Rich and poisonous love: Husband, please love me

Thinking of facing that demon next, bitterness and helplessness corroded her heart sharply. She lay down on the bed, her brows furrowed, and her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

Since she tossed and turned last night and didn't fall asleep until late at night, she was almost late in the morning. Fortunately, there was an alarm clock to wake her up.

She came to the magazine office with two large suitcases of luggage, and after being called to the office by the editor-in-chief for a lecture, she put the luggage in the utility room.

Then, according to the order of the editor-in-chief, clean the office and toilet.

During the cleaning process, she was very preoccupied, she either swept her colleague's feet, or wiped her colleague's hand while wiping the table, apologized n times, endured n rolls of eyes from her colleagues, and was even invited into the office by the editor-in-chief I ate 'cake' twice, deducting this month's bonus.

When it was time to get off work in a daze, colleagues left one after another, and she was still doing follow-up work slowly.

In the past, she hoped that she would finish her tasks quickly and get off work early, but today she hoped that she could work overtime as long as she wanted.

While she was slowly helping her colleagues tidy up the desktop, the editor-in-chief walked out of the office with a cheerful smile on his face, which made Shui Xi feel like he saw a ghost.

Because the editor-in-chief smiled, it was like the sun but it was raining, it was very rare and frightening.

"Shui Xi, why are you still cleaning here? My colleagues are gone, so you should go home quickly, otherwise, it will be bad for others to think that I abused my subordinates." Xi's hair stood on end.

Trembling, he walked up to her with a rag and waved his hand in front of her: "President, editor-in-chief, have you taken the wrong medicine?"

"You took the wrong medicine!" Her tone was sharp, realizing that her tone was wrong, she quickly calmed down, and smiled at Shui Xi: "It's for your own good that I asked you to go home early, you see You have been busy all day, you must be very tired, go back and rest quickly."

For the editor-in-chief's concern, Shui Xi didn't feel the slightest warmth. On the contrary, it was extremely frightening. The sudden contrast between a person was too great, and there was no reason other than being greatly stimulated.

She forced a smile: "I can't compare to the hard work of the editor-in-chief. I just need to do some rough work that doesn't use my brain, but you, the editor-in-chief, have to stay in the office all day, busy reviewing documents and so on. clerical work, it's a brain job, it's very tiring..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted: "Are you complaining that I let you do those rough jobs instead of clerical work?"

Shui Xi didn't think of this at all when she said it, and she just said it completely according to the facts. Although she hated the editor-in-chief's violent temper, she admired her ability to become the editor-in-chief with her own strength and hard work. The hardships must have paid more than other colleagues, and the pressure was greater, but she survived.

In her heart, she actually wanted to be a strong woman like her, but she graduated from junior high school. In fact, she was good enough to graduate from junior high school. What she really knew was very little.

Before meeting Ling Yucheng, she was a fool, she almost never passed the exam, and she was always bullied foolishly.

After getting to know Ling Yucheng, she regained her intelligence, but due to her poor foundation, it was very difficult to re-learn, and she didn't have enough motivation to re-learn.

Because she has little knowledge, she doesn't complain about doing these rough jobs.

So he quickly waved his hand at the editor-in-chief: "I didn't complain, editor-in-chief, you misunderstood..."

Before she could finish speaking, the editor-in-chief smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "I understand what you mean, don't do these menial jobs tomorrow, and follow Xia Lan as an intern reporter for a month. Let you become a full-time member, and no matter how good your performance is, I will let you do editing work!"

Shui Xi stood there completely dumbfounded as if in a dream, looking at her in shock, with only one thought in her mind: The editor-in-chief must have taken the wrong medicine today.

"Look how scared you are. I'm leaving first, so you should hurry home too." The editor-in-chief patted her stiff face with his fat carrot-like hands, and left with a smile from ear to ear.

Shui Xi was terrified by the abnormal editor-in-chief, and went to the window suspiciously, only to see a man in a beige suit standing at the door. It is not difficult to see from his figure that this man is still good.

I saw him holding a bouquet of big roses in his hand, standing there upright.

The next scene let her know why the editor-in-chief suddenly became so friendly.

As soon as the editor-in-chief's ball-like body walked out of the door, the man hurried up and handed her the rose.

She twisted her body and took it. She was obviously very happy to receive his roses, but she beat the man's shoulder sadly, and the man grabbed her hand in time and pulled her into his arms.

She, who is usually domineering in front of her colleagues, was as docile as a lamb in front of that man, leaning on his shoulders docilely, and the two hugged each other away.

It turned out that no matter how presumptuous a woman is, in front of the man she loves, she will always show this little birdy look.

