Vicious Woman Becomes Sweet Wife

But in fact, after Fu Siming handed Qiao Anxiao over to Ling Li, he even arranged for one of his assistants to report to him at the design department at any time.

Thus, he had long since known about the contents of the task that Ling Li had told Qiao Anxiao.

"Last night, my wife worked overtime into the night in order to finish the task of arranging the blueprints that Ling Li had given her."

"Oh," said Fu Siming, indicating that he knew.

"That Ling Li is indeed powerful. Such torture could be considered as taking revenge for the humiliation at the royal ball."

Fu Siming looked up at the assistant, Angel, and asked, "Have I given you too little work recently?"

"No, no!"

Anjel heard the displeasure in the president's words and immediately left in a sensible manner.

A few minutes later, the company's built-in phone call came in …

"Director Fu, this is Ling Li. About Fu …" Ling Li was about to say "Madam Fu," but then she remembered that Fu Siming had said that he treated her equally, so she changed her words and said, "Regarding Assistant Qiao's performance yesterday at the company, I want to report to you."

Fu Siming coldly replied, "Just report this matter to Angel."

With that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Ling Li to say anything.

After Ling Li hung up the phone, she felt indignant in her heart, but she still said with a smile, "Where's Director Fu? I said I could give you another chance just now."

While speaking, Ling Li tore off the note paper that Qiao Anxian had stuck on. Then, she said, "Assistant Qiao, I advise you to keep your feet on the ground and not always think about showing off. These design drafts have been tidily reorganized today, if you don't do what you're told, don't blame me. "

Looking at the mountain of blueprints in front of him, as well as the unconcealable pride on Ling Li's face, Qiao Anxiao suddenly felt that a woman's heart for revenge was truly terrifying.

"How is it? Can you do it? "If that doesn't work, I'll tell Boss Fu that you're not up to the task. It's better for you to go home."

"Alright!"

Isn't it just a rearrangement? At most, he would just stay up all night!

Did this Fu Siming really plan on leaving her alone? Or had he intentionally arranged for her to be with Ling Li, knowing that Ling Li would definitely "take good care of" her?

You want to use this method to force her to retreat? That way, she couldn't hold a grudge against him.

"Oh right, I can see that there's quite a bit of dust in the data room. I should also clean it up before putting the design script in."

"If there's anything else, please tell me."

The employees who were watching the commotion started to discuss in succession. They were all curious as to how the current Qiao Anxiao had become so tolerant. If this had happened in the past, it would be hard to say who would bully whom.

After an afternoon's time, Qiao Anxian had reorganized the design script and stretched lazily. He had originally thought that he could get off work on time today. When the time was almost up, Ling Li appeared once again.

"Designer Ling, I'm done. Can you get off work now?"

"Off duty?" Ling Li chuckled, as if she had heard something funny. "You think you can get off work just like that?"

"What else do you want?"

Qiao Anzhi was truly annoyed with her. Couldn't she give him a quick death?

"I suddenly recalled that there are still a lot of customer information in the library." Ling Li seemed to be deep in thought. After a while, she said, "How about this, you organize the customer information according to the time you have spent working together. We will use it during the meeting tomorrow." Do you understand now? "

"Understood." Qiao Anyun had already mentally greeted Ling Li, but he still maintained a professional fake smile on his face. He had a very enjoyable look on his face.

When Ling Li left, Qiao Anjiao could clearly see the corner of her mouth rise. Did it feel good torturing her? She was so angry that she drew a cursive drawing of Ling Li on the paper with a pen and poked "her" full of holes with a paper knife.

After venting, there was still work to be done.

She was desperate when she saw the customer information, more numerous than the design script, and according to the year, she found that the furthest she could go back to 2000, 18 years ago... There are at least a few hundred long-term customers, right?

Qiao Anxiao sighed. Forget it, it seemed that he wouldn't be able to go back tonight.

Around eleven in the morning, it began to rain heavily outside. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. For some reason, Qiao Yifan, who was alone in the office, felt a little scared. However, there was nothing he could do. He had to find the courage to continue.

In the villa.

When he came out of the study, he pretended to pass by and looked at Joanna's room. The door was open, and it was obvious that she hadn't come back yet.

The passing servant, as if he could read the thoughts of others, told him, "Sir, Madame hasn't come back yet." Finally, he added, "It's already very late."

The servant shut his mouth and went back to his own business.

Outside the window, the wind was howling and the rain was falling harder and harder.

Joanna finished at last, much earlier than she had expected. The rain outside continued to fall without any signs of stopping.

No umbrella, no car... Joanna wondered if she should go back tonight or stay in the office for the night.

There was a sudden clap of thunder, and the lights in the office flickered and went out.

Qiao Anjiao cried out in alarm. It was pitch black all around.

