After a flash marriage, she was spoiled by the richest husband in the world

Xie Jingxing: “…” He seemed to have said this.

"So are we going to make our relationship public?" Su Wanyi said again.

"Even if it's not public, when your friends introduce you to blind dates, you should also explain the fact that you are married." Xie Jingxing emphasized the word "fact".

Su Wanyi was a little confused about what this person was angry about. They had clearly agreed to divorce in a year. What was the point of saying this now?

She suddenly moved closer to the man and studied his eyes.

"Mr. Xie, you don't like me!"

A magnified beautiful face, blinking lively eyes, and my heart skipped a beat for a moment.

His nostrils were filled with the girl's unique sweet floral scent, and his eyes became deeper as he looked at her.

like?

Su Wanyi smiled at the silent man and waved her hand in front of him: "Mr. Xie?"

"What if I say, maybe?" After realizing that he had feelings for her, he decisively chose to follow his inner thoughts.

The direct words made Su Wanyi's heart beat faster for some reason. She sat up straight, and nothing she did felt right while sitting on the sofa.

Facing the man's deep eyes, she hurriedly stood up, holding the computer and prepared to go inside: "I'm a little sleepy, I'll go back to bed first." She hurried back to the room, covering her slightly hot cheeks.

His head was a mess, and he patted his face: "Su Wanyi, wake up."

"You can't fall for a man's sweet words. You need to focus on your career and make money instead of men."

She dated Qi Chuan for ten years, but in the end, he cheated on her and the relationship ended in failure, leaving her with nothing.

She must learn from her lesson and resolutely stop dating and focus on money.

I cleared my mind a little and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I felt much more awake. I went back to bed, holding my computer, ready to look up some information.

The man’s words always pop up in my mind: What if I say, maybe?

I couldn't get his words out of my mind and I felt upset.

Pei Huan sent a message on WeChat: "Yi Yi, the screenwriter asked me to ask you if you have finalized the outline of the script."

Su Wanyi: "It's settled."

Pei Huan: "Then send it to me first and I'll show it to you."

Su Wanyi sent the outline over, and half an hour later a video pop-up window appeared.

She picked up the video call. On the other end of the video, Pei Huan was wearing loose black pajamas and sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a cup of dessert in his hand.

"Yiyi, I've read the outline of your script. This type of script was very popular a few years ago, but now it's not so popular. Now the most popular ones are the ones with realistic heroines. No one wants pure love stories anymore."

"I know, but I want to try writing." The first time she started writing, she didn't know what to write.

Pei Huan's expression in the video turned serious: "Is it because of your scumbag ex-boyfriend?"

"Yes, and no!" She just wanted to give an explanation for her youth. Even if it was in the books, it was not because of him.

"You haven't forgotten him yet, have you? That scumbag is not worth your nostalgia."

"No, I don't miss him. I just want to commemorate my own youth. I always feel that I have spent my entire youth, so there should be a perfect ending."

"I heard from my brother what happened between you and Xie Jingxing. Can you tell me more about it?" Pei Huan on the other side of the video even took the potato chips beside him and prepared to eat some snacks.

Su Wanyi was speechless: "He and I are in a contract marriage, and we will be divorced in a year."

"why?"

"I was just forced to do it at that time. If I didn't marry him, my parents would sell me to the old man. He got the marriage certificate with me just to piss off his childhood sweetheart, and now his fiancée is back, so naturally I have to give up my position."

Speaking of this, Su Wanyi still felt a little bit indescribably depressed.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. It's better to make money and have a career than to talk about men. Let's talk about my script." She is still five million in debt, and her hair has turned white with worry.

Pei Huan on the other end of the video raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think there is a possibility that you can get a man's money?"

"Money for a man? Whose, Xie Jingxing's?" Seeing Pei Huan nodded in the video, Su Wanyi chuckled, "Forget it, he's just working, how much money can he have."

"How do you know if you don't try? What if it works?"

Su Wanyi felt as if she had some hidden meaning in her words: "No, let's talk about the script."

"Okay. I've asked my brother about your script. This year, we'll only accept one adaptation of this type. There are currently ten screenwriters who can write scripts like yours. One of them is a top screenwriter in the industry. She's best at writing scripts of this type."

"She is your rival."

“Okay.” It was her first time writing a script, and she didn’t think she would be able to really adapt it.

Just think of it as a breakthrough for myself, I just smiled and said nothing.

He closed the video call and transferred the ten thousand yuan he earned today to Qi Chuan.

Qi Chuan: "Su Wanyi, do you really have to clear yourself from me like this? You clearly know that it is you that I care about."

Su Wanyi sneered as she looked at the received transfer. She almost believed it.

"Mr. Qi, you are harassing me. I don't mind sending these screenshots to your fiancée."