Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

"Of course, the advantage is that I don't like you, so I want you to stay away from me." she deserves to be direct, and her clean tone makes her dormant in her acting skills.

At that moment, Shen Bihan's handsome face seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

"When you first provoked me, I warned you to get rid of me unless one of us died first."

On the night before she first tasted the forbidden fruit, Shen Bihan warned her that he was so paranoid that if she really touched him, she could only be his all her life. If she wanted to get rid of him, she would have to die first.

At that time, the girl recognized the youth in front of her and thought that they could really go to the end of time, so she kissed them recklessly.

Finally

The end of time was too far away, as far as the extravagant hope she was not qualified to reach in her life, so the girl had to leave the deeply loved teenager and run away.

Wen Muxi is still trapped in various memories of the past. Shen Bihan has cheated and kissed her, just as she did in those years, but his kiss has a strong aggressive surname, depriving her of her breath, her reason and everything like a tyrant.

The more and more heavy nasal breath and whining sound make the peach smell in the box stronger and stronger. Those instinctive things buried deep in people's heart are ready to explode.

Wen Muxi almost gave up his struggle when he was in love.

She instinctively wanted to raise her hand to hook Shen Bihan's neck in response to the kiss.

But it was just when she raised her hand that the tingling sensation of twitching her soul came from her wrist, which made her completely awake at once.

In an instant, cold sweat came from head to foot. I didn't know whether it was painful or scared. Anyway, the final result was that before what was about to happen, Wen Muxi pushed Shen Bihan who was pressing on her with his other hand and stopped his next move.

Looking at the pair of Danfeng eyes whose love fire has not dispersed, Wen Muxi said a sentence that is very bad for the scenery.

"Boss Shen, before, brother Chen would give me some benefits if he wanted to soak me. I don't think you want to eat free food at your price?"

She smiled like a street girl who negotiated with her patrons in the street, as if she didn't know what self-esteem and self love were.

You can give money. This is what Shen Bihan taught her during this period of time.

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Muxi still smiled charming, but the love fire in Shen Bihan's eyes had completely frozen into ice, just like his light gray eyes with a biting chill.

He sat up from her, avoided the temptation, wiped the lipstick marks on his mouth with white gloves, took off the gloves and threw them into the nearby trash can, took out a pair of brand-new ones from his pocket and put them on again.

In the whole process, Wen Muxi didn't even move. He still lay on the sofa where the three people sat, looked up at his every move, and didn't even change the charming smile at the corners of his lips.

Shen Bihan finally took off his wrinkled tuxedo and threw it aside. The white shirt made people colder. There was no trace of getting out of control.

He said to her, "let you be the designer you want to be and ask me for money. Miss Wen is really getting more and more dissatisfied."

"I'm going to resign, so if you want to sleep with me, of course I have to accept the money at the price." Wen Muxi smiled heartlessly and finally winked at him: "besides, you're also the eldest young master of the Shen family. Do you want to quarrel with me for a few money?"

"You want to resign?" Shen Bihan surprisingly ignored her bastard words and paid attention to her first sentence.

"Yes."

Two words lowered Shen Bihan's air pressure by three points.

After a half ring of silence, Shen Bihan asked her word by word: "I make you so disgusted that you don't even want your dream?"

"Dream? Pooh ha ha ha."

Wen Muxi seemed to hear some funny jokes. For a moment, he couldn't help laughing: "there are so many adults here. What dreams and feelings do you talk about? Are you young, Shen Bihan?"

She smiled and belittled the two things she cared about most in the most asshole manner.

……

"Bihan, wait, I will become the chief designer of FJ, and I will never embarrass you!"

She once put down such lofty words and ambitions in front of Shen Bihan. Even if she just lost the school fashion design competition because of her sister's plot, her eyes still shine.

"I'm sure muxiaoxi of our family can do it." Shen Bi's cold fingers rubbed her hair and smiled spoiled.

"Hey, why don't you doubt it at all? It's FJ!"

"There's nothing to doubt. You've even soaked me. Can't you get into an FJ?" the teenager's joke instantly made the girl blush and directly buried her head in the teenager's chest.

The clean young man gently hugged the girl into his arms and jokingly promised: "if they really don't accept you, I'll buy the brand that doesn't have eyes, so that you can be a comfortable landlady and design whatever style you want."

……

Memories are accompanied by laughter. The sweet things like honey have become a suffocating ocean until today.

Even though Shen Bihan's eyes were getting darker and deeper, she was still laughing without knowing whether she was alive or dead.

She bet that Shen Bihan must especially want to kill her now.

But he still didn't do it. After a moment of silence, he asked her coldly, "Wen Muxi, don't you look at it when you interview and sign the contract?"

Wen Muxi was stunned for a moment and inexplicably gave birth to a very bad premonition.

"Article 37 on page 12 of the contract states that if Party B resigns voluntarily during the contract period, it shall pay Party A a a penalty of 500 million yuan, which shall be paid on the spot." Shen Bihan repeated the relevant contents of the contract word by word, which made Wen Muxi completely frozen.

She vaguely remembered that there was such a thing, but it was her dream to enter FJ at that time, so Wen Muxi never considered that he would take the initiative to resign. She was afraid that others would repent and don't want her, so she signed it immediately, especially cleanly.

But now

Wen Muxi was so annoyed that she wanted to hit the wall. Shen Bihan's next sentence made her worse.

"How many times do you have to sell 500 million to get it back?"

The steady tone showed an undisguised mockery. Wen Muxi didn't even shed half a tear when her hand was dislocated. When listening to Shen Bihan's words, she almost cried into a dog. Her scarred heart was stabbed by the man she loved deeply.

She asked for it.

Endure tears and sadness, she can still look at Shen Bihan without changing her face.

"Gee, it's really fun, but you capitalists, it seems that the resignation can only be thought of in a dream." she spread her hands and acted insincerely with regret, as if it was not important at all.

"Wen Muxi, in fact, I still like you very much, so don't force me to use my means to deal with others on you."

Shen Bihan reminded Wen Muxi before leaving.

When the door closed and the footsteps outside the house went far, Wen Muxi gathered the smile on his face.

Remembering Shen Bihan's sentence "like you", a layer of chill sprang up in his bones.

Anyone may feel that Shen Bihan is particularly affectionate, but Wen Muxi knows more and more that this is not his affectionate appearance.