Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

According to Wen Muxi's analysis, Zhou Yayao is a knowledgeable person.

Shen Bihan's indifference didn't make her have any change in expression, but her calmness was too conspicuous compared with other people's or curious or quarterly eyes.

Wen Muxi sighed to himself. He could only be glad that Shen Bihan didn't share Yu Guang with Zhou Yayao at all, otherwise he had to be exposed.

Until the time of getting off work arrived, others began to leave again and again, while Wen Muxi was still drawing the design sketch. She didn't mean to stop at all. Shen Bihan didn't urge her, but just waited quietly next to her.

"Oh, boss Shen also came to pick up people in person today. Are you afraid that the little guy will be abducted?" Huajun laughed when he came down from the upstairs office in a half sleeved green Tang costume.

"Yes, who can I compensate for being abducted?" Shen Bihan not only didn't deny it, but also resented his display.

The smile on the face of Huajun, who was caught off guard and ate the dog food, stiffened. He wanted to put the jade folding fan in his hand directly into his mouth.

Isn't it just about falling in love? Look, it's making waves for you.

Hua Jun's words had come to his mouth, but the remaining light in the corners of his eyes swallowed Wen Muxi's obviously emaciated figure.

"OK, what are you doing here after work? Hurry back. I can't afford boss Shen's overtime salary." Hua Jun said, taking out the pen in Wen Muxi's hand and waving a fan to drive people out.

"Flower master, shall we go together?"

With the help of Shen Bihan, Wen Muxi, who packed up his things, invited Huajun with a smile, but the latter refused with a smile.

"I only like the theatre, but I don't like dog food."

“……”

Wen Muxi was helpless, while Shen Bihan's eyes were full of the expression of "counting your interest".

Looking at Shen Bi, Han wenmuxi suddenly remembered a special classic saying that no matter how old a man is, he will always be like a child in front of the person he likes.

And she really doesn't seem to deserve him to like so much.

Hold the pain in her heart. Wen Muxi's face still smiles brightly and sweetly, but she plans to push Zhou Yayao to advance the plan, otherwise she will be reluctant to let go sooner or later.

……

Soon, Wen Muxi and Zhou Yayao became famous girlfriends in FJ. They even went to the bathroom together after work.

So at the weekend, Wen Muxi can naturally go shopping and watch movies with Zhou Yayao, which won't make anyone suspicious.

When Wen Muxi was tired of shopping with Zhou Yayao, she just received a call from Shen Bihan and invited her to go to the private Cafe she often went to.

"Didn't I say that the weekend belongs to me? Mr. Shen, it doesn't count."

When Wen Muxi answered the phone, he joked intimately, but he still went to the appointment, but he took Zhou Yayao with him.

When he entered the box and sat down, Wen Muxi seemed to have ignored Shen Bihan's eyes and ordered the waiter to add a chair.

"Bi Han, this is my new friend in FJ, Xiao Yao." Wen Muxi introduced with a smile in the middle.

Shen Bihan, who is casually grinding coffee beans, looks up at Zhou Yayao. This alone makes the latter blush as if he was going to drop blood.

"Hello, Mr. Shen, I often heard about you when I was abroad, especially your several acquisition plans when you were abroad. It was very wonderful!" Zhou Yayao's fans were very excited when they saw the idol.

Shen Bihan only smiled symbolically when she heard the speech, but her light gray eyes were always looking at Wen Muxi, which really made her a little scared.

Wen Muxi lowered his eyes and couldn't help scolding Zhou Yayao several times. He was fascinated by color. He was going to reveal his stuffing as soon as he opened his mouth. Who in normal life would notice any acquisition case? You are a fashion designer. The situation of the boss of the mall is not that people in that circle don't know at all, okay!

At present, even if she beat Zhou Yayao violently, it's too late, so Wen Muxi can only play with her mobile phone and pretend to be confused.

Seeing that no one was talking, Zhou Yayao boldly took some interesting habits of Wen Muxi as the starting point and soon chatted with Shen Bihan.

Shen Bihan cooked the coffee, and their topic shifted from Wen Muxi to several collections auctioned recently. They had the same preferences and talked only so speculatively.

Even Shen Bihan didn't ask people to send off Zhou Yayao's coffee again. Instead, he ground and cooked his own coffee, added sugar and milk according to Zhou Yayao's preference, and distributed a cup to Zhou Yayao.

"Thank you!" Zhou Yayao was flattered and surprised.

"You're welcome," Shen Bihan said, pushing a cup of bitter coffee without adding anything to wenmuxi's face.

Wen Muxi still didn't say a word and tried to weaken his sense of existence. When he was ready to quietly take the sugar cube, Shen Bihan, who was guarding early in the morning, knocked her hand open.

"Your sugar intake is too high, so it's better to try to eat less sugar."

Shen Bihan's tone was concerned and gentle, and he couldn't find anything wrong, but Wen Muxi knew that he was retaliating against her.

The underlying meaning of the seemingly concerned sentence is: I think you are too carefree and ready to rebel.

Wen Muxi didn't dare to refute anything at this point. He could only swallow the coffee as strong as traditional Chinese medicine with a smile.

Zhou Yayao and Shen Bihan talk more and more. They both hate to meet each other, so that Wen Muxi can't even tell whether Shen Bihan is true or false in the later stage.

She only knew that looking at the two people who were chatting warmly in front of her, although she had a smile on her face, her heart was actually a little bitter than the espresso in her mouth.

What's it like to ask for hardship? Wen Muxi finally had a real experience, but she had no choice.

Wen Muxi even wondered if he wanted to find a reason to leave first. When making room for them, Shen Bihan suddenly received a call from Secretary Jiang. Something happened to the project he was responsible for, so he had to leave for the time being.

"Muxi, I'll go first. You'll go back early if you have more rest. Don't be tired." Shen Bihan didn't forget to pick up her hand and kiss her lips gently before leaving.

"Well, I know."

After Wen Muxi's answer, he stood up with satisfaction. When everyone came to the door of the box, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"Miss Zhou, I had a good chat with you today. I hope we can meet again in the future. Excuse me today." Shen Bihan turned back and smiled at Zhou Yayao.

This smile made Zhou Yayao, who had been slightly lost the moment before, immediately like taking drugs, blush and nod with emotion.

As soon as Shen Bihan left Wen Muxi, her straight body finally leaned back on the back of the chair, which was probably the only place she could relax.

The blush on Zhou Yayao's face did not disperse. Her bright big eyes were full of excitement. She looked at Wen Muxi and asked, "sister Muxi, sister Muxi, Mr. Shen is also fond of me, right?"

"HMM." Wen Muxi answered softly, and there was no flaw in his smile.

Naturally, Zhou Yayao didn't see anything. She patted her chest to make a guarantee to Wen Muxi.

"Sister Muxi, don't worry. I will let you leave Mr. Shen as soon as possible!"

"Then I'll trouble you." Wen Muxi smiled, but suddenly he didn't like the title "Mr. Shen".