Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

In Fu Zhaochen's office, He Yu opened the blinds and glanced at the public relations team working overtime overnight.

"Boss Fu, the hot searches here are almost overwhelmed, but..."

Fu Zhaochen loosened his tie, and threw his cell phone on the desk, "Just what? He was stammering."

He Yu gave Fu Zhaochen the WeChat, which was the WeChat of Duan Yuhe's manager Xi Li.

He Yu tapped his voice, it was Xi Li's anxious words——Secretary He, Mr. Fu's phone has been busy all the time, I can't get through, let him come and see Yuhe, Yuhe is standing in the heavy rain and refuses to go back... If this continues, she will definitely relapse!

After He Yu finished broadcasting the voice, he carefully glanced at Fu Zhaochen, "Boss Fu, shall I go for you?"

Fu Zhaochen pondered for a moment, "Yuhe is stubborn, you can't persuade her."

After he got up, he told He Yu, "You are Sheng Yiruo's supervisor, and you have her personal information, give her an expert account for tomorrow's respiratory medicine department."

He Yu froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Fu Zhaochen pulled off his suit jacket and left.

In Furongjingyuan, Sheng Yiruo sat at the computer desk and counted the little money left in her hands, and also organized the stolen screenshots of mobile banking and text messages, and she wanted to call the police.

Obviously, Duan Yuhe is inseparable from the mastermind behind this scene.

Sheng Yiruo knew that Uncle Fu said that he instructed people to buy hot searches just to take care of her. How could a person like Uncle Fu do such a thing of buying hot searches and hiring troopers?

Now that the Internet is raging against Yingtian, she has been scolded as a sieve, and all the entries have Duan Yuhe.

Duan Yuhe not only received the traffic bonus but also poured dirty water on Sheng Yiruo's mistress, so the official announcement of buying hot search must have something to do with Duan Yuhe.

"Xiaotu, you told me just now that Duan Yuhe found someone to hack your bank account. I believe that, but I don't understand why she bought you and Fu Zhaochen the official hot search?"

Chen Wanning was taking pictures in the cloakroom, and according to Sheng Yiruo's intention, she would hang all these bags and clothes on second-hand websites and sell them for cash.

Sheng Yiruo came back to his senses, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "She was trying to force Fu Zhaochen to come out and dissolve the marriage, and then made a statement saying that she would never marry me, Sheng Yiruo. In this way...she would have another layer of protection ?”

"From then on, whenever Fu Zhaochen and I share the same frame and appear on camera, then I will be scolded like a sieve just like today."

Speaking of this, Sheng Yiruo thought of Fu Zhaochen's attitude, why didn't he make a statement about the donkey under the slope?Could it be that he really didn't want to explain to his family and wanted her to stand out?

She is in her early years, and she agrees to get married.But she agreed to get married, why is there still no movement from Fu Zhaochen?

Sheng Yiruo couldn't guess what Fu Zhaochen was thinking, and he didn't bother to guess.

Chen Wanning said again, "Little Tu, didn't you ask a wedding company to shoot and make a video on the day of your engagement with Fu Zhaochen? Do you want to release it? This will prove that you are not the third party, and she is Duan Yuhe."

Sheng Yiruo didn't speak, but just looked at Chen Wanning silently.

It was only then that Chen Wanning remembered that Fu Zhaochen did not attend the engagement banquet, but went to celebrate Duan Yuhe's birthday on the yacht. If the engagement video was released, it would be a slap in the face of Sheng Yiruo and the Fu family.

She hurriedly stopped her voice, and was very angry, "Duan Yuhe's green tea is really shameless, little rabbit, we have to find other ways to fight back."

Sheng Yiruo looked at the evidence and nodded, "I have to fight back, but I'm short of money, I'm not strong enough, and I don't have a lot of connections."

Thinking of this, Chen Wanning looked at Sheng Yiruo, apologetic, "Xiaotu, my pocket money is limited, and now I save 10 yuan for you every month, which will be a lot of money after a long time."

Sheng Yiruo got up and came over to hug Chen Wanning, "Lemon, don't be like this, your bar isn't making any money now, so don't worry about me."

She pointed around the cloakroom, "Look at the thousands of miles I still have, and they can all be discounted."

