Mingxi and He Jiayong are in harmony. For the couple, they have no shortage of money and their careers have reached the top. At present, the biggest thing is the marriage of their children.

So after receiving the call from her husband, Mingxi immediately sent a voice message to Ming Jingxin.

"Your sister took her boyfriend home. Uncle He is very happy. You must come back for dinner tonight. Also, when will you bring your girlfriend home, and make your mother happy?!"

After listening to the voice message from his mother on the adult, Ming Jingxin's face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Boy friend?

Take it home?

Is this the rhythm of going to heaven?!

Ming Jingxin, who had just been connected to the international video conference, pressed the computer with a snap, and walked out with murderous intent with his cell phone.

Zhao Jin, who came in with coffee, was startled and asked, "Mr. Ming, where are you going?"

"Where do you have to report to you?" Ming Jingxin glanced at Zhao Jin.

Zhao Jin was so scared that he shivered, and half of the coffee in his hand spilled.

I have been following my boss for more than three years, and I have never seen him get so angry.

After Zhao Jin was stunned, he hurriedly chased after him.

"Mr. Ming, where are you going and do you want to arrange a driver?" It's not safe to drive in such anger!

"go home."

"Oh, that..."

"Go and put away the information from my office, and notify them that the video conference will be cancelled."

"That……"

"Shut up and disappear from my eyes."

"Okay!" Zhao Jin bent down and greeted the president into the elevator, breathing a long sigh of relief.

After Du Yuegang held a meeting with the Public Relations Department, he came out and saw Zhao Jin, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"The boss is very angry! He left without the international video conference."

“Why?”

"I...where do I go directly to you!"

"Are you making trouble again?" Du Yue looked at Zhao Jin suspiciously.

"This time it's not me!"

Du Yue stared at Zhao Jin meaningfully.

"This time it's really not me!" Zhao Jin explained with a grievance.

"Okay, I think you don't have the ability to let the boss put aside the fixed international conferences every month. Go and do your business." Du Yue left after saying that.

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Ming Jingxin drove all the way to Villa No. 8, Mingzhu Tianque, and a sudden brake stopped at the door, which scared Lao Chen, who was pruning the branches.

"Oh, the eldest master is back?"

Ming Jingxin nodded to Lao Chen and walked in.

In the living room, He Jiayong and Wen Yu were chatting and laughing, while He Yiyi sat opposite Wen Yu and lowered her head to play with her mobile phone.

The three of them heard the sound of the door and looked over. He Jiayong laughed first: "Jing Xin is back?"

"Hello Uncle He." Ming Jingxin threw the car keys into a blue and white porcelain bowl at the entrance, changed into slippers and untied his tie.

"A guest is here at home?" Ming Jingxin's eyes fell on Wen Yu's face, as if it was ice and snow, without any warmth.

"This is Yiyi's friend, an expert in behavior traces, named Wen Yu." He Jiayong introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Wen." Ming Jingxin interpreted the word "polite" to the extreme. Then, without waiting for Wen Yu to speak, he waved his head to He Yiyi, signaled her to go upstairs, and said, "I'll tell you something."

"Well, you said, I'll listen." He Yiyi was still peeling the apple seriously.

Seeing that He Yiyi had no intention of getting up, Ming Jingxin curled up the corners of her lips slightly and said, "Wan Sheng's new summer products have a lot of new products. Take a look and find some time to take a picture first."

As he said that, Ming Jingxin put a color printed sample book in front of He Yiyi.

The cover of the sample book is a hard photo of a couple of two people. The man is heroic and the woman is seductive, and she is a golden boy and jade girl, a match between a fairy.

"Let's talk about work back to the company." He Yiyi glanced at the booklet with no interest and handed the peeled apple to Wen Yu, "Thank you for today's incident."

Ming Jingxin's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Jing Xin, sit down." He Jiayong pointed to his side, "You young people have something to say, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to help."

"Okay." Ming Jingxin turned around and looked at Mingxi and Chen Sao who were busy in the kitchen. It was obvious that there was no need for people there.

Wen Yu is a professional. He has long felt Ming Jingxin's hostility towards him, and also noticed the jealousy that soared into his body.

He is Zhao Jin, so he is not afraid, but he thinks it is quite fun.

So I wanted to tease him even more.

"Yiyi, your technical class on peeling apples is not very good." Wen Yu took the apple and took a big bite.

"You actually dislike me?" He Yiyi rolled her eyes with dissatisfaction. In Ming Jingxin's opinion, this is definitely acting spoiled.

Ming Jingxin stood up and went into the kitchen without saying a word. Two minutes later, he walked out with a plate of durian.

"Um..." Wen Yu frowned immediately.

"Come on, try this." Ming Jingxin put a large plate of exploited durian in front of Wen Yu, "You're welcome, this is the best Thai golden pillow."

"..." Wen Yu leaned back on the sofa, "I don't eat durian."

"Little pepper, come." Ming Jingxin picked up a large piece and handed it to He Yiyi.

He Yiyi does like to eat durian, but when she found that Ming Jingxin was particularly targeting Wen Yu, she said unhappily: "Mr. Ming, this is not a way to treat guests."

"Oh?" Ming Jingxin asked Wen Yu sincerely: "Does Mr. Wen mind?"

"No, don't mind." Wen Yu waved his hand helplessly.

"Mr. Wen is such a well-educated person." Ming Jingxin raised her butt and sat beside He Yiyi, and directly sent the durian to her mouth, "Eat it."

He Yiyi frowned and stared at Ming, then reached out to pick it up. Ming Jingxin pulled her hands and avoided: "Stop touching her hands, open her mouth."

"Ah--" He Yiyi didn't want to quarrel in front of outsiders.

Ming Jingxin had to feed her one piece and she wanted to feed her again. He Yiyi immediately became angry: "Did you deliberately not let me eat?"

"As an artist, you must maintain your figure, and it is best not to eat supper." Ming Jingxin said.

Wen Yu changed his mind and smiled and said, "Durian has extremely high calories. It is better to eat supper than to eat durian."

"It's okay, it's the most important thing to like." Ming Jingxin's double standards were simply... without blushing, it was natural, and both man and gods were angry.

He Yiyi got up, walked around the coffee table halfway and went to Wen Yu, and said, "I'll pay you back tomorrow."

Wen Yu smiled and said, "No problem. I just returned to China and have not settled my job yet. I have nothing, I just have time."

"That's great. Tell me what I want to eat and play, and I'll treat you all." He Yiyi took a lot of money.

Ming Jingxin was about to start a fight, when He Jiayong came out of the kitchen with a soup cup and shouted: "It's time to eat! Wen Yu, Yiyi, Jing Xin, you three go wash your hands and start your meal!"

"Wen Yu, go, the bathroom is here." He Yiyi greeted Wen Yu warmly.

"Thank you." Wen Yu cooperated very well and stood up to wash his hands with He Yiyi, without looking at Ming Jingxin throughout the whole process.
Chapter completed!