She divorced with her property, and her ex-husband chased her around the world

Shang Manyue moved her finger and clicked in to take a look.

It turns out that the latest issue of W Magazine was released, and the cover was an exclusive interview with Jiang Xinrou. After it came out, her popularity continued to soar, until she dominated the list.

Her fans went everywhere to help her, which attracted passers-by to discuss it. The first page of the page was filled with her interviews.

I've been busy wiping Cheng Rang's butt lately, so I forgot about this.

Fortunately, the president told her about this matter in advance, and she has already digested her emotions, and now she doesn't have much fluctuation in her heart.

Until she saw one of the interviews, which was a video cut.

Reporter asked: Mr. Jiang has achieved good results in his career. Can I ask about your love life?

Jiang Xinrou smiled shyly: I knew you wouldn't let me go easily, but there's nothing you can't say. I'm not single at the moment.

The reporter marveled: Teacher Jiang shares so generously, is it because good things are coming soon?

Jiang Xinrou was also unambiguous and replied affirmatively: Yes, we are already discussing the wedding date, probably early next year, when the spring flowers are blooming.

It's now half a year from the beginning of next year, impartially.

Shang Manyue's hand instantly clenched the phone, and the image of Huo Jingbo in the bathroom, forcing her to bite and gnaw her hand flashed in her mind, and the nausea came back uncontrollably.

While taking a shower, she had already scrubbed the bite marks on her neck very hard, and there was no longer any breath of him. At this moment, she was still scrubbing hard unconsciously.

Her delicate skin felt red and painful from the rubbing. She seemed not to notice it. It took a while before she suppressed the cramping emotion.

Shang Manyue dimmed the lights in the room, began to feel sleepy, and his cell phone dinged.

She glanced at the illuminated screen.

Jiang Xinrou sent a WeChat message: Shang Manyue, have you seen the hot search? You said that I would never be interviewed by W magazine, but I still got it.

Then came the second, heart-wrenching words: No matter what I want, Jing Bo will make it happen.

Shang Manyue was not surprised at all that Jiang Xinrou would come to her and tease her. Every mistress who wanted to be in a position of power would think about how to show off in front of her first wife every day to gain a sense of presence, so that the first wife could not stand it and quit, thus fulfilling their true love.

She was really in bad luck tonight. After the dog had disgusted her, Jiang Xiaosan came to disgust her again.

For the sake of her breast health, she will never tolerate it.

Shang Manyue dialed back.

As soon as she picked up the call, she gave a noble and cold smile and said bluntly, "Jiang Xiaosan, you want Mrs. Huo's position so much, why doesn't Huo Jingbo let you get your wish?"

"...You..." Jiang Xinrou choked, but quickly retorted, "He will soon..."

"Soon? How soon? Half a year later?" Shang Manyue leaned on the bedside and sneered coldly, "There are many ladies and ladies in the circle who are eyeing Huo Jingbo. Without me, it may not be your turn."

"Wait until you actually sit in Mrs. Huo's position before you feel proud of her. Oh, of course, even if you get your wish later."

She paused deliberately, slightly hooked her red lips, and spoke clearly every word, "It's just something I don't want."

Jiang Xinrou's breathing became extremely heavy, and she could hear it clearly even through the phone, showing that she was very angry.

Shang Manyue's breasts suddenly became unblocked.

She cut off the phone and put it down. She didn't need to feel sleepy anymore, she just lay down and fell asleep.

...

Huo Group, President's Office.

As soon as Lu Jinan walked in, he was surprised not to see Huo Jingbo sitting behind the desk reviewing documents, but instead sitting on the sofa smoking.

The shirt he was wearing was the same as yesterday, already rumpled, his tie was torn off and thrown aside, several buttons were unbuttoned, and the stubble on his chin sprouted slightly, with a kind of decadent wildness.

He glanced at the ashtray again, which contained a pile of cigarette butts.

Are you spending the whole night here feeling sad about spring and autumn?

