Mr. He's sweet wife who refuses to marry

Tang Yarui's face turned red after listening to it, and she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "It doesn't count!"

Hao Yubo put away his mobile phone, his eyes were serious and even vaguely chilled: "You want to go back on your word?"

"I was unconscious at the time, and the decision I made had no legal significance at all!".

Hao Yubo leaned back, raised his brows slightly, but spoke with contempt: "Then you can appeal to the Labor Bureau!"

Tang Yarui almost choked on this sentence, how could their contract be put on the table.

The corner of the mouth of the person on the opposite side twitched, but this smile was not friendly at all, and it even made her hairs stand on end.

Seeing that it was too hard, Tang Yarui could only soften her throat, her eyes were full of steam, and she looked very pitiful: "Mr. Hao, can this one really not be discarded?"

"No." Hao Yubo didn't have any room left, he got up and wanted to leave: "Xu Zhenguo's investigation results are out."

Hearing this, Tang Yarui showed excitement, but thinking of the confrontation between the two just now, she felt more uneasy in her heart.

Sure enough, Hao Yubo's next words were: "But I'm in a bad mood right now, so I don't want to give it to you."

Tang Yarui moved the corners of her mouth, really angry and powerless.

After a while, she threw herself into the sofa, complaining from the bottom of her heart: This man is really a cheapskate.

A day later, Tang Yarui squatted at the gate of the community and looked around boredly.

Seeing Song Heng from afar, she immediately shouted excitedly: "Third Brother, I'm here!"

The person in the woods on the opposite side, with a gentle arc on the corner of his mouth, ran over in small steps.

"Third brother, I really trouble you."

Song Heng suddenly reached out and flicked her forehead: "What trouble are you telling your third brother? I have nothing to do today, so I just came to help you."

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the registration point for the Jiangcheng design competition.

After submitting the materials and manuscripts for the preliminary competition, Tang Yarui insisted on treating guests to dinner.

Song Heng flashed a hint of sourness, and the distinction was so clear, isn't it also a sign of clearing the line?

"If you don't agree, I won't dare to ask you for help in the future."

Song Heng smiled helplessly and did not refuse again.

And just as the two left, Xu Zhenguo came down the stairs, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, the woman looked a bit like Tang Yarui.

"Xiao Wang, bring me the relevant materials for this registration."

"Okay, Mr. Xu."

Xu Zhenguo flipped through and saw Tang Yarui's information, and couldn't help but sneer.

Tang Yarui didn't know what happened after she left. At this time, she was telling Song Heng about her plan for the second half of the year - to participate in various competitions, win bonuses, and when she had enough money, she would go to give the big jewelry The company sends a resume.

Song Heng supported him very much and offered to help, but she refused.

The other party is already very busy and tired, if you worry about her affairs, it will be even more tiring.

After the two had dinner, Tang Yarui went back first, and she was going to prepare for the competition.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, she received a call from the organizer.

The manuscript she submitted was of high value and had been directly selected, which made her confused.

"Are you sure?" Didn't it mean that it would take two days for the result?

"Yes, and because your manuscript was accepted, the relevant manuscript fee has been transferred."

At the same time, a text message came in on her mobile phone, and her account was credited [-].

After hanging up the phone, she clenched her fists a little excitedly. Although the five thousand was just a drop in the bucket for medical expenses, it was a good start.

She feels motivated.

"Gao Lan, can you do me a favor?" After 5 minutes, she found Gao Lan.

"Uh, tell me."

When Hao Yubo arrived at seven o'clock in the evening, Tang Yarui greeted him with an unusually bright smile. At this moment, his mood improved a lot.

"You finally recognize your identity." Hao Yubo praised.

Tang Yarui froze, and her joyful heart seemed to have been poured with cold water. She snorted softly and said in a resentful tone, "I don't even know how to say something nice."

"What did you say? Make it louder." Hao Yubo's eyes showed a trace of doubt, the other party's voice was too low, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"I'm saying, your employees must be very strong psychologically." Tang Yarui amplified her voice.

"You're right." Hao Yubo agreed, but his voice was taken for granted: "There are no useless people around me."

"So I'm also very useful to you?" Tang Yarui was taken aback for a moment, her expression was a little strange and there was a trace of bewilderment.

When she first signed the contract, she thought that the other party took a fancy to her beauty and body, but until now the other party has not had a substantive relationship with her, which completely confused her.

"Of course." While speaking, Hao Yubo went to the dining room and sat down, and his posture relaxed accordingly: "Your purpose is to sleep with me."

If it was just at the beginning, she might have misunderstood, but now she knows that the other party's words don't have any deep meaning.

Is this person not yet weaned?Need someone to accompany you to fall asleep!

So this seemingly shrewd and powerful CEO Hao Da is just a poor and cute baby in his heart!
When Hao Yubo glanced over, he noticed that Tang Yarui looked strange, and he frowned quickly: "What kind of eyes are you? Don't you agree?"

"My eyes don't make any sense." Tang Yarui tried to widen her eyes.

"I'll serve the food." Not giving the other party a chance to speak, she ran away without a trace.

After a while, she brought a bowl of noodles and put it in front of Hao Yubo, and started eating without saying a word.

After Hao Yubo ate two mouthfuls of noodles, his brows were slightly wrinkled: "Gao Lan."

"Sir, what are your orders?"

"The noodles are not strong enough, and the soup is not delicious enough." Hao Yubo showed obvious disgust in his eyes.

Hearing this, Gao Lan subconsciously looked at the person opposite.

Tang Yarui clenched the chopsticks in her hands, and said angrily, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare again, what are you doing standing there?"

Hao Yubo frowned quickly: "Tang Yarui, why are you so angry?"

Pa... The chopsticks in her hand were thrown on the table by Tang Yarui: "The dinner is not good, why don't people say a few words?"

"Don't eat, I'm full." After leaving this sentence, she turned her head and left.

"Tang Yarui."

"Sir." Gao Lan called softly.

When Hao Yubo looked over, she whispered, "The noodles are made by Miss Tang."

Hao Yubo's face was suffocated, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, he wanted to say something but the words stuck in his throat.

For a moment, Gao Lan's voice was the only one in the living room: "Miss, she is very happy today. She said that the manuscript was approved, and I made this to celebrate."

Hao Yubo's face was serious, but there was a trace of guilt in his heart. No wonder Tang Yarui was so excited today, so his performance was like a basin of cold water.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, when he came back excitedly with a perfect test paper, he wanted to make his mother happy, but he didn't want to open the door to see a picture that he would never forget.