She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Ning Xiangxiang puts on makeup specially for getting up early.

Now that she has a broken leg, she can't be particular about what she wears on her body.

But if you want to go out beautifully and get a bunch of beautiful selfies, you can only make a fuss about your face.

She carefully outlined it with lip liner and looked at her fair and delicate face in the mirror.

Thinking of the way Huo Xingyu looked at her in his previous life, those cold eyes, looking at her, was no different from looking at the cooking aunt.

It was as if the ripples and waves in Huo Xingyu's eyes were all shaken by the stock market.

But there is also a bright side to this.

Among the huge pressures that most rich wives have to bear after marriage, the lover that the rich man himself takes care of after marriage is one that cannot be ignored.

Facing provocations from lovers, exaggeration by the media, and secret discussions in social circles.

The little ladies either pretended to be deaf and dumb, and endured the silence. For example, Mrs. Liu, who was five months pregnant, had a miscarriage due to several phone calls and intimate photos sent by her mistress, and she still kept silent.

Or the wrist is stern, stirring up a bloody storm, just like Mrs. Huang, the president of the chamber of commerce, cooperating with the mistress to steal a large sum of money from President Huang;

But no matter whether it is a grievance or a vigorous revenge, every little lady is in a victim position.

All the vows her husband had made had become ridiculous lies.

The rumors and gossips from the outside world will not be reduced by half a cent because you are holding back or tearing up your mistress angrily.

But marrying Huo Xingyu has no such troubles.

She and Huo Xingyu had never had any vows or sweet talk.

Except for the wedding vows.

Huo Xingyu showed no interest in all the women around him, with contempt in his eyes and arrogance on his face, every expression seemed to say:

"Don't waste my time, don't delay my money."

How does such a person who is not interested in anything other than the company know for sure that he likes women?

Ning Xiangxiang couldn't figure it out.

But she seriously felt that there was only one possibility if Huo Xingyu cheated on him one day and took care of a lover outside.

Stocks are fine.

She pursed her lip gloss and smiled at the mirror.

Just as I was about to pack my backpack, I heard someone knock on the door.

Ning Xiangxiang pushed the wheelchair with difficulty, unlocked the door, and saw Sister Luo standing outside the door.

Her neat short hair was a little messy, and her eyes were black and blue. It seemed that she had been busy for a long time for something, and came to her in a hurry without even having time to fix herself.

Although the whole person was extremely haggard, Sister Luo's face was radiant. She looked at Ning Xiangxiang with a kind of admiration, and said:

"I really didn't expect, Ning Xiangxiang, you are quite resourceful."

"Our Huo's revenue, gross profit, pre-tax profit and after-tax profit from last year are all in a state of rapid growth. The profit growth has reached 65%. The value-added service revenue and financial technology have both exceeded the 2000 billion mark... "

Yang Pei narrated the reciter's ppt in front of the long table of the meeting with a high tone and passion.

Today is the internal high-level meeting of the technology company, hotel and commercial shopping center under Huo Xingyu, and the budget for the new project for the next season is about to be finalized.

To put it bluntly, when you go on stage, you will first passionately describe how much money you have earned for Huo Xingyu, then propose a plan, and finally decide how much money you will give to Miss Huo Si according to her mood.

Looking at Huo Xingyu who was sitting in the boss chair in front of the conference table, he frowned and looked at him carefully.

Two complex emotions intertwined in Yang Pei's heart.

On the one hand, as Huo Xingyu's second uncle, he had to report to her a junior, so why should he listen to such a junior make decisions?

Just because her surname is Huo?

A strong resentment was clogged in his chest. Huo Xingyu was a freak, and he discovered it very early on.

There is no other emotion in his niece's eyes when looking at people. In her eyes, each person is like a different business project. Some of them have high profit margins and strong profitability. Stay on your body twice more.

Yang Pei is extremely disgusted with this kind of gaze.

Huo Xingyu never even bothered to raise his eyes towards him, looking at him as if he was a useless waste.

Just when he thought he would have to be dominated by this junior for the rest of his life, a turning point appeared.

Huo Xingyu likes women.

During the family dinner, he almost laughed out loud when he heard her speak so frankly in public.

As an only child, she still likes women, so wouldn't the Huo family be extinct?

What is this called?

Replaced with a joke in Peking Opera, it is "this letter came by coincidence, and God helped Huang Zhongcheng to work hard"!

With such a large family business, although he is not surnamed Huo, it is really unreasonable not to share a share of it.

But on the other hand, he was afraid of Huo Xingyu.

Looking at her frowning eyebrows and those sharp eyes, she didn't care if she lowered her head and continued to look at her phone after only a few scans of the ppt.

She has been talking high-spiritedly for so long, but she is actually looking at her mobile phone 80.00% of the time, with an unpredictable face and ever-changing emotions.

why?

Yang Pei didn't understand.

Why does she still look like she has no interest in her ppt?

What on that phone could attract Huo Xingyu more than making money?

Isn't what he said exciting enough!

Thinking about it, Yang Pei felt a little sad. He held back his tears, looked at Huo Xingyu angrily, and recited even louder.

Secretary Song outside the door resisted the urge to plug her ears, and controlled her facial expressions. Accompanied by the tenor voice, she walked into this 'deafening' conference room with a teapot in her hand. She bowed towards Huo Xing Adding tea to Yu Yu's teacup, he whispered:

"Mr. Huo, Minister Chen has been waiting for 35 minutes."

Huo Xingyu glanced at Yang Pei's slideshow and asked, "How long has he been talking about it?"

"Minister Yang has been speaking for an hour."

Huo Xingyu stared at Yang Pei who was standing not far away giving a passionate lecture, and coughed twice.

Yang Pei heard the cough and looked at Huo Xingyu in panic.

When he met her sharp eyes, he felt nervous, as if Huo Xingyu could see through his thoughts with just one look, his originally loud voice gradually weakened, and he said with a sluggish momentum:

"The bidding documents of the business department are displayed here, please give instructions to Mr. Huo."

Without the passionate tenor voice, Nuo Da's conference room suddenly fell silent.

"Well, let Minister Chen come in." Huo Xingyu nodded perfunctorily;

With her face propped up, her eyes returned to the WeChat interface on the phone screen.

Looking at the two short messages that Ning Xiangxiang sent her, the one who replied to her himself? [OK. 】

Huo Xingyu felt a little regretful.

It was Ning Xiangxiang who made her angry.

And he beat her dick premeditatedly and in a planned way.

In essence, Ning Xiangxiang probably wanted to beat her but didn't dare to do it, so he could only kill the weak things around her.

The nature is extremely bad.

From morality to principle, it is unforgivable.

but,

But seeing the coquettish [I miss you so much. ], she couldn't help but send back a hello.

Ning Xiangxiang is getting more and more rampant now, and will annoy her more and more.

Not only that, she is also so scheming, so good at acting like a baby!

Because Ning Xiangxiang wanted to see her, he didn't even care about the chicken being beaten.

Huo Xingyu sighed, and Minister Chen on the stage continued to speak in horror.

She glanced at the minimalist clock hanging on the wall.

10:30 now.

There are still three hours before she and Ning Xiangxiang get better.

If you interrupt the meeting now and drive over to pick her up, there is more than enough time.

But without giving a lesson, how would Ning Xiangxiang know that he was wrong?

And I will definitely not be the one who interrupts official business because of private matters.

Huo Xingyu propped his face, thinking firmly.