Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  The people in the secretariat talked to her when they saw that she was packing.

"in argument?"

   "Sure enough, shouldn't you be fired?"

   "Hey, it's better to find someone who is in the right place. Otherwise, if you come to a rival of Bai Fumei, you can only make room. So long and hard work is all in vain, and it's cruel enough."

   "Yes, I work overtime and work hard every day, but I can't be a good parent. This is the reality."

  Han Xiaoye quietly packed his things.

Suddenly, a cup was placed on her table, and Zhao Youmi leaned against her table with a spring breeze on her face, "Secretary Han, remember what I said some time ago? , this retribution came too soon."

  Han Xiaoye ignored her, sorted out his things, and then dumped her, "Did your God tell you when the retribution for deliberately changing Sister Fan's documents will come?"

   How did she know? !

   Zhao Youmi panicked and tried to calm down, "I don't know what you're talking about. I know you're broken up now and in a bad mood, but you don't need to open your mouth and bite people, it's not that I stole your boyfriend."

   "Who said I was broken up?" When Han Xiaoye heard the words, he was stimulated, finally looked at her, and asked her coldly.

   "What are you pretending to be? Who doesn't know you were dumped in the whole company?" Zhao Youmi beamed, "If you weren't dumped, what would you do to pack your things?"

   Although she didn't want Mr. Fu to have Bai Fumei's rival, she didn't like Han Xiaoye even more. Comparing the two, it was a good thing for her that Han Xiaoye was dumped and Bai Fumei was in the position.

   Zhao Youmi was in a happy mood.

   "Oh, you didn't get dumped because the president never seemed to tell everyone that you were his girlfriend."

   This knife repair happened to step on Han Xiaoye's hidden sore spot.

  Han Xiaoye slammed the toy in his hand on Zhao Youmi's body, and scolded, "Are you finished? Get out!"

   "What are you doing?!" Zhao Youmi fought back sharply, and also picked up the things on the table and smashed them at Han Xiaoye.

  Han Xiaoye smashed the doll she used, she was not so gentle when she smashed Han Xiaoye, a book she was holding.

   Fortunately, Han Xiaoye reacted quickly and turned his back quickly, and the thick book fell on her back, not her stomach!

   "You bastard!" Han Xiaoye got angry all of a sudden, grabbed Zhao Youmi's hand, and swiped it fiercely.

   "Ah!" Zhao Youmi cried out in pain, and went to grab her.

   But when it comes to fighting, who can beat Han Xiaoye in the grid?

  Han Xiaoye didn't give her a chance to get close to him at all, and tugged at her hair a few times. Zhao Youmi suffered a loss and became even more mad. That posture was like a mad woman.

   "You dare to hit me?"

   "You caused trouble yourself and got fired by the president. I kindly comfort you. What's your ability to take my anger out?"

   "Let go!"

   When the two of them were talking, Zhao Youmi deliberately lowered her voice, and few people heard what they said. Just looking at Zhao Youmi walking to Han Xiaoye's position and saying something, Han Xiaoye suddenly started smashing things.

   Hearing Zhao Youmi's words again, the look in Han Xiaoye's eyes was not right.

   "Emma, ​​it seems that he was really dumped by the president."

"that is."

   "But if you get dumped, you can't take your anger on unrelated people, right? Sister Youyou is really unlucky."

  “…”

   "All go back to work at their own positions, what to see!" Fortunately, Fan Shengnan stood up at this time and severely reprimanded the onlookers.

   At the same time, she separated the two who were making trouble, "Don't make trouble!"

   "Sister Fan, I didn't want to make trouble at all. You can see that, she beat me first." Zhao Youmi also looked wronged, and rambled to imply that Han Xiaoye bullied her. Han Xiaoye had a sullen face, picked up the toys on the ground without saying a word, and walked away with his own things in his arms.

   "Hey! Ono!" Fan Shengnan wanted to call her.

  Naihe Zhao Youmi pulled herself, "Sister Fan, you see she grabbed my wrist here, I don't know if it's a soft tissue contusion, I asked her to accompany me to the hospital for a checkup!"

   "Okay, your wrist is just red, what kind of hospital is not a hospital, it's already messy enough, don't make trouble anymore. If you make trouble again, Mr. Fu knows, what good can you do?"

   "But..." Zhao Youmi was not reconciled, and was even more afraid of Fu Zhiyan, so she kept her mouth shut. Anyway, that unsightly woman has left, and she lost her reputation before she left, and she won.

  …

   At this moment, the president's office is frozen three feet.

  Mo Xingxing could feel the cold and quiet aura emanating from the man from a distance of a few meters.

   "Fu..." She didn't know how to speak, or she didn't know what to say. She paused and asked awkwardly, "Are you okay?"

"Yep."

  “…”

  Mo Xingxing saw that he didn't look good at all, but she couldn't ask any more.

  Fu Zhiyan adjusted his mood, tried his best to make himself look less irritable, raised his head and said, "I'll trouble you over the weekend, I have a meeting later, so I can't take you off. I'll ask Secretary Fan to take you out."

  Mo Xingxing heard what he meant by expelling guests, and without bothering, he picked up the bag on the sofa, "No, I can go by myself. You are busy with you."

"Yep."

   took two steps, Mo Xingxing stopped again, turned his head, "I want to ask you a question."

  Fu Zhiyan was upset and surprised, he didn't want to say a word, his mind was full of hooligans who stubbornly left, but because of the man's face, he couldn't catch up. After all, the little rascal really did too much this time. When he thought of what she kept saying that he didn't care about him, and it didn't matter what kind of unclean man he gave to others, wave after wave of discomfort came to his heart, like being stabbed a few times, sharp pain!

"Say."

  Mo Xingxing, "Why did you agree to date me in the first place?"

  Fu Zhiyan agreed to date her, but he never treated her as a girlfriend. Although she will accompany her to go shopping and watch movies, but that's all, there is no further. And she always felt that it was not so much that they were dating, but that he was doing a task. That kind of business-like attitude is like doing her contacts as a job.

   "She's only 16."

"what?"

"When I was dating you, Han Xiaoye was only 16 years old, and I was 25. I always knew that she was my future Mrs. Fu, but she was too young. So Dingdian is so big, I want to give her a chance to choose and give myself A chance to choose."

   "Have you thought about choosing me?" Mo Xingxing's heart pounded.

  Fu Zhiyan stared at her, affectionate and stern, with no mood swings in her phoenix eyes, "No, I just want to see if I can let her grow up. In fact, I can't."