I was kidnapped by the boss to get married

Every piece of porcelain lies quietly on the wooden shelf. As long as the customer makes it, An Chen will arrange them neatly. These porcelains seem to be small objects that can talk, and each piece is engraved with the name of the owner. Happiness or joy, they are like a kind of silent narration, and those who are interested can feel a kind of magic.

"What's the matter, Boss Chu, didn't you ask for leave this morning?" An Chen showed his white teeth and made a cold joke.

If there is no special event in the early summer, he will basically spend time in the pottery workshop every day. This morning, I don't know what caused this person who loves work so much to delay his time.

"Don't laugh at me, An Chen, I really can't get away temporarily because of something, this time is really thanks to you!" Since the opening of the pottery workshop for two months, An Chen has not received any salary, Chu Xia feels that I feel a little sorry.

"Pottery Workshop, you have made a lot of money in the past two months, why don't you just settle the accounts and take some of the money you should get!" Chu Xia sincerely suggested, after all, most of the people who opened this shop at that time were An If you invest in the morning, you should get part of the profit.

"Chu Xia, you are too polite. Now the pottery workshop has not earned back its capital, and now is not the time to divide the accounts!"

"As long as the pottery workshop makes money, it won't be too late for us to divide it up!" Now An Chen's Mandarin is getting better and better, and the boy's temperament is no longer European and American, but like a native Chinese boy, with a demeanor. It has also become more flexible.

Talking about money really hurts feelings, Chu Xia thought about it, since An Chen didn't want to settle accounts, it wouldn't be too late to split up when the pottery workshop's business was better, a boy like An Chen didn't care about it at all, But his mother, Fu Zhengxi, was a very mean woman. Chu Xia couldn't figure out why such an extreme mother gave birth to such a well-behaved son.
Chu Xia packed some things and was about to go to the second floor to clean up. A woman pushed open the door and rushed in aggressively. The woman grabbed An Chen's neck and started yelling.

"You brat, I told you to go back and learn how to run a business. You didn't learn, but instead opened such a dilapidated store here with a dishonest woman. Are you having a convulsion?" Fu Zhengxi's face flushed with anger, like a A sloppy woman, her movements are neither light nor heavy.

"Mom, please don't be like this, pottery workshop is obviously a very creative shop, don't make my dreams worthless, can you?"

An Chen's eyes were full of heartache. He didn't know why his mother, who had always been gentle, had turned into a hysterical look after he went to college. This was not the gentle mother he remembered at all.

An Chen remembered that when Fu Zhengxi and An Muping first moved to the United States, she was a very reasonable woman who didn't speak loudly. Why has Fu Zhengxi become like this instead of being a socialite these years.

An Chen looked at his mother with a strange look, as if he had never known this woman before.

"My dear son, listen to your mother." Fu Zhengxi's voice trembled, and he grabbed An Chen's shoulders with both hands.

"This store is nothing, why don't you go to Fu's Group to find a job?" Fu Zhengxi calmed down, and began to persuade him.

Now Fu Sinan has become the executive president of the Fu Group, and Fu Beichen will soon return to the Fu Group to inherit the family business. If An Chen doesn't go back, relying on Fu Zhengxi's status in the Fu family, An Chen might not even be able to touch a department manager. superior.

There was a fierce light in Fu Zhengxi's eyes, as if Fu's was a huge piece of fat, and he couldn't eat a single bite if he was late.

"Mom, why do you still want to influence my affairs now? I don't like the intrigue in the mall at all, I can't learn those things in the business field, and I don't have the ability!" An Chen broke away from the woman's hand. Hands, spread out in front of him, looking helpless.

"Since I have chosen to open a pottery workshop, I will not give up easily. Mom hopes that you will not interfere with my freedom and choice in the future, okay!" An Chen shouted loudly, breaking free from Fu Zhengxi's siege, as if One more minute of contact means one more minute of shackles.

"An Chen, are your wings so stiff now that you don't even listen to what your own mother says?" Fu Zhengxi saw that An Chen refused to give in, so he planned to break the pot and use various moral norms to kidnap and tie up his son.

Chu Xia heard the quarrel between mother and son, and stopped. The woman didn't want to meet Fu Zhengxi, and was going to hide on the second floor, but she heard Fu Zhengxi's voice going upstairs.

"An Chen, you don't want to give up the pottery workshop. Is it because of that woman in Chu Xia? Now Chu Xia is your cousin. Why do you like such a woman?" Fu Zhengxi loudly reprimanded An Chen, but the boy remained silent. .

An Chen likes herself?Chu Xia was a little confused.

