Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

Six years later.

"President, the white rose and chestnut cake you want are ready."

Yu Zichu looked at the president who was dressed in a black suit, breathing air-conditioning all over his body, sitting at his desk as busy as a robot, and sighed silently in his heart.

Since his wife left, the president seems to have changed.

Think of yourself as a robot, working like crazy day and night.

His temper is cloudy and unpredictable.

Talk less than six years ago, as long as you get within three steps of the president, it's as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

In the past six years, only when facing Young Master Yi'an, the CEO would show some smiles on his face.

Qin Beilian got up from the desk, and reached out to take the white rose and chestnut cake prepared by Yu Zichu.

"Yu Zichu, I leave the company's affairs to you. Before five o'clock this afternoon, no one is allowed to disturb me."

"Yes, President."

Yu Zichu glanced at the back of Qin Beilian who was leaving with a large bouquet of white roses, and hurriedly answered cautiously.

Today is March [-]th, the anniversary of my wife's death. Every year on this day, the CEO has to go to the cemetery in the suburbs to accompany his wife. If I disturb the CEO today, I'm afraid he doesn't want to work in the Qin Group!But at seven o'clock tonight, there is another important dinner that the president needs to attend in person. As the special assistant beside the president, I must remind him.

Feeling the pressure, Yuzichu added a sentence: "President, at seven o'clock tonight, President Luo of the Brilliant Group will hold a dinner at the Four Seasons Hotel. You must attend in person."

Suburban cemetery!

"The tomb of my beloved wife Yu Shutong."

A white and slender jade hand gently caressed the cold marble tombstone.

What an ironic name!

"Xiao Yu'er, are you really planning to do this? Have you really thought about it?"

Yu Qingya looked at the woman standing in front of the tombstone with a sexy figure, an enchanting face, and a fairy-like beauty, her eyes were full of love for women.

"In the past few years, have you forgotten how much suffering and suffering you have suffered? You have finally let go of your feelings for that man. If you get closer to that man again, just in case"

"Qingya, you don't have to be so nervous, I'll be fine."

The woman withdrew her gaze from the cold tombstone, turned around and held Yu Qingya's hand, her eyes were full of firmness.

"Little Xingxing is already six years old. I can't wait any longer. For Little Xingxing, I have to do this. My love for that man has been completely swallowed up by the cold sea water when I was pushed into the sea six years ago." clean."

boom!
A familiar figure broke into Qin Beilian's eyes unexpectedly.

Qin Beilian's pupils dilated severely, and the chestnut crisps and white roses in his hand fell with a bang on the green brick road in the cemetery.

"Tongtong, is Tongtong you?"

Seeing the figure descending the steps on the other side and gradually walking towards the gate of the cemetery, Qin Beilian chased after it like a wild beast, stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's arm, and shouted Yu Shutong's name excitedly .

The title Tongtong made the woman with her back to Qin Beilian twitch her lips slightly, and a glimmer of success flashed in her eyes.

That's right, she is Yu Shutong, the Yu Shutong who loved the man behind her so much that she lost herself six years ago, and was pushed into the sea by the man behind him after ordering her bodyguards.

She didn't die, she came back with a different face to collect debts from the man behind her.

"Sir, you've got the wrong person, I'm not Tongtong."

Yu Shutong turned around, and an extremely glamorous face came into Qin Beilian's eyes.

Qin Beilian looked at Yu Shutong's exquisite facial features, and the excitement in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Not his wife Yu Shutong.

His wife, Yu Shutong, is not as beautiful as the woman in front of him, and his eyes are not as sharp as the woman in front of him.

"Sorry, I mistook the person."

The extremely glamorous face made Qin Beilian ignore Yu Shutong's aura.

He let go of Yu Shutong's arm with a desolate expression, and took a big step back as if he had been hit, before turning around and walking to pick up the white roses and chestnut cakes that fell on the bluestone road.

Yu Shutong and Yu Qingya watched from a distance as the man carried a large bouquet of white roses to the tombstone.

"Little Yu'er, Qin Beilian actually knows that you like white roses."

A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Qingya's eyes.

The surprise in Yu Shutong's eyes was more obvious than Yu Qingya's.

She lived with Qin Beilian for two years, and Qin Beiliao didn't even give her a dog's tail flower, and she never told Qin Beiliao what flower she likes.

"So what if I know, it's just for the sake of my own conscience."

Yu Shutong quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes.

"Qingya, let's go back, we have to attend the party held by the senior brother tonight."

"That's right, that's right, belated confession is more contemptible than grass, little fish, don't waver."

Worried that Yu Shutong's heart would be shaken, Yu Qingya hurriedly agreed, and followed Yu Shutong out of the cemetery.

"vomit!"

Arriving at the parking lot outside the cemetery, Yu Qingya was about to pick up her car, but she just took two steps towards her parking lot when she heard Yu Shutong gagging behind her.

"Little fish, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Qingya hurriedly stopped, turned around and walked to Yu Shutong's side, supporting Yu Shutong nervously.

"Is it because I didn't eat at noon and my stomach feels uncomfortable?"

Yu Shutong looked at his right arm, recalling Qin Beilian's touch just now, his stomach felt a chill and twitched.

"I'm fine, it was the man's touch that made me sick."

Seeing that her face quickly returned to normal, Yu Qingya breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at her with a frowning expression.

"Xiao Yu'er, just now Qin Beilian just pulled you and made you sick to the point of nausea and vomiting. How can you get close to Qin Beilian with your appearance, and how can you make Qin Beilian fall in love with you?"

"For the little star, I will work hard to overcome."

Yu Shutong clutched his chest and sat in Yu Qingya's passenger cab, looking at himself with a slightly pale face in the endoscope, with a wry smile on his lips.

If she had felt such disgust at Qin Beilian's touch earlier, maybe there wouldn't be so many things.

"Little Yu'er, are you sure it's because that scumbag Qin Beilian touched you that you became disgusted like that?"

While holding the steering wheel, Yu Qingya glanced excitedly into the passenger cab.

Yu Shutong leaned on the back of the chair, as lazy as a noble cat, and replied casually: "Yes and yes."

"I can rest assured that."

An evil smile flashed in Yu Qingya's eyes.

"Use your current face to seduce Qin Beiyi, make Qin Beiyi fall in love with you deeply, and if you dump that scumbag hard, let that scumbag taste what it's like to be abandoned by the one he loves. "

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Yu Zichu, who was waiting for the flowers to fade several times in the company, hadn't seen Qin Beilian's figure yet, so he had no choice but to call Qin Beilian's private number bravely.

After the phone rang a few times and connected, Yu Zichu bit the bullet and asked: "President, when will you come back? It's only one and a half hours before the dinner held by President Luo of the Brilliant Group. Cooperation, and Mr. Luo is very fond of this project, it is said that in order to guarantee the box office, Brilliant Group invited the international gold medal screenwriter Yu Manhua to write the script."