C14 She Wouldn't Misunderstand Us Would She?

"I don't know why."

Shen Miaomiao widened her eyes and sat beside Lu Qingzhou.

"Your husband is really a talent. Is he a judge or a terminator for the interview?"

"Maybe there is something else."

Lu Qingzhou had not been with Feng Ziyan for long, so she did not know what he was thinking.

Not long after, the people in the corridor were all gone. Finally, the door of the judges' room was opened. The blond man walked out first, but he was not with them.

Feng Ziyan expressionlessly passed by Lu Qingzhou's side. She was as transparent as air. Shen Miaomiao curled her lips and rolled her eyes at Feng Ziyan's back.

"Little girl, after you came for the interview, we, Director Feng, fired the most promising newcomer in the company."

One. A bespectacled middle-aged man lowered his head and gave Lu Qingzhou a thumbs up. Shen Miaomiao looked at Lu Qingzhou in confusion, "What is the situation?"

After school, Lu Qingzhou dragged her tired body back to the apartment with a depressed look.

Just as Aunt Xia said, Feng Ziyan was indeed at home.

A look of surprise flashed across her small face as she lowered her head and entered the living room.

Feng Ziyan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He placed one hand on the back of the sofa and pressed on the computer screen continuously with the other.

"Didn't you apply for business management? Why did you enter the Arts Department of Performance?"

Feng Ziyan's voice suddenly came out. Lu Qingzhou was sure that he did not even raise his head, but she knew that she was back.

"How dare you. You are using the money of our Feng family to study the art of performing. Aren't you afraid that I will sue you in front of my grandfather?"

Lu Qingzhou's heart was in her throat. It was because she played a trick on her when she graduated. After filling in the matriculation form, she secretly went to the office and changed it on the last day. She had always been obedient. old master Feng and the Feng family couple had never suspected that she would do anything against them.

Lu Qingzhou had her back to Feng Ziyan. She thought that he would continue to ask, but she did not know how to explain it to him. However, she stood there for a while and did not make a sound.

Feng Ziyan's hand continued to slide on the iPad. Lu Qingzhou bit her lips until Aunt Xia came out with the soup and said in surprise when she saw her, "Miss, you are back. Quickly wash your hands and eat."

Aunt Xia's sharp eyes looked at Feng Ziyan again and immediately said, "Young Master, eat."

Feng Ziyan continued to move without raising his head.

Lu Qingzhou seemed to have received a special pardon as she heaved a long sigh of relief and walked into the kitchen.

Aunt Xia's cooking skills were quite good and Lu Qingzhou and Feng Ziyan especially liked eating the fish she made. Usually when Feng Ziyan was not around, Lu Qingzhou could chat with Aunt Xia while eating. Now that Feng Ziyan was present, they all stopped talking. Lu Qingzhou was very nervous, afraid that he would continue to ask about her matriculation.

Lu Qingzhou ate her dinner nervously, and Feng Ziyan did not ask her anything until she went to sleep. Lu Qingzhou's nerves were tight all day. She finished her homework very easily and finally fell asleep.

Feng Ziyan turned off the big light in the main bedroom and turned on the bedside lamp. Lu Qingzhou slept very soundly because she was too tired. She did not feel that someone was staring at her sleeping face at all.

Feng Ziyan's phone vibrated in his pocket. In order to avoid disturbing Lu Qingzhou, he turned off the bell when he entered the room. When he saw the name, he walked out and pressed the answer button.

"Is everything done?"

Feng Ziyan stood in the corridor and lowered his voice. There was a slight sigh from the other end of the phone. "Director Feng, is there really a need to ban him? After all, Kai did not mean it. "

"I will not let go of anyone who hurt Qingzhou."

A trace of coldness flashed across Feng Ziyan's eyes. The sigh on the other end of the phone continued, "Why do you need to do that? As long as you treat her well, it will be fine. The last time she called, it was me who answered. She wouldn't misunderstand us, would she?"