She couldn't help but have a different view of the always irritable and stern editor-in-chief. She felt that she was tough on the outside, but she was a little woman on the inside.

Involuntarily, an extremely handsome face appeared in front of her eyes. She didn't know what kind of expression he would show when he met the woman he loved when he was cold and evil?

Realizing that she was so dazed thinking about him, she shook her head annoyedly. Inadvertently, she saw a car that was shining black and charming in the night parked in the parking space at the door, and a man dressed in orthodox The man stood by the car door with his hands folded, as if he was waiting for someone.

She vaguely understood that this man was the driver Ling Muze sent to pick her up, her expression suddenly dimmed, and when she thought that she was about to become one of his playthings, her heart ached like a knife.

He really didn't want to go to that apartment where he might have taken care of other women, but his threats and persecution oppressed her invisible, and there was no other way but to compromise.

Reluctantly walked away from the window, put the cleaning tools in the utility room, dragged the suitcase out, turned off the lights in the office, dragged the suitcase out, and closed the door.

Riding in the elevator, looking at the beating numbers, her mood was extremely gloomy and gloomy, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart, and she was almost out of breath. Slower.

But God is very busy, and it is impossible for him to listen to everyone's prayers. The moment she was dazed, the elevator door had already opened, and she could only drag the suitcase out.

Walking in the empty hall, the crisp sound of high heels rang clearly, but every time it sounded, it made her even more depressed.

Pushing open the door and going out, as soon as she stood at the door, a gust of refreshing night wind blew in her face, curling up her black hair, and at the same time, the orthodox woman she saw from upstairs just now, with a serious face Right driver.

With a blank expression on his face, he simply said directly: "President Ling asked me to pick you up to Haomiao International Building!"

After finishing speaking, she took the suitcase in her hand and was about to walk towards the black luxury car.

For his businesslike tone, it seemed that he came to pick up a tool rather than a person, which made Shui Xi stand there a little depressed, and was a little dazed to recover.

When he came back to his senses, he was already carrying the suitcase, and put the suitcase into the trunk with a blank expression.

After closing the trunk, he still put his hands together on his stomach with no expression on his face, and looked at her coldly, which made her shiver involuntarily.

As expected of Ling Muze's subordinates, he is as indifferent as he is, and treats people indifferently.

After she secretly thought about it, seeing him waiting for her to pass calmly, she sighed and walked over.

When he reached the door, he opened the car door for her, and said flatly to her, "Get in the car."

Looking at his expressionless face, she really wanted to pinch it to see if it was pasted with fake leather balls.

After pouting secretly, she jumped into the car, and immediately after, he jumped into the car too.

Once seated, he started the engine.

His car was driving very steadily, and she sat comfortably on the back of the car, watching the fading night scenes outside the window.

All of a sudden, she remembered a very weird and strange thing, and asked tightly: "How do you know that I am the one Ling Muze wants you to pick up?"

As soon as she walked out of the door just now, he came over without the slightest hesitation, with a very determined expression.

Isn't he afraid of picking up the wrong person and being scolded by Ling Muze?

"One thing is that you are carrying a suitcase in your hand. If President Ling wants you to move there, you must have your suitcase with you!" He said calmly.

"What about the other point?" She asked hastily as if there was another reason for his tone.

"President Ling showed me your photo..." When he said this, his voice was no longer calm, with a little unnaturalness.

"Photo? What photo?" Shui Xi didn't hear the strange tone in his tone, and wondered when Ling Muze had her photo.

He coughed dryly: "Chuang photo!"

These two words hit her head like a bolt from the blue, and she was so embarrassed and angry that she wanted to get under the car, her face was redder than a tomato.

Ling Muze, you bastard, bastard, bastard. ． ． ． ． ． ．She cursed like crazy in her heart, clutching the car mat tightly with both hands. Fortunately, the quality of the car mat was top-notch, otherwise it would have been torn apart by her anger.

The black luxury car drove her along the brightly lit night street, and arrived at Haomiao International Building not long after.

When the security guard at the post saw the car coming, he did not check, so he pressed the button, the barrier was raised, and the car drove in.

The car stood in front of a building that went straight into the night.

She jumped out of the car and looked up at the endless building in front of her. It was magnificent, and the walls were made of golden tiles, showing a sense of luxury.

Haomiao International Building is one of the properties under the Fides Group. Its software and hardware are first-class facilities imported from abroad. It is deeply loved by the rich and famous. It has been sold out within half a year of construction.

It was obviously a mansion that everyone envied and yearned for, but there was a strong sense of oppression. She always felt that the mansion was about to topple over and fall on her, which was indescribably dull.

"Follow me!" He said flatly, pulling her gloomy thoughts back.