Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

His nerves suddenly jumped, and Yu Qingluo's attention was drawn to it:

"What skirt?"

Zhong Xiaofang raised her obviously muted phone as a gesture, and Yan Yan took over the conversation:

"It was a high-end dress from a foreign luxury brand. It is said that the price of this dress ranges from one hundred thousand to several hundred thousand dollars. Zhu Nianqing rented the dress to attend the brand's anniversary event. Unfortunately, it rained and it got dirty. She was so scared that she turned pale on the spot. She reacted quickly and joked that 'it is beautiful, but the compensation for this shock is in the six figures.' Young Master Yin happened to be there, so he said that he liked it and bought it."

Zhong Xiaofang seemed to be clueless as to what was going on. She listened with great interest and kept shaking her head:

"I see!"

"Hey, this dress doesn't look special or pretty, except for the long tail that's quite conspicuous. There's not even any embroidery or diamonds on it. It's really expensive. Why don't they just go and rob it?"

“Luxury goods never cheat the poor.”

"If you ask me, rich people are so easy to deceive, what a complete fool. What's the difference between this dress and the cheap studio-style one from a few years ago? The key is the dress, I don't know how many days I can wear it in my lifetime, what can't I buy with a million dollars?"

"It's more than enough to buy a car and a lifetime of clothes without repeating the same thing."

Zhong Xiaofang sighed and lamented, looking as if the money was hers. Her colleagues couldn't help but smile:

"Otherwise, we can only be poor."

"Yeah, I heard that rich people spend tens of thousands on underwear and socks, and they might even be disposable. What's the difference between the plastic hairpins that someone bought for over five thousand last time and the ones we bought as children?"

As Han Jing answered, the hall became more lively. Yan Zi nodded and said:

"So, the rich are not in the same world as us! Comparing yourself to others may make you angry, but think about those people in war-torn countries who have trouble getting enough food and clothing, think about those coolies who have to sleep in the open air under the sun, rain, and snow. Aren't we happy too?"

"That's true."

"Hey, don't be fooled by the glamorous appearance of celebrities. Even if they make a lot of money, they still have to borrow clothes and jewelry, and they don't even have enough food to eat. Isn't it scary enough to be beautiful? Everyone has their own glory and sadness. I don't think Young Master Yin will necessarily spend that money. How can someone who can make money be a fool? They may just say it casually. How many news in the entertainment industry are not adulterated? However, Zhu Nianqing has made a profit from this wave of traffic."

"Yanzi, isn't that your idol? That tone doesn't seem right."

"As for idols, you can idolize one or a group of people. She's having an affair with a married man. I'm afraid that if I continue to idolize her, you will dislike me. I plan to idolize more people in the future."

"Haha, idols can also be backups."

Several colleagues had already turned off their computers while chatting. Yu Qingluo felt terrible as he looked through the intimate photos of the two of them chatting and laughing on his phone.

"Sister Yu, it's time to get off work, aren't you leaving?"

"Luoluo, I've always wanted to treat you to a meal. Today is worse than tomorrow. It's the weekend, so let's do it today. I'll wait for you."

Seeing the smiling faces of his colleagues gathered around the table, Yu Qingluo laughed dryly:

"It's just a small matter, so don't be polite. I have to go back to visit my parents later, so I will work overtime and will not stay with you."

She stood up and waved goodbye to her colleagues while pretending to take a water cup:

"Let's go, we'll meet again later."

Zhong Xiaofang and Yan Zi left, and Han Jing turned back halfway. Regardless of whether she came to accompany her or not, Yu Qingluo was in no mood to pay attention to her. She sat down, flipped through the news, and sent a few messages to Yin Liting.

[Honey, are you coming home today? ]

[Honey, I was wrong]

[I'll make your favorite spareribs, can we talk? ]

[Yuanbao misses you]

After sending the message, Yu Qingluo looked at the time and realized that he had been waiting in front of the computer for almost half an hour.

Knowing that he was not going to reply to her, Yu Qingluo turned off the computer.

Has he really changed?

Is it because of me or is it actually because of her?

She couldn't tell the difference.

She wants an answer!

On the other side, Han Jing stood up almost at the same time as her, and they walked out together. Along the way, Han Jing wanted to treat her to a meal several times. After she absentmindedly agreed to it next week, Yu Qingluo left in a hurry.

……

In the office of the president of Sizong International, Yin Liting did not move for a long time as he flipped through the messages she sent.

At the front, after Fang Yi finished his work report, he habitually said "hmm" without even raising his eyelids.

After closing the plan in his hand and placing it next to him, Fang Yi said:

"Jinli Restaurant, you have an appointment with Miss Zhu for dinner tonight."

"what?"

Yin Liting suddenly raised his eyes and came back to his senses:

"I see."

He rubbed his aching brows, his eyes still on the phone screen, tapped a few times, and finally Yin Liting took his hand back:

This information may become his most beautiful memory in the future.

He couldn't bear to delete it.

"Has there been any result regarding the Seven Stars Club?"

"Although no substantial evidence was captured, based on the clues we found, the most likely person is Pei Junchi's mother."

His eyes widened, and Yin Liting opened his mouth in astonishment:

"Mrs. Pei?"

She was plotting against her own son and a married woman?

If he hadn't suppressed the news on the Internet, Pei Junchi would have been ruined by now. Is she crazy?

"Brother Ting, have you forgotten about Master Qinghu? If Miss Yu hadn't tried so hard to save herself that day and we hadn't happened to catch them, I believe the private photos of the two of them would have been delivered to you accurately."

"Pei's business has encountered problems one after another, Pei Junchi's relationship is not going well, and even Yu Kehuan's previous child has not been saved. The Pei family has lost two talents and is in a mess. I don't know who Madam Pei believed the slander and thought that our success is related to Miss Yu, so she wants to use a trick to snatch her back."

"That day, Pei Junchi was indeed drunk. Someone who knew the details must have taken advantage of it and misled the waiter to trick Miss Yu into coming here in the name of Yu Jingyang. During this period, it passed through many people's hands. The information I finally summarized pointed to an elderly woman. I think she is the most likely one. There are not many surveillance cameras in the nightclub and it is dark at night. I don't have any hard evidence, but she appeared within a kilometer. I really can't think of anyone else except her."

"It's just some low-class woman's tricks. She definitely didn't mean to make a big deal out of it."

With a cold look in his eyes, Yin Liting said:

"She's really dreaming! Let's get a few police officers to come over to find out what's going on and give her a warning, especially in front of Pei Junchi, so that she can learn a lesson."

Let’s see if she dares to think of these evil ways and plot against Yu Qingluo in the future.

"okay, I get it."

His eyes fell back on the phone, and Yin Liting's shoulders slumped again:

"Fang Yi, how many days is it today?"