Chu Xia has always regarded An Chen as a like-minded partner, and getting along with An Chen is also very happy, but Chu Xia has never had feelings for An Chen beyond friendship. I don't know when An Chen likes me What about?
Was it the first time we met in the Fu-style old house, or was it that chance encounter on the street?
The boy An Chen is like a mystery now, and he can't understand it in early summer. For a boy as good as An Chen, almost no girls can stop his charm. Such a boy is so good, there should be no shortage of girls around him. Children like it, and girls with artistic atmosphere are more suitable for him.

"Chu Xia, come out for me!" Fu Zhengxi yelled, and came to the second floor. Chu Xia was still holding some pottery, and was about to wipe it, but Fu Zhengxi overturned it.

Fu Zhengxi grabbed Chu Xia's collar and aggressively questioned the petite girl.

"Chu Xia, you bitch, seduce Fu Beichen, but also harm An Chen, what do you care about?" The old woman's eyes lit up, like Rong Rong, wanting to punish this girl.

Chu Xia was a little overwhelmed. It's okay for a girl to swear at others, but it's still rare for a girl like Fu Zhengxi to do it directly with real guns.

"Mom, what are you talking about? This has nothing to do with Chu Xia, okay?" An Chen followed Fu Zhengxi up the stairs, blocking Chu Xia and stopping in front of Fu Zhengxi.

"Actually, let me tell you, I opened the pottery workshop because I have my own reasons. I don't like girls, I like boys!" An Chen's mouth twitched, his expression heavy.

"I opened the pottery workshop just to cover up my sexual orientation!" An Chen shouted loudly.

Chu Xia was stunned on the spot. A gentle boy like An Chen has no shortage of girls to like him. How could he like boys?

Chu Xia wanted to laugh, but seeing An Chen's serious expression, it didn't seem like he was lying. What kind of medicine is this man selling in his gourd?
Fu Zhengxi who was on the side was completely taken aback. How could he have such a liking for his precious son who was so radiant?

Fu Zhengxi originally planned to use An Chen to return to the Fu Group to get a share of the pie. After hearing that An Chen had such a preference, Fu Zhengxi was dumbfounded. He was afraid that he would use the Fu Group's idea, and it would be a mess. Fu Zhengxi is not a vegetarian either. Yes, if the son makes up such a reason, will he be able to stay out of the matter? Impossible!
"You lied! You lied to me! An Chen, you are protecting this woman. What you said just now is not true, is it?" Fu Zhengxi shouted loudly, as if the louder the voice, the more everything would be exposed.

"No, I'm serious. My boyfriend will be here soon. If you're worried, just meet him later!"

"Chu Xia An Chen, what are you doing?" Just as An Chen finished speaking, he heard Gu Meng's voice coming upstairs.

Since leaving Beichen Group in early summer, Gu Meng, a little fan, has come to the pottery workshop every weekend to learn how to make pottery. He said he was doing pottery, but in fact, he also wanted to meet Chuxia, chat with him about Beichen Group, and gain business experience. .

Of course, Gu Meng also has his own thoughts. The pottery workshop is so popular that this little boy also looks forward to meeting the aunt or sister of a certain little boy or girl here, and finding a beautiful girlfriend.

However, this boy didn't know that this time he was going to be the most powerful back-up man in history, and even God froze.

Gu Meng, why are you here?But the current situation is not very good, Chu Xia was about to say hello to Gu Meng, but was preempted by a man's voice.

"Honey, why are you here now? I miss you so much?" An Chen said softly, blinking her eyes, and shouted at Gu Meng, with a charming smile on her lips.

After hearing this, Gu Meng's face turned pale. He wished he could punch An Chen in the face with his fist. Gu Meng is a big straight man. How could he allow An Chen to say this to himself in front of Chu Xia? What about?

Suddenly, Gu Meng's heart went up and down, sharpening his knife and preparing to punch. However, Gu Meng is extremely smart. In the complicated business world, he can judge An Chen's current situation based on everyone's expressions. When An Chen said this, was he insincere, or was he joking?

The most shocking thing was Fu Zhengxi. The woman's face turned pale, and the son he raised since he was a child actually likes men. Is this serious?

The whole pottery workshop is so quiet that the horns of cars on the street can be heard!
Originally, Gu Meng wanted to make a joke, tease An Chen and Chu Xia, and relieve the depressing atmosphere, but seeing Fu Zhengxi standing there in a daze, and Chu Xia's reprimanded eyes, Gu Meng immediately understood An Chen's intention.

Fu Zhengxi regarded Chu Xia and An Chen as a couple, and came here to extract a confession, so this time, he must take the blame for it, but after reciting it, Chu Xia and An Chen must repay themselves well!