Contract Bride, the power game of misplaced love

An arm was enough to cover half of her face and wrap her whole body in it.

There was no gap at all, just sticking to his breathing!

Xiao Yuheng's voice was a little gentle:

"Li Zhijian, do you want to be my enemy? Can't you just be honest?"

At this moment, something seemed to hit Li Zhijian's heart with a bang!

She couldn't lose her composure, she couldn't lose her composure.

Li Zhijian kept telling herself that she must stay away from him.

You must stay away from him, you must stay away from him.

"Okay, Mr. Xiao."

"Li Zhijian, if you want something, I can help you. Don't ask him."

This guy talks about money all the time. I guess everyone likes money as much as he does.

Li Zhijian put his hands on his waist and said coldly: "What should we do?"

Xiao Yuheng was shocked and looked at Li Zhijian in disbelief: "You just said..."

"Boss Xiao, you don't know that I have already agreed to be with Zhao Yunshan."

Li Zhijian was very proud of his lies. In this situation, lying was easy for him.

Xiao Yuheng glanced at him and clenched his fists, looking like he was going to hit someone.

Li Zhijian looked at him with some disappointment and was very satisfied:

"Boss Xiao, we'll take our leave now."

"Li Zhijian, please go to my office!" Gu Ning said.

"Mr. Xiao, it's okay. I've already said it. I'd rather give it to someone else than have anything to do with you."

He held her arm so tightly that Li Zhijian's forehead was covered with sweat, but she refused to make a sound.

He glared at her and said, "Don't meet him again."

Li Zhijian rolled his eyes:

"I've already told you, he's my boyfriend, do you want to do this?"

Li Zhijian was about to leave, but Xiao Yuheng grabbed her and said sternly:

"You should cut off all ties with him now."

"Why?" the man asked angrily:

"Because I am Xiao Yuheng."

"Xiao Yuheng, you bastard!"

While he was not paying attention, Li Zhijian kicked him and disappeared on the spot.

Li Zhijian moved very quickly, like a hare.

Xiao Yuheng did not follow.

As Li Zhijian walked along, he felt like he was in a dream, and everything that happened before seemed so unreal.

Why does Xiao Yuheng appear in his life again and again? Is it a coincidence or destiny?

You can obviously like her, but you insist on getting into her heart.

Li Zhijian roared to the sky: "You bastard, Xiao Yuheng."

That night, she slept exceptionally soundly, but woke up very late. She only got up reluctantly when the alarm rang.

As soon as grandma saw her, she asked, "Where is Xiao Zhao?"

Li Zhijian wiped the corners of his eyes and said unhappily, "Mother-in-law, the person is gone."

"Why don't you stay for dinner? You are still too naive. Xiao Zhao is a good girl. I didn't misjudge her."

As the sky gradually darkened, Li Zhijian finished washing up and quickly changed into clean clothes. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast before he said to the old lady:

"Then I'll go."

"Zhijian, when can you call Xiao Zhao over? I'll cook for you myself."

Li Zhijian hurried to the company; it was Monday's meeting.

Since that report, people in the company have divided their views on her into two types.

One kind hates her, the other kind worships her.

The two met in the elevator and nodded to each other.

In the afternoon, Li Zhijian took Zhou Qinghe downstairs to have lunch, and the phone rang.

Li Zhijian didn't know who was calling, so he picked up the phone.

Xiao Yuheng's voice was somewhat dissatisfied: "Li Zhijian, why did you take so long?"

Li Zhijian picked up the phone and saw that it was indeed Xiao Yuheng calling. He immediately felt unhappy:

"What's wrong, Mr. Xiao?"

"You want something from me?"

Li Zhijian stood up, walked to the door, and said in a cold tone:

"Boss Xiao, please put these things away. I don't need them."

"Li Zhijian, I'll give you thirty minutes. Come to me."

Li Zhijian winked at Zhou Qinghe and told her to eat by herself.

Xiao Yuheng's action really puzzled her. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Boss Xiao, are you in love with me?"

"nonsense.".

"I really can't understand why you are chasing me? You two seem to be in love, isn't that inappropriate?"

At this moment, Xiao Yuheng couldn't explain why he wanted to see her so much. He leaned back on the soft leather seat and spoke calmly:

"You're worrying too much."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Qian Qi was waiting outside with a stack of documents.

Xiao Yuheng frowned, and Qian Qi replied tactfully:

"I'll come back later."

Li Zhijian was no longer in the mood to argue with him, so she said,

"Boss Xiao, if it's not something important, don't call my cell phone."

"Li Zhijian, give me half an hour. I can forgive the past."

The implication is that if he can't find her, that's another matter.

Li Zhijian was not fooled by his provocation. She leaned against the door and said coldly:

"Then I won't go?"

"That would be troublesome."

With a "click", Li Zhijian hung up the call.

She wanted to know what the outcome would be, and now that she had given it her all, she had nothing to fear.

Zhou Qinghe sat back in his seat and asked with a smile:

"Zhijian, did your boyfriend call you?"

Li Zhijian stammered, "No, no."

"Zhijian, I really admire you. Your novel is so touching. Also, they said before that you were the leading actress. Is that really you?"

Li Zhijian finally calmed down, but Zhou Qinghe's words put her in a desperate situation again.

For a moment, she was speechless.

Just as I was wondering, the editor-in-chief came towards me with a smile on his face.

Zhou Qinghe is the office receptionist. Not long after arriving at the company, she smiled broadly when she saw the editor-in-chief.

Before Li Zhijian could say anything, the editor-in-chief beside him started laughing:

"What are you two talking about?"

Zhou Qinghe was very curious, but she also knew what to do, so she smiled and said:

"Then let's talk about daily skin care products."

Li Zhijian's expression was a little complicated, perhaps because it was Xiao Yuheng who called and the call was too depressing, or perhaps because of what Zhou Qinghe said before, which made her a little unhappy.

The editor-in-chief was also a smart man. He moved a chair over, sat next to the two of them, and asked enthusiastically:

"Zhijian, how have you been lately?"