Become the Overlord’s Runaway Little Wife

After Fu Mang finished speaking, Yin Shuang kept staring at her with big eyes and small eyes. Neither of them spoke again. Fu Mang suppressed all the bitterness and hostility that came up in her heart for a moment, and she cleared it up. Cleared his throat, "Now you can ask questions."

Yin Shuang blinked and pointed at the last three women in the second row, "Are each of them a lover?"

Fu Mang glanced at it and shook her head. She pointed to the second woman, "This was a lover before, but now he has been righted and has become Mrs. Fu."

Yinshuang understood, she whispered, "Little concubine becomes mistress."

...What the hell?

Fu Mang heard her muttering words clearly, but it was full of black lines. As soon as she was about to speak, she saw Yinshuang raise her hand again, "You said they all want you to die, then... would they want to kill you?"

Fu Mang paused for two seconds, "I know it in my heart, but they don't have the guts to do such a thing."

"Then why are you..."

Before she finished asking, Fu Mang understood what she was trying to say, "Although they will not be so blatant to kill me, they will do everything possible to trouble me, so as long as they show up, they will fight. Spirit, who knows what demon they will be."

Yinshuang nodded without understanding, "I have another question."

Fu Mang leaned on the edge of the desk, looking at her kindly, "Go ahead."

"What are they afraid of you grabbing?" Yin Shuang asked seriously.

She really doesn't know what to grab, because her concept is still the concept of the nine-day realm. These people say that they can get the reputation of a concubine. What can I get if I have food and housing? What else do they need to worry about Fu Mang coming to grab it?

Fu Mang was slightly taken aback, thinking that Jin Xiaoyu had come back from abroad, and she might not understand the domestic side. She returned to her expression, "They are afraid that I will grab Fu Quanru's money and Fu's enterprise."

Yin Shuang didn't understand even more, "But shouldn't these be yours? How can you grab this?"

Fu Mang laughed, "Whoever said it was mine, it was Fu Quanru's, he would give it to whoever he wanted, if he liked it, he would donate all of it, he had eight children in total, and I was the most transparent. , The least favorite one, you know?"

Yinshuang frowned slightly, she turned her gaze to one side, and muttered again: "It's okay to support the concubine, the concubine is still so unhappy, the Fu family takes jujube pills."

"…What did you say?"

Yin Frost moved back to his sight. Her eyes fell to Fu Mang's eyes.

Jin Xiaoyu is just generally beautiful, but her eyes are very agile, as if they have gathered the spirit of the world. With a smile, these black eyes are like shining gems, making her always Can't help but look at it a few more times. What made her envied even more was that these eyes were very clean, without the slightest trace of dirt and impurities.

Yin Shuang leaned forward, thinking that she couldn't do this, so she reminded her friendly, "What is robbing? That was originally yours. Your father is confused. You can't be confused with you. You are the only orthodox bloodline of your father. , Those people are all prostitutes, do you know that prostitution is a bad name. If it is really like you said, who is your father's freedom, then they work hard to please your father, why not? Come to trouble you? This shows that they also know that they are not qualified to take it, so they have to regard you as a thorn in the eye."

Yin Shuang is a very righteous sword spirit. She stood up and patted Fu Mang on the shoulder, "Do it hard and take back everything that belongs to you, and let them take a good look at what is meant by turning over a prostitute. I will Help you!"

Fu Mang looked at the hand on his shoulder, and then at the owner of the hand.

Yinshuang temporarily forgot her personal settings, and when she saw her look over, she immediately smiled happily.

Very good, now she can be sure.

Her newly recruited bodyguard is not only unstable, but also a miserable young man who is deeply poisoned by online novels.

…

The words Yinshuang said did not cause any fluctuations in Fu Mang's heart. She stayed at home for two days, either watching dramas or working. When Monday came, she went to work again.

Standing next to her car, Fu Mang was carrying a car key in her hand. She stared at Yin Shuang, "Why can't you even drive a car?"

"I, I will," Yin Shuang said with a lack of confidence in the reasons Qin Ke had prepared her, "but I learned a driver's license abroad, and the driver's license cannot be used here. Wait for a while, I will take the driver's license. You can start after the test."

Fu Mang was speechless, she resigned herself to get into the driving seat, and when she turned around, Jin Xiaoyu also sat in, and sat in the co-pilot next to her.

The boss drove and the bodyguard took the car.

…Is it all fresh?

Jin Xiaoyu replaced the black suit she always wore before. Now she is wearing a cute suit with a red and white umbrella skirt and matching a pair of flesh-colored leggings. Inside the upper body is a pink pullover woolen coat, and outside is a pale pink short coat with faux fur. Two pink **** fall in the front of the coat, and the hat at the back also wears two fluffy bunny ears.

Seeing it feels good, I want to touch it...

