Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

After a while, Shen Simu wiped away her tears, and explained with evasive eyes: "It's nothing."

"Simu, don't lie to me."

Fu Yihang saw through Shen Simu's lies at a glance, he looked at Shen Simu sincerely, and carefully guarded her emotions.

"I"

Shen Simu felt sour in her heart, but she had a strong temper. She didn't want to tell Fu Yihang about those gossips and difficult words, and she couldn't say them out.

She smiled bitterly, showing a good expression of herself, and said lightly, "It's nothing, it's just that everyone knows that I'm an airborne soldier, and they just have some opinions on me."

Obviously Fu Yihang would not be deceived by such a naive lie, but Shen Simu didn't say anything, and Fu Yihang was unwilling to force it. He swallowed all the words with calm eyes, and comforted Shen Simu softly.

"They are jealous that you have found a good husband."

"Fu Yihang!"

Shen Simu was originally sad because of being slandered by rumors, but when she heard Fu Yihang's words, she suddenly laughed, and punched Fu Yihang on the chest: "I hate it."

Seeing Shen Simu's smile, Fu Yihang also breathed a sigh of relief, held Shen Simu's hand and said seriously: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and it's normal to be jealous and squeezed out in the workplace, just because you are capable and capable. The future will be criticized."

Shen Simu nodded, rubbed her eyes that were swollen from crying, and said firmly: "I know, that's why I won't let them look down on me, I will do better, prove my strength, and prove that you let me join the company There was nothing wrong with the decision."

Fu Yihang looked at Shen Simu with firm eyes, and the corner of his mouth slightly evoked a cherished smile.

"Okay, you go out first, I need to change clothes and go back to the company." Shen Simu gently pushed Fu Yihang.

Only then did Fu Yihang see the coffee stain behind Shen Simu, and a dangerous breath flashed in his eyes. It seemed that it was more than just having an opinion. He darkened his eyes, then returned to his usual expression, hooked Shen Simu's bridge of nose and went out up.

"Crack." Fu Yihang who walked out of the room immediately called Song Ya.

"Boss Fu, what's your order?" Song Ya asked.

Fu Yihang locked himself in the kitchen, afraid that Shen Simu would hear his own voice: "Go and check Simu's situation in Chengxin Group, but the clearer the better, don't let Simu know."

Could it be that Shen Simu was bullied in Chengxin Group?
"Yes, Mr. Fu." Song Ya felt that something was wrong when he heard it, so he hung up the phone and went to Chengxin Group to find out the situation.

The Gu family, Gu Ziliang was playing chess with Mr. Gu when the phone buzzed.

Gu Ziliang picked up the phone and took a look, with a wanton smile on his lips.

Seeing Gu Ziliang's uneasy look, Old Master Gu took a sip of warm tea and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just a bait." Gu Ziliang threw the phone aside and said indifferently.

"Bait?" A gleam of light flashed in Mr. Gu's cloudy eyes: "It's from the Fu family?"

"Exactly." Gu Ziliang picked up a chess piece and said softly, "Eat."

Mr. Gu frowned, quickly moved away from the shogi, and said earnestly: "My Gu family and the Fu family have been enemies for generations, and in your generation, don't let the ancestors of the Gu family be ashamed."

"Yes! Dad, you lost." Gu Ziliang said.

Looking at the irreversible chess game, Mr. Gu said with emotion: "The Fu family and I are both old, and now it's your world."

Gu Ziliang smiled confidently, and said, "Dad, don't worry, either I will live or Fu Yihang will die."

Chengxin Group, Song Ya got Fu Yihang's order to investigate the situation before Shen Simu returned to the company.

"Hey, Assistant Song, what brought you here?" Director Zhao saw Song Ya coming, and hurriedly stood up to welcome him in.

"Mr. Zhao is being polite. I'm here today to ask some questions for Mr. Fu." Song Ya said respectfully.

"Is it for longing?" Zhao Dong turned his eyes and guessed Song Ya's purpose.

"Mr. Zhao is smart." Song Ya smiled politely.

It's not that Director Zhao hasn't heard of the rumors about Shen Simu in the company recently, but this is something that happens in every company. If he warns the employees repeatedly, it will only make them exclude Shen Simu even more.

Zhao Dong rubbed his hands hesitantly, sat closer to Song Ya, and said awkwardly: "Assistant Song, you are from the head office, and you know some things well, so don't intervene too much, it will easily lose popular support. "

Song Ya didn't say anything, just sat and waited for Zhao Dong to confess.But the more Song Ya remained silent, the more guilty Zhao Dong felt, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Recently, I don't know who released the news that Simu has someone in the head office, and also said," Zhao Dong stammered.

"What else?" Song Ya asked in a deep voice.

"It is said that Simu was able to win the project of Dust Group because of his old relationship with the president of Dust." Zhao Dong said reassuringly.

"Mortal Group? Chen Ke?" Song Ya's voice became louder, and she asked back with frowning eyebrows.

"Yeah, Simu had a bad fight with the company's staff this morning, and Assistant Song is here. But Assistant Song, don't worry, I have already severely reprimanded these people, and there will be no similar situation again." Director Zhao said with a smile .

But just an hour or two after this happened, Assistant Song came over, which shows that Mr. Fu attaches great importance to Shen Simu.Thinking about how he turned a blind eye to everyone's bullying of Shen Simu before, Zhao Dong felt extremely guilty, and was afraid that Assistant Song would sue President Fu.

Song Ya didn't speak, and couldn't easily give orders to Mr. Zhao, so he could only tell him with discretion: "Dr. Zhao, Madam doesn't want to rely too much on Mr. Fu and start a career by myself, so I will bring it to Mr. Zhao personally." The company is looking for a job, you know that Fu is always a protector, I will tell Mr. Fu truthfully about this."

When Zhao Dong heard this, his whole body trembled with fright: "Assistant Song Song, Simu is President Fu's wife?"

"That's right." Song Ya replied with a straight face.

"Oh, Assistant Song, you...how did you tell me! This Simu is actually the CEO's wife?" Dong Zhao got up from the sofa in shock, pacing back and forth anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.

"What? Will Simu be treated differently than the president's wife?" Song Ya looked at Zhao Dong sarcastically. From his realization, Song Ya could see that Shen Simu's situation here seemed not optimistic.

"How come? How come!" Zhao Dong said with a smile.

Zhou Zihan walked out of the office and watched several colleagues watching outside Chairman Zhao's door.

"What are you looking at? Don't you know it's working hours?" Zhou Zihan walked over and scolded.

"I'm sorry Mr. Zhou, it seems that the head office is here, let's take a look." Several people bowed their heads and apologized and ran away in a hurry.

"Headquarters? Could it be Fu Yihang?" Zhou Zihan was overjoyed.