After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

He Xun returned the invitation letter to He Yan the next day.

Sealed with wax and sprinkled with gold leaf, the packaging is so exquisite that it really looks like a gift from a sister to a brother who has been reunited for a long time.

He Yan was in a video conference when he received the invitation letter, and almost just glanced at it before asking the assistant to put the things aside.

——The old man of the He family is not stingy with He Yanhui at all, he personally picks some of the mature subordinates and new graduates to He Yanhui, so that he can have a team that is completely his own in China .

He Yanhui is very picky when it comes to employing people, and it is difficult to have too much trust in anyone.After pushing old master He's kindness to the extreme, he picked a little girl who just graduated.

She is not a graduate of a top university, her ability is average, and her appearance is not that of a beautiful secretary in the traditional sense.

But in the final interview, when she couldn't answer the future plan and scratched her head embarrassedly, He Yanhui's heart moved for some reason.

"I don't have any big ideals." The way she spoke seemed to overlap with a figure in her mind, "It's good to do what I'm doing well."

He Yan made her an offer the same day he returned.

The assistant was recruited, but He Yanhui hadn't officially started working yet, and there were not many things to deal with every day. Most of them were dealt with in the first place by himself, and there was almost no work to be handed over to the assistant.

Sometimes when passing by the desk outside the study, He Yanhui would see the little girl lying on the table watching videos bored.

I kept saying "Why is it not updated, how long has it been since there is no new one".

He Yan recalled that there was nothing wrong with a little girl chasing TV dramas, so she went with her.

But she still cared about her work, just like she would sort out the general situation of Xiu and show him the general situation even if she saw that He Yanhui didn't care.

"There may be an interview." The little girl handed in his homework with a serious expression on her face, "What if there is any pitfall!"

He Yanhui laughed dumbfoundedly, took it and glanced at it before putting it down.

He himself doesn't have much knowledge about things like fashion, and of course it doesn't matter to him - his clothes have always been custom-made since he was a child.

As for why he agreed to go to the show, He Yanhui actually didn't quite understand what he was thinking at the time.

How did that word come from? It was a coincidence.

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Ling Su's health has improved a bit recently, and after being raised at home for a few days, his energy level has improved a lot, and he can still go to the shop to wander around and supervise the workers every day.A few friends knew that he was sick through Guan Muzhou, and even organized a group to visit him once.

When Ling Su saw people, he almost didn't feel any strangeness at all, and today he even agreed with Guan Muzhou to come and watch him work.

Guan Muzhou has a lot of fame in the modeling world, and almost all the people who can invite him to the show are big names.This time was no exception, the show was very grand.When Ling Su entered the arena, he even saw many famous movie stars standing in the red carpet area for group photos, and the fans waiting outside were lined up and blocked by bodyguards, forming a thick wall of people.

"Godfather brought you to see the world." Ling Su sat quietly in the corner of the last row, patted her stomach lightly and smiled.

If this child can be born safely, he should be very obedient, Ling Su thought.

Except for the huge reaction after meeting He Yanhui, the child was so quiet that he hardly felt any presence.If he hadn't looked at those real inspection reports and pictures, Ling Su would have wondered if he was carrying a small thing.

But this little thing is also the only relationship between him and He Yanhui.

If it weren't for it, Ling Su would even doubt whether the time when he and He Yan returned existed.

Could it be just his own imagination, could those recorded and photographed things be just his own empty dream.

From the day he separated from He Yanhui, he never opened his camera again.

As if the camera was covered with dust, the past between him and He Yan would be covered and sealed with a layer of cloth.

Ling Su leaned back in the chair, quietly occupying a corner in the lively scene.

The people around have their own excitement, greetings, video recording, he can't talk to anyone, he just lowers his head and chats with his little thing in his heart, discussing with it carefully if there is something else today It's too much noise. After all, your father and I are outside, so it's not easy for people to find out that they brought you here.

After half a day's meeting with Little Things, Ling Su found that he even started to feel a little sleepy in such a noisy place.

At this time, he didn't even pay much attention to the commotion that suddenly started outside the arena. He just lowered his head obediently and tried to doze off with his fingers.

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When He Yan returned to the scene, the reactions of the people around him were even greater than seeing the actor.

Flynn murdered the machine, that's the kind of person I'm afraid.

The Bentley parked in front of the red carpet was low-key and luxurious. The driver in uniform and white gloves bowed and respectfully opened the car door for He Yanhui.

He Yanhui, who was sitting in the car, was actually a little helpless.

He is not a high-profile person. Although he said that his living environment since he was a child was a bit exaggerated compared to others, but when he came back after recovering from illness at home for a while, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

But in the eyes of others, this is not the case at all.