Lu Jinan felt it was so fresh, his eyes were bright, and he immediately took out his mobile phone and took pictures of Huo Jingbo, fearing that he would miss such a classic scene.

Huo Jingbo raised his hand to block it and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Lu Jinan chuckled and took out the technique of taking pictures of his little girlfriend, changing the angle and continuing to take pictures, "It's rare that Mr. Huo will experience the pain of love one day, so of course he must take pictures as a souvenir!"

Huo Jingbo raised his eyelids coldly, "Either you delete the photo, or you are deleted from this world."

Lu Jin'an shivered, "Delete it, I'll delete it immediately, I will definitely delete it completely!"

He took the phone and operated it for a while. After deleting it, he showed the screen of the phone to him, "Look, no one is left!"

Huo Jingbo snatched it away and clicked on the latest deletion. There were those photos lying quietly inside.

Lu Jinan: "...When will you do this again?"

He didn't fool him! He hates it!

Huo Jingbo quickly deleted it before throwing the phone back to him, and continued to get up and walk towards his own lounge.

After taking two steps, he thought of something, stared at Lu Jinan, and said, "Also, Shang Manyue and I are not in love! Try talking nonsense again!"

Lu Jinan: "..." Yes, you are still being stubborn!

Entering the bathroom, Huo Jingbo applied beard foam and started shaving.

Lu Jin'an followed in, leaning against the door frame with his hands folded, and continued gossiping, "I saw something was wrong with you yesterday. What happened after you went out? Tell me, as an iron man, I will solve your worries... …”

"Did you send her back last night?" Huo Jingbo wiped off the foam with a towel and asked the question without answering.

"Ah, my sister-in-law won't let me send it away, but don't worry, Xianzhi said he sent it home safely."

Huo Jingbo's movements suddenly stopped, and his tone became a little more serious, "A gift from Xianzhi?"

Lu Jinan didn't know why, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Aren't the gifts from him and the gifts from envy the same?

Moreover, isn’t Xianzhi’s work recognized as reliable?

The next moment, the towel in Huo Jingbo's hand was thrown hard on his face, and he almost couldn't bear it anymore, "Get out of here!"

Lu Jinan was confused and his face was full of grievances, but he dared to be angry but dared not speak. He looked at that furious face, greased his feet, and ran away very fast.

When he ran out in a panic, he accidentally bumped into someone.

Jiang Yuan covered his forehead and shouted angrily, "Lu Gouzi, do you have eyes? Are ghosts chasing you?"

Lu Jinan covered his pounding heart, "It's more terrifying than being chased by a ghost!"

Jiang Yuan was speechless. Then she glanced at the door behind him and asked, "What did you do this time to make Brother Jing Bo angry?"

Speaking of this, Lu Jinan felt wronged. He grabbed Jiang Yuan and began to vomit bitterness, "You said that Xianzhi and I are both his brothers. My sister-in-law doesn't like me. I have a good relationship with Xianzhi, but my sister-in-law won't let me give him away." , Xianzhi was sent home, why would you get angry over just such a small thing?"

"I lost a project worth hundreds of millions before, and Jing Bo didn't even change his face. What happened today?"

Jiang Yuan was also surprised.

But she couldn't figure it out for the moment. She wanted to know more details about last night, so she said, "Since you bumped into me, should you treat me to a meal to apologize?"

"Eating, right? No problem! Sister, please~"

Lu Jinan regained his playful smile and deliberately bent down in a gesture of invitation.

...

At noon the next day, after dinner, Shang Manyue took a look at Weibo. Jiang Xinrou's trending search was still on it. It must have attracted a lot of trolls, and the popularity could not go away for a while.

She was afraid that it would hurt her eyes, so she stopped looking.

Dogs and mistresses are not worth her time anymore. Her primary goal now is to make money!

W Magazine does not force you to work, as long as you can get valuable news back. The rural task has come to an end. The president has not yet assigned the second task, but she can take the initiative to choose the topic.

While collecting information, Jiang Yuan sent a WeChat message.