I was kidnapped by the boss to get married

"What's wrong? Tired of working overtime?"

"Do you need me to massage your temples?" Chu Xia felt that the things this man usually faced were beyond her understanding. From Chu Xia's point of view, the most difficult thing in life was dealing with people. I'm tired of thinking.

Chu Xia usually counts on coding to make a living. She only needs to conceive some storylines and the like in her own world, without thinking about the communication between people and all kinds of intrigues.

The man next to him is different. He has to examine everyone's thoughts and guess the eyes of those around him. The so-called heights are too cold. When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. You are at the top of the pyramid of power. The situation around Fu Beichen was unimaginable.

"En." Fu Beichen made a fragile voice, which was not at all like his usual appearance.

"I can act as an emotional trash can for some people tonight. If you have something to say, just say it." Chu Xia was afraid that Fu Beichen would be embarrassed to say what was in his heart, so he said it first.

"Trash can, what do you mean?" Fu Beichen didn't understand what this sentence meant, trash can, how can a person be a trash can?She is obviously a woman, so what does it have to do with the trash can?
"Trash can, as the name implies, is a special place to collect garbage. When a person has negative emotions or energy, he only needs a trash can. If someone is willing to listen to his emotions and comfort him, then this person acts as a The role of the emotional trash can, so the role of the trash can is to listen to a person's heart." Chu Xia explained solemnly, with a strange look on his face.

For a long time, Fu Beichen's impression of this girl in early summer was that she was stupid, rough, and lived a very selfish life. She was such a girl who was immersed in her personal world, how could she observe other people's emotions?
This woman is really a mystery, her two-faced personality is really unreasonable, she is thought to be simple, but she is very deep, and she is thought to be complicated, but she has an innocent side.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll overthink it." Chu Xia smiled at Fu Beichen.

In fact, as a professional writer, it is fundamental to observe things. Seeing the essence through the appearance of things is a necessary professional accomplishment for a screenwriter. Although sometimes they can only express themselves in the world of words, it does not mean that they are Can't read words, don't understand complex society.

"Okay, the trash can, right? Then let's go to the room and talk about it carefully!" Fu Beichen hugged Chu Xia at once. Because of the strength of his arms, his biceps were particularly sharp, and the whole shirt had a different kind of sexiness .

Holding Chu Xia in his arms, Fu Beichen walked up the stairs step by step, his steps being extraordinarily steady.

His kiss has been quietly kissed on Chu Xia's tender lips. Chu Xia seems to feel that she has become a sleeping princess in a medieval castle. She is suddenly awakened by this man's kiss. The rose petals in Chu Xia's body also Gradually flooding, wishing to become one with this man.

The room on the second floor was dark, and a few street lights in the distance were on. It was the path in the manor. The lights were on. Except for Fu Beichen and Chu Xia, the entire Yunding Manor was super silent. In such an empty world, only Two people, maybe this is the real world of two people, it is so quiet, one person can even feel the heartbeat of the other person,
Fu Beichen put Chu Xia on the bed with a heavy heart. Chu Xia also knew about this man. Something unspeakable must have happened today, so Chu Xia went to the bar and brought the man a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

Enjoying the night scene outside together, there was almost no communication. Fu Beichen's neck was flushed because of drinking. This man's every move is always so sexy. All women can't help but feel so sexy when they see such a man. Her heart beat faster and she ran towards him.

Chu Xia was no exception, his eyes blurred after just a few sips of wine. Fu Beichen's sex appeal was engraved in his bones, and it blended with his rebelliousness.

"Chu Xia, do you think there is any difference between living here and the apartment we lived in before?" Fu Beichen was silent for a long time, and finally said a word.

"Of course there is a big difference between an apartment and Yunding Manor. In an apartment, it is a place where ordinary people live. People come and go. They work hard every day and live very tired."

"However, living in such a villa is different. Everyday life is like a princess. I feel like I have reached the pinnacle of my life. Being able to live in such a villa is really a dream that can only be realized after hundreds of years of hard work?"

"Besides, they bring different feelings to people's body and brain, enjoy!" Chu Xia suddenly thought of something and said something, I don't know why the man would ask this question?

