Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Shen Bihan said it lightly, without any emotional ups and downs, or even any superfluous expression. The cold statement directly called Wen Muxi, and the whole person was frozen there.

It turned out that he knew it from the beginning, so he deliberately followed her.

“……”

The jumping heart seemed to block Wen Muxi's throat, so that Wen Muxi suddenly couldn't say a word.

Shen Bihan raised his hand to her and motioned for her to call. People can't guess whether it's happy or angry from his face.

After hesitating for half a second, Wen Muxi still reluctantly crossed over. As soon as he approached Shen Bihan, he grabbed her arm and pulled it.

Wen Muxi fell directly into his arms, and his head hit the broad chest, causing her a headache.

Shen Bihan adjusted her position a little, just like holding a child, so that she could sit comfortably in his arms.

He affectionately put her hand on her big hand, played it carefully, and asked her gently in her ear, "Xi Xi, do you think I won't be sad?"

Swallow the guilty conscience and the guilt that quickly overflowed from his eyes. When Wen Muxi looked up at him, he only had the heartless smile on his face.

"Are you sad? I don't think you have a good time with Xiaoyao." her tone rose briskly. Without looking in the mirror, Wen Muxi knew how much she wanted to die.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, she heard Shen Bihan's breath sink a little, but the expression on his face still didn't change.

"Since you want to play this game, of course I have to cooperate."

Wen Muxi inexplicably smelled a trace of danger from his calm tone. Sure enough, the next second he heard Shen Bihan ask her: "just don't know what level can you accompany me to when I want to play the game?"

“……”

This obviously cold threat immediately made Wen Muxi counselled.

She knew that if Shen Bihan wanted to play with her, he didn't even have to be serious. One finger could crush her to death, and could easily make the people around her doomed.

After saying these words, Shen Bihan still looks like a perfect lover, embracing her waist with one hand and gently pecking and kissing her lips on the pale tooth marks on her neck. He can't see that he is threatening Wen Muxi at all.

Although it was intimate, Wen Muxi knew that what he had just said was not a joke, nor was it just casual talk.

He's serious.

The cold lips kissed along the tooth marks on her neck, and finally stopped at her ear.

He smiled and whispered, "Xi Xi, your courage is really getting bigger and bigger."

A sentence equivalent to an ultimatum directly made Wen Muxi instinctively shrink in Shen Bihan's arms and dare not do it again.

Shen Bihan is half enjoying, looking at Wen Muxi's clever appearance now, and a good-looking smile is outlined on his cold face.

"Be good?" he asked her after nearly ten minutes of silence.

Wen Muxi actually heard it, but because he didn't know how to answer it, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

I don't know whether Shen Bihan saw it or not, but finally she followed this low-level trