There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

But obviously I have been wronged, why my best friend doesn't feel sorry for me at all, and doesn't help me to yell at the scumbag three hundred times, and even turn over old scores!She pouted like a chick, but somehow felt a little guilty, and said in a soft voice, "Yeah, it's not that..."

Yaya said categorically: "There are such two! Where are you now? Why don't my mother go to sleep with you, but if you want to drink, there is no way!"

Zhen Jiabao thought for a while, but didn't agree, and said, "You don't need to sleep with me! Yaya, I'm going to start the harem fighting mode. From tomorrow onwards, I'm going to study Sun Tzu's Art of War by heart, and I must fight back!"

Yaya encouraged: "...Come on!"

After a pause, Yaya still hesitated and said, "Zhen Jiabao...are you really sleeping with someone?"

Zhen Jiabao blushed and said angrily, "Nonsense! I slept with that man!"

Yaya: "...do you always sleep comfortably?"

Zhen Jiabao choked up silently: "..."

Not very comfortable, back pain and leg cramps!

But how can such a thing be said?So she slapped her swollen face to pretend to be fat, and reluctantly said: "It's okay."

"That……"

"Then what, why are you gossiping like this! Go to sleep! I'm sleepy, sleepy!"

Zhen Jiabao exchanged another conversation with the little sister and hung up the phone.

Although Zhen Jiabao was still a little panicked in his heart, he gradually wanted to open up, and it seemed that there was nothing to be sad about getting rid of the scumbag in time.

She used to really like Chen Junliang, to the point that he could do whatever he said, anyway, boyfriends are just for pampering, so it doesn't matter if they are a little bit arrogant, but she... overdid it!

It's also because she doesn't know people clearly, so she has nothing to complain about, but she firmly remembers this account!
……

The next day, the sky was fine.

Zhen Jiabao nestled in his small house, feeling that he should be melancholy for a while, to show his respect for this life crit, and at the same time avoid the paparazzi's pursuit.

but--

The sun seems to be very good, it should be very comfortable to shine on the face...

She pressed her cheeks, thinking, she should go to the open library on the street next door, read two sour essays and cry, and it would be best if she could write two more sour poems and post on Weibo. Ritual lovelorn... The point is, the journey is not far, and walking is just right, which is good for relaxation.

But people are not as good as heaven. Zhen Jiabao had just tidied himself up and put on a bleak makeup like a withered flower, so that even if he was accidentally bumped into by a paparazzi with great powers, he might not be able to recognize him.

Before she could be caught by the paparazzi, however, she was captured by two strangers.

Those two people were driving a very luxurious and bright high-end car, and it was parked under her apartment. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

One of them said expressionlessly, "Miss Zhen, please come with us."

Zhen Jiabao: "I don't know you if I don't go, what are you doing? I want to call you to let go..."

Expressionless man in suit: "Someone wants to see you."

Without any explanation, he was stuffed into the car.

Zhen Jiabao: "..."

Panicked, terrified, and feeling very unlucky.

Sure enough, at this time, she should stay at home and mourn the spring and autumn due to the farce arranged by God, and cry in grief and tears. Why did she run out? !

Zhen Jiabao felt regretful in her heart, and kept trying to talk to those two people on the way, thinking of at least making a conversation, at least letting her know who wanted to see her.

But those two people seemed to have their upper and lower lips pinched by river clams, and they didn't utter a single word.

Zhen Jiabao silently drew circles and cursed in his heart before he calmed down, his mind was full of random thoughts.

When the car was in front of a high-end private club, Zhen Jiabao was still a little dazed. He glanced at the unobtrusive facade, and was caught between two tall men with a height of 1.8 meters. in.

There were not many people in the private club, but the waiters seemed to be very self-restraining. Seeing their weird lineup, they didn't say a word, but led them to the designated box with a smile on their faces.

The two men sent her to the door, knocked on the door, and waited for the deep and magnetic word "Come in" to come from inside before pushing the door open.

This is a suite with a taupe main color, and a man is sitting on the sofa in the middle.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the document in his hand seriously. When he saw that they brought the man over, he didn't raise his head, and only hummed as a response.

Zhen Jiabao: "..."

It feels like a facial paralysis!Can't you see such a big living being stuffed in? !

And those two men actually closed the door thoughtfully, what are they doing, what are they trying to do?However, this man's aura is too strong, even if he just sits there, he will naturally become the most important existence in the room that cannot be ignored.

He was wearing a simple white shirt and suit trousers, with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his muscular and compact arms. He had a black cropped cut. His face was deep and handsome, as perfect and rigid as a marble sculpture. He didn't move, but Zhen Jiabao's heart began to beat.

This man's aura is too strong, like a crouching imperial crocodile, waiting for an opportunity, cold-blooded and powerful, killing him with one blow.

The slender and strong fingers slowly turned over a page of paper, and the rustling sound of flipping through the paper fell in the ears, which was as powerful as spring thunder.

