A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

"That was the dowry my dad gave me before we got married. I think I should take it back after the divorce."

The words without nostalgia resounded in his ears, and Huo Mingze was in a daze for a moment. He had some doubts, was it really An Shuyao who proposed divorce to him so chicly and resolutely just now?

An's assets of nearly several billion, many foreign listed companies...

As long as he and An Shuyao divorce, all of this will be wiped out.

The woman felt more and more that the big palm stranded on her shoulder was too strong, and her bones were creaking and painful...

"Mingze..." Softly called out, trying to bring the man back to his senses, so that he could be more gentle with her, "She has already asked for a divorce, why are you still hesitating? Leave early...for you, for me, no Is everything fine?"

The curvature of the corner of the mouth increased, and the woman gently held Huo Mingze's palm, and her five fingers passed through his fingers, with a serious expression on her face.

"I'm not going to divorce yet..."

The hoarse voice echoed in the office, Huo Mingze looked away from the door, and turned to look down, his deep pupils fell on the smooth black hair.

The delicate body of the woman in her arms was startled, as if she didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"I don't intend to divorce now."

……

He walked out of the elevator in a daze, and was surrounded by a large group of people as soon as he appeared.

"Oh my god, look quickly, the person who just went up to the president's floor is really An Shuyao!"

The crowd like a tide was instantly attracted by this shout.

"An Shuyao! It's really An Shuyao! Am I right?"

"My God! Didn't An Shuyao's rumored boyfriend just come to light? She has dominated all the hot spots on the Internet and newspapers by herself. How could she appear here alone?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, let's shoot it first and then talk about it!"

The phone flash clicked and clicked on her.

An Shuyao hurriedly ran into the bathroom on the first floor and closed the door, took out her phone and dialed the most familiar number, "Jenny, come and save me..."

"Yes, arrange a few public relations, as well as the latest posts, it's best to ask thousands of sailors to brush them down..."

With one hand on her hip, Jenny walked back and forth in the luxury apartment, scratching her head irritably from time to time.

After the person on the other end of the microphone spoke a few more words, Jenny hung up the phone hastily, but the next second, the phone rang again.

"I'm going, there's no end to it!"

Before Jenny's butt could touch the sofa, she stood up again and connected to the next call again.

From the moment the answer button was swiped, Jenny's voice returned to her usual sweetness, "Ah, yes, isn't the "Wanfei's Counterattack" that Shuyao took over before shooting soon, you and the director Get in touch, pause for a while, she's not in a good state, let's continue after she adjusts..."

After a few phone calls, Jenny's emotions had almost collapsed, and she was only short of roaring with an 'ah'.

"An Shuyao! What do you think you've provoked?" Jenny broke out unbearably.

However, the woman on the sofa who was half turned sideways continued to cross her legs as if she didn't hear it, her head was tilted in the soft pillow, only two big blank eyes were exposed, and the thick eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

It's like the walking dead!
"Hey, Star An, did you hear what I was talking to you?" Jenny poked An Shuyao's shoulder.

"Well, don't touch me, let me be quiet..." With a mutter, An Shuyao rubbed her sore eyes, turned her gaze, and continued to stare quietly at a certain place.

Quiet!It's quiet again!
Who the hell told her who Jing Jing was!
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol in the room, Jenny screamed, "But I let you be quiet for three days, okay?"

Now three days have passed since the scandal, but the rumors outside have not subsided at all. The media who wanted to interview An Shuyao swarmed in, and they were rejected one by one, but still not many people gave up.