Limited Time Contract: A Beautiful Wife Is Hard to Train

Shen Simu lowered her eyes, her emotions were not high, she simply thanked Zhou Zihan and stopped talking. .

After going through such a thing, she was in the mood to work again, so Zhou Zihan gave her half a day off to go home and have a good rest.

As soon as Shen Simu left, Manager Li complained in front of Zhou Zihan: "Mr. Zhou, this matter started because of Shen Simu, it's not good to be so lenient with her."

Zhou Zihan smiled and said, "Manager Li, you are too strict with Simu."

It was fine if Zhou Zihan didn't say anything, but after he finished speaking, Manager Li felt jealous again, and became even more hostile to Shen Simu.

Manager Li didn't speak any more, hiding all his complaints in his heart.

Seeing Manager Li's strange expression, Zhou Zihan raised the corner of his mouth, and a cunning flashed in his eyes.

Walking out of the company gate, Shen Simu was a little at a loss. She didn't want to go home and stay alone, so she picked up her mobile phone and called Li Yan.

"Hello, Simu?" As soon as the call was connected, Li Yan's lively voice came out.

Hearing Li Yan's voice, Shen Simu's heavy heart eased a little: "Are you busy?"

"No, I'm flipping through magazines at home."

"Can you come out and stay with me for a while?" Shen Simu sniffed, her voice muffled.

Li Yan felt that something was wrong with Shen Simu as soon as he heard it, so he picked up his coat and ran out the door.

Cafe.

"Simu, what's the matter, what happened?"

Li Yanhuo hurried over and sat opposite Shen Simu, panting heavily.

"You take a break"

Shen Simu quickly ordered a glass of water for Li Yanshun.

"Simu, have you been bullied? Tell me who it is? I'll avenge you!"

Li Yan took a big sip of water, then rolled up his sleeves, looking aggressive, looking not to be trifled with.

Shen Simu couldn't help laughing, covered her mouth and explained: "No one bullies me."

Seeing that Shen Simu finally showed a smile, Li Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the table with both hands, leaned his body closer, and asked, "Simu, what happened?"

"that is."

Shen Simu told Li Yan everything that happened in the company.

"What? Isn't this considered being bullied? No, Zhang Chi is too much! If you tell me where she lives, I must settle the score with her!"

With that said, Li Yan stood up.

"It's over and she has been punished, so don't go."

Shen Simu took Li Yan's hand and pleaded pitifully for Zhang Chi.

"Oh, Simu, you are too kind to let people bully you like this." Li Yan crossed his arms and complained.

Shen Simu lowered her head and stirred the coffee in the cup, and said slowly: "Mr. Fu originally found me this job, and there are already many people talking about it behind the scenes, as long as the matter is resolved, I don't want it to happen again." It caused trouble for Mr. Fu."

After hearing Shen Simu's words, Li Yan, who was originally full of anger, looked like a deflated ball, and sighed dejectedly: "Oh, Simu, you are too embarrassing."

"Is there anyone in the world who is not embarrassed? It's just that everyone has different difficulties."

Shen Simu smiled pretending to be relaxed, and turned her gaze out of the window.

Fu's Group, President's Office.

"Dong dong dong."

"Enter."

Song Ya walked into the office and called out to Fu Yihang who was flipping through the documents at the desk, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Yihang put down the document in his hand, looked at Song Ya with black eyes, and opened his thin lips lightly: "What's the matter?"

"The matter of Mrs. Shen's company has been resolved." Song Ya replied respectfully.

"Oh?"

Song Ya's words aroused Fu Yihang's interest, he raised his eyebrows and asked Song Ya to repeat what Shen Simu had said.

After hearing this, Fu Yihang shook his head with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

Song Ya had never seen Fu Yihang like this before, and he was terrified to see him, and asked in a low voice: "Boss Fu, does Madam really have evidence in her hand?"

"The monitoring equipment has been destroyed. There is no evidence at all. Simu is deceiving."

Song Ya looked at Fu Yihang in surprise. He didn't expect Shen Simu to have such guts. This is no different from a gamble. If Shen Simu loses the bet, she knows what she will face.

"Ma'am, you are so courageous"

After a while, Song Ya spit out such a sentence.

"I read Simu's plan, there is no problem, contact the person in charge of the project and ask him to give Shen Simu another chance." Fu Yihang instructed.

"Boss Fu, don't you say you won't let me help Madam?" Song Ya looked at Fu Yihang puzzled, and asked in a low voice.

Fu Yihang didn't explain, but smiled helplessly, and waved Song Ya back out.

Of course, he would not intervene in the things that Shen Simu could solve, and of course he, the "husband", should come forward to solve the things that she couldn't solve.

When Fu Yihang came home, Shen Simu was sitting on the sofa knitting something. The gray fur balls set off Shen Simu's fairness and beauty, and her thick eyelashes flickered, making her look very cute.

"you're back?"

Seeing Fu Yihang coming back, Shen Simu immediately put down the wool and stood up to hand over the slippers to Fu Yihang.

"What are you knitting?" Fu Yihang asked, focusing on the ball of yarn.

"Ah." Shen Simu scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly: "It's almost autumn, my mother has bad knees, I want to knit a pair of knee pads for her."

"You know how to weave?" Fu Yihang looked at her inquiringly, with some expectation in his eyes.

Shen Simu packed up the sofa, walked into the kitchen to serve food, and replied: "Yes, it's very simple."

"Where's the scarf?"

"Small idea."

"Mr. Fu, it's time to eat." Shen Simu set the tableware and called.

Although he heard Shen Simu's call, Fu Yihang didn't move, his eyes kept staring at the woolen thread, thinking carefully.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu?"

Seeing that Fu Yihang didn't respond, Shen Simu walked out of the kitchen, just in time to see Fu Yihang's gaze fall on the woolen thread.

Judging by Fu Yihang's appearance, he doesn't want a scarf, does he?

Shen Simu swallowed her saliva in embarrassment, and frowned slightly. Although Shen Simu felt that Fu Yihang was rich and would not be able to afford a scarf, she still asked politely: "If Mr. Fu doesn't dislike it, I will give it to you after winter comes. Mr. Fu, a scarf."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Shen Simu's words fell, Fu Yihang immediately responded "Yes".

Then, Fu Yihang hooked his lips to her in satisfaction, and walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Simu looked at Fu Yihang's back suspiciously, wondering why, she had an illusion that Fu Yihang was waiting for her to speak.

"What are you looking at? Come and eat." Fu Yihang succeeded in his trick, and he was in a great mood, with a faint smile on his lips.

Shen Simu came to his senses, nodded dully, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Buzz."

At the dinner table, Shen Simu's cell phone received a text message.

"Ah! That's great!" After reading the text message, Shen Simu put down her chopsticks and shouted excitedly.