A flash marriage to a billionaire president, the richest man can no longer hide his identity

"Who eavesdropped on your conversation? You were talking too loudly, and the windows were not closed. Anyone outside would have heard it, okay?"

"Tell me, do you only love money? Is the one you really want to marry a rich prince charming? Do you dislike me? Do you hate me?" Mu Yichen complained angrily, like a child who couldn't get any candy.

Because he had been drinking, his handsome face was slightly red, so he looked awkward and arrogant.

Seeing his angry expression, Xia Fanxing was speechless. "Mr. Mu, what's the big deal? I thought something had happened. How could you be so angry over such a small matter?"

"I just joked with Yuwei. Which girl doesn't want to marry a prince charming? Who doesn't dream of becoming rich? Isn't it normal to joke and brag?"

"Don't you guys also want to find a beautiful, rich girl or marry a princess? Everyone says so, but in fact, they all know in their hearts that in this world, you can only rely on yourself. If you rely on mountains, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. Only relying on yourself can last the longest. Weiwei and I said that just to tease."

"If I really only loved money, would I marry a debtor like you? Such a small thing is worth your anger?"

Xia Fanxing really didn't understand what made Mu Yichen so angry.

"So you don't like luxury houses and luxury cars? I have none of those." He felt depressed when he thought of Xia Fanxing and her friends commenting on his supercar.

He was really afraid that she was a woman like Xu Yaxin.

Once bitten, twice shy.

He no longer wants to be associated with a woman like that.

Xia Fanxing looked at him and said, "I like it. Who doesn't like it?"

"..."Mu Yichen was stunned.

Then Xia Fanxing said, "Who doesn't like beautiful things? But I'm not the kind of person who gets something for nothing. Even if I want these things, I have to earn them through my own efforts instead of expecting others to give them to me. Only when I earn them with my own hands can I feel at ease using them."

As she said that, she took his hand away and said, "I really don't know what you are struggling with. If I were really the kind of woman you said, we wouldn't be living under the same roof today. Wouldn't it be fine if I just married that idiot, or found a rich second-generation guy in school to marry?"

"Rich second generation?" Mu Yichen narrowed his eyes in confusion.

Xia Fanxing smiled and blinked at him, "Yes! It's the rich second generation. Let me tell you, when I was in college, I was very attractive. Several rich second generations from well-off families confessed to me and said they wanted to marry me. They didn't care about my family or whether I had money or not."

"If I really loved money, I would have been married a long time ago. How could you be the one?"

"So I think you just don't know how to appreciate your blessings. You have such a good wife but you are still not satisfied. You are still daydreaming. You are just worrying about nothing."

Looking at Xia Fanxing's open-minded and optimistic look, Mu Yichen was suddenly stunned.

She didn't seem to take his words to heart, and she always emphasized that she wanted to rely on herself and didn't want to rely on others.

This kind of independent thinking is different from Xu Yaxin's dodder, which only wants to rely on others to survive.

Is she really not the kind of woman like Xu Yaxin?

Did he misunderstand her?

Just thinking that he might not be the prince charming in her mind, he felt depressed, as if blocked by a ball of cotton.

Seeing that Mu Yichen had nothing to say, Xia Fanxing stopped being aggressive.

She walked to the dining table and said generously while cleaning up, "Okay, I'll just assume you were drunk and not bother with you."

"But." She raised her head and looked at his face seriously. "You are still very handsome. Don't underestimate yourself. You should know that you are a handsome guy. How could I dislike you?"

This guy is so handsome without even realizing it.

If this kind of appearance is not handsome enough, then there are no handsome men in the world.

After saying that, she carried the dishes into the kitchen and placed them in the sink.

Mu Yichen didn't want to talk to her about her appearance, so he followed her in and changed the subject, "Did you finish your work at the Song family's engagement party today?"

He had just heard them talking about him outside the door, and he wanted to know how much they knew about him.

Xia Fanxing squeezed a drop of dishwashing liquid into the sink, and while washing the dishes, she said happily, "Of course it's done. Not only did we complete the work, we did it very well. The editor-in-chief just said that Weiwei and I's bonuses have stabilized."

"Oh? So good? Congratulations, it went so smoothly."

"It wasn't that smooth actually. Something went wrong in the middle."

"What's wrong?" Mu Yichen was puzzled.

Xia Fanxing nodded. "When we sneaked in earlier, I secretly took several photos of the newlyweds, sent them to the editor-in-chief, and quickly deleted the photos from the album."

"We quickly completed the task, and just when we were about to leave, that annoying Chu Mengxue showed up. She exposed us as reporters in public, and slandered... oh no, pointed out that we must have secretly photographed the new couple, and asked Song Jinghan to check our phones."

"Luckily, I was prepared and deleted the photos early, so they didn't find anything. But Chu Mengxue still didn't give up and insisted on checking our invitation."

"Do you know how nervous I was? Because the invitations for Weiwei and I had someone else's name on them. If I took them out in public, it would definitely be exposed."

"Just at this time." Xia Fanxing stopped washing dishes in mid-air, smiling, "Song Musheng, the eldest son of the Song family, suddenly came over and said that he invited us. He also gave Tianyi Media exclusive rights to report on tonight's engagement party, asking us to report on the Song family. He helped us out."

"Mr. Song suddenly showed up to help us. Chu Mengxue was so angry that she had nothing to say and left the hotel early."

"If Mr. Song hadn't been here, we would have been in big trouble tonight and wouldn't have been able to complete the mission."

At the end of his speech, Xia Fanxing let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing her praising Song Musheng so highly, Mu Yichen's face darkened again.

"Do you know Song Musheng?"

When did this woman get to know someone like Song Musheng?

Xia Fanxing: "I don't know him. I was just walking too fast at the hotel entrance and accidentally bumped into him. We met face to face."

"I didn't expect him to help us. Not only that, he also sent me Song Jinghan and Xu Yaxin's engagement photos. Those photos were retouched and much better than the ones I took secretly. He is such a good man."

As she said this, she chuckled and continued washing the dishes.

She was so busy lamenting that she had met a good man that she didn't notice that the man next to her was already jealous and cold.