On the day of the blind date, the billionaire and I had a flash marriage

Li Jinger still resisted.

Lu Zhicheng's sharp eyes spotted red spots on her collar, and his face darkened.

"Jinger, what is this?"

Li Jing'er's eyes flashed with panic, and then she quickly regained her composure: "It's just a mosquito bite."

Lu Zhicheng wanted to say something more, but Li Jing'er frowned, and he subconsciously closed his mouth, fearing that Li Jing'er wouldn't give him the money if he got angry.

After finally enduring it, Li Jing'er went out the next day. Lu Zhicheng followed Li Jing'er with a gloomy face.

Unexpectedly, he entered a bar and his heart skipped a beat.

Li Jing'er and Curly Hair were chatting happily when Lu Zhicheng rushed in and slapped her.

"Okay, you bitch, you're actually here having sex with another man!"

"I said I was on a business trip, but actually I came here to find a man. How do I get the money every month?!"

Li Jinger was stunned.

Curly Mao stepped forward and punched Lu Zhicheng in the face.

"As her husband, you let your wife go out to look for a job with a big belly and you still talk about her like this. Are you still a human being?"

Lu Zhicheng was beaten unconscious and his nose was bleeding.

Li Jing'er was afraid of causing trouble and quickly helped him out.

Before leaving, he cast a grateful look at Curly Hair, and the other party returned a comforting look.

Li Jing'er felt excited again.

Looking at Lu Zhicheng again, he was not only fat now, but also covered with a mixture of dust and blood. He looked dirty. She looked away subconsciously, with a flash of disgust.

Is this the handsome boss she met back then?

As soon as Lu Zhicheng arrived at the hospital and took care of the wound, he angrily cursed at Li Jing'er: "You bitch! You actually work in a place like a bar. Are you deliberately cuckolding me!"

Li Jing'er felt a chill in her heart: "Why did I go out to work? It wasn't just for this family, but you ended up blaming me. Who advised me to find a job in the first place? Who said that I would find a job immediately after I found one?"

Lu Zhicheng had nothing to say, but his heart was still filled with rage.

Li Jing'er looked at him coldly: "Zhicheng, you are so unreasonable and it makes me feel chilled."

She felt like this was the first day she met Lu Zhicheng.

Li Jinger rushed out of the door.

Lu Zhicheng suddenly panicked. He was alone in the hospital. Who would pay for the medicine and registration fee?

He hurried out and found that he didn't pay. He had to pay with the three hundred dollars left in his wallet, feeling a chill in his heart.

People around him were also pointing fingers at him.

"This man is really useless. His wife is working hard to make money outside with a pregnant belly."

"I don't have any conscience to say such things."

The more Lu Zhicheng heard, the darker his face became. When he got home, Li Jing'er had already fallen asleep.

He looked at Li Jing'er and felt an unknown fire in his heart, but he still endured it and took a shower.

When Lu Zhicheng faced the mirror and saw his fat self, he suddenly thought of the yellow-haired curly face he saw in the bar, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Could it be that Li Jinger is unwilling to resign just because the men outside are good-looking?

Lu Zhicheng tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

On the other side, another interview was posted online.

A reporter surrounded Wei Jiaqi and asked sincerely: "Is this the designer Wei who works with Miss Pei Qinghuan?"

Wei Jiaqi nodded with a smile: "Sorry, I don't accept private interviews."

The reporter spoke very quickly: "They are all figures in the industry. Do you think Ms. Pei is involved in plagiarism?"

Hearing this, Wei Jiaqi looked troubled: "Well, it's hard to say. Plagiarism is the most taboo in our industry, and everyone knows it."

He was talking about things left and right, but didn't respond directly.

Such an attitude makes people suspicious, and Wei Jiaqi is a well-known figure in the industry.

The reporter's eyes widened and he became even more excited, feeling that he had discovered the truth.

He wanted to ask something more, but Wei Jiaqi had already waved his hand: "I won't accept the interview."

The video ends here, and the title is given a specious label, making it even more misleading.

Netizens directly sentenced Pei Qinghuan to death.

"I didn't expect it to be plagiarism. I really like her, but I still don't believe it..."

"Do you think the person in front of you is a member of the fan circle? I really like it. At best, he is just an Internet celebrity. Now he has overturned. I wonder how long the sentence for plagiarism will be?"

"It's disgusting. You're so beautiful and it's all wasted. Why are you plagiarizing?"

"Wei Jiaqi is a well-known designer in the industry. Looking at his vague words, it seems that he was blocked by someone, hahaha."

Su Shiling was almost furious when he saw this.

He immediately called for his assistant: "What's going on? Why did Wei Jiaqi say that to reporters?"

This is a cooperation linked to Su's Entertainment. Both prosper and suffer losses. How could he not be in a hurry!

The assistant's face was heavy: "I'll go find him now and ask him clearly. Mr. Su, don't worry."

But the result of the inquiry was that Wei Jiaqi claimed that he didn't say anything and that it was just the imagination of those netizens.

Su Shiling watched the video again. Not a single sentence Wei Jiaqi said was acknowledging, but everything he said indicated that Pei Qinghuan had indeed plagiarized.

He coldly threw his phone on the table: "Does he think that without Pei Qinghuan, he can get Su's cooperation?"

He could see Wei Jiaqi's little thoughts at a glance.

The assistant didn't dare to say anything. He had never seen Mr. Su so angry.