False Marriage by Contract: Husband of a wealthy family favors lightly

He clenched his fists and stood on the spot, and there was a crackling sound between the grinding of bones, but he suddenly sneered: "You ruined her reputation regardless of good or bad, and ruined her reputation, is it considered as loving her?"

"Of course I love her!" Zhang Muyi gritted his teeth and said: "At that time, no one will be willing to marry her, Xiaoxiao will 'only' be with me, and she can only be with 'me'."

Fu Hanshuang suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he had to admit that Zhang Muyi, a man who was dizzy in front of him, loved Ji Xiaoxiao more than him.

But the more he thought about it, the chill in Fu Hanshuang's heart grew heavier. He stared at Zhang Muyi in a cold voice, as if swearing an oath to his future self.

"If Xiaoxiao wants to leave in the future, I will never trap her by my side in this way. This is not loving her at all."

After finishing speaking, Fu Hanshuang turned around and left Chenyu Network. Before he walked out of the president's office, he heard Zhang Muyi's low and sad voice: "Fu Hanshuang, if you don't let go, we will die."

Fuyao's plagiarism has spread to the entire network as quickly as the spread of cancer cells. No matter which social networking platform the netizens know about it, they are scolding Fuyao.

It is said that Fuyao and Chenyu cooperated on the surface, but secretly stole other people's core game development technology and used it at home, and their brains are not good enough. They use it so obviously that they don't even know how to change the character and scene settings. a change.

After Ji Xiaoxiao supplemented her knowledge of clothing sales and design for a week, her strength improved by leaps and bounds, and she was able to take the position of design director of Guosefanghua with ease.

Even Zhou Chen couldn't help admiring Shen Anyan's gaze when he saw it: "Young Master Shen, this is really the most accurate time you have seen people since I have been with you for more than ten years."

Shen Anyan smiled lightly, looked at Zhou Chen, then turned her head and continued to write, "When I saw the design draft of the dyed cloth she drew for Fu Hanshuang, I knew that Ji Xiaoxiao is a genius in art."

"That's why you want to keep her so much." Zhou Chen suddenly realized.

Shen Anyan poked her fingers into the recent news, her eyes were a little complicated, and her voice was a little cold: "But I don't know if I can keep it."

In that newspaper, Chenyu Network sued Fuyao for copyright infringement.

If he succeeds, Fu Hanshuang, as the boss behind the scenes, will be despised by everyone in the industry, and even face the risk of ruin.

Zhou Chen followed Shen Anyan's gaze, the words choked in his throat, and after a moment of silence, he changed his words: "Young Master Shen, Second Young Master Fu treats Director Ji so well, she probably doesn't want to go back, right?"

Shen Anyan squeezed the pen in her hand with her knuckles, and said softly, "I think so too."

It seems to be telling him to himself, but he himself doesn't believe it.

"Then..." Zhou Chen was talking, and was about to change his mind to talk about other topics, when suddenly Shen Anyan took out a document from a pile of documents and handed it to Zhou Chen: "You send this to Director Ji now."

Ji Xiaoxiao also knows the news, and she still holds important information in her hand. When she went to work today, she was a little out of shape all day, holding a pencil in her hand to write and draw on the clothes, always making mistakes.

She clearly doesn't want to have anything to do with Fu Hanshuang anymore. What else can she say if that indifferent man has achieved that?
While hesitating, there was a knock on the door of the office, and Zhou Chen walked in with the documents: "Director Ji, this is the document that the president asked me to bring to you."

After Ji Xiaoxiao took it and glanced at it suspiciously, the haze in my heart seemed to be swept away. She raised her head, looked at Zhou Chen with flickering eyes, and asked, "This time Paris Fashion Week, the company plans to let me go?"

Hearing her words, Zhou Chen felt quite empty in his heart. He nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid that she would not go, and hurriedly said, "Yes, the company asked you to study there. I think you should look at big-name designs when you just joined the company." .”

"Okay." Ji Xiaoxiao agreed without hesitation, and Zhou Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and left the office in fear.

After Zhou Chen left in a hurry, he went straight to the president's office.

He hurriedly walked in front of the office door but slowed down, he hesitated and knocked on the door lightly.

"Enter."

Shen Anyan's gentle voice sounded from inside the door, Zhou Chen sighed lightly, and walked in, "President Shen, the materials have been delivered."

"En." Shen Anyan let out a nasal voice, lowered her head to look at the documents under her hand, and after a while, seeing that Zhou Chen hadn't left, she raised her head again in doubt.

Zhou Chen stood in front of him hesitantly, opened his mouth, saw Shen Anyan looking at him, thought about it, and then said carefully: "Mr. Shen, Miss Ji is the design director of our company, but after all, she ... and she is still the Second Young Mistress Fu."

Shen Anyan's eyes were a little deep, and his thick eyelashes drooped: "Got it, you go out."

"Yes."

Zhou Chen left the office with some worries in his heart, and his mind was full of the scene of Shen Anyan trying to get a spot in the fashion week on the board of directors.

He never understood what Shen Anyan wanted to do, and even fell out with his father because of this matter.

It turned out to be for Ji Xiaoxiao.

If Shen Anyan directly said to let Ji Xiaoxiao go, the board members might not agree.

I hope Young Master Shen doesn't have any other thoughts about Ji Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Chen left the CEO's office anxiously, while Ji Xiaoxiao was already preparing to go to Paris.

She came home at night and was packing her clothes when there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Looking at the cat's eyes, her heart beat like a drum, and she hesitated at the door for a few moments, when a familiar voice suddenly came from outside: "I know you are inside, open the door, please?"

Ji Xiaoxiao's pupils constricted suddenly, her fingers were cold, and she opened the door anyway. She had never heard that Fu Hanshuang would use the word "okay" to her.

The moment he opened the door and saw him, Ji Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that the man in front of him could be Fu Hanshuang.

His face was full of wind and dust, his eyes were dark blue, his complexion was haggard, and the old style was not there in his deep eyes, so he was a little confused.

Ji Xiaoxiao took two steps back, looked at him vigilantly, but kept looking around, "What are you doing here?"

He spoke hoarsely, staring at Ji Xiaoxiao: "Are you going to Paris?"

The news came really fast.

Ji Xiaoxiao secretly slandered her, but her face was as indifferent as frost, and asked coldly: "What does my going to Paris have to do with you?"

Fu Hanshuang's face froze suddenly, and he stood outside the door for a long time, motionless.

When Ji Xiaoxiao thought he would never speak again, Fu Hanshuang suddenly asked her in a low voice: "Can you not go?"

Ji Xiaoxiao's heart trembled violently, she raised her head and looked at the man in front of her in shock for a moment.

How could a man like Fu Hanshuang say such things to her one day?