My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

6 am in the morning.

Kyoto, two ring.

A villa.

In the bedroom of the style, the morning fog flutters out of the window, and the large double bed suddenly issued a lot, a woman sat up.

The woman looks around thirties, and a short hair is slightly messy in the white round shoulders. It seems to be entangled by the dream. She lows for a long time, and finally raised his hand to cover the hair to the brain.

When you are squatting, a beautiful face full of mature charm appears in the mist of the window.

Wow ~~

There is also a baby cot on the big bed, lying on a baby in a half-year old, waking up by the woman's scream, and the little baby cried.

The woman quickly went out of the bed and picked up the child, and picked up a piece of clothing in the chest in breastfeeding clothes, and fed the milk to the child, while singing with magnetic female songs.

The half-year-old little baby is not crying, while playing a woman while looking at the woman, the white little face is now smile, and a giggle laugh is.

After the child finished the milk, the woman held her while singing and gently shaking, the child quickly fell asleep with a smile.

Woman lightly walking out of the bedroom, walking into a smaller bedroom, only seeing a scent of a sixty-year-old little boy sleeping.

The woman walked to the bed and gently touched the forehead of the son and walked out of the bedroom.

I got down the stairs and came to the first floor and entered the kitchen.

After half an hour, a rich breakfast is placed on the table of the living room.

At this time, three babysitters have come, a continued starting of other houseworks, one goes master bedroom to take care of small babies, one is waiting in the dining room.

These babysitters can also be cooked, but women are not willing to make others make breakfast to their children.

The woman once again woken the big son again, and quickly walked him, let the little boy went downstairs to eat breakfast, wait for the babysitter in the dining room to serve the boy to eat.

At this point, in the morning, the busy busy in the family finally ended, the woman walked into another room, this is her dedicated makeup room.

After twenty minutes, the door of the makeup room opened.

The family woman with a little exhausted and awkward, replaced, is a woman who is beautiful and fascinating, and a woman who does not dare.

She took the little boy and the full-time nanny to the door of the villa.

"Miss Zhang, you are slow."

In addition, two babysitters bought respect for her.

Zhang Xinyi, turned the head: "Take care of the little dream."

"Yes." The two touched with her eyes, and the body was trembled, and quickly promised.

Zhang Xin wears a hat and sunglasses, with a son and nanny into a luxury sedan parked at the door.

Ten minutes later, the sedan parked at the door of a high-end private elementary school, and the babysitted a little boy got off the bus.

"Mom, the teacher said that I have to open a parents on Friday, can you come?"

Before getting off, the little boy looked at Zhang Xin asked.

"Let's talk about it, you must concentrate on the class."

Zhang Xin took the sunglasses, and the smiles of the fangs showed the unhappy little boy.

The little boy disappoints the mouth, but it seems habit, no more talk, turn around the car.

After the nanny sent the little boy into the school gate, Zhang Xin's soft smile disappeared, re-wearing sunglasses, the whole person seems to be a long sword of the sheath, flashing cold and beautiful rays.

After an hour, eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Xin went into the office building of Shen Xin Entertainment.

"Zhang Jie is good."

"Hello, Jie, Hello!"

Shenxin, who met on the road, had awe and he greet her, Zhang Xin, did not pay attention to anyone, traveled straight through the hall, and walked into the elevator.

At this point, the "early peak" of the employees caught up to work, and the corridor was full of people waiting for this elevator.

But after seeing Zhang Xin, the body is like being frozen, watching her alone walking into the elevator, but no one dares to follow.

Ding.

Until the elevator door, Zhang Xin's figure disappeared, the atmosphere did not dare to go out, and the people finally loose.

"This gas field is too scary!"

"I finally realized what the gas field is three meters!"

"It's a second day, I didn't dare to say it in one stop,"

"Zhang Xin's temperament is too good, even if the child is so good! Even envy!"

"I don't envy, so cold, who dares to be? Hey, do you say Guo Wei is scared by her?"

"Hey, small voice point, don't you want to do it? You don't know if Zhang Xin is already our company's shareholder?"

The elevator came to the 21st floor, and the female secretary at the entrance of the vice president of office quickly stood up and respectd: "Zhang Jie."

Zhang Xin also didn't care, and traveled to the vice president office. The female secretary was busy: "Zhang Jie, Chen is answering the phone ..."

Zhang Xin looked at her, and the second half of the female secretary was swallowed back, and he quickly helped her to open the door and bend the way: "You please enter."

"I don't care what you do, the propaganda of the end of the poor must give me a comprehensive follow-up, after three days, I want everyone in Huaxia knows its release time!

Also, the promotion of Xianshan love sword is the same, no resources?

The broadcast time has moved from the summer file to the National Day, there is still five months, what resources are me?

Stupid goods, you continue to speculate in keeping the heat! Do you want me to teach you? "

In the office, Chen Qiao is really calling. Seeing that some people dare to come in to bother him. When he suddenly moved his eyebrows, he wanted to be ignorant, but when the person who came in is Zhang Xin, he quickly closed his mouth.

"That's it ... Zhang Jie, how do you personally come?"

Chen Qiao hangs up on the phone and greeted Zhang Xin, standing up and smiling, and also helped her to pull the chair, please sit down.

"Su Yue recently wrote two songs."

Zhang Xin sat down, wait for Chen Qiao, a cup of coffee, she said that she is swaying and said directly.

"Su Yue?"

Chen Qiao, showed a surprise look on his face:

"Zhang Jie said that Mr. Moves is out of the mountain? It is worth you, and only Zhang Jie can have such a big face."

Su Yue is the top word of Huaxia Songs, no one.

If the position is in the status of the word curved circle, Su Yue is even higher than that of Qin Yuan.

And Su Yue became very early, and it began to write songs from Wang Mangling and Zhang Xin and others in less than 20 years old.

It can be said that Zhang Xinyi has walked from a new person to the next position after the next day, and it is less than Su Yue's credit.

Before Zhang Xin's marriage, even rumors said that Zhang Xin and Su Yue were together.

Just in recent years, Su Yue has gradually faded out the entertainment circle, and few people have heard his news.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xin made this great god up!

"The song he wrote will not be so fascinating, I recorded a small sample, I will let Xiao He send you to listen, if I still start, I will start the song and propaganda."

Zhang Xin ignored Chen Qiao's blow, but said faintly.

"Good, Teacher Su and Zhang Jie cooperate again, definitely no problem! I immediately let the Xuanfa Department arranged."

Chen Qiao quickly said.

In addition to Zhang Xin, this is more confidence in her and Su Yue.

"That, Zhang Jie, there is something ..."

Chen Qiao observed Zhang Xin's expression and whispered:

"I guess that someone may speculate with your divorce, how do you think?"

Zhang Xinping calm: "I will send Weibo to the microblog, I can use this one to enhance the heat of my back."

Chen Qiao did not think that Zhang Xin actually speculated with his privacy, stunned, and then hesitively asked:

"Also, Zhang Jie, your son, it seems that some people know."

Zhang Xinyu turned his head, looked at Chen Qiao, and the beautiful apricot flashed in the fierce light.