Could it be that she, Song Shiqing, didn't know how to act?

"You're right, I just can't tolerate it."

Song Wanqing said word by word.

When she said that, Song Qinglan looked at Song Shiqing in disbelief. But who was Song Qing Lan? At such a critical moment, she would naturally not destroy her plans.

"Big sister, so it turns out that you really can't tolerate me. Yan Ting, you heard me. I... Not going to work for the Fu family. I will stay away from you, as long as you and sister can be happy. It doesn't matter if I get misunderstood, but you can't be misunderstood by big sister. "

Song Wanqing was already beginning to admire Song Qinglan. She was becoming more and more familiar with her acting skills.

Unfortunately, she had already decided not to act with her. Thus, no matter how much Song Qing Lan pretended, she couldn't see the expression on her face that she wanted to see.

Song Xianqing stared coldly at Song Qinglan. She only wanted to know what Fu Yanzheng would do next.

"Song Wanqing, come with me upstairs."

"CEO, I'm afraid I can't agree. I'm already an employee of the Fu family. If you have any work matters that you need me for, please pass through my superior, Miss Kathleen." If it's something else, then I'm very sorry to say that this is working hours, so please leave all your personal matters until after work. "

Everyone was shocked by what Song Wanqing had said.

Especially the few design department employees who had purposely embarrassed Song Wanqing before. Now that they saw her like this, they could not help but worry.

Through Song Qinglan's play just now, Song Xianqing knew that Song Qinglan also came to work at the Fu family. She didn't know who it meant. However, with Fu Yating around, Song Qing Lan's job should not be too bad.

She even suspected that Song Qing Lan had spies in the Fu family. Otherwise, why would Song Qing Lan follow them when she had just started working at the Fu family?

It was normal for Song Qing Lan to refuse to give up a golden son-in-law like Fu Ting.

If Song Qing Lan had used a fair and square method, she might have just turned a blind eye. However, Song Qinglan continued to pour the dirty water on her. If she didn't resist at all, then Song Qing Lan would probably be the one riding on her head in the future.

There was also Fu Ting.

She was his wife now, and he had only said that he would acknowledge her identity in front of the old gramps. After all, this was the company. As Lady Fu, she didn't ask him to pamper her like a princess, but at least give her some face.

However, there wasn't any. From beginning to end, Fu Zhaoting only had eyes for Song Qinglan. That was why he believed Song Qing Lan when she wrongly accused him.

Fu Zating had always listened to only his own thoughts, time and time again.

And yet, at this point, she still loved him like a fool.

Song Wanqing always remembered that touch of warmth in her heart. She didn't know when it started, but that touch of warmth became the cinnabar mole on the tip of her heart. She couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

She thought that as long as he rejected Fu Yating, he would definitely become even angrier. When the time came, she might be able to forget that trace of warmth. But she overestimated herself. She still couldn't forget. She only felt her hands and feet go cold when she met Fu Zating's furious gaze.

In the future, she would have even less of a good impression of Fu Yanting.

"Song Wanqing, you asked for this."

Fu Yanting took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Song Xianqing had already guessed who he was calling. Sure enough, not long after, someone came to inform her to follow Fu Yating up.

Fu Yating had already obtained Kaiserlin's approval.

Song Wanqing had no choice but to keep up.

Once again, he returned to the elevator. Song Wanqing stood obediently by the side while Fu Yating carried Song Qinglan up horizontally in his arms. Song Qinglan leaned on Fu Zhaoting's chest complacently, looking at Song Shuqing provocatively from time to time.