"Qiao Qiao, you've been by Ye Zhen's side for so many years, how come you don't know?" Fang Mo squinted his eyes, looked at Shen Qiao's unnatural expression, and asked suspiciously.

"The Ye family's nanny changed so quickly, why would I pay attention to these things?" Shen Qiao pursed her lips, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.

Fang Mo's face was gloomy, and he didn't ask any further questions. His breathing gradually became heavy, as if he was holding back something.

As the night was getting dark, Shen Qiao stood up, "Go to bed early! There are still many news media to deal with tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, she left in a hurry.

Fang Mo watched her leaving back silently, his eyes flickering.

The next day, Fang Mo's new article released on bail became popular early in the morning, followed by the scapegoat being pulled out.

A young man in Tianyu, who has only been employed for a few months, is the person in charge of the Nancheng project. He embezzled millions of funds from the company, shoddy building materials, and concealed the facts. This led to the Nancheng Tofu Project.

The scapegoat has been blamed by others. Fang Mo stood up and complained for a while, and then made an official denunciation to express his position and punish the company's cancer.

The public relations navy followed closely, and in just half a day, the direction of public opinion changed again.

Tianyu became a victim and was killed by the cancer staff.

The public relations continued to hype the high-quality and low-cost apartments endorsed by Bo Yue before, which saved some of the remaining word of mouth.

Tianyu suffered heavy losses, but managed to keep the company.

The emergency meeting was over, Fang Mo returned to the office, Shen Qiao walked in after him, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "This matter is finally over!"

"No, it's not over yet..." Fang Mo's voice became colder, and a ruthless light burst out of his eyes.

"What else do you want to do?" Shen Qiao looked at him and asked with a frown.

"In one week, Yufeng's wedding will be here, and he can't let all the good things happen, so I have to pay a price for being a gunman!" Fang Mo snorted coldly and laughed.

"..." Shen Qiao looked at him and said nothing.

Seeing her silence, Fang Mo walked in front of her, his dark face twisted, "My dear, you forgot that Yu Wan is still your half-sister for a while, don't you feel soft-hearted?"

There was disgust in Shen Qiao's eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about! If Shen Wanqing dies, I won't be too happy!"

"Hehe... Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your wish!" Fang Mo smiled with low brows, stretched out his hand to grab Shen Qiao's hand and held it tightly in his palm, ignoring her struggle, and placed it firmly on his heart .

"After this matter is over, let's hold a wedding too!"

"I think you are really crazy! Have you lost your ability to tell the truth from your acting? We are not lovers who love each other!"

Shen Qiao shook off Fang Mo's hand in disgust, seeing his gloomy face and felt terrible, Fang Mo's thoughts were too deep and cruel, the more she touched him, the more gloomy and terrifying he felt, his body was shrouded in black mist , she couldn't see what Fang Mo was like at all.

And his hatred for Ye Zhen made Shen Qiao even more surprised. She had never seen Fang Mo by Ye Zhen's side, and she didn't know how Ye Zhen got into trouble with this man.

"Qiao Qiao, although our purpose at the beginning was to cover up our identities, we are really registered for marriage, and you will never try to escape in this life!" Fang Mo grinned, looking at Shen Qiao's pale face, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

"Crazy!" Shen Qiao's face was livid with anger, and she ran out of the office with a curse.

Fang Mo looked at her leaving back, and the expression on his face returned to indifference again.

……

Ye's Real Estate, President's Office.

Jiang Rou knocked on the door with the latest physical examination report she got back from the hospital and walked into the office.

Ye Zhen was watching the video of Fang Mo's press conference. Seeing Jiang Rou walk in, he pressed his fingertips, and the video paused.

"Boss Ye has arranged for you to have surgery next Tuesday, and there are still four days left. You can go back to rest during this period, and the company will leave it to me!" Jiang Rou put the medical examination report on Ye Zhen's desk, and let out a foul breath , with a smile on his face.

This time, the physical examination form has finally undergone a slight change, and it is developing in a good direction.

"I'm fine." Ye Zhen picked up the list and looked at the results on it. Her expression remained the same as usual, but her face darkened when she thought of the time Jiang Rou said.

"Next Tuesday is her wedding..." Ye Zhen's eyes gradually became turbulent, the fingertips pinching the report turned slightly white, and her voice was dry and hoarse.

Jiang Rou was taken aback for a moment before she realized it, and then fell silent.

"You go out..." Ye Zhen raised her eyelids slightly.

"Yes!"

Seeing his decadent expression, Jiang Rou sighed silently in her heart, then stepped on her high heels and left.

Ye Zhen leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes were a little distracted, Yu Wan's face and A Li's face kept flashing in front of his eyes, he closed his eyes, but their faces were still lingering.

Ye Zhen frowned, threw the report sheet aside, grabbed his heart, fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the severe pain made his breathing heavier.

When he thought that she was about to marry someone else, the jealousy in his heart couldn't stop gushing out. Ye Zhen really imagined that he could rush to her unscrupulously like in the past, snatch her back regardless of her wishes, and lock her up by his side.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid to see her knife-like eyes.

Ye's crisis is over, but his crisis is not over yet.

Time flies by.

Ye Zhenxian and He Xiao quietly got on the plane back home.

And after losing contact with country m for a week, the Soviet Association finally received the news that Ye Zhenxian had completely become a vegetable and could never wake up again.

The boulder in his heart fell down, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The dark tide was coming, and the calm before the storm made them lower their vigilance.

Yu Wan's wedding has arrived, and the entire Internet is full of announcements about the wedding. The entire Xingyue Manor Hotel has been closed, and the inside has become a sea of ​​flowers.

The reporters surrounded the hotel gate and were stopped by the bodyguards. There was a constant flow of traffic and people coming and going, and all the celebrities in the business world were invited.

Yu Wan took A Li to live in the manor a day earlier, and Yu Wan got up at four o'clock in the morning to put on makeup, and it was already eight o'clock, and the makeup and styling had just been done.

Yun Xin took Lin Xiaojiu and the waiter to push the custom-made wedding dress, which was full of stars and dazzling and beautiful.

The wedding dress was beautiful, but Yuwan's heart was not happy at all, it was even heavier.

Yu Wan watched them come in and stood up, "Why are you here, it's time to do bridesmaid makeup."

"Isn't this to help you pick up the wedding dress! We don't worry about other people going there!" Yun Xin pointed to the wedding dress, then rushed to Yu Wan's side with blinking eyes and took her hand, looked at her delicate and beautiful face, and smiled from ear to ear.

Lin Xiaozhuo: "Sister Xin, why are you smiling like a fool?"

"...Smelly girl, sister, I'm in the same mood as you today!" Yun Xin snorted, narrowed her eyes and smiled threateningly at her.

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