After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

He Qiaonan raised his eyebrows indifferently, sat back on the sofa and started busy with his work.

The two of them were busy with their own business, and the atmosphere returned from the ambiguity just now to as calm as water.

Occasionally, a nurse would knock on the door and come in to check the ward or deliver medicine. When she saw the two people in the ward with their heads down and focused on the work at hand, their eyes would uncontrollably look at them a few more times, and then quickly look away.

Half an hour later, Shangguan Yu put down his computer, stretched his cervical spine, and looked at the busy man on the other side of the sofa.

His fingers kept typing on the keyboard, and he flipped through the information at hand from time to time. Then a call came in. A call could last at least twenty minutes, or even longer.

"At one o'clock in the afternoon at the latest, I will revise it and send it to your email."

He hung up the phone, put the documents aside, and took out the agency contract and read it carefully.

Shangguan Yu leaned on the bedside and silently watched him working hard.

After a long time, He Qiaonan suddenly raised his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said jokingly: "How about my face? Does it meet the standards of your future husband?"

Shangguan Yu snorted, knowing that he was currently busy with work and would not come to torment her. He pretended not to care and turned to admire the scenery outside the window, and answered perfunctorily: "I'll just do it."

Hearing this, the man slightly narrowed his dark eyes, which were hidden under the lenses, making it difficult to see the depth.

The corners of his mouth curved, and he looked towards her with a half-smile: "The next best thing?"

His final pronunciation was slightly heavier and his pronunciation was unusually clear. It could be felt that he was not satisfied with the answer.

"Lawyer He no longer has confidence in himself?"

Shangguan Yu pretended not to notice his change and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"The word 'no confidence' does not exist in my dictionary."

He Qiaonan hummed softly and squeezed out a single syllable from his nasal cavity. He stopped struggling with her on this topic and returned to work.

Maybe it's because I haven't been to the law firm these days, so the workload has piled up.

Apart from eating and carrying Shangguan Yu to the bathroom, he hardly had any free time, and he didn't even have time to drink a glass of water.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the evening when Fu Lingheng sent Cheng Yang to pick up an important document that he could take a short rest.

After looking at his watch, he stood up and stretched his muscles. He spent the whole day busy.

......

As night falls, the city lights dim and the roads are full of traffic.

The Bentley drove into the noisy bar street, turned the steering wheel, and parked steadily into the dedicated parking space at the entrance to the banquet.

After recognizing the serial number plate, the young people greeting guests at the door did not dare to neglect for a moment. They came up to greet him one after another, bowed at 90 degrees and shouted in unison: "Mr. Fu."

Fu Lingheng responded indifferently and strode straight to the infield.

Passing through the bar lobby, it was no different from before. When seeing this face, there were still many beauties dressed in coquettish and sexy clothes who took the initiative to approach and strike up a conversation.

Unfortunately, even if they took off all their clothes on the spot, they would still receive a cold warning in return.

"Hey, Mr. Fu, I have come to the banquet many times and never met you. Today is a rare occasion. I wonder if I would be honored to have a drink with you?"

Fu Lingheng paused slightly and turned his eyes towards the person who spoke. His expression was dull and his voice was cold: "Who are you?"

He had no impression of the person in front of him at all. Usually when he came to the bar, he would occasionally bump into someone who rushed over to start a relationship with him.

However, they were all forced back by his cold aura.

The man was obviously a little embarrassed. He hurriedly pushed away the PR lady who was holding his arm affectionately. He stepped forward in three steps and said with a smile: "It's normal for Mr. Fu to forget the facts. I was the contractor of the previous development project in the old city. One of the businessmen, Zhao Dahu, was causing trouble in the old city at that time, and it was I who informed you."

Fu Lingheng frowned and thought for a moment. It seemed that such a person did exist, but he had no impression of him at all.

Although he had no impression, since he took the initiative to say hello, he couldn't be too overwhelming: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhao."

He nodded, his attitude always distant and polite.

