My Empress is My Bad Girl

Wan Mei went out early and returned late, busy with factory work, and paid little attention to her son.

In her eyes, her son is a silent and gloomy child, but because he is beautiful, he can earn some living expenses by fiddling with some photos on the Internet, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

During this period of time, the factory was busy, she worked a lot of overtime, and she also worked a lot of night shifts. She had no idea where her son lived, what he was doing, what he was eating, and what he was wearing.

She just thought that her son would make some money, and he was no longer a child, so he should be able to take care of himself.

But she never expected that her son would get in such a luxury car.

She doesn't understand cars, but she has always seen it on TV and the Internet.

Even if you don't know the specific price, you know that this kind of car is definitely not something that an ordinary family like her can imagine.

Surprised, Wan Mei didn't care about the electric car, she grabbed the door handle, glared at Zhao Yuanjing and said, "Xiaojing, make it clear, what is going on here? Why did they give you such an expensive car? What the **** are you doing now? What are you doing?"

The driver glanced at Zhao Yuanjing puzzled, and saw that he was calm, but said to Wan Mei, "Sister, let go, I'm going to drive. Don't scratch you later."

"Where are you taking my son?" Wan Mei asked.

"Son?" The driver was at a loss, "Xiaojing, is she your mother?"

"Of course I'm fucking, can't you see that my son looks like me?" Wan Mei said loudly, "Who are you and where are you taking my son?"

"Go to Xiaojing's residence." Under the street light, the driver took a closer look at Wan Mei's face. Although she was old and haggard, her facial features were indeed beautiful.

He knew that nine times out of ten this was true.

However, as a driver, he still knows what to ask and what not to care.

Obviously, the relationship between mother and son is not so harmonious.

Otherwise, she wouldn't even know what her son was doing or where he lived.

The driver couldn't help but say, "You mother, don't you care too much about your son?"

Wan Mei blushed and felt ashamed in her heart.

She cared too little for her son.

Zhao Yuanjing saw that she was unrelenting and refused to let the car drive away, so he said, "Now it's summer vacation, I have nothing to do, I work for others to make money. This car belongs to the boss."

"Part-time job? What kind of job can I take in this kind of car?" Wan Mei became more and more alarmed.

She has seen a lot of negative news on the Internet.

It is not uncommon for a beautiful and vain girl to be taken care of.

Although Xiaojing is not a girl, he is more beautiful than a girl, and with a little fame on the Internet, it is not necessarily that he is not attracted by rich and rich women.

Wan Mei shivered the more she thought about it.

Although she was short of money and hoped that her son would be able to make a lot of money, she definitely didn't use this kind of inferior means.

What's more, the son is still underage, if any woman dares to touch him, it is illegal and criminal behavior!

Wan Mei was already trembling with her own association, and asked Zhao Yuanjing sternly: "Tell me, who is your boss, is he married and has children?"

Zhao Yuanjing could not understand the absurd thoughts in her heart, and said coldly: "My boss is an old man in his seventies or eighties. He is interested in my talents. I will have the opportunity to tell you about specific things later. Now, please You let go, I'm going home."