Got married to a billionaire CEO after get off work

Sang Yu felt relieved when she saw Yan Xia. She always relaxed when she was with her sisters.

Unlike Yu Feiwan, who made her worried.

In order to prevent someone from always diverting her attention, Sang Yu put Yu Feiwan on the blacklist. Even if he sent messages, she would not receive them. When the day was over, she would drag him out of the blacklist.

"Don't worry, it won't spoil the fun."

Yan Xia is not in the country, so there is no need to hide her financial strength and go to the mall to swipe her credit card.

"If you buy so many things and use them when you return home, won't that expose your secret?"

"It's okay. I'll ask my aunt to come get it and pile it in my big flat."

Sang Yu smiled: "Sometimes I can't figure it out. Why do you rent a small apartment instead of living in your big flat? And your house is closer to your company. Why bother? Even if you are a colleague, I won’t visit or anything like that.”

"Didn't you hear that? I used that house to store my luxuries."

"You are enough."

"Hahaha, I'm kidding you. I didn't do this just to be in the show. Since I have to work hard on my own, I have to rent the house myself. Besides, my father bought the house for me, and it's not mine."

"There is no need to be so clear-cut with your father."

"That's right. When I stop being an agent, I will move back."

"If you don't work as an agent anymore, what will you do?"

"If you open a modeling agency, you can actually be a model if you have the conditions. If you do well, it will be very profitable."

"I thank you."

"Tch, I'm not lying to you. You have the looks and temperament of a big star. I don't know why. Why are you always so unsure of yourself? You can't even look down on yourself. Who do you expect to praise you unconditionally?"

"I understand this. Why don't I do the same now?"

After Sang Yu had a showdown with Yu Feiwan, she no longer seemed so tense because of her unbearable past. She faced her past and accepted it, and then she could be reborn. Sang Yu could feel that she was slowly becoming stronger. .

"If I don't want to be your little secretary, I will be your contracted model. I'm currently studying jewelry design. Maybe it can become my job in the future."

"Sure, Miss Sang, no, Designer Sang, if I get married, how about you design my wedding ring?"

"no problem."

"The kind that doesn't cost money."

"Do you even need to say this?" Sang Yu slapped Yan Xia angrily. It was such a pleasure to spend time with friends.

If one day she could be as relaxed as Yu Feiwan, that would be the best situation.

Instead of being like now, always having to guess what the other person is thinking, but whether he is thinking about himself or not, this is so annoying.

If she lives worrying about gains and losses every day, Sang Yu may not be able to persist. Although she likes Yu Feiwan, if the two of them are not suitable for getting along, then there is no fate.

Sang Yu's heart was quite tangled.

But is she thinking too much?

Before she confessed her feelings, and before the two of them officially confirmed their relationship, she started thinking about the future. What's wrong with this?

"I want to try on this skirt." Yan Xia took a fancy to a black evening dress in a Chanel store: "When my modeling agency opens in the future, I might explode if I wear this."

Sang Yu looked at the style: "It's good, high-end and elegant. It gives you the temperament of a female entrepreneur when you wear it."

An arm suddenly stretched out, "Waiter, I want to try too."

Sang Yu and Yan Xia saw a blonde beauty. Although Sang Yu and the others came first, the beauty snatched the skirt away as if she didn't see her.

Yan Xia said: "First come, first served, don't you understand?"

"What I like is what I want."

Yan Xia was disgusted: "Who are you acting like a baby with?"

This foreign girl didn't take anyone seriously at all. She waved and a slender figure walked over slowly. The foreign girl said coquettishly: "My dear, do you think you are worthy of me? Buy it for me."

Sang Yu looked at the man walking over, as if he saw a gentle scum in a TV series.

Yan Xia looked like he had eaten something bad.

Gu Jue.

What a fucking unlucky thing, can this happen to you?