Hearing the name 'Mr. Zhao', Zhao Dahu immediately burst into laughter and flattered him: "Mr. Fu, just call me Xiao Zhao. What do you call me 'Mr.'? What a blessing. I just opened a bottle of good wine. You Can I give you a face?"

Fu Lingheng pulled her lips indifferently and declined politely: "Sorry, I have an appointment with some friends tonight."

He paused for a second and glanced at Bai Mao, who was leaning on the bar counter to the left and flirting with a girl. His thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He casually summoned a younger brother and said, "Ask Baimao to deliver a bottle of wine to Mr. Zhao's booth. In addition, his table Get that bottle and give him a free bill."

"Okay Mr. Fu."

The younger brother nodded in understanding and immediately went to convey the message.

When Mr. Zhao saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little flattered. He quickly waved his hand and said politely: "Oh Mr. Fu, not only did you give me a free meal, but you also gave me a drink. How can you do that? How embarrassing."

Having said that, I actually felt happy in my heart.

The prince of the Fu family has such a distinguished status that he can actually look up to a small person like him. Let alone a bottle of wine, he would drink it happily even if it was a glass of water!

Zhao Dahu was secretly happy and was about to take the opportunity to continue to curry favor, but he saw that Fu Lingheng had already walked away, leaving only his back, unhurried, calm and proud.

Bai Mao saw the big boss who hadn't come for a long time and left the girl behind the bar. He followed him enthusiastically and helped him press the elevator: "Mr. Fu, you haven't been here for a while. Brother Chuan should be waiting for you at 5403. I'll take you there." Go up."

"No, just take care of the inner court. I'll call you if necessary."

"Yes, Mr. Fu, please walk slowly."

Bai Mao leaned over and waited until the elevator door closed before leaving.

......

The elevator went straight to the top floor, and Fu Lingheng came to box No. 5403 by familiar means.

Opening the door, there was smoke inside, and the smell of smoke was pungent.

Fu Lingheng frowned and waved his hand, signaling everyone in the room to disperse.

When a woman in a fiery red suspender dress saw him appear, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She stood up and wanted to throw herself into his arms. Her coquettish voice was disgusting: "Mr. Fu, why has Mrs. Fu been officially announced?" , why don’t you come to the night banquet?”

The woman is beautiful, with exquisite makeup and a curvy figure. She was the female publicist who used to serve Box 5403.

Fu Lingheng's face was cold, and he moved away without leaving any trace, but he never thought that the woman would not give up, pretending to sprain her feet, and rushed straight towards him. The lipstick rubbed against the cuffs of his suit, leaving a stain.

Fu Lingheng's frown deepened. He wiped his sleeves with a tissue in disgust and shouted coldly: "Get out!"

The woman was startled, her seductive look suddenly froze on her face, her pupils trembled, and she sobbed softly.

Normally, he has a cold face with no superfluous expression on his face, and his aura is full of oppression.

At this time, as his expression changed, the surrounding air pressure gradually decreased, and almost everyone did not even dare to take a breath.

The people standing next to her couldn't help but sweat for her. Now that it was over and she had offended Mr. Fu, how could she still survive in H City?

She always abides by her duties and is the most beautiful female publicist in their place and the one who knows how to please the customers.

I don't know where I went wrong today, but I dared to do something that offended my boss.

"Ask the foreman tonight to pack up and get out with you!"

Fu Lingheng said in a disgusted tone. He sat in the middle of the sofa, crossed his long legs on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette. A blur of white mist enveloped his cold and formidable face, making it difficult to see clearly.

Xiangchuan hummed a little tune and pushed the door in from the outside. Looking at the crowd of people, he was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "Damn it, why are you PR ladies here? I didn't ask you to go to 5404 Are you waiting for Mr. Sheng of Huayu Group?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other. Is it difficult to mishear the numbers 3 and 4?

Why did the female publicist who actively threw herself into her arms convey the message: [Brother Chuan wants us to wait in private room 5403, no mistake? 】

The crowd dispersed like frightened birds and bees, leaving only the female publicist who was crying and trembling. She was picking her fingers at a loss and apologized tremblingly: "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry... I'm dizzy." Already..."

