Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Mo Xingxing seemed to be slapped loudly, and was speechless.

  Han Xiaoye is his sweetheart, Mrs. Fu, and she is nothing. With a ridiculous ex-girlfriend status, everyone thought she was once Fu Zhiyan's woman, but as a result, there was no fart. Now he has to be alienated from him because of this status, because his wife thinks they have something. She was not reconciled, not convinced. Really, very unwilling, unconvinced. Especially now, that kind of unwillingness and dissatisfaction are surging all of a sudden!

  What's so good about Han Xiaoye?

   Are they protecting her one by one?

  Qin Fang, Sinanqing, Fu Zhiyan, Fu Xiao, these people are all forgotten, why even her own sister has to protect Han Xiaoye?

   That woman needs an education or no education. She needs to be smart and witty, but only a little smart. Besides being good, what else is there?

  Aunt Feng would actually agree to let this kind of woman enter the door, as if it was a treasure.

  Mo Xingxing was really not convinced.

   She has always been the best and the best since she was a child. So far, apart from Fu Zhiyan, there is nothing she can't get.

   But she has already accepted her fate, why is Han Xiaoye so protective of her?

  Mo Xingxing took a deep breath, suddenly stretched out his hand, and slammed into the man in front of him, "What about me? What am I? Your ex-girlfriend? The first woman? Or a friend? Or a stranger who can help you?"

   Her reaction was too abrupt, Fu Zhiyan never thought that Mo Xingxing would hug him, and was caught off guard by her.

   The moment he was about to push her away, he suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders, like raindrops hitting his shoulders. He was stunned for a moment, frowned, his brows were about to tie, and he pulled Mo Xingxing to hold his wrist, wanting to pull it apart, but not too hard, "Xingxing, don't do this."

  Mo Xingxing burst into tears, she hugged the man tightly.

   She didn't want to do this either, but she really couldn't control it. If people's feelings can be controlled, she won't pester him if she is beaten to death.

  You can't control it, you can't control it.

at this time.

  The door of the office suddenly opened.

   "Mr. Fu, I already have the documents you asked for..." Han Xiaoye's voice stopped abruptly.

With a    snap, the file fell to the ground.

"you……"

  Damn, why did the rascal come in at this time?

  Fu Zhiyan eagerly wanted to pull Mo Xingxing's hand away, but Mo Xingxing was holding her too tightly, unless he forcibly pulled it apart regardless of whether it would hurt her or not, he wouldn't be able to pull it at all. But as a man, he couldn't force Mo Xingxing's hand away. Damn it, what can I do to keep the little hooligan from misunderstanding?

  His momentary pause was, in Han Xiaoye's opinion, a provocation by Chi Guoguo.

  Han Xiaoye's mood followed a roller coaster ride, from initial shock to sadness, then to sharp pain, and finally to anger.

   She was never a bun who would hold back when she was wronged.

   She used to have a bad temper all the time, but now she has become better because Fu Zhiyan tried his best to restrain herself.

The results of it?

   In exchange, she actually saw her husband hugging with another woman with her own eyes, and she refused to let go when she came.

   "Fu Zhiyan, who am I to you? Can you tell me?"

   "Ex-girlfriend? First woman? Or..."

  Han Xiaoye stood on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning when he heard Mo Xingxing say the first woman.

   The first woman...

   Isn't she the first woman of my uncle?

   Could it be that he lied to her?

  Han Xiaoye felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought that Fu Zhiyan and Mo Xingxing had fallen asleep.

   "Wake up!"

  Fu Zhiyan saw her reaction and knew that the little hooligan had misunderstood, the headache was splitting, Jun's face went cold.

  Mo Xingxing was still clinging to his waist, hugged him tightly, raised his head, didn't even look at Han Xiaoye, his almond eyes were beautiful and heroic, full of sadness at the moment, "Fu Er, who am I to you?"

   "You are his uncle!" Han Xiaoye couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed over in three steps, grabbed Mo Xingxing's hand, and roared viciously, "Let go!"

  Mo Xingxing finally saw her, not only did he not let go, but the expression on his face changed from sadness to sneer, "Han Xiaoye, why are you?"

   These words were endless, but Han Xiaoye understood.

  Mo Xingxing was asking why she and Fu Zhiyan got married in the end.

   She gritted her teeth, and the little beast seemed to stare at Mo Xingxing's eyes, stubbornly spit out two words, "Let go!"

   "What if I say no?" Mo Xingxing has been held by thousands of people since she was born. Naturally, the eldest lady's temper is indispensable. Now her temper has come up, and her tone unconsciously brings her arrogance in dealing with people.

   at this moment.

"Snapped--"

   A crisp slap sounded.

  Han Xiaoye rubbed his wrist and narrowed his bright eyes fiercely, "I'll say it again, let go!"

   What a jerk!

  Scholars can be killed but not shamed!

   No matter if Mo Xingxing had an affair with Fu Er before, now Fu Zhiyan is her husband, justifiably, certified by the Civil Affairs Bureau!

  Mo Xingxing hugged her husband and refused to let go, and asked her why, not a mistress?

   The thing she hated the most in her life was the mistress, who did Mo Xingxing show when she became the mistress and still had the look of a big house in the palace? She is not a man, so she can't understand how to write Lianxiang Xiyu. She's not a good wife and mother, and she can't understand how to write the word generous. She only knows that she will spit out what she eats, and she will return what she has taken. Whoever wants to play tricks on her head, she will be more aggressive and more aggressive than that person!

   "Stop, do you hear me?"

   "I don't?" Mo Xingxing raised his chin.

   Another slap slapped her face mercilessly.

"Snapped!"

   This sound can be heard outside the president's office.

After Han Xiaoye slapped his hand, he stretched out his hand to pull Mo Xingxing's hand, and while pulling, he growled, "Fuck! Let go! Mo Xingxing, do you want to be ashamed? How much do you lack a man? If someone else's husband doesn't give up, it's a skill? If you really lack men, I'll pay you to find some men..."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned when she saw that she was talking more and more, "Xiaoye, that's enough."

  Mo Xingxing helped YG a lot this time, and I still need her help on weekends. And now they are in the company, so many people outside saw Mo Xingxing come in. If there is a commotion at this time, there will definitely be rumors and rumors, no matter it is not good for anyone. Especially for her, she managed to straighten out her work with great difficulty. How can she work in the secretariat in the future?

  Mo Xingxing this matter, after this YG crisis is over, he will make it clear to her again. After that, how to thank Mo Xingxing materially for his help this time is how to thank him. After thanking him, he will make it clear to Mo Xingxing that he will not contact him in the future.