His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 701

She followed the voice to touch the phone, and it was connected without looking.

A rigid and strong male voice came: "At the end of the month is your brother's wedding banquet. Until then, you will be staying at home. In a while, the housekeeper will pick you up, get up and get ready!"

This voice... belongs to Tang Yi.

After she recognized Tang Yi's voice, she hung up the phone.

Keep sleeping.

Within half an hour, there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Shiwan's voice came: "Miao Miao, your father has sent someone to pick you up."

Qian Mi opened her eyes, got up and walked to open the door.

She put on a long coat and went out, and said to Qiao Shiwan, "Aunt Wan, I'll go talk."

The person who came from the Tang family was Tang Yi's full-time driver, surnamed Ye, who had been working by Tang Yi's side since she could remember.

Seeing Qian Miao, he nodded lightly and said, "Miss, sir, let me pick you up and go home."

"reason."

Qian Miao didn't believe that Tang Yi would let her go back for no reason.

Old Ye said: "I'm only responsible for conveying and implementing what Mr.

"Oh, then you can go back."

Qianmi turned around.

Old Ye frowned and said hurriedly, "Miss!"

Qian Miao paused and didn't look back, just turned her head slightly, and glanced over from the corner of her eye.

"It's the Yun family's business."

He said, "Sir found out that the Yun family wanted to snatch the young lady away, so he asked me to pick you up. He said that the young lady is from the Tang family, and it is not the Yun family's turn to take care of her."

Qian Mi snorted: "That's it."

"You go back and tell him that you want me to go back to Tang's house and try the eight-handed sedan chair. Maybe I'll go back as soon as I'm happy."

The words fell, and walked in.

Lao Ye sighed, full of helplessness over the long-anticipated result.

When the Yun family was mentioned, Qian Miao asked about the progress of the Heiji incident.

The black chicken made a long voice over.

"Things are going very smoothly, Yun's has been slowly getting into the orbit, getting smoother and smoother. A few days ago, Yun Guan just signed the biggest order so far this year with the help of our team. He is so happy to invite you. I went to eat, I guess, it's just two days."

Qian Miao had a number in her heart, so she stopped talking and planned to go back to sleep.

As he was walking, he saw Feng Can standing on the phone at the door of Dongyuan.

His face was angry, and there was no normal childishness in his body.

"She doesn't sing if she doesn't sing. It's not suitable anyway. Listen to me. You can sing this song. Anyway, it's not signed. We have the final say on who to sing for."

Hearing this, Qian Miao also understood that it was because of Zhang Xuela's song.

After the phone call, Feng Can still looked in a bad mood.

Across the distance, Qian Miao heard his low curse voice.

Completely subverted her usual cognition of him.

When she got close, Feng Can noticed her.

He restrained his emotions a little, and said with a stutter: "Is it early? I mean, breakfast?"

Qian Miao knew that his brain must be very confused as soon as he heard it, so he said, "Don't you like fencing, let's have a fight."

The Feng family has a sports hall with all kinds of props.

Feng Can nodded: "Okay."

He was just upset.

After a few back and forth, Feng Can fell to the ground panting, turning his head to look at Qian Miao.

"I now know why my brother likes you, it's a strong attraction."

"I didn't expect you to be so good at fencing!"

Qian Mi took off her hat, wiped her sweat a little, and asked him, "Is the mood better at the scene?"

Feng Can breathed a sigh of relief and was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Tong Xin went to Zhang Xuela this morning and was slapped twice."

He paused, his eyes showing a look of extreme disappointment, and said, "Why did I like her before?"

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(Review of the previous situation: Qian Miao learned about the grievances her mother had suffered in the Yun family, and decided to vent her anger for her. This matter is currently being done...)

(There are a lot of things to do today, so there are so many updates, good night.)