After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

My heart palpitated, my breathing became short, and my cheeks felt slightly hot.

The warm, wet and slippery feeling filled my mouth, with the familiar and strong smell of male hormones. I vaguely felt that Fu Yanshen was kissing me.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes.

Inside the car, the light was dim, with only a small yellow light on the roof.

The man is sitting upright, with a well-tailored haute couture suit that highlights his perfect and slender figure. His white shirt is buttoned up meticulously, his tie reaches up to his sexy and protruding Adam's apple, and his mechanical watch exudes a cold metallic luster.

His handsome, three-dimensional face was expressionless, and his whole person exuded a cold, ascetic, indifferent and distant temperament.

I must have been dreaming just now. The way he looked, it was unlikely that he would steal a kiss from me while I was sleeping.

"Wake up, are you cold?"

He turned his face sideways, locked his deep eyes on me, smiled at the corners of his lips, and asked in a gentle tone.

While talking, he tucked the blanket that had been covered on me at some point.

"It's not cold, hasn't it arrived yet?" I said calmly, turning to look out the car window, avoiding his passionate eyes that seemed to be full of affection.

"We're almost at your community." Fu Yanshen said warmly.

After a while, familiar scenery came into view.

The car stopped in the open space in front of my floor.

Fu Yanshen got out of the car before me and stood at the door, still helping me block the door frame as carefully as ever.

"I'll take you up."

He followed me into the corridor with a gentlemanly and polite tone.

It's not easy for me to refuse.

He walked me to the door of the apartment without any intention of going in, just like before.

"Go to bed early and good night."

Before I closed the door, he said softly with a smile on his face.

I nodded, said nothing, and simply closed the heavy security door.

The door panel obscured his figure.

Fu Yanshen's tender way of saying "good night" to me still stuck in my mind. I shook my head vigorously to get rid of his appearance.

In the mailbox, there is a video sent to me by Director Du.

After watching the video, I felt even more sad and sympathetic for Shen Hanxing. I turned on the computer all night, sorted out the information, and went to bed very late.

……

Early the next morning, I was sleeping soundly when I was woken up by the annoying doorbell.

I touched my phone and before I unlocked it, I saw the horizontal news headlines: Shen Hanxing’s dark history exposed, high school paid dating...

There are countless missed calls.

I know without guessing that for an 18th-tier bastard like Shen Hanxing, his scandalous material suddenly hits the headlines and hits hot searches, and it must be the work of Mr. Mo last night.

The doorbell rang again.

I put on my nightgown and went to open the door.

Through surveillance, the person ringing the bell outside turned out to be Fu Yanshen.

He was different from his usual suits and leather shoes, wearing jeans, a white T-shirt, and a military green short-sleeved shirt, giving him a casual look.

Why is he here again?

Early in the morning.

I opened the door, turned around and went to get some water.

"Should I take action against your artist?" Fu Yanshen walked behind me and asked in a loud voice after closing the door.

I paused slightly while pouring water.

I understand that he still thinks that I am the good-for-nothing young lady from before, and does not believe that I have the ability to handle crisis public relations for artists.

I took a sip of warm water, turned around and looked at him, calmly saying, "No, I'll handle it myself."

Fu Yanshen was obviously stunned, his brows raised slightly, and his eyes showed surprise.

Was he surprised by my confidence?

"Okay, I believe you can handle it." After a long while, he said with a smile on his lips.

Did he believe me so easily? I don’t know if it’s perfunctory or not.

"Do you have breakfast?" he asked again.

I was slightly stunned, "No, I haven't washed up yet."

She replied coldly and headed towards the bedroom.

"It doesn't matter, I'll do it." The man's eyes brightened obviously and he said loudly.

I didn't reply to him, and went straight to the bedroom, washed, changed clothes, put on makeup, and tidied up for half an hour.

As soon as I left the bedroom, the aroma of coffee hit my nostrils.

On the dining table, there are two sandwiches, two cups of coffee, a cup of latte art in the shape of a heart, another cup of black coffee, and a plate of fruit, including raspberries, blueberries, and sliced ​​kiwis. The color combination looks very good. tasty.

Fu Yanshen came out from the kitchen with a knife and fork, and placed it on the plate slowly and meticulously.

The dining table is also covered with napkins, which is very ceremonial.

This seems like something I liked to do a long time ago.

Get up early, make breakfast, and have breakfast with him in a ritualistic manner.

"Sit down." As Fu Yanshen spoke, he pulled my chair out with a smile on his face.

I picked up the beautiful latte art, poured it into a thermos cup, picked up a sandwich wrapped in paper and stuffed it into my bag, and walked quickly to the entrance.

"I'm in a hurry. When you leave, please close the door."

When I was changing my shoes, I looked at the man standing at the dining table and said something loudly.

He looked at me with a very lonely look.

I hurried out the door.

Let him eat slowly by himself.

……

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, you'd better make that little bitch come to me and beg me, otherwise, I will make it impossible for her to survive in the entertainment industry!"

As soon as I got off the car, I received a phone call from an unknown person. It sounded like it was Mr. Mo from last night.

"Mr. Mo, are you still awake? Go and daydream!" I snorted, taunting me.

"Well, Sheng Qiaoqiao, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right? I'll continue to buy hot searches and make Shen Hanxing go through the center of the earth!"

The other party finished speaking viciously and immediately hung up.

I sneered coldly.

Thank you so much for his hot search. Shen Hanxing was originally a 18th-tier kid that no one cared about, but now, he is known to the entire Internet.

Netizens are scolding her and asking her to get out of the entertainment industry.

[This Shen Hanxing made money by selling her body in high school. She took birth control pills every day and once asked a male classmate for 30,000 yuan.]

[Can such a person become a star? There is really no threshold in the entertainment industry, it sucks]

[She also bullied her classmates in school, a little girl]

[Oh my god, which artist is she from? So arrogant? 】

[She is Makino’s fellow junior, I think Makino is dirty]

[This kind of vile behavior should get out of the entertainment industry]

After Mr. Mo hung up the phone, I got the news that he had spent millions more to buy hot searches, leaving Shen Hanxing hanging online and being punished. At the same time, I also received a lawyer's letter from the crew demanding compensation for breach of contract.

After being insulted and almost raped last night, and experiencing online violence today, Shen Hanxing was in a low mood.

When I rushed to her residence, she was sitting in the corner with her arms wrapped around her knees, crying silently, looking very depressed.

"Sister Qiao, please quit the entertainment industry. I shouldn't have entered the entertainment industry..." She cried when she saw me.

At first, in order to help her mother pay off her debts, her versatile talent was noticed by her former agent and she participated in the talent show, thinking that she would become famous overnight.

As a result, when they first entered the top five, those so-called "black histories" were picked out by their opponents and eliminated.

"What did I tell you last night? Don't be afraid, let the bullets fly for a while." I helped her up, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted her.