After the divorce, the stand-in ex-wife exploded in the entertainment industry!

Si Fuqing was speechless. It was related to the company and she had no reason to refuse.

Moreover, she clearly knew how much effort Mi Ke had put into that company, and if possible, she would like to retain him.

Jiang Muqi took the initiative to open the back seat door of the vehicle, raised his eyebrows and said, "Qingqing, I have reserved a box nearby."

Si Fuqing pursed her lower lip, not expecting to go out alone with Jiang Muqi.

But it was about Hua Feng, so she couldn't refuse.

"Mi Ke, you take Yao Yao to eat hot pot. I'll call you when I get home later."

Mi Ke hesitated and glanced at Jiang Muqi. Now that she saw Jiang Muqi, she always felt that he had evil intentions.

"Qingqing, the restaurant will be closed after dinner."

Jiang Muchi urged her in a low tone.

Si Fuqing repeatedly assured Mi Ke that she would be fine, and then, under Mi Ke's worried expression, she turned around and followed Jiang Muqi into the car.

In the car, both of them were silent.

Si Fuqing was extremely bored with Jiang Muqi, so after getting in the car, she closed her eyes as if dozing off and leaned on the seat to rest.

While Jiang Muqi was driving, he would steal glances at her from time to time, with a warm look on his face.

He raised his hand to turn up the heating temperature in the car to make her sleep more comfortable.

When Si Fuqing opened his eyes again, the two of them had already arrived at the door of the restaurant.

She glanced at her watch and turned her head in surprise, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I see you are sleeping so soundly." Jiang Muqi's eyes were soft and deep, and he looked straight at her with such a direct look that it was hard for her to resist. "I can't bear to wake you up." Jiang Muqi added.

Si Fuqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but only for a few seconds.

She rationally warned herself repeatedly that Jiang Muqi was not the same person as her.

The two were speechless again, and then got out of the car together and entered the restaurant.

After entering the private room, Si Fuqing waited patiently for Jiang Muqi to finish his meal. While Jiang Muqi was wiping his mouth slowly, Si Fuqing got to the point directly.

"Mr. Jiang, just ask for the conditions. How can we give up the acquisition of Huafeng?"

Si Fuqing's tone was cold, without any emotion.

Jiang Muqi glanced at the cooled steak in front of her with very cold eyes and sighed.

I called the waiter and brought another one.

When the steaming steak was served, Jiang Muqi cut it bit by bit with a knife and fork, and then handed it to Si Fuqing.

"Let's eat first."

Si Fuqing grimaced, "Mr. Jiang, I didn't come with you to eat."

"I know." Jiang Muqi nodded, picked up the red wine on the side, took a sip, and then raised his chin slightly, "Didn't you ask me to make a condition? I have already made it."

Jiang Muchi's eyes signaled her to fulfill her promise quickly.

Si Fuqing remained silent.

Looking at the steak in front of her, it was her favorite flavor in the past. Of course, it might be a coincidence. How could someone like Jiang Muqi take the trouble to remember her taste?

Si Fuqing's chest felt as if it was blocked by a ball of cotton. There was something she couldn't swallow, but she couldn't breathe. It made her extremely uncomfortable to hold it in.

Jiang Muqi raised his knuckles and pressed lightly on the table, urging her.

Si Fuqing no longer hesitated, picked up the knife and fork and took small bites to eat.

Jiang Muqi stared at her the whole time, with a smile on his lips.

Si Fuqing realized for the first time that eating his favorite food could be such a torture.

After she finished her meal, Si Fuqing looked seriously into Jiang Muqi's eyes and said solemnly: "Mr. Jiang, I can buy back the shares you have at a high price. The price is whatever you want."

Jiang Muqi's eyebrows were almost knotted, and his face was gloomy.

Si Fuqing continued, "Mr. Jiang, Huafeng cannot change owners. This is my bottom line. No matter what price Mr. Jiang offers, I will agree."

Jiang Muqi became more and more irritable.

He pulled out a document from the side and handed it to her.

Si Fuqing glanced at the contents of the document and his eyebrows skipped a beat. This was the equity transfer document that Jiang Muqi had drafted long ago.

"Qingqing, I am your legal husband. From a legal point of view, all my property is half of yours. There is no distinction between you and me."

"No matter what you want in the future, all you need to do is ask me."

Si Fuqing ignored the slightest discomfort in his heart and scanned the document from beginning to end.

Finally, my eyes fell on the end of the agreement, the target of the equity transfer—Bai Qingqing.

Si Fuqing's eyes dimmed and she pursed her lips tightly.

The blood on his face was also fading rapidly.

"Jiang Muqi, is this interesting?" Si Fuqing raised her lips sarcastically and slapped the equity transfer document on his face.

Jiang Muqi was stunned for a few seconds, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Si Fuqing was trembling with anger, "You invited me here, teased me for a long time, and finally threw away this equity transfer letter signed with Miss Bai's name. Are you quite proud of it?

Do you think this is fun?"

Si Fuqing stared at Jiang Muqi coldly. Now she finally understood why Jiang Muqi was so friendly when talking to her today.

It turned out that he thought she was Bai Qingqing again.

"Jiang Muqi, I'm not Bai Qingqing, I'm Si Fuqing! You'd better see clearly!"

Si Fuqing's chest was filled with anger. Without saying a word, he stood up and immediately turned around and left.

"Qing Qing!" Jiang Muqi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

He frowned, really not understanding, "What are you angry about? Bai Qingqing is you, and you are Bai Qingqing. Isn't this fact?"

Jiang Muqi was a little confused. If Si Fuqing was really angry, he wouldn't be able to change his name.

Si Fuqing closed his eyes and felt thunder rumbling above his head.

It seems that Jiang Muqi suddenly gave her those gifts in the past two days because of Bai Qingqing's face, rather than because he really felt guilty about her.

"Jiang Muqi, in terms of personality, I am an independent Si Fuqing. I am not the Bai Qingqing you say, and I don't admit that I am that person."

"I am Si Fuqing. You can understand that I am Si Fuqing who was reborn six years ago."

Jiang Muqi was even more confused, obviously unable to understand what she said.

He only knew that the person in front of him was the person he had been thinking about day and night. She was Bai Qingqing, and she was also his wife.

Si Fuqing suddenly pulled out a piece of paper from his bag, took out a gel pen, quickly drafted on the paper, and wrote down an IOU.

"Mr. Jiang, no matter how much you plan to offer, these shares will be regarded as loaned to you by me. I will return them to you when Huafeng's business is well done."

Jiang Muqi's head almost split open.

The development of the current situation is completely beyond his control.

When Si Fuqing signed the last name, Jiang Muqi suddenly put his palm on the last name, preventing her from writing her own name.

"Qingqing, don't be like this..." Jiang Muqi's head throbbed in pain.

Si Fuqing stopped and looked up at him coldly.

After the two of them stared blankly at each other for a few seconds, Si Fuqing finally had no strength to deal with him anymore, so she turned around and left without looking back.

Jiang Muqi stared at her back intently, his head throbbing.