She looked around. She was afraid of the dark. She felt as if something would pop out at any moment.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he felt. At this moment, his phone rang.

"Madam, this is Little Wu. Are you still working at the company?"

Johann let out a sigh of relief and said, "I'm in the building. The company has shut down their power."

"Then you go down the stairs and the car is parked in front of the building."

"Alright, I'll be right down."

Joanna locked the door and went downstairs.

There was an emergency light in the corridor, causing Qiao Anxiao to feel uneasy. He had the feeling that someone was following behind her.

He walked quickly down the stairs and was finally relieved when he saw the familiar car.

"Sorry to trouble you, it's raining so heavily …" Before Johann could finish his words, he opened the door and saw that Fu Siming was also in the car. His voice abruptly stopped.

She thought the driver was here to pick her up, but why was he here?

It was almost impossible to get a taxi in the rain at this late hour.

Qiao Anzhi hesitated for a moment and finally got into the car.

Joanna sat unmoving in the car, not saying a word, wondering if Fosmin had just gotten off work or if he had just come to pick her up. Was he that kind?

But then Qiao Yifan thought for a second and saw that Fu Siming had arranged her under Ling Li's hand. No matter how one looked at it, it didn't seem like he had good intentions. He knew very well that Ling Li was at odds with her.

Now that she thought about it this way, she felt even more reluctant to talk to Fu Siming. What's more … She hadn't forgotten what he had done to her in the car.

It was better not to talk, thought Joanna, before he didn't know what he had said to offend him.

In the end, the two of them ended up in silence. Just when she thought that they would peacefully return home, Fu Siming suddenly spoke — —

"Give up."

The man spoke indifferently, not even looking at her.

"Eh?" Qiao Anxian was somewhat surprised.

She did not hear what he said, for she had not expected that he would speak to her of his own accord.

Fu Siming glanced at her and repeated, "With regards to the job, you should give up."

It took Joanna a moment to realize what he was talking about. She shook her head firmly. I can persevere. "

The man was silent for a moment, then sneered and said mockingly, "You've already used the word 'perseverance'. That can only mean that you've done it in great pain."

Pain?

Hmph, wasn't this all thanks to him?

"I won't give up. I want to prove to you that you were wrong about me!"

Seeing that the woman was still so persistent, Fu Siming didn't want to bother with her anymore. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes to rest. His breathing was light and even. Qiao Anzhi couldn't help but look at him. His eyes looked much gentler.

When the car stopped at the intersection to wait for the traffic lights, Joanna looked out of the window, bored. The view from the night rain wasn't very good, but she noticed that there was an old man huddled in the shelter of the bus stop on the side of the road. He must have been hiding from the rain.

"Little Wu, can I trouble you to stop by the side for a moment?"

Little Wu was puzzled and looked doubtfully at Fu Siming. Seeing that Mister didn't react in the slightest, he could be considered to have tacitly agreed, right?

Just as the car came to a stop by the roadside, Qiao Anxiao opened the car door without a second thought and walked towards the old man who was by the roadside.

Fu Siming slowly opened his eyes and watched her alight. His brows slightly creased. What did she want to do?

He just sat there in the car, looking out the window.

"Old man, why are you not coming home at such a late hour?"

"Miss …" I got lost and it rained... " The old man seemed to be at a loss. It seemed that his mental state was not very good.

"Where is your home? Let me get you a car. "

The old man thought for a moment, then took out a crumpled slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Anxiao. Qiao Anxiao took it and looked at it. There was an address written on it.

She hailed a car for the old man, waited for it to arrive, handed the driver a hundred dollars, and asked him to make sure the old man arrived safely.

Only after watching the car drive away did Joanna walk over to Fosmin's car.

His clothes and hair were plastered to his body, and the rain was a little cold, so she couldn't help but shiver.

When she reached the front of the car, she realized that she was covered in water, and that if she got on the car, she would definitely make him unhappy again. The hand that was about to open the car door went stiff for two seconds, then it let go and tapped on the window outside.

Fosmin rolled the window open a crack and frowned slightly as the rain trickled in through the crack.

Qiao Anyan said, "I'm drenched all over. If I get on the car, I'll worry about dirtying your car. I'd better take a taxi."

With a cold face and a somewhat commanding tone, he said, "Get in the car."

"No need, I can …" Qiao Anyun still wanted to reject him, but when he met the eyes of Fu Siming that wanted to devour him, he immediately gave in and climbed onto the carriage.

She really couldn't understand this man... Sometimes she thought he was thinking for her, but it usually lasted no more than three seconds, and then she thought he was tyrannical and ruthless …

He did not know that she was so full of little ninety-nine, and when she got into the car beside him, he stared at her profile.

It was still the same face, but why did it feel completely different?

Did the old Joanna know what kindness was?