Zhen Jiabao clenched her fists, thinking that she had to take the initiative to attack, and she couldn't suppress her aura as soon as she came, so she opened her mouth. "that……"

"Zhen Jiabao?" The man raised his head slightly, his voice was just enough to cover her, and he looked at her with a pair of extremely sharp eyes.

Zhen Jiabao seemed to be turned on by his deep voice, and he spoke quickly, and said crisply: "Yes! I am Zhen Jiabao, who is this gentleman?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the invisible depressive aura weakened a lot, and the woman even showed a smile on her face, showing off the two dimples on her cheeks without hesitation.

He Lianquan slightly changed his sitting position, closed the documents in his hands, put them on the coffee table, and said softly, "Come here."

Zhen Jiabao: "No."

It's a joke, this man is not easy to provoke at first glance, she still doesn't know what this man is up to, how can she just let others lead her by the nose? !

However, this man looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before...

Helian Quan: "..."

He stared at Zhen Jiabao, looked at this pale and tired little woman, and felt that his sympathy just now was unnecessary.

Even though her face was pale as if she had been severely hit, her big deer-like eyes were always sparkling. When she saw him, she showed a look of vigilance, and she even keenly sensed that he was going to use his aura to hold her down, so that She followed her own will and opened her mouth to break the situation almost instantly.

This kind of psychological oppression is hard to describe. He Lianquan was used to playing psychological tactics in the shopping mall, and he chose to speak in front of her to guide the rhythm. Can't help revealing the meaning of playfulness.

It seems that this woman is not as decadent as her makeup, and he doesn't need to take pity on her!

"Zhen Jiabao, 22 years old, a senior student in S University, formerly the second daughter of the Zhen family, now..." The man paused slightly in his icy words, and continued: "Because of cheating, he was divorced by the Chen family and kicked out of the house."

His voice was deep and deep, with a male-specific magnetic charm, and his face also looked like a cold and masculine god, with sharp edges and corners and deep contours, but his words were not pleasant at all!
Zhen Jiabao's mind was exceptionally clear at the moment, and his round eyes stared at the man without any stage fright, and said: "This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Helian!"

Yes, she had seen this man, on TV and in quite a few magazines.It's just that she was all focused on Chen Junliang before, and didn't pay much attention to other men, so she didn't recognize this man at first sight.

He Lianquan, 28 years old, CEO of Diyan Group, the most legitimate heir of the Helian family.

He graduated from the Finance Department of Stanford University. He changed the Helian family's way of developing business overseas. After graduation, he single-handedly developed Diyan to this day, and recently returned to China to officially take up the position.

Young, handsome, capable, cold and clean.

As long as he appears, he can make all women scream, and he is already a real god-level figure.

At this moment, standing in front of her was the man who existed in the legend with his iron-blooded wrist and the image of a cool and handsome male god.

He Lianquan was not surprised that she recognized him, his face was still as cold as marble, and said: "Come here, sign."

He took out a document from the pile of documents in his hand and pushed it in front of Zhen Jiabao.

Zhen Jiabao: "...don't sign!"

"Don't sign?"

Zhen Jiabao made a firm and unyielding appearance of swearing to die, and said sonorously and forcefully: "Don't sign!"

He Lianquan stood up from the sofa, and before he could make another move, he saw the woman step back, staring at him like a vigilant little squirrel, and said with a crackling voice: "Wealth and honor can't be promiscuous, mighty, can't subdue the poor and can't move! I am a staunch supporter of the People's Republic! I obey the law and I tell you! Don't come over, stop! What do you want to do?!... If you have something to say, it's not impossible for me to negotiate, you have to let me know that is What is it, President Helian..."

As soon as the man stood up, the originally very spacious room seemed to be narrowed in an instant. His narrow and deep eyes were like ice and snow, and his already cold face became more stern, staring at Zhen Jiabao like a leopard locking its prey.

Zhen Jiabao was still very stubborn at first, but when he saw the man walking towards him step by step, his eyes were still locked on his face condescendingly, he felt that he was going to cry in a minute, and his words changed immediately at the end.

He Lianquan had already trapped Zhen Jiabao in a small corner, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes slightly lowered, his eyes were dark, but his face stiffened imperceptibly, and then continued to support his strong aura, saying: "Marriage contract Book, signed."

He was so focused on getting the woman to sign it that he really forgot to tell her what it was, but that didn't matter, it's the same now.

Zhen Jiabao keenly captured his momentary rigidity, and the courage that had been suppressed immediately returned for a little while. Hearing him say those five words again, he was surprised and suddenly moved Helian who was infinitely close to him. Quan pushed it away and said, "What did you say?"

He Lianquan didn't care about being pushed, he reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, pushed her forcefully to the coffee table, and said, "I signed it."

Sign sign, sign what sign!are you crazy!Although you are so handsome that you are shocking and weeping ghosts and gods, can you make some sense!Am I familiar with you?