Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Han Xiaoye clenched her phone after reading the news link Rarity sent her.

  Fu Zhiyan is going to marry Ji Shuya?

   She picked up her bag and rushed out of the hospital without thinking—

   She is going to find Fu Zhiyan, and she is going to ask him if it is true!

  Han Xiaoye took a taxi and rushed to CT Entertainment. Before entering, they were stopped by security.

   "Miss, please show your work card."

   "I don't have a job card."

   "Sorry, you can't go in."

   "I...I know you, Mr. Fu." Han Xiaoye hurriedly explained, "You can ask him if you don't believe me."

   "Sorry miss, according to our regulations, you can't go in without a work card." The security guard dutifully repeated this sentence.

   She slumped aside, enviously watching people in OL business attire come in and out from time to time.

   "Ah, yes."

  Han Xiaoye seemed to remember something, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the first number in the phone book.

   The phone rustled a few times before being picked up.

"Hey?"

"Hey, Uncle Andy, are you in the company? I'm Ono, and I was stopped outside. If it's convenient, can you come and pick me up?" Fu Zhiyan's secretary, Andy, once helped her make up lessons, and she left a phone call .

   "Okay, wait for me, I'll come right over."

  andy instructed the assistant secretary outside the conference room to guard his position, and then hurried down.

   After a while, the assistant secretary saw that he came up with a young girl. He also reminded gently and carefully, "President Fu is still in the meeting. Miss Han will sit here and wait. I'll pour you a cup of coffee."

"thanks."

After   andy poured her a steaming cup of coffee, he stood outside the conference room again. Han Xiaoye held the coffee cup and bit his lip as he listened to the discussion inside.

   She came running in such a hurry, and Fu Zhiyan came out after a while, what should she ask? Ask him directly if he is going to marry Ji Shuya? What if Fu Zhiyan said yes, what did she say?

   Smile and bless?

   The door of the conference room opened at this moment, and Fu Zhiyan came out last. His upright posture was particularly conspicuous among a group of middle-aged and elderly Mediterranean people. Andy greeted him and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, Miss is here."

   A look of surprise flashed across the expressionless face of the man in the straight suit, and then he walked in front of Han Xiaoye.

"What's up?"

   There are also many directors who stopped in the corridor, looking at this side seemingly. Han Xiaoye didn't know how to speak.

   Maybe seeing her embarrassment, Fu Zhiyan turned around and walked to the front, "Follow me."

   She followed suit.

   "Close the door."

"Oh."

  Han Xiaoye closed the door of the president's office.

  Fu Zhiyan wearily took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned a button on his sleeve. Sitting on the sofa, raised his head, "Speak."

"I…"

  Han Xiaoye gritted his teeth, but his eyes could be touched. The courage he mustered up was like a pin-pricked ball.

"you…"

   After finally plucking up the courage again, the intercom phone in the office rang.

  Fu Zhiyan picked up the phone, not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, a haze flashed in his eyes.

  Han Xiaoye stood there when he heard Ji Shuya's voice on the other end of the phone. In her heart, she took three steps at a time, holding down the man's hand and forcibly hung up the phone in Fu Zhiyan's hand.

   "I heard that you are going to marry Ji Shuya, is that true?" I asked, and finally I asked.

  Fu Zhiyan seemed a little surprised by her actions, looking at her with dark and beautiful eyes, his cold lips parted lightly, "You are here to ask me this?"

"right!"

  Han Xiaoye gritted her teeth, and the next second, she shrugged her shoulders with a pretense of ease.

   "I'm always concerned about who my aunt will be in the future."

   As soon as the words came out, Han Xiaoye could not wait to slap himself, cowardly!

   But she still maintained a fake smirk that couldn't be more fake, bared her teeth, like a rascal.

  Fu Zhiyan took a slow breath, holding back the anger that was rising in his heart. Don't open your eyes and stop looking at her, your voice can't be colder, "This is not something you should worry about. You haven't been to class recently, and your progress has been slowed down a lot. It just happened that you came, and I'll let Andy make up for you in a while. "

  Han Xiaoye was anxious and grabbed his wrist.

   "Fu Zhiyan!"

  Fu Zhiyan lowered his head and glanced at his little hand, then slowly pulled it away, expressionless, "Okay, don't make a fool of yourself. An…"

  Han Xiaoye is anxious. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and pulled the man towards her with force.

   The man's slender neck like a swan bent down, and his fan-like eyelashes were only a few centimeters away from her.

   "Fu Zhiyan..." She couldn't say what she wanted to say.

  Fu Zhiyan lost his mind again for a moment, but his self-control has always been very good, and he quickly recovered. Bingxue frowned slightly, "Let go."

"I do not!"

  Han Xiaoye hugged him tightly, stubbornly refusing to let go.

   As he frowned, he heard the girl's muffled voice, "Fu Zhiyan, can you not marry Ji Shuya?"

   He didn't want to marry Ji Shuya in the first place, that news was just an obvious fake news that couldn't be more obvious. Anyone in the financial circle could see that the Ji family was just taking advantage of him.

   But he did not deny it, but instead asked speciously, "Why? Because you don't like her?"

"no."

   She doesn't like Ji Shuya, but she doesn't want Fu Zhiyan to marry Ji Shuya, not because of this. is...because...because...

  Han Xiaoye's teeth gnawed in pain, and she gathered up the courage of her whole body. Looking directly at the man who was waiting for her to explain the reason, he said the words that had been weighing on her heart for so many days.

"because I like you."

   As these words came out, the stone that had been hanging in my heart for several days finally fell. Nervousness and panic all disappeared, she breathed a sigh of relief and repeated it again.

   "Fu Zhiyan, because I like you."

   Go to his blessings! She blesses fart!

  Whether it is willful or unreasonable, she likes Fu Zhiyan, she just likes it. It's not that I haven't struggled, I've hesitated. But if she likes it, she likes it. She can't pretend not to like it, let alone bless another person.

   Even if Fu Zhiyan was her nominal uncle, so what if she would be pointed at by others, she Han Xiaoye just liked it. No matter what others think, no matter how much she has to endure in the future, if she likes it, she likes it!

   "...Do you know what you're talking about?" Fu Zhiyan clenched his fists without a trace.

  Han Xiaoye looked at him without any fear, "I know."

   "I'm your little uncle."