At that time, Chu Xia didn't understand why this man would abandon such a mansion and run to squeeze an apartment of [-] to [-] square meters with him. Could it be that this man has a battered physique in his bones, and is he willing to be a beggar?
"Actually, the apartment is very different from here. Although living here is very comfortable, it lacks the smell of fireworks. Although the apartment is a bit crowded and noisy, every day I will be harassed by the aunt in the neighborhood for morning exercises." Wake up by the sound, but there you can cook what you like, do what you want to do, there is no one around you to watch, you live in a special freedom, where every air is free, but here, every Every breath of air smells like money."

Chu Xia said lightly that the two kinds of life have their own advantages. Although there is a smell of fireworks in the apartment, it is easier to create here, and the human mind can be in a state of erratic. This so-called artistic influence, I am afraid Is it also brought by money?
Fu Beichen stared at Chu Xia, his deep eyes were full of love, and sure enough, Fu Beichen was right. This woman in Chu Xia does not worship money in her bones, and she does not pursue too much luxury and ordinary life. Unlike Chu Xia, Fu Beichen feels that enjoyment is exquisite Your life is the most important thing. If you don't have material things, you can't enjoy life.

"Yunding Manor, I founded Beichen Group at the time, and bought it with one year's annual salary. The price at that time was not high, but after the development of this surrounding area started, the land price rose. Now it can't be described as priceless. point."

Fu Beichen looked into the distance, and said lightly, when he was young, Fu Beichen felt very restricted when he was with his parents. When he grew up in this manor, Fu Beichen could do whatever he wanted, and he could do what he wanted without looking at it. Peripheral gaze.

Of course, money is the best tool in the world. If you have it, you will have a greater degree of control over your life, you can realize the freedom of travel, the market, and career, and almost all your ideas can be realized.

Sure enough, this man is a material man. Chu Xia curled his lips. This man's charm is directly proportional to his ambition. His aura also comes from his ability and money. This man's whole body is sexy, with a powerful Confidence and aura, rich, powerful and beautiful, such a man cannot be ignored by others.

"In early summer, not only a man needs to use money to enrich himself, but a woman also needs to be measured by money. A girl with a strong family background has more light in her eyes than a girl with an ordinary family situation. Sometimes This kind of self-confidence is brought by the family, so the power of money is very powerful, and sometimes it can affect the appearance of a person's soul." Fu Beichen took a sip of wine, and the things in his eyes were hard to figure out.

"Then Young Master Fu, do you prefer to live in an apartment or in a mansion?" Chu Xia looked at Fu Beichen and couldn't help but tilt his head to ask.

"Of course I like being in a mansion. You can do anything you want in a mansion." Fu Beichen put down the red wine and stared at the woman in front of him. rosy.

Fu Beichen finished his drink, grabbed Chu Xia, and tore off the black suspenders from the goddess.

What's going on with this man today?Wasn't he a gentleman just a second ago?Why does it look like a demon possessed him this time? Chu Xia wanted to pull Fu Beichen away. Is this drunk man going crazy with alcohol?
"Chu Xia, don't you say you want to be my trash can?" Fu Beichen looked disappointed. After hearing these words, Chu Xia had no other choice. He really wanted to hear Fu Beichen's heartfelt voice, but this time he had to pay for it up!
Fu Beichen's eyes lit up, Chu Xia kept silent, this woman undoubtedly acquiesced, Fu Beichen completely released his depression, and released all his troubles and pressure on the woman in his arms. The two went from the bar to In the bedroom, every corner is full of love bubbles.

It's very cold at a high place. When enjoying something, you should also enjoy the loneliness around you. Fu Beichen is such a person. He has power and ability. He can bear this kind of cold. In Fu Beichen's heart, these things are common. Those who live and die need to be stepped on together.

Fu Beichen is aloof. If he wants to control the Fu Group, he needs to put aside the most important thing, which is to sell his soul and marry a woman he doesn't love, just like Fu Zhengqing.

Fu Beichen's parents were in a commercial marriage. The two were married, but they were just couples on the surface. They both had their own lovers behind their backs. Fu Zhengqing's family did not let down the red flag, and the colorful flags were fluttering outside. He had a foreigner outside. Fu Beichen didn't want such a hypocritical life.

"Thank you! Chu Xia!" After doing his best, Fu Beichen hugged the woman in his arms and fell asleep. Chu Xia saw the man in front of him, as if he didn't know him, because the two of them were not in the same world. For Chu Xia, everything she experienced was a blur.