The rural daughter-in-law of the bank president

Chapter 545 Losing Jingzhou Carelessly

"No, what's the matter?" Lele was a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, but when we were inspecting today, we discovered that someone had graffitied the windows of your company."

"Ah?" Lele became furious and only thought about Hua Gong, completely forgetting Huai Zhong.

"Take a picture and show it to me!" Lele said, "Isn't there access control at your gate? Isn't there 24-hour security? Where are the cameras?"

"Sorry, sorry, it was our oversight. The gate was not locked, and some companies still had people there on New Year's Eve afternoon.

The access control gate can be climbed over, and it is also possible that someone can go in and wait there along with people going to and from get off work.

We checked the surveillance footage and found that the man was holding a black umbrella, wearing a hat and a mask, and was walking up the stairs. Only he came out, and no one was seen going in.

We checked all the cameras, but didn't see his face." The property management company's explanation was watertight.

"What are you spraying?" Lele asked.

"Pay your debts or something!" the property management replied.

Wei Wuya was kneading dough. Seeing Lele's grim expression, he stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lele walked towards the bedroom without saying anything, and Wei Wuya followed her into the bedroom.

Lele turned on the hands-free mode and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Would you like to come and take a look? That paint is difficult to handle, and the glass may need to be replaced.

Also, if you have any disputes with anyone, please explain this clearly, as it is also a safety hazard!"

"Fuck you!" Wei Wuya cursed. "It's New Year's Day, and you guys didn't keep an eye on it. It's a safety hazard. Deal with the glass immediately before work, or I'll file a complaint against you."

Lele sat on the chair angrily, thinking that he had lost the battle because of his carelessness.

After Wei Wuya finished negotiating with the property management, Lele was still pouting.

Wei Wuya bent down and tilted his head to look at Lele.

Lele glared at Wei Wuya, turned around and continued to be angry.

Wei Wuya hugged Lele's shoulders from the side and said, "It's okay. This is the property management's responsibility. Just focus on making dumplings."

Lele curled his lips and cursed: "How can there be such a shameless person!"

Wei Wuya's hands were still covered in flour, and his long fingers were spread out and curled up.

He touched the tip of Lele's nose with his finger, and flour got on his nose.

Lele raised his hand, wiped it, and wiped it with his arm.

"It's already been sprayed, don't worry about it. The property management is more nervous than you right now." Wei Wuya nudged someone.

Lele moved forward.

Wei Wuya leaned forward, Lele turned around and glared at Wei Wuya, Wei Wuya curled his lips in a wicked smile, and rubbed Lele's soft face with a pair of flour-covered hands.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Lele screamed.

He wanted to run away but couldn't. Wei Wuya wrapped his long legs around the chair, held his face with his hands, and smiled obscenely.

Lele is weak and helpless.

The door was not locked, and the shouting attracted Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan poked his head in and saw Wei Wuya "bullying" Lele. He ran over and said, "Mommy, I'm here to save you."

He was also a jack of all trades. He grabbed the hem of Wei Wuya's brand new sweater and pulled it with gritted teeth.

Wei Wuya let go and turned to tickle Moyuan.

Before his hand could reach him, Mo Yuan chuckled, curled up into a ball, and fell on the carpet.

Lele laughed immediately, "Daddy didn't even touch you!"

Mo Yuan shouted, "Don't tickle me!"

Lele burst into laughter, turned around, and helped Moyuan tickle Wei Wuya.

Lele's icy hands reached directly into Wei Wuya's sweater, and Wei Wuya shuddered.

He shouted, "Why are your paws always so cold!"

He didn't hide, but held her hand, "Don't move, I'll warm you up! Stretch it down."

Lele smiled sweetly, with her hands on her waist and abdomen, which was indeed very warm.

Mo Yuan also reached in, his little hand warm, and placed it on Le Le's hand, "I'll warm you up too."

Wei Wuya grabbed Mo Yuan's hand and said, "Don't touch me!"

Mo Yuan seemed to have discovered a new world, "Daddy, there is hair on your belly!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Lele laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

After a while, he finally managed to hold back his laughter, pulled his hand back, and said, "Come on, go wash your hands, you two have dirty hands!"

Wei Wuya hugged Lele from behind and walked towards the bathroom. Mo Yuan got up and followed behind Wei Wuya.

Lele stopped at the door and pushed it open. Wei Wuya stopped and Moyuan bumped into Wei Wuya's butt.

Wei Wuya chuckled and said to Mo Yuan who was standing behind him: "I'll fart for you!"

Lele was so scared that she turned around and hit Wei Wuya. She pulled Mo Yuan over and glared at Wei Wuya with a pout, "You can't be serious for three seconds."

"Hahahaha!" Wei Wuya laughed and rubbed Lele's face again.

Lele tried to pry Wei Wuya's hands apart with both hands, but couldn't escape. He raised his leg to kick Wei Wuya, but Wei Wuya stepped back and dodged.

After entering the bathroom, Lele washed Moyuan's hands, and Moyuan ran out to play with dough.

Wei Wuya stood behind him, hugging Lele, "And me!"

Lele slapped Wei Wuya’s hand, “Wei is three years old!”

Wei Wuya lowered his head, kissed Lele's cheek, and asked, "Are you still angry?"

Lele sighed: "Depressed!"

"His goal is to make you depressed. I wonder where he's having a good time right now!"

Lele nodded, "Yeah!"

"Send someone to check out how to deal with it tomorrow. If the glass can't be replaced immediately, just repaint it. Don't let anyone misunderstand." Wei Wuya said in Lele's ear.

Lele nodded, "Yeah."

"You go and deal with it, I'll go make dumplings, and make you some - golden beans." Wei Wuya kissed her again, let her go, and walked out.

Lele picked up the phone, thought about it, and didn't call.

It’s the New Year, don’t add another person to your worries.

I called the property management back and asked them to handle it. They should call the police if necessary and keep evidence if necessary. If the glass can be replaced before work, they should do so. If not, they should repaint it first.

I checked WeChat and it was so lively.

People are scrambling for red envelopes everywhere. In the work group, many people circled her and sent her red envelopes.

Lele sent out several waves of red envelopes and also wished a happy new year to Luo Qingyang, Jiani and others individually.

Before Lele left, Wei Wuya came in again and said, "My parents, grandma and I will go to the ancestral hall first."

Lele followed him to the living room. In the kitchen, Zhang Guixiang prepared soup and food, and Lin Xianglan packed cigarettes, alcohol and fruits.

Wei Wuya picked up the thermal bag and the four of them left.

There were still a few dumplings left to be wrapped, so Lele washed his hands and started wrapping them with Zhang Guixiang.

Chang Jinbao has been watching TV. Besides playing mahjong, he watches TV.

Mo Yuan got tired of playing and ran to play with A Kun.

Zhang Guixiang stared at Lele again and again. Lele smiled and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Guixiang sighed, "Ah, it's said that rich people are always surrounded by gossip. Your sister is the best; she lives a peaceful and stable life."

Lele lowered her eyes, curled her lips and smiled: "It was you who insisted that I get married."

Zhang Guixiang held the dumpling in her left hand and pinched it with her right hand, and a dumpling was wrapped at an astonishing speed.

Lele can't keep up with rolling the dough.

"It's too late to regret this! I just hope to be safe and sound."