Got married to a billionaire CEO after get off work

Sang Yu felt like a thief who had been caught. She suddenly felt guilty and turned around and ran towards the tea room.

My heart was beating wildly and couldn't calm down for a while.

He doesn't think she's peeping, does he?

It's really embarrassing.

Yu Feiwan's eyes darkened. He glanced at her and the woman ran away. Is he that scary?

But this reminded him of getting a marriage certificate with her.

He was so busy that he forgot about it.

Yu Feiwan pulled up the sleeves of his suit and looked at his watch. It read five o'clock in the afternoon.

The director of the finance department was reporting work, with his finger on the table.

Call stop.

The director's nervousness was visible to the naked eye: "Yu, Mr. Yu?"

"The meeting is suspended," Yu Feiwan said.

The air in the entire conference room froze instantly, and all the executives did not dare to express their anger, because they all knew that the calmer Yu Feiwan's face was, the more serious the matter would be.

If you suddenly stop, it's definitely not good!

The finance director felt like he was going to die.

Why did you stop here?Why not stop at the project department or the advertising department?Why is he the chosen one?

It's terrible.

But the director was not sure what went wrong in the report. He wanted to be clear and asked under pressure: "Mr. Yu, is there something wrong?"

Yu Feiwan glanced at him and said, "No, we will continue tomorrow."

Director: "?"

Other executives: "?"

Turned around?

Not only is everything fine, but you don’t have to work overtime for meetings anymore?

How could such a good thing happen!

Yu Feiwan stood up and buttoned up his suit. He looked very elegant. He glanced at everyone: "I have to get my certificate and leave early."

What license?

The conference room was blank.

Wen Yan glanced at Mr. Yu, not expecting him to reveal the marriage news directly. It seemed that Mr. Yu's attitude towards this marriage was a bit unusual, as if it was true.

So Wen Yan smiled and reminded everyone, "Mr. Yu is getting married today."

marry?

what?

Mr. Yu is married?Holy shit, is it really true?

Shock!Shocking!

Why is there no news at all?

It’s too sudden and too low-key!

Who will be Mrs. Yu?

So curious!

But no one dared to inquire.

I don't know who started by saying "congratulations", and then the conference room was filled with blessings of "happy wedding".

For the first time in history, this conference room rarely appeared harmonious and festive.

Yu Feiwan was slightly surprised.

Because his grandma urged him to get married, he decided to marry Sang Yu. He had no expectations for a loveless marriage. He was just living behind closed doors anyway, and there was nothing to be happy about.

But the blessings from his colleagues gave him a slightly different feeling.

It's a bit like a happy event.

Yu Feiwan still had no expression on his face. He nodded, indicating that he accepted these blessings, and then left.

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Sang Yu was making coffee in the tea room in confusion.

Do you want to go find Wen Yan?

But I thought about this "thinking" for several minutes, but still didn't take action.

No, if you continue to coerce, Sang Hang will come to block people.

At this moment, Wen Yan sent a message asking her to go to the underground parking garage. Mr. Yu had already gone down and was about to get the marriage certificate.

Sang Yu stood up straight instantly.

Because of my quick movements, my hand was accidentally burned by the coffee.

The colleague on the side exclaimed and quickly pulled out a napkin: "Holy shit, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm fine." Sang Yu took it, but he couldn't control his smile, and the corners of his mouth split on both sides.

The colleague raised his eyebrows and said with a gossipy face: "Have you met something happy? So happy."

"Maybe I've passed the Mercury retrograde period," Sang Yu said.

"The day Mr. Yu comes back, your Mercury retrograde period will be over. What a coincidence." A colleague smiled mischievously: "Maybe Mr. Yu is your noble man."

Sang Yu was stunned: "Can you still say that?"

"Are you a stupid beauty? You believe whatever I say. I'm just teasing you. I'm busy, and I'm exhausted today." The colleague shook his neck, typically bent by work but had to move forward. of social animals.

Although her colleague was joking, what she said was quite right. Yu Feiwan was her noble person.

No, it’s the God of Wealth!

Sang Yu had some fun and wiped his hands clean with paper.

Then he replied to Wen Yan’s message: [Okay, I’ll be right back. 】