Fu Mangmo, she quickly turned her attention to the road conditions, and then said in a straight voice: "You are not allowed to wear this jacket to work in the future."

Yinshuang was indulging in her coat. This coat feels really good. She scratched the fur on the coat over and over again. Upon hearing this, she raised her head in astonishment, "Why?"

"Have you ever seen an assistant wear this kind of clothes? The assistant's clothes should be formal."

Yin Shuang said a little "Ah", and then made a difficult statement, "But the few sets I bought are all like this, they are not formal..."

Yin Shuang put her hands on her knees. Because she was tangled up, she shrank smaller than usual. She turned her head and looked at Fu Mang pitifully, "Does it have to be formal?"

"..." Fu Mang drove calmly, completely ignoring the route that had just been snake-shaped, "Forget it, you are not a real assistant anyway, you can wear it as you like."

Yinshuang was happy. The car drove all the way to the company. Yinshuang followed Fu Mang and arrived at the office. Fu Mang walked into the office. Yinshuang stayed in the secretary's office outside, staying with several secretaries and assistants.

Yin Shuang didn't need to work, she strolled around boredly, and then fixed her eyes on a certain figure.

Shao Yang went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee and came back. It was very difficult for him to make coffee with one hand, and then he had to bring the coffee cup back with the other hand. He kept the balance of the water surface carefully all the way, just sitting down, a pink figure He rushed over, sat down next to him, and grabbed his arm.

"Wow—"

Half of the coffee that was brewed so hard was spilled, and the other half was spilled on his pants.

Today's Shaoyang is also Shaoyang who is not a chieftain.

…

Shao Yang wiped his trousers with a piece of paper, crying without tears, "Sister, can you let me go, I just got a cast on my arm, and I don't want to go to the hospital to deal with the burns on my legs."

Yin Shuang confided, she took the drawer over and handed it to Shao Yang, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I was wrong."

Shao Yang didn’t say anything anymore. He went to the bathroom and changed a pair of trousers. Then he said to Yin Shuang, “I was so arrogant last time. I didn’t expect you to be so good. Where did you learn? Your effort?"

"Overseas," Yin Shuang looked at his arm, "Does your arm still hurt?"

Shao Yang grinned, "It doesn't hurt anymore. I don't even blink my eyes for this little injury."

Yin Shuang looked at him suspiciously. The sound of his screaming that day almost spread from the twelfth floor to the first floor. Doesn't it hurt?

"Really?"

"Of course!" Pain can't say, this is the dignity of a man!

Yin Shuang was startled, she stretched out her hand, poked Shaoyang's plaster, and exclaimed sincerely: "Brother Shao, you are amazing!"

"Haha, it's okay." The plaster touched the wound just now after Yin Shuang's jab, the cold sweat on Shao Yang's forehead came out, and he had to put on a stiff smile to deal with Yin Shuang.

Fortunately, Yin Shuang did not stay with him, otherwise Shao Yang could cry on the spot. Fu Mang added a station to her. It was the nearest to the general manager's office. When Yin Shuang returned to his station, she was boring to grow grass.

When it was almost noon, a middle-aged woman walked in.

She dressed richly and elegantly, and she looked like a high-class Mrs. Kuo. At this time, there were three people in the secretary office, one Shaoyang, one secretary, and one Yinshuang. The secretary came late and didn't know this wife. Shao Yang's expression changed and he walked over immediately, "Mrs. Fu, why are you here?"

Yin Shuang stood up a little later. She compared this face with the photo Fu Mang showed her, and she remembered who she was.

Lu Shaomin, the concubine who was righting.

…

If Lu Shaomin knew what Yin Shuang called her in his heart, he would probably be able to immediately remove the smirk from his face and choke her to death.

Lu Shaomin had a gentle smile on his face, "I'm here to find Xiao Mang."

As she said, she pushed Shaoyang away. She looked gentle, and the strength in her hands was not weak at all. Like a hard drive, Shaoyang was pushed back and forth by her. When he stood upright, Lu Shaomin had already gone to the door of the office, Shaoyang. I wanted to run over to stop her, but saw someone faster than him.

Yinshuang stood at the door of the office respectfully, and said to Lu Shaomin, "Madam, you can't go in."

Lu Shaomin hadn't seen her before, and she couldn't help but glanced a few more times at this time, she laughed, "You are new here, I am not an outsider, I am Xiao Mang's mother, I can go in."

Yin Shuang's eyes widened, "Are you President Fu's mother?"

Lu Shaomin smiled like a spring breeze, "Yes."

Shao Yang winked at her desperately from behind, telling her to hold on and not let go, but Yin Shuang didn't even look at him. She continued to stare at him with a shocked expression on her face. She looked at Lu Shaomin up and down. "Mrs. Fu, have you regained your soul by borrowing the corpse?!"