Choose me for a flash wedding, I'm super sweet

In the car, the man's brows were furrowed.

"How is she doing now?"

"Secretary Su's face is still a little pale, but she looks much better." Lin Feng answered truthfully, "The president is worried about Secretary Su, why doesn't he deliver breakfast himself?"

"Worried?"

The man said something to himself, motioning for Lin Feng to drive.

Feng Mochen is now the focus of attention from various media outlets, and his meeting with the editor-in-chief of the media naturally failed to hide from the attention of all parties.

Comments on the Internet once again set off an upsurge.

"Feng Mochen went to see the editor-in-chief of the media recently, probably to pave the way for Muyan."

"I heard that Muyan was blocked by someone before, so she didn't have resources for a long time. Now that the relationship is exposed, and Feng Mochen is out, Muyan should be able to return to the screen soon."

"It's indeed a pity actress, her acting skills and appearance are all online, and she didn't know which god she offended back then."

"Regardless of the reasons for being banned, now that Muyan has Feng Mochen's backing, the entertainment industry can go sideways from now on."

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In the hospital, Su Ci crossed Erlang's legs to read the news about Feng Mochen.

Netizens speculated that Feng Mochen went to see the editor-in-chief of the media because of Muyan, and some directors and variety shows have already extended an olive branch to Muyan.

After spending a few leisurely days in the hospital, today is also when she is discharged from the hospital.

It's just that there is still an arm in plaster around his neck.

It was Feng Mochen's arrangement to pick her up.

Su Ci returned to the bedroom from the elevator dedicated to the president, for fear of meeting other people on the way.

At the same time, the assistant has already received an invitation from Feng Mochen, saying that Feng Mochen will come to visit the editor-in-chief tomorrow.

The little assistant didn't know what the purpose of Feng Mochen's meeting with the editor-in-chief of the media was, but he knew it was definitely not for Muyan.

Call Su Ci immediately, "Editor-in-Chief, Feng Mochen's assistant called just now, saying that he will come to visit you tomorrow, whether we will see you or not."

Su Ci, who was brushing her teeth, was so frightened that she almost dropped her toothbrush. She didn't expect Feng Mochen to move so fast, and it would be her turn to see her in two days.

"See you, of course." Su Ci answered vaguely.

At this time, no one would refuse Feng Mo Chen, if she refused directly, wouldn't it be drawing the flames to herself!

"But editor-in-chief, didn't you just get injured a few days ago? If you come back to see Feng Mochen at this time, aren't you afraid of being recognized by him at a glance?"

The little assistant was talking about what Su Ci was most worried about. Normally, she would be able to see Feng Mochen by changing her clothes and putting on makeup, but now she is still wearing plaster, so it can't be such a coincidence. !
However, no matter how worried she was, she could only bite the bullet and see him now.

"Xiaobai, you made the company have to pretend that I have been going to work, that I have been staying in the office or something, anyway, you can't let Feng Mochen know that I haven't been at work recently."

"okay!"

"Also, listen to my instructions tomorrow morning. You wait for me in the parking lot next to Feng's in advance, get your things ready, and buy me a thinner windbreaker by the way!"

When the little assistant heard the order, she immediately understood what Su Ci meant. She wanted to use clothes to cover the cast on her arm.

"I promise to do it, editor-in-chief, don't worry."

After Su Ci explained and hung up the phone, her heart was still beating wildly.

At night, Feng Mochen returned to the bedroom.

Su Ci carefully handed him a glass of water, "Mo Chen, you have worked hard recently."

The man took the water with some surprise in his eyes, "I'm fine, how is your hand injury, I've been very busy recently."

"The doctor said that it will take a while, but it doesn't hurt anymore." Su Ci laughed "hehe" twice, "There are rumors on the Internet that you went to see the editor-in-chief of the media because of Muyan's comeback. The people I met recently, Do you see any clues?"

Feng Mochen's tone paused, and he looked over with eyes like deep pools, "You seem to be very interested in my affairs recently?"

Su Ci panicked, and took a sip of her water glass, "After all, I'm also your wife in name, and now Feng's situation is really bad, I just want to care about it."

"Really?" The man paused and moved closer, "The nominal husband, then your nominal wife, when your husband is hit by various scandals, shouldn't you go out with me without hesitation? Now, show us our marriage certificate, I think this is the best solution."

Su Ci was so guilty that she didn't even dare to look into the man's eyes, so she could only keep laughing dryly.

But she was thinking in her heart that this man has recently announced her marriage relationship more and more frequently, it seems that she really needs to leave Feng Mochen's side early.

Seeing that she became submissive again, the man suddenly felt bored, "I'm tired, go to sleep."

"Oh."

Su Ci slowly climbed onto the bed, not daring to have any interaction with Feng Mochen, until suddenly a pair of hands wrapped around her waist.

Su Ci's muscles tensed suddenly, "Mo... Mo Chen?"

Su Ci was answered by a burst of silence, and the sound of even breathing came from behind his ears.

No way, fell asleep so soon?
"You're pressing on my arm." Su Ci whispered again, but the man's hand didn't move at all.

It seemed that Feng Mochen had really fallen asleep. Su Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that she had gone too far by making this news.

But after thinking about it, this man threatened her by exposing his marriage several times, he deserved to be entangled in scandals!
These few days she has lived more comfortably than ever.

The next day, not long after Feng Mochen left, Su Ci immediately got up and went to the parking lot next door, where the little assistant was already waiting for her in the car.

Su Ci skillfully put on her clothes, her long straight black hair hung down to her waist, revealing her fragile skin, and her pink lips were as attractive as crystal cherries.

The little assistant couldn't help swallowing. Although she had seen Su Ci's true face countless times, every time she saw it, even she, a woman, couldn't help being moved.

"Promise." Su Ci scolded softly, and painted her lips a layer of bright red.

"Well, it looks more comfortable this way."

What Su Ci painted for herself was the makeup of a royal sister, and with this black windbreaker, she had the aura of a high-ranking person.

"No, editor-in-chief, it's only seven o'clock in the morning, and the Feng family hasn't opened the door at this point, why did you just come down from upstairs?" the little assistant asked suspiciously.

Su Ci paused, and lied, "I worked overtime all night yesterday, and I'm almost exhausted now. Drive quickly, or I won't be able to catch up."

The little assistant pursed her mouth, she is still the editor-in-chief, and she can work continuously for 24 hours with injuries.