without blinking.

"Jia Jia, you've been looking at it for an afternoon. Be careful not to treat your eyes well. Come out and try your clothes."

Yan's mother pushed open the door and said to Yan Mengjia: "Wang Sanpo is here, and she said she would collect the wedding dress for you."

After saying that, before Yan Mengjia could answer, he turned around and walked out.

Yan Mengjia's mind was blank. She didn't pay attention to what her mother said. The more she looked at her phone, the more angry she became.

She sat up suddenly, threw her phone on the bed, and cursed: "Fuck, this bastard, I haven't sent me a message all day."

"Hurry up, Jia Jia."

There was a urging sound outside the door.

Yan Mengjia responded upset, picked up her cell phone and ended up wearing slippers.

While walking, he muttered: "If you have the ability, don't reply to me. I really dare to get married."

Marriages in rural areas are generally more lively than in the city, and many neighbors and relatives come to help.

Yan Mengjia walked out of the room and a group of people surrounded her.

"Oh, this is Jia Jia. I haven't seen each other for a few days and I've looked so sensual."

"Looking at this little face, it's a bit likeable, no wonder Xiaohu likes it."

"Jia Jia, in this situation in your family, it is really a blessing to marry Xiaohu."

All the old moms said in a verbal way.

Yan Mengjia felt angry when she heard it. She looked at the mothers of Wang who she could not see, and they ran home to join in the fun like flies smelling shit... No, this metaphor is really disgusting! She felt that these old ladies regarded themselves as lucky and wanted to run up to benefit from it.

Well, if you understand this way, you will feel much better.

"Look at this waist, I'm so thin that I can't even hold my clothes."

Po Wang took the soft ruler and measured Yan Mengjia's waist. She suddenly pinched the flesh on her waist and said suddenly.

Yan Mengjia's face turned dark, why would you pinch her without meat?

"You must never lose weight anymore, you will lose weight. How can you give birth to a baby in this kind of small body?"

Wang Po shook her head, put down the soft ruler, and wrote Yan Mengjia's size on paper.

Yan Mengjia said coldly: "Are you okay?

OK I'll go back."

After saying that, he shook his face and turned his head and left. The more impatient you are, the more impatient you are.

"etc."

Wang Po suddenly called her, then took out a bottle from the bamboo basket where she had tailor tools, which contained green liquid. It looked like the corpse was rotten and the corpse water flowed out, which was very disgusting.

"This is the holy water I just came to the ancestral hall to ask for bad luck for you."

As Wang Po said, he spread the green water from the bottle on Yan Mengjia.

"ah!"

Yan Mengjia was startled and screamed in surprise.

"Honestly, don't take off your clothes. If you insist on wearing them for a day, the ancestors in the ancestral hall will bless you in the future."

"..." Yan Mengjia's heart is mp, bless your ancestors! Seeing her white shirt dyed green and slight disgusting smell, she returned to the house angrily.

As soon as I closed the door, I took off my clothes, threw them on the ground, and pulled out a few pieces of paper to wipe the remaining green water stains on my chest.

At this moment, a video window popped up on WeChat, sent by Ye Qiu.

Yan Mengjia looked at the phone screen with a happy look on her face, and half of the gloom in her heart dissipated.

"Hmph, I'm only on video with me now, I'm going to be angry."

Yan Mengjia clicked to answer the call and started to act coquettishly at Ye Qiu.

What she didn't expect was that Ye Qiu on the screen not only did not speak, but his eyes were wide open and he could not blink.

"Are you stuck?"

Yan Mengjia was stunned and tapped her fingers on the screen.

"Don't move!"

Ye Qiu suddenly spoke, a rippling look on his face: "Girl, you are so beautiful today."

Hearing this, Yan Mengjia forgot to get angry and immediately lowered her head shyly.

But the next second, she glanced at the bare content on her body and immediately cursed in anger: "You...you hooligan!"

After saying that, Lianmeng put down his phone and found a new piece of clothing to put on.

Ye Qiu cleared his throat: "Cough cough... If you want to tempt me, just say, don't play hard with it."

"Stop stinking and beautifying you!"

Yan Mengjia put on her clothes and picked up her cell phone. Although she didn't scold her again, she could still tell her lips that the word "Pho" was pouted.

"Haha, then why don't you wear clothes to video with me?"

"I... forgot..." Yan Mengjia was speechless at herself. Who would believe this after she said this?

"I saw me coming to the video and was so excited that I didn't want to wear clothes anymore, right?"

Ye Qiu showed a playful smile on his face.

"..." "I haven't seen anything on me, what can I cover up."

Ye Qiu curled his lips.

"You old driver, you talk dirty every day. Have you found a lot of women outside?"

Yan Mengjia's little face collapsed, and she pointed at Ye Qiu on the screen and said angrily.

Ye Qiu smiled narrowly: "You are going to get married, why don't you care if I'm looking for a woman outside?"

"I guessed it right, you really looked for it."

"That's not, but there are indeed a lot of women around you recently."
Chapter completed!