Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Since Fu Zhiyan kissed her in front of everyone in the Secretariat last time, Han Xiaoye has become a complete celebrity.

   That posture, there are people watching when I eat at the company canteen after get off work at noon. Coming to work in the morning is like the gorilla in the zoo. Anyone passing by will have to squint at her, as if they can see a flower.

  Fortunately, after that, she only needs to work for a week, otherwise she will just look at it all day. It's so simple, she can't even walk away when she sees it.

   She originally wanted to eat two bowls of rice at noon, but because there were too many people watching her, she only ate one bowl of rice at noon every day this week. It's not that I can't eat it, but I'm afraid that she will scoop up the second bowl, and it will hang on the company's intranet post bar later - "Every day, the president actually likes a female man who eats two bowls of rice, the man's counterattack" posts like that.

   Finally made it to Saturday, and Han Xiaoye went through the handover procedures with the intern who Fan Shengnan arranged for her to replace her. I told the new intern what I was in charge of and some things that I usually need to pay attention to. Then I took my bag, went downstairs quickly, and went straight to the Land Rover waiting below.

   After returning home, she immediately took a shower, put on cotton pajamas at home, and opened her laptop on the bed.

  Fu Zhiyan unbuttoned his shirt and changed his clothes to take a shower.

   After washing, he saw the little woman lying on the bed who didn't know what she was looking at, staring at the notebook with a serious look on her face.

   Just a pair of random kicks and calves betrayed her seriousness.

"looking at what?"

   He walked over in the blisters, and just after taking a shower, the fragrance of the man's body was blowing in his face, making people feel inexplicably refreshing and comfortable.

  Han Xiaoye generously turned his laptop towards him, "Hey, this."

"Little uncle, look, this is the photo they took me secretly today. I'll see how they took me, you don't know, I don't know who took a photo of me secretly two days ago, God, it's so ugly , Completely ugly and became Sister Feng. I am also a little beauty after all, but I was photographed like that! I am sure it was made by a woman!"

She angrily flipped out the photo and showed it to the man, while pointing with her finger, "Little uncle, look, it's too much. Look at what she took of me. My shoelaces were obviously off. Now, I want to squat down and tie my shoelaces, but...she actually took a picture of me when I was about to bow, and took me like a little minion. But look at you, she took you a good-looking picture, you see Look at this profile, Emma! The more I look at it, the more angry I get! Isn't this the big president and the little valet? No, this is the big president who was blind and found an ugly daughter-in-law and his ugly daughter-in-law. "

   "It's so ugly, it's like she's snapping my booger. I don't know how much hatred you have to treat me like this? Could it be that...she has a crush on you?"

  The IDs on the company's intranet are anonymous, in order to ensure the greatest freedom of speech for every employee of the company. So this has become the company's largest gossip concentration camp. XXX from the marketing department was carrying his wife with XX from the operation department, and I bumped into them opening a room. The XXX of the logistics department is actually a glass. God, I have seen her girlfriends and other posts one after another. But everyone has a tacit understanding, and rarely raises the level of gossip. For example, the directors on the board of directors, Fu Zhiyan, etc.

   But unlike those directors, although it is customary for everyone not to mention his gossip, Tieba often publishes all kinds of candid photos about him. The following are all wife fans, all kinds of presidents, bosses, just like fans chasing stars.

   But this situation has been broken since last Monday, and now the posts above are almost all about her, and even the candid photos are no longer about Fu Zhiyan, but her!

  Han Xiaoye was only reminded by Fan Shengnan that he knew that the post bar was full of gossip about her. After I secretly ran to see it once, I developed a habit, and now I have to swipe the posts every day. See what she said above.

  Fu Zhiyan followed the direction she pointed at the photo, took a serious look, and said, "It's not ugly."

  The little rascal looks good no matter how you look at it.

  Han Xiaoye was stabbed at the pain point and jumped up, "Why isn't it ugly? Look again."

She pointed to the photo, "Look at this face, it's all deformed, and it's carried on the back, like a hunchback. And this expression, it's twitching like a necrotic facial nerve. Look at me again. , why am I so ugly? I'm clearly not like that!"

  Fu Zhiyan was noncommittal, his attention was attracted by another post.

   frowned and said, "You only ate a bowl of rice for lunch today?"

Speaking of this Han Xiaoye, he was even more aggrieved, Nunuzui, annoyed, "Yeah, I only ate one bowl and someone posted that I ate too much. You found a wife, not one. Birds. A bowl of rice is a lot, so why don't they only eat a few grains of rice without a meal?"

"Don't forget to eat, there are still people in the thread below, saying that I have a mole on my tiger's mouth, and this mole is said to represent hard work in physiognomy. This is incredible, someone will say you are going to be dumped right away. Me. The reason is because if you don't dump me, I have found the fifth diamond king, how can I work hard. Emma, ​​anyway, they say everything, and they say that I am the most bad. "

   There are only a few ID names that she is familiar with to help her speak well. Among them, the one who supports her the most is Fan Shengnan. Said in various posts that she was a nice person and things like that. However, the most common place for this kind of gossip is women. Women have a characteristic, that is, they can't see others being better than themselves. Those who say she is not good are still the majority. "You're afraid of what they'll say, so you only ate a bowl of rice at noon?" Fu Zhiyan's face turned cold.

  Han Xiaoye hummed, "I eat a bowl of rice and they all think I eat too much. If I eat two bowls, they can't exclaim, you're a diamond king, you've planted a pig on a pig?"

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, stopped looking at the notebook, squinted her Danfeng eyes and glanced at her, "It seems that it is right for you to come back to rest. I knew I should have sent you home to rest on Tuesday."

   "It's not your fault, who made you kiss me suddenly in front of so many people?"

  The stern man had already walked away, wiping his hair while walking to the desk without turning his head, "I kiss my own Mrs. Fu, what's wrong?"

   "..." Han Xiaoye pouted and swayed sweetly in an instant.

   All the grumbling has disappeared.

   She really didn't know how to describe that feeling. Anyway, it was like being soaked in a honeypot, and every cell was sweet.

   "Mr. Fu, make persistent efforts in the future." She tried her best to make herself laugh less happily, held it back, and closed the webpage, "I'm playing games, you work first. I'll wait for you to sleep with me."

"Yep."