Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Sheng Juanzhi felt uncomfortable looking at him.

"You and Song Nianhe had a very good relationship five years ago," Si Moli said. "Five years later, you still miss her."

"I……"

"Knock Knock Knock-"

Just when Sheng Juanzhi was about to answer and explain, there was a knock on the door.

Si Moli frowned: "Who?"

"It's me, Ali." Shen Yiyue's voice came, "Can I come in?"

"Do not……"

"Come in, come in!" Sheng Juanzhi had already answered for him.

Si Moli killed him with a look.

Shen Yiyue opened the door and was slightly surprised when she saw Sheng Juanzhi: "Senior Sheng is here too."

She quickly reacted: "Did I disturb you? It doesn't matter, I'll leave now, you can continue chatting, continue."

With that said, she turned around and left.

"No need," Sheng Juanzhi called her, "Mr. Si and I have almost finished talking. It's time for me to leave."

Before leaving, Sheng Juanzhi glanced at Si Moli and said, "Please consider my proposal carefully."

After saying that, he strode away, completely ignoring Shen Yiyue and walking straight past her.

Si Moli leaned back on the sofa and pulled on his tie.

His face was a little gloomy.

There was silence in the office as well.

"A Li," Shen Yiyue softened her voice and gently sat next to him, "What are you talking about with the senior?"

Si Moli said with a cold face: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to give you a ticket." Shen Yiyue said, taking out a VIP ticket for the concert from her bag, "I have a performance tonight, and I really hope you can come and watch it."

She rarely gives recitals in the country.

Many venues and organizers invited her, but she declined them all.

But this time in Sicheng, she agreed very readily.

"Not interested." Si Moli didn't even look at it, "Give it to someone else."

Shen Yiyue's hand froze in mid-air, holding the ticket stub, not knowing whether to continue handing it over or taking it back.

After a while, Shen Yiyue said: "Ali, just come and take a look, even if you just sit for a while and listen to a piece of music."

"I told you I'm not interested."

"But, I'm holding this solo concert just for you." Shen Yiyue looked at his stern side face, "If you don't come, no matter how successful my performance is or how well I sell the tickets, it's of no use."

With Shen Yiyue's popularity and professionalism, her tickets are very easy to sell. Once on sale, they were sold out in just a few minutes.

It’s easier to sell than many singers’ concert tickets.

But in Si Moli's eyes, it was nothing.

He was dismissive.

For five years, Shen Yiyue has been trying to make her presence felt in front of him, trying hard to play the role of a gentle, virtuous and good-tempered woman, but it is of no use at all.

Si Moli only treated her with indifference and use.

He does not reject her appearing in front of him, because he still has to interact with her, so that Song Nianhe will give up and not rekindle her ashes.

But every time, Shen Yiyue was disappointed.

Shen Yiyue became a little discouraged after many times, but when she thought that she had been staying with Si Moli for year after year, and at the age of thirty, she became an older leftover girl, and it was difficult to marry.

Where else could she find a man as good as Si Moli?

Shen Yiyue looked downcast and accidentally glanced at the documents on the table.

The word "Yinian" caught her eyes.

"Isn't this the skin care brand founded by Song Nianhe?"