Get A Divorce! Do You Really Think I'm A Toad?

Winter in Jiangcheng is white.

With the baptism of heavy snow every now and then, a month flies by.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the whole city becomes festive. The white world is paved with Chinese red, every household is decorated with lanterns, and the streets and alleys are crowded with vendors selling New Year's goods. The New Year's flavor is strong and lively.

Noon, Qingya Media.

Xiaowei knocked on the door of the CEO's office and frowned: "Mr. Zhao, a male artist under our banner was cheated on by his ex-girlfriend just now, and it has already begun to spread on the Internet..."

Zhao Yanan said angrily: "Just let the public relations department deal with it urgently. Do you need to tell me about this kind of thing?"

Xiaowei was a little embarrassed: "The public relations manager said... let me ask you, are you going to use Mr. Chu... Mr. Chu's scandal to block this matter like last time?"

Chu Yuxuan has not been to the company since the Gao father and son came to apologize before, and was even reluctant to show up at the annual meeting. Therefore, the nominal couple did not see each other for a whole month.

For Zhao Yanan, this is undoubtedly a good thing. Out of sight, out of mind, life has returned to the same as before, except for work, it is work.

But that bitch man is never idle for a day. After his true identity was exposed, not only his own female artists rushed to post it, but even the famous internet celebrities and socialites were not willing to be outdone, and tried every means to strive to reach the rich and powerful. Opportunity.

Chu Yuxuan is not picky about food, and he accepts everyone who comes. In just one month, he has become famous and is on par with his father.

Zhao Yanan thought for a moment and said to Xiaowei: "Does the public relations department have any tidbits about Mr. Chu? It's best if it comes within the past two days."

"Yes!" Xiaowei nodded and said: "Last night, an 18th-tier actress in our company was... with Mr. Chu... at the Dihao Hotel. She took photos and sent them to her personal account, but she deleted them immediately because She’s not well-known and doesn’t have many fans, so she didn’t attract any attention… The public relations manager has already asked her for photos.”

Zhao Yanan's lips curved into a smile: "Is everything ready for the PR department? Then why are you asking me?"

"Aren't you... afraid that Mr. Chu will blame you..." Xiaowei said with a smile.

"It's okay. You don't need to ask me anymore. Just use him to block the gun. If he blames me, I'll bear it."

"okay……"

Seeing Xiaowei's hesitation, Zhao Yanan asked doubtfully: "Is there anything else?"

"I...I don't know if I should ask..."

"You have been with me for more than a year. You should know that I hate my mother-in-law the most. Let me tell you directly."

"Oh... I... I'm just curious, are you and Mr. Chu... really... secretly married?"

In her opinion, no matter how good-tempered a person of Chu Yuxuan's status is, he can't let his subordinates use him to block the gun again and again, right?

This is already the fourth time this month that Zhao Yanan has taken advantage of him!

Unless, like the previous rumors on the Internet, the two of them are a secretly married couple... Mr. Zhao probably can't control this philandering carrot, right? Xiaowei thought so.

Zhao Yanan rolled her eyes and said calmly: "Do you believe the rumors on the Internet? Xiaowei, are you very free?"

"No, no, no..." Xiaowei waved her hands repeatedly and left the office in a hurry.

Half an hour later, the news about Chu Yuxuan and the female artist appeared in the top three hot topics.

Zhao Yanan, who had been busy all morning, stretched her waist and stood up to pour water when she received a WeChat message from Chu Yuxuan: "Are you done?"

Zhao Yanan replied calmly: "News, pay attention to facts."

Chu Yuxuan: "You want me to take a bullet for a cheating scumbag?"

Zhao Yanan: "Scumbags can barely be considered human beings, but you are not."

Chu Yuxuan: “Jealous?”

Zhao Yanan: "Get out, you beast!"

Chu Yuxuan: "I am a living beast, and you are the wife of a living beast."

…………

In the afternoon, the weather that had been gloomy for several days finally cleared up.

In Phoenix Villa, Chu Zhiqing was leaning on the deck chair on the balcony, sipping tea and watching the employees in the yard busy hanging lanterns and pasting couplets, feeling comfortable and lazy.

Standing behind him was a beautiful beauty with a superior figure and face. She was gently squeezing his shoulders. Her flaming red lips were moving and her tone was seductive: "Sir, the young master is rumored to be having an affair with a female star again." ”

"Smelly boy..." Chu Zhiqing said with a smile: "What's your number?"

"Number..." The woman raised her eyelids, and after some calculations, she said: "There are seven people who are rumored to have scandals, and there are about a dozen who are not... right? Some people on the Internet say that he does it every night. Groom, cluck..."

"Well..." Chu Zhiqing knew his son's character. These scandals were obviously deliberately caused by Chu Yuxuan. He muttered to himself: "I don't know if it was fake or not... it's a shameful waste!"

The woman continued: "There are several Internet celebrities who surround the young master basically every day. A few days ago... the young master also beat up a reporter who was filming secretly for an Internet celebrity, and the camera was also smashed..."

"Well... the urine is good..."

The woman curled her lips helplessly: "You don't care? At least it's good to suppress public opinion."

Chu Zhiqing put one hand behind his back, grabbed the woman's hand, and then pulled the beauty forward, pulling the beauty into his arms, and said with a smile: "You are almost thirty years old, why do you care about him? I only care about you. If you’re interested… come and let me check you out.”

The woman pressed herself against Chu Zhiqing's chest and said coquettishly: "Sir, you are so evil... You have deceived so many girls with your mouth, huh..."

Chu Zhiqing said playfully: "I want your skin, you want my money, where can there be a fairer deal in the world? It's not a lie even if you say it."

The woman did not feel ashamed. She patted Chu Zhiqing and said, "I hate... Sir, I'm quite curious, have you ever loved someone in your life?"

Chu Zhiqing's eyes were half-squinted, and the smile on his face dimmed unconsciously: "Yes."

After a pause, he added: "Just one."

The woman raised her face, slightly surprised: "I wonder what kind of woman can actually make you fall in love?"

"She's not pretty, she has an average figure, she has a stubborn temper, and she's fierce. She slaps me twice at every turn, haha... It seems like she has no merit at all, but I just like her, deep into my bones."

When he said this, Chu Zhiqing's expression had the charm of joy in suffering.

The woman was very interested: "Then...why don't you marry her? Is it possible that she still doesn't like you?"

Chu Zhiqing's eyes were suddenly filled with memories, and his smile became bitter.

"I have had two marriages, both were business marriages and there was no relationship at all. Later, I met her and promised to end the second marriage as soon as possible and marry her. However, I was still young at that time , there are many things that I can’t control myself... By the time I can finally make the decision for myself, she is no longer here... Haha, what a fate for a beauty!"

There was a bit of regret in the woman's eyes, and she murmured: "It's really... the fate of the people."