Miss Drama is slightly sweet

Afterglow came in through the treetops, a layer of faint golden light bloomed, and the slender eyelashes were slightly curved, as if thoughtful.

The servant stood tremblingly and lowered his voice: "Madam, do you need to talk to Miss Yang?"

"Need not."

Cen Tian said without hesitation.

She rubbed her chin subconsciously, frowned and thought: "Even if you go to her now, she won't admit it."

Although he knew that what Cen Tian said was right, the servant was not willing to let it go.

Are you kidding me, this medicine can cause insanity, so let Yang Mi get away with it?It was disgusting to think about it, and she couldn't help reminding: "But that medicine..."

Before she finished speaking, Cen Tian glanced at her, and the servant subconsciously shut up.She tapped the table with her fingers rhythmically, and whispered: "Don't startle the snake."

Cen Tian is not in a hurry, what is she in a hurry.But he couldn't bear his own temper, and the servant felt that his anger was suffocated in his chest, and he couldn't get out of it. The whole person was aggrieved, and he couldn't help frowning: "Then what should I do? Just sit and wait for death like this?"

"Of course not." Cen Tian said categorically, with a flash of inspiration, she suddenly raised half of her eyebrows, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a strange light flashed in her eyes: "Help me contact the newspaper office, just say that I have a Do business with them."

What's the matter with the newspaper?You must know that the most unsuitable people for Cen Tian to see now are those reporters who are loyal to fanning the flames.

Not knowing what kind of medicine Cen Tian was selling in the gourd, the servant was dubious, and took a sneak peek at Cen Tian, ​​and found that although the other party's expression remained unchanged, there was an unconscious gesture of victory in his brows and eyes.

Seeing her posture like this, the servant seemed to have taken a reassurance and felt relieved.She opened her mouth and swallowed her doubts. Without asking anything, she silently picked up the phone and pressed the number...

"Beijing time, ten o'clock sharp."

The cold mechanical female voice echoed throughout the room, silently urging something.

The cool and slender figure is like pine and cypress, with endless tenacity.

The slender and white fingers firmly held the tea handle, and the thin red lips were lightly pursed, and the delicate face was calm and serious, which was extremely inconsistent with her appearance, calm and without any waves.

The servant dressed as a maid stood on the side politely, without saying a word, and lowered his head in a standard and harsh manner, silently adding a bit of majesty to the painting in front of him.

Cold sweat broke out on the president's forehead. In this kind of scene, he suddenly felt a sense of fear, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

An hour ago, he received a call from Cen Tian, ​​saying that he wanted to discuss business. At that time, he joked that he was a fool, how could a wealthy daughter be so idle.As soon as he hung up the phone, he was stopped by someone as soon as he went out, and he got in a luxury car worth decades of wages, and was sent here non-stop.

To be honest, even in the industry, although their family is somewhat famous, they are not top-notch. Cen Tian is looking for him?If an hour ago he had been flattered, now he was uneasy.

Unresponsive, stiff movements, afraid to look up.

When he took a sneaky look at Cen Tian for the first time within 20 seconds, Cen Tian finally said, "Hello, I am Cen Tian, ​​Fu Haoyi's wife, who is also the main character of your daily editorial."

As soon as the words fell, the president almost subconsciously shuddered and thumped, thinking that she could not read our newspaper and said that she was upset and wanted to take revenge, right?
Snapped!
A document fell firmly on the table and slid in front of him.

Of course, Cen Tian didn't know that he had so many dramas, and her voice was as clear as a spring with a hint of doubt: "Huh?"

The president fell silent for a moment, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed back all his pleading words. After all, he had seen a little bit of the world, and he immediately understood what Cen Tian meant.

Don't look, it must be black material.

The president gave a wretched smile, and immediately changed the script of grievances between rich and powerful families. After taking the materials, he opened them and said, "Nothing, nothing."

Cen Tian didn't intend to delve into it, so she gave the servant a look, and the servant understood.

Snapped!
Another sound.

But this time it was a wad of bright red cash.

The president paused, and looked at her meaningfully. The rumored crazy young mistress of the Fu family, the woman in front of her, didn't look like a lunatic.

Cen Tian rested her stomach with one hand, lazily raised her eyelids, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, her movements were elegant and decent, touching people's hearts: "I want the largest page, and please do your best to hype it up."

The president smiled knowingly, and immediately put on a sleazy face: "Our fluorescent newspaper has always been loved by the general public, I think..."

As he tore apart the document, a line of bold characters jumped into view.

After a pause, the pupils of both the president and the servant shrank suddenly, but Cen Tian remained motionless.

The president felt that either he was being tricked, or Cen Tian was really crazy.

The cold sweat doubled, and the stack of small materials felt like a thousand pounds, and the president was dumbfounded.

At first glance, the servant was as shocked as he was, while the main character, Cen Tian, ​​still looked calm, nodding at him with a resolute look on his face.

Well, just be crazy, it's none of his business.

The president suddenly felt a toothache, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and put away the materials.

Under the servant's questioning eyes, Cen Tian smiled like a peach blossom in October.

At the top of the cover, written in small letters: Shocked!The wealthy wife is actually... a lunatic!Mrs. Fu, Cen Tian, ​​is insane!
"The grievances of a wealthy family, Mrs. Fu Cen Tian actually damaged public goods in public, her expression was violent and rude, and she quarreled with Mr. Fu many times with vulgar language...According to expert analysis, this woman is suffering from some kind of mental illness... The above evidence can be It turns out that Cen Tian is out of her mind! The young mistress of the wealthy Fu family is actually... a lunatic!"

"According to reports from relevant departments! Cen Tian and... Is it a loss of morality, or a distortion of human nature? Fluorescent reporters will continue to follow up and report for you!"

At the same time, tens of thousands of televisions and mobile phones came out with the host's noisy voice.

Or shock, or joy, or despair...

In the quiet night, thousands of people are busy for this, just for the person in front of a certain TV.

A huge net unfolded silently.

At a window, someone frowned imperceptibly.

As if seeing Cen Tian's hoarse voice, Yang Mi smiled.

Her hearty laughter, shrill with malice, echoed throughout the room.

Cen Tian, ​​oh Cen Tian, ​​you have today too!
I'd like to see if he, Fu Haoyi, can accept a mentally disturbed woman as his wife!
Meanwhile, cat puppet café.

A slender figure huddled in the corner, Cen Tian didn't call anyone, and came to the coffee shop to rest by herself.

She sighed lightly, her voice was full of exhaustion and haggardness, and her whole person was overshadowed by indescribable decadence and frustration.

Sure enough, not long after, a person appeared outside the door.

Staring at the familiar figure from behind, Yang Mi was in a happy mood, and pushed the door open.

"Hey, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Miss Cen."

As soon as the words fell, Cen Tian's hair exploded in an instant, her fingers were clenched, and her thin lips were pressed tightly, without saying a word.

Yang Mi sneered, showing a sweet smile, and said kindly: "Why is Miss Cen here? Did she get lost? Have you taken your medicine?"

Yang Mi stared at her pale face, and said with concern: "The people in the mental hospital are too irresponsible, how can they let you run around? What if something happens? Hao Yi doesn't care, do you need my help? Make a call?"