After the flash marriage, the billionaire president eavesdropped on my thoughts

Song Mai's eyes were very sincere.

The man nodded and left quietly where no one noticed.

When Zheng Yao heard about this and rushed over, Fang Yu was watching the restored surveillance video.

Seeing her come in, Fang Yu's face became gloomy, like the sky covered by dark clouds, without a trace of sunshine.

Zheng Yao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom: "Manager Fang..."

Fang Yu looked up at her, his eyes were like an impenetrable wall, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Zheng Yao's heart trembled, and the moment she looked at Fang Yu, her eyes became a little vague with guilt.

"I didn't mean to deceive you."

Fang Yu sneered: "How does it feel to use people?"

Zheng Yao was so frightened that she hurriedly explained in a wronged manner:

"It's not what you see. You also know that Song Mai and I have always had a bad relationship. She suddenly got married to a handsome guy. Everyone in the company is discussing her marriage. Many people even envy her. I feel uncomfortable. I don't believe that a man like that would really be so devoted to her, so..."

Having said that, she glanced at Fang Yu secretly.

Seeing that he seemed to believe it, I breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Who would have thought that Song Mai would see me and accuse me of seducing her husband? She even insulted me with this matter in public many times. I couldn't stand it any longer and had to resort to this desperate measure."

"Manager, I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I'm just an ordinary girl who usually speaks directly. Please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again. You have always been very important to me..."

Having said that, Zheng Yao wiped her tears and started crying.

Fang Yu already had some feelings for Zheng Yao, and now after she explained and cried like this, even if Fang Yu was angry, he softened his heart.

"It won't happen again."

Hearing this, Zheng Yao burst into laughter.

"Thank you, manager. You are the best."

At the same time, Song Mai, who had resumed working on the project, worked for a full day.

The clock struck four in the afternoon, and Song Mai stretched tiredly.

She gathered up the translated documents on the table and held them in her arms, then knocked on the door of the manager's office.

“It’s all been translated.”

Fang Yu took the document, flipped through it briefly, and gave her an approving look:

"Thank you for your hard work. This project really has to be handed over to you. Only you can do it and I can feel at ease."

Song Mai lowered his eyes: "It should be."

It's not hard work to just make money.

Fang Yu patted her shoulder:

"I'm sorry for wronging you before. I also heard that there has always been a conflict between you and Zheng Yao. There happens to be a very high-end dinner party soon, and you and... Zheng Yao, you two should come with me. Firstly, I want to make it up to you, and secondly, it is to ease the relationship between the two of you. Only when the internal relationship is stable can we unite and work together to get the work done well."

Hearing this, Zheng Yao's eyes lit up and she jumped up from her seat. She smiled happily and winked at the manager:

"Then you're welcome. Thank you, manager."

Others were somewhat dissatisfied with this and discussed in low voices:

"How could such a good thing happen to her?"

"How could a person who seduced someone's husband be allowed to attend a dinner party? What was the manager thinking?"

"Manager, are you planning to do something big tonight? Zheng Yao and Song Mai have such a close relationship. If they go to the banquet together, it would be strange if they don't fight."

Zheng Yao heard everyone's discussion, rolled her eyes, and said unhappily:

"What does it have to do with you? The manager can take whoever he wants. When is it your turn to make irresponsible comments? If I were you, you would just be sour grapes!"

After she finished speaking, she deliberately raised her voice and said in Fang Yu's direction:

"The manager is a man of wisdom and vision. He must have his reasons for choosing who he chooses."

Fang Yu obviously enjoyed it very much, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

"Then we'll leave in an hour. You two should go dress up first."

Song Mai usually goes out without makeup, and in order to save money she doesn't even have many cosmetics. Her clothes are all cheap ones bought from stalls at the night market, three pieces for one hundred yuan.

She had nothing to dress up for, so she thought about it and went to the bathroom to comb her hair again, tying it into a high ponytail to consider herself dressed up.

In front of Wanjing Dihao Hotel.

The manager changed into a tailor-made suit, and Zheng Yao also dressed up carefully.

She was wearing a slim pink dress, her hair was tied up high, and her makeup was very delicate.

Only Song Mai seemed out of place. She was still wearing the same washed-out blue shirt, the most ordinary jeans and canvas shoes, and carrying a very old-fashioned gray computer bag.

It's obvious that it was given as a gift when you bought a computer.

If I had to point out one outstanding feature of her whole body, it would probably be her face. Even without any makeup, her skin is incredibly translucent and her facial features are pretty delicate. But her plain appearance makes her look very bland.

Once you throw it into a crowd, you won’t be able to find it at all.

Just as the three were about to go in, the waiter at the door stopped them.

"You two can go in, but she can't."

As he said this he glanced at Song Mai.

"We are together." Fang Yu explained quickly.

The waiter said expressionlessly: "No one who is not dressed properly is allowed to enter. This is a high-end cocktail party. The requirement for entering is to wear formal attire. You are dressed like this..."

As he spoke, the waiter looked Song Mai up and down:

"If we let you in, everyone will probably think you are a beggar."

Fang Yu felt a little embarrassed, as the people around him were indeed dressed gorgeously.

Although he and Zheng Yao were not dressed very luxuriously, they were dressed carefully, at least they were wearing formal attire.

Only Song Mai stood out from the crowd.

He hesitated for a moment and spoke with difficulty: "Song Mai, why don't you go back and buy some clothes nearby, or forget about it today, go back first, and I'll find other ways to compensate you."

Zheng Yao glanced at Song Mai with disdain and said sarcastically:

"How can she afford to buy clothes? She won't change her clothes until they are worn out. If you ask her to go to a nearby place to buy a dress just to attend a cocktail party, it would be more painful than killing her. You'd better go back and let the poor guy you married come to pick you up."

However, as soon as Zheng Yao finished speaking, a group of people walked out of the hotel.

The leading man was handsome and elegant, wearing a black haute couture suit, looking noble and arrogant. Behind him were seven or eight people of different ages. The clothes they were wearing were obviously very expensive.

But he seemed much weaker than the man in the lead. Although no one spoke, a closer look at their expressions revealed that they all had some compliments for the man in the lead.

Song Mai was standing facing the hotel door, and the leading man met her eyes as soon as he came out.

Song Mai's breathing stagnated. Who else could this man be if not her contract husband?