Chen Wanning looked at the cloakrooms of Sheng Yiruo's three big rooms with a bit of pity, "Little Tu, you will be Fu Zhaochen's wife in the future, and all these things are sold. You can accompany him to a dinner party, ceremony or something. There are no decent dresses, do you want to be too shabby?"

Sheng Yiruo raised his eyebrows, and smiled like a rogue, "You also said, I am Mrs. Fu, won't he buy it for me?"

She leaned on Chen Wanning's arm, her face was very happy, "If he doesn't buy it for me, I'll go out and lose his people."

When Chen Wanning was mentioned by Sheng Yiruo, she immediately felt that this was the case, "Now that I think about it, marrying Fu Zhaochen is not a bad thing, at least financial freedom!"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Also Fu Zhaochen is handsome, you can still look at him if you can't touch him, look at the handsome guy prolonging his life!"

At this time, Sheng Yiruo had already started to organize his clothes and bags.

She rolled her eyes when she heard this, "His cold face will shorten his life if he sees it too much."

The pictures of the two tossing and tossing were uploaded to the second-hand idle website, and they didn't fall asleep until late at night.

The next day, the doorbell rang frantically in the early morning.

Sheng Yiruo sat up, glanced at the time, and guessed in his heart that it should be Chen Wanning's breakfast.

Today, the original servants, drivers, bodyguards, gardeners, and cooks of the Sheng family have all been dismissed by Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo wrapped her nightgown tightly and hurried downstairs. Through the video screen, she could only see the man's generous chest and his delicate tie clip.

"Who are you? Stand back!"

Sheng Yiruo followed the instructions on the visual screen, and then coughed again uncontrollably.

Fu Zhaochen didn't stand back, but just said, "Sheng Yiruo, open the door!"

"What are you doing here?"

Sheng Yiruo frowned, thinking in his heart that Fu Zhaochen would come here in person, something must be wrong.

Fu Zhaochen said calmly, "Aren't you going to resign? I'll approve your resignation, and I'll come to serve you."

Sheng Yiruo felt that Fu Zhaochen was not so kind, but what if it was true?

She pressed the lock, "Come in!"

The door opened, and Fu Zhaochen leaned in. The hibiscus trees in the Furong Garden were still lush and lush. He raised his eyes to see the current situation in the garden, and his heart was sour.

He walked to the swing chair and stroked the floating ash on the white swing chair.

Fu Zhaochen suddenly remembered that Sheng Yiruo's sister used to sit here and read a book, and he also sat here and taught Sheng Yiruo physics problems.

At that time, Sheng Yiruo's eyes and heart were all about him...

Chen Wanning was pulled up from the bed by Sheng Yiruo. She and Sheng Yiruo stood in front of the French window and looked at Fu Zhaochen who was standing there in a daze.

She yawned, "Little Rabbit, what do you think King Fu Yan thinks?"

Sheng Yiruo's eyes were red, but his tone was calm, "Do you think the tree falls and the monkeys scatter or the rabbit dies and the fox is sad?"

Chen Wanning, "..."

A while later, Fu Zhaochen saw Sheng Yiruo who was wearing a nightgown but was tightly wrapped up.

He lowered his eyes, "Go upstairs and change your clothes, we'll go to the hospital."

Sheng Yiruo was dumbfounded.

Chen Wanning, who was in the cloud, also looked surprised. She swept Sheng Yiruo's stomach, "Little Tu, you...you won't be pregnant, right?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhaochen wondered in his heart whether Sheng Yiruo's friend was really unreliable, and he couldn't speak more than his head.

He smirked, "Pregnant? May I take the liberty to ask whose it is?"

Sheng Yiruo felt that Chen Wanning was ill, and Fu Zhaochen was also seriously ill.

She glared at Chen Wanning, and then asked Fu Zhaochen, "I'm not sick, why go to the hospital?"

Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo for a moment, and he felt that with her little virtue, if she was asked to go to the hospital for a checkup obediently, she would definitely not go.

He strode up to Sheng Yiruo's side, he leaned slightly and tilted his head to her ear, "Go to the hospital for a pre-marital checkup."

Sheng Yiruo paused slightly, raised his eyes and bumped into Fu Zhaochen's secretive eyes...