The legs that stepped out of the luxury car were long and straight, and the person who came out after that was wearing a slim black suit with wide shoulders and narrow waist. A long coat on the outside was slightly raised in the wind, making him look extremely stern. Bring a little warmth.

It was raining lightly outside, and the bodyguard who was following him immediately opened his umbrella half a step behind him.

He Yanhui's height is close to 1.9 meters, and he looks very superior even in front of tall bodyguards. When a pair of long legs strode through the crowd, all the photographers on the side unconsciously pointed their cameras at him .

He Yan withdrew his expression, his eyes were alienated and indifferent, in the cold raindrops of early autumn, he just lowered his head slightly and walked forward quickly, his eyes did not give any flashlights around him.

In everyone's lens, this sculptural man is just a perfect scenery, with his head hanging sideways, and the perfect line from the tip of his nose to his jaw is so perfect that he can always be drawn into the picture.

This man walked in the rain without any human touch, as if he was just passing through the world in a hurry.

He Xun, who was standing inside waiting for him, looked at this scene with a smile, and when He Yan walked up the steps, he smiled and said hello to him: "It's great that you can come."

He Yanhui was actually full of regret in his heart, but he just nodded flatly on his face.

"I'll take you around." He Xun said, "It's not interesting to sit down so early."

He Yanhui knew that there were many people in the show, so he nodded in order to make it quiet, leaving the bodyguard and assistant outside, and went in with He Xun.

But as soon as he walked backstage, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.

There were a lot of people in the backstage, and they were in a hurry back and forth. Everyone warmly greeted He Xun, who had come recently, but then walked away immediately.

— except for one person.

From the first second when He Yan came back in, he felt that someone was staring at him.

He didn't like that feeling very much.

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Guan Muzhou is the finale of today's show, and he is the one who attracts the most attention among the models.

But when he caught a glimpse of He Yanhui in the crowd, he completely forgot about the preparations in hand.

The staff next to him kept urging him, his eyes were on fire in such a hurry, but he saw Guan Muzhou calmly put down his things and walked towards the big boss.

The boss often came to inspect the work, and it was not the first time they had met, but they had never seen Guan Muzhou treat her so enthusiastically.

The people who were preparing next to them also glanced curiously, wanting to watch the movement of their top cards.

Unexpectedly, Guan Muzhou passed He Xun expressionlessly, and went straight to He Yanhui who was next to him.

At the moment when everyone didn't see clearly, Guan Muzhou grabbed He Yanhui's collar directly, and immediately punched that man's enviably tall nose bridge.

After the loud muffled sound of two men falling to the ground, the originally noisy backstage fell silent in an instant.

Those holding clothes, brushes, and hair were all staring in the direction of that corner with dumbfounded expressions.

He Yanhui's reaction was quick, but when he tried to block the person's fist, he found that this person had no tricks at all, and beat him purely to vent his anger.

Guan Muzhou's tendons were not trained to look good, he grabbed He Yanhui's collar and threw him to the ground.

The clothes of two people added up to more than six figures of RMB, but they were scrapped and turned into garbage within 2 minutes.

The iron shelf on which the clothes were hung was swaying beside it. After being kicked by Guan Muzhou, it finally couldn't hold back the force, and it fell tremblingly to one side, deformed and crooked into a few pitiful sticks.

And the two people entangled on the ground were fisting to the flesh. Although both of them gritted their teeth and said nothing at all, the sound of their fists hitting the floor alone was enough to make people chill.

He Yanhui was able to fight, but Guan Muzhou was obviously more excited. He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to kill He Yanhui in the next second, and grabbed his collar without even thinking of protecting himself. Just swung He Yan back in the face.

When the bodyguard standing outside the door rushed in, the corner of He Yanhui's mouth was already bloodied by him.

He himself was not much better. When he was torn apart, there was a huge bloodstain on the brow bone, and there were obvious bloodstains on his lips.

He Yanhui was supported by someone, and looked at him fiercely.

Guan Muzhou waved off the hand of the person next to him who was holding him, and sneered at He Yanhui under the eyes of the bodyguard who was facing an enemy: "Don't fucking think you are something, you poor idiot."

He Yanhui pressed his slender fingers on the wound on his lips, and looked at him calmly: "Who told you to come?"

Guan Muzhou raised his head in a bit of embarrassment as his arms were held by two people.He didn't say a word, but everyone present could clearly see the shape of his mouth.

Fuck, you, grandpa.

He Yanhui narrowed his eyes dangerously, politely pushed aside He Xun's hand who wanted to come up to see his injury, and walked forward to Guan Muzhou's side.

He clamped Guan Muzhou's chin with two fingers, his tone was cold.

"Who?"

The assistant gave him information about this person.

He and this person have no social relationship at all.