Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

The dazzling sunlight shone into the room through the curtains and reflected on Shen Simu's face. It was warm, her eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her sleepy eyes.

Stretching under the quilt, Shen Simu rubbed her messy hair, picked up her phone to check the time.

It's already seven o'clock, and today is the day of the interview, so she has to get up and get ready.

Stretching again under the quilt, Shen Simu got out of bed to wash up.

"Fu Yihang, why did you get up so early?" As soon as she opened it, Shen Simu saw Fu Yihang who was neatly dressed.

"The company has a morning meeting this morning." Fu Yihang explained while wearing a tie.

"How is it? Does your shoulder still hurt?"

Fu Yihang looked at Shen Simu with his head tilted. Shen Simu was wearing pink pajamas, with messy hair on both sides, and a blush on his face. He looked very cute.

"what"

Thinking of the scene last night, Shen Simu's back broke out in cold sweat. Fu Yihang not only rubbed her shoulders last night, but also massaged her neck and shoulders to relax. It felt so sour.

She moved her shoulders slowly, and found that there was no trace of soreness, and looked at Fu Yihang gratefully.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, and I still feel very relaxed."

"That's good, I'll give you more massages in the future." Fu Yihang hooked the corner of his mouth, then looked away and continued to tie his tie.

"No need, no need." Surprised, Shen Simu quickly waved her hand to refuse.

within the company.

"Manager Li."

As soon as Manager Li came over, Shen Simu stood up to greet her.

"Go to the conference room and get ready, the person in charge will be here in 15 minutes."

Hearing Manager Li's words, Shen Simu got sweaty palms, picked up the prepared documents and walked into the meeting room.

She was the only one in Nuo Da's conference room. After setting up the conference room, she sat aside and waited for the person in charge to arrive.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the quiet air was filled with a serious atmosphere, Shen Simu felt a little nervous for no reason, obviously well prepared, but Shen Simu still couldn't help getting nervous
"buzz"

The phone vibrated suddenly, which startled Shen Simu.

Fu Yihang sent a text message: Treat me to dinner after winning the project.

Shen Simu burst into laughter after watching it, and her nervousness dissipated immediately.

Before she won the project, Fu Yihang asked herself to invite him to dinner, but it was also right, as many meals as she invited Fu Yihang.

"it is good."

As soon as Shen Simu finished replying to the message, the door of the meeting room was opened.

"Leader Zhao, this way please."

Manager Li walked into the conference room with a group of strangers. Don't think about it, they are the project matchmakers.

"Simu, this is Zhao Mu, Team Leader Zhao, Team Leader Zhao, this is Shen Simu, she will be in charge of the interview later."

Shen Simu took the initiative to shake hands with Zhao Mu, and said with a polite smile, "Hello, Team Leader Zhao."

"Hello."

After the two exchanged simple greetings, Shen Simu turned on the projection screen and began to explain.

Fu's company, inside the president's office.

"Song Ya, has the project coordinator arrived at the company?" Fu Yihang looked at the clock, and his thoughts drifted to Shen Simu's side.

"Mr. Fu, at this time, the meeting should have already started. Is Mr. Fu worried about Madam?" Song Ya asked cautiously.

Fu Yihang pursed his lips and shook his head: "No, she doesn't need my worry."

Fu Yihang just felt that he couldn't see Shen Simu in a meeting, so he was somewhat disappointed.

"Song Ya, contact the airline company and choose a time to send the old man back soon."

"Yes." Song Ya slowly left the office.

Three hours later, the meeting ended.

"Not bad, really good. Ms. Shen has great ideas, and it fits our company's purpose and needs very well. I believe we will have a happy cooperation!" Zhao Mu praised Shen Simu's hand tightly.

Shen Simu smiled slightly, let go of Zhao Mu's hand, and said politely: "Team leader Zhao is absurd."

Seeing that something was going on, Manager Li hurried to Zhao Mu's side to show his hospitality: "Team Leader Zhao, it's getting late, why don't we go downstairs to the company for a light meal together?"

"Okay, just in time, I also want to have an in-depth discussion with Ms. Shen." Zhao Mu agreed happily.

Manager Li didn't want Shen Simu to follow, but when Zhao Mu asked, he couldn't refuse, so he nodded in agreement: "Simu, then you should go too."

"Miss Shen, please." Zhao Mu

"Leader Zhao, please."

Seeing Zhao Mu favoring Shen Simu so much and ignoring him, Manager Li felt even more jealous. He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and quickly chased after him.

"Clap clap."

The sound of broken porcelain was heard continuously in the villa.

Fu Yihang sat on the sofa, watching the old man in front of him smashing furniture one by one, making a mess all over the place, which shows how violent the scene was just now.

Mr. Fu was tired and leaned against the wall panting, pointed at Fu Yihang and cursed: "You unfilial son, get out of here."

"This is my home, where do you tell me to go?" Fu Yihang said calmly after drinking some hot tea.

"If it wasn't for me, how could you have such a house? I gave you all your food and clothing!" Mr. Fu scolded, stretching his neck.

"Then I'll just leave the company." Fu Yihang said indifferently without looking at Mr. Fu.

"presumptuous!"

All his old subordinates were kicked out of the company by Fu Yihang. If Fu Yihang wants to leave, the company will change its name and owner!

"Song Ya, give him the old man's crutch, let him smash things with it, don't tire yourself out." Fu Yihang sarcastically said.

"I smashed this villa, let's see where that woman comes back to live!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Song Ya's back, and she kept muttering in her heart: President, you two are arguing, don't take me with you!
Although Song Ya was 1 unwilling in his heart, he finally followed Fu Yihang's words and handed over the crutch.

"Old Fu." Song Ya lowered her voice, bent over, and made herself as respectful as possible.

Although Mr. Fu is in his early sixties, he still has a violent temper. With a wave of his hand, he beat the crutch far away.

Song Ya looked at Fu Yihang in embarrassment, Fu Yihang waved his hand, and let Song Ya back to his side.

"Boss Fu, the old man has high blood pressure, don't make him sick." Song Ya told Fu Yihang in his ear.

Fu Yihang's eyes dimmed, and he nodded.

"My mother said that she was too lonely abroad alone, so she booked a plane to take you back next Saturday."

Mr. Fu was panting heavily by Fu Yihang, unable to speak a word, and stared at Fu Yihang.

"Okay, I've finished talking, I should go."

With that said, Fu Yihang was about to get up and leave.

"Are you going to turn against your father for a woman?" Mr. Fu asked hoarsely.

Fu Yihang turned his head and saw Mr. Fu's old-fashioned appearance, a trace of softness flashed in his eyes, but he still said firmly: "That's my wife, as long as you recognize her, we are not enemies."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yihang left without looking back.