Su Wanyan's cheeks were slightly red, and she always felt that it was embarrassing for others to know that she was crying, but her tear ducts were so well developed that she couldn't help but shed tears when something happened.
Especially his father's groveling look. Thinking about it now still makes the tip of his nose feel sour.
Her nose was thick and she sobbed slightly: "I feel so uncomfortable, so don't make fun of me."
The corners of Jiang Liting's lips raised slightly. He held her big palm and patted her slender shoulder:
"Okay, isn't it just a matter of your dad's work? Just let him go to the factory."
Su Wanyan stopped sobbing, shook his head slightly and said:
"No, you haven't even dealt with the matter of your relatives occupying the position yet."
Jiang Liting took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped her tears:
"My group of relatives are cultured but not cultured, capable but not capable, and each wants to occupy a high position. Your dad is educated and knowledgeable, so he should arrange a job."
Su Wanyan still shook his head and said:
"That's not necessary. He wants to raise the mother and the daughter. The purpose is to make him suffer and understand how hard it is to keep money, so he won't be so generous to the mother and the daughter."
There was a doting smile in Jiang Liting's dark eyes. He put the handkerchief into his pocket and hugged Jiang Yaya:
"Then let's go, I'll take you to the factory. You're so smart, but raising a child is overkill."
Su Wanyan patted him angrily, trying to stop him from continuing to joke, but Jiang Liting held him in his hand and led him to the clothing factory.
The corners of her lips were raised slightly, and her ears were hot behind her.
In the factory, goods were being shipped from the warehouse, and people were coming and going. When they saw Su Wanyan, they all laughed and shouted in unison:
"The boss lady is here."
People in the sewing machine workshop and a row of offices upstairs were attracted by the sound, and they all stuck their heads out to look.
Su Wanyan felt a little uncomfortable. She nodded slightly, then ducked her head to avoid the gaze, and whispered to Jiang Liting:
"It's quite embarrassing to tell them not to do this again."
"Just get used to it." Jiang Liting held her hand and walked to the office.
In the model department, several men and women began to talk in surprise.
"No wonder the boss doesn't even talk about love. This boss lady is really pretty."
"What do you think? I heard that on the first day the boss lady returned to the county town, she was noticed by the boss while walking on the street, and then she pestered her hard.
He forced the boss's wife to go home without any delay. If she wasn't pretty enough, she wouldn't be able to attract the boss at first sight. "
"Really? I can't even imagine how stupid the boss must be to bring his wife home in a hurry, but according to you, the boss's cold face every day in the factory is specifically for us. "
The voices of the people around him were getting more and more excited as they talked, as if they were full of gossip about their marriage.
Su Yuehong sat on her seat, her bandaged palms clenched with excessive force and bleeding. Her sad eyes always fell on Jiang Liting through the window.
I saw him holding Jiang Yaya with one hand and holding Su Wanyan with the other hand. His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to ooze water. There was no trace of the sharpness and coldness he once had.
She retracted her gaze and breathed out secretly. Even though she knew there was no hope, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart:
Obviously I met him first...
In the office, the leaves of aquatic plants are yellowing, a thick layer of moss hangs on the walls of pots, cigarette butts are hidden in potted plants, and waste drafts are thrown into the trash can.
Su Wanyan glanced at the environment and couldn't help but said:
"I don't know how to pay attention to hygiene."
"Yes, yes, boss lady."
Jiang Liting rolled up his shirt sleeves and packed them up himself, and replied with a smile.
Su Wanyan was sitting on the sofa with Jiang Yaya in his arms, with a chuckle between his brows and eyes. A beam of sunlight penetrated the window and fell into the office, making it warm and harmonious.
Jiang Liting packed up, sat on the chair at the desk, raised his eyelids and looked over, with a smile in his eyes:
"Daughter-in-law, it's almost noon. You go to the cafeteria and look at what you want to eat. I'll cook it for you alone. I'll finish it later and then go eat with you."
"Okay, I just finished eating so I can bring some back for them to eat." After Su Wanyan finished speaking, she carried Jiang Yaya to the cafeteria.
The canteen is enveloped in heat, the roof is hung with oil stains accumulated over the years, and unknown vegetable leaves are still drying at the meal window.
She frowned slightly, walked to the window, and said to the three people working inside:
"Can you please help me stew some minced meat and steamed eggs? I want it to be lighter."
In the entire factory, except for Jiang Liting who occasionally orders food, no one dares to take the initiative to mention this kind of thing. The man in charge is in charge of everyone's food. Everyone has to give him three points of thin noodles, hoping to get more good dishes.
He also recognized that the voice was not Jiang Liting's. He stir-fried the vegetables without looking back and said angrily:
"If everyone orders dishes, then we don't have to do it. It's salty and bland. You're really asking for a lot. If you want to eat it, you can take it home."
Su Wanyan frowned lightly and said with unclear meaning:
"I remember that Jiang Liting had a separate salary to give you extra food."
Li Man held the spoon in his hand and was about to speak again,
Suddenly, another person punched his arm and said:
"Brother Man, it's the boss's wife."
Li Man was so frightened that his hands shook, and he quickly turned around and saw Su Wanyan. In the blink of an eye, his impatient face turned into a warm smile, and he said in a good voice:
"It's the boss lady, so it's no trouble. I was too busy just now and didn't pay attention. Don't mind. By the way, in addition to the steamed egg with minced meat, how about another eggplant with minced meat? I originally planned to fry the eggplant. The workers’ food is just enough to make another dish for you with two eggplants.”
Su Wanyan was used to seeing this kind of people, so she didn't say much. She nodded, walked into another room and sat down.
Li Man wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a false alarm. He hurriedly dropped the dishes he was cooking and started cooking for Su Wanyan himself.
After Su Wanyan sat for a while, Li Man personally brought all the dishes and rice over and said with a smile:
"Lady boss, please try it. I even brought the chicken legs in the chicken soup for you. The staff meal just happened to be out of the pot, so I served some for you."
Su Wanyan suddenly felt like he was influenced by Jiang Li Tingguang, and once again realized the truth that when a person is rich, he will be surrounded by good people.
She said: "Bring Jiang Liting's lunch box over, I have to take some of it back."
"It's okay. You eat here first, and I'll prepare it alone." Li Man said and walked back.
Su Wanyan scooped out a spoonful of minced meat and steamed eggs and handed it to Jiang Yaya. Jiang Yaya swallowed it in one gulp, then fluttered her little hands and anxiously took the chicken legs and said:
"Mom~ I want it."
Su Wanyan handed one to her, Jiang Yaya held it in her little hands and took a bite, her mouth was so sticky that it was shiny. Seeing Su Wanyan staring at her with a chuckle, she immediately handed the chicken drumstick to her mouth:
"Mom~eat."
Su Wanyan's heart almost melted. She leaned back, shook her head in a funny way and said:
"Yaya just needs to eat it, Mommy doesn't need to."
Jiang Yaya ate a bowl of steamed eggs with minced meat and gnawed on a chicken leg. After eating, she felt sleepy. She lay in Su Wanyan's arms and fell asleep, looking particularly well-behaved.