"I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Fu Lingheng lazily raised his eyelids and flicked off the cigarette ashes. He even smoked half a pack of tissues but couldn't wipe off the lipstick stain. He was so irritated that he scolded Xiang Chuan in a blink of an eye: "Is your kid sick? You said you wanted to have a drink with me alone, why don't you give it to me?" Why are you looking for people in this room?"

The corners of Xiangchuan's mouth twitched, and he felt unjustly: "No, how did I know that these people can't understand human speech, so they came here!"

"You fucking want to kill me!"

Xiangchuan kicked the people out and the box returned to silence.

Seeing that my brother was suffering from mysophobia, he took a tissue and rubbed it there hard. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If it gets dirty, just throw it away. Anyway, you had some pungent and unpleasant perfume in the past, so why don't you just throw it away?"

"My wife bought these clothes for me. If I throw them away, do you think I can still enter the house at night?"

Fu Lingheng's anger level was full, his eyes gradually turned red, and his condensed eyes looked cold.

Throw him away as a person, not even this suit!

He threw half of the tissue in his hand into the trash can, raised his eyebrows, and squinted at Xiangchuan: "I'm so full that I asked you to go out for a drink, and I go back with this lipstick stain on my face. What do you think will happen to me?"

It's not as simple as kneeling down and admitting his mistake. Maybe his wife will treat him like a piece of shit and just don't want him.

"Sister-in-law is not such an unreasonable woman. Why don't you explain it to me?"

Xiang Chuan felt his temples twitching. He couldn't be entirely blamed for this. He wasn't there when the lipstick stains rubbed on Fu Lingheng's body, okay?

"Then you also try to make a lipstick mark and tell Ruan Ruan that someone accidentally rubbed it on you?"

He choked and lost his confidence in an instant: "...I don't dare to pull you down."

"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"

Fu Lingheng breaks out in a cold sweat just thinking about the expressionless look on her face when she confessed to Li Fei about bombing Shangguan's house last night.

He had just danced in the minefield and committed another crime in the evening. He probably didn't even have to sleep on the sofa and had to sleep in the guest room.

As he was talking, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

The caller ID flashed with a single word "Fi".

He pinched his eyebrows and pressed the button, suppressed his anger, and said in a gentle voice: "Honey, what's wrong?"

Li Fei's soft voice came through the receiver: "Nothing, aren't you at the banquet? Why is it so quiet over there?"

There was no restless music or the sound of glasses clinking. It was surprisingly quiet.

"Suddenly I'm not in the mood to drink. If you're sleepy, go to bed early. I'll go home right away."

The two of them hung up after a few words. Xiangchuan had just filled up his glass of wine when he saw him getting up to leave: "No, I haven't drunk the wine yet, so I'm going back. Aren't you afraid that your sister-in-law will misunderstand the lipstick stains on your clothes?" ?”

"The worst case scenario, I'll tell you, it was you, a pervert, who was role-playing with me and got involved on purpose."

Fu Lingheng leisurely took off his coat and put it on his arms, drank half the glass of whiskey he poured, and continued to add seriously: "Oh, I suddenly remembered that when I go home at this time, Ruan Ruan is probably still messing around in the living room. Her ball of yarn..."

"Damn it, buddy, your vicious method is not appropriate, is it?"

Xiang Chuan's face turned dark. He never expected that he would use such an outrageous method. "My sister-in-law is not a little girl like Ruan Ruan. How can I believe it?"

"Tsk, you are questioning Ruan Ruan's intelligence, but you said it yourself. I will convey it truthfully. Farewell, future brother-in-law."

Fu Lingheng didn't give him a chance to speak, turned around and left without looking back, leaving Xiang Chuan alone in the same place, confused and confused.

Why did he fall into the pit dug by his brothers without any reason?

"He dug this hole very cleverly! Will the man who is as humble as a loach be replaced by me tomorrow?"