Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

He let her go.

When Wen Muxi really realized this, it was time for the live broadcast of the finals of design star.

At the moment when she was busy at the TV station, she suddenly remembered that it had been two months since Shen Bihan appeared in front of her last time.

In these two months, she never happened to meet Shen Bihan again, let alone have any intersection with her life.

Like most other people, she can only occasionally see his news from financial news or business magazines, which is so far away.

This is actually very good

Wen Muxi was sitting on the ground and wandering on the steps for a while. Suddenly someone patted her left shoulder behind her. Subconsciously, he Jingxi's head poked out from the right and smiled like a successful boy in a prank.

"You finished the dress rehearsal?" Wen Wu make complaints about the mineral water that he just handed to him.

"Of course, my performance is the most perfect one. It's OK." he Jingxi narcissized for a while and sat on the ground with her: "are you nervous when you come here to be lazy?"

"Yes, very nervous."

Wen Muxi answered smoothly, and immediately he Jingxi's disdainful eyes: "please, even if you pretend to be distracted, don't be nervous in front of the final. If you look calm, others think you've made up your mind."

"Do you have to play so much?" Wen Muxi had a headache.

"Of course!"

He Jingxi said, directly around Wen Muxi, squatted down on the steps three steps lower than her, kept her head at the same height as her, and then began to teach things like the law of survival in entertainment programs.

After he Jingxi added some funny metaphorical elements to the serious teaching course, Wen Muxi couldn't help laughing, swept away the previous haze, even his stomach laughed and hurt, and his fist went straight to he Jingxi.

Seeing this, he Jingxi breathed a sigh of relief: "you can finally smile. I'm going to lose face when I see you these days."

"Is it so obvious?" Wen Muxi chuckled.

"Especially obvious." he Jingxi nodded solemnly.

“……”

Wen Muxi made a half sound and said nothing. After thinking about it, he was really out of shape. He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't expect to be found by he Jingxi.

"Sorry, I'll adjust my state as soon as possible."

As soon as her voice fell, he Jingxi beat her head: "stupid, who wants you to apologize? You want to be happy."

Wen Muxi touched the beaten head, smiled and said nothing.

Before he Jingxi had time to teach her a lesson, the staff of the program team ran over to inform them that it was time to start preparing for the live broadcast. They quickly gathered their thoughts and began to work.

With the blessing of he Jingxi, the super powerful popular idol, and Wen Muxi's design in this issue, she won the first place in the live broadcast almost without any suspense. The score exceeded that of the second designer under the name of Huateng, and Jiao Shiwei, the third, can only be described as a tragic defeat.

The former unknown designer assistant, FJ's floor sweeper, has become a well-known designer in one fell swoop. Although the top fashion circles may not recognize her achievements compared with the program competition, she has officially entered the FJ design department.

As a champion, Wen Muxi was naturally toasted by everyone in turn. The previous accident made her afraid to get drunk, so she pretended to be drunk on the table without drinking a few cups.

"Designer Wen can't drink enough. Let's spare her." he Jingxi smiled and stopped those people for her.

The parties were all on the ground. Of course, there was nothing they could do. Several people who liked to make trouble took a few group photos with her drunk appearance and let her go.

Until everyone else went to other places to play, he Jingxi teased her in a low voice: "you're really a thief, pretending to be drunk."

Wen Muxi couldn't beat him aboveboard, so he had to pinch he Jingxi's claw secretly, which hurt so much that the latter repeatedly sucked cold breath and whispered for mercy.

At this moment, she and he Jingxi don't know that a brewing storm is quietly coming. When you get back to your senses, you are already in the middle of the storm and can't extricate yourself.

The next day, Wen Muxi was still sleeping in bed. When he thought he could finally have a good rest, he was called to the company by Anna.

Because the Internet is now full of all kinds of photos of her, including her with Shen Bihan, the photos she was taken with Huajun in the cafe, and the photos she took with he Jingxi at the celebration banquet yesterday. They are only so ambiguous one by one.

The contents of those disclosure numbers can be summarized as follows: she seduced the president of Huasheng Empire to open the back door for her, seduced Hua Jun to write her design for her, and even he Jingxi, who had just made his love public.

When Wen Muxi heard the news, he immediately blew up and asked the taxi driver to speed up all the way to the FJ headquarters as soon as possible.

"How's the situation now?" after knocking at the door, Wen Muxi asked Huajun and Anna in the office.

"He Jingxi's brokerage company has refuted the rumor for the first time, so the situation is stable, but..."

Anna said this, subconsciously looked at Huajun and dared not speak.

"But the news that my work was actually written by President Hua and won the first place by President Shen asking the program team to open the back door for me has been 'taken seriously' and can't control the trend of public opinion for the time being?" Wen Muxi quickly guessed the second half of the sentence Anna didn't dare to say.

"Yes..." Anna was stunned. She didn't expect her to guess so quickly.

"I've been calculated more, so I'm more experienced." Wen Muxi also explained.

“……”

Anna was speechless, but Huajun quickly understood something from Wen Muxi's words: "so you know who's behind you?"

"Jiao Shiwei." Wen Muxi had a headache when he said the name: "in fact, I was still wondering why she didn't play small tricks on me yesterday. It turned out that she held her moves until today."

"Listen to joppe saying that you had a festival with Jiao Shiwei before?" Huajun suddenly asked.

"Well, when I was in College..." Wen Muxi reacted half way. Looking at his boss and idol waiting to see gossip, he was helpless: "Mr. Hua, now should not be your time to see the play?"

"I almost found out, but I didn't expect you to react." Huajun shook his head with regret.

"..." Wen Muxi was speechless.

"Don't worry, it's not as serious as Anna told you. I'm just worried about how to entertain the behind the scenes man. After all, I haven't dared to fight our FJ people for a long time. Now I'm a little excited."

Hua Jun's laughter at the end of the spring breeze made Wen Muxi and Anna deeply feel a cold force, making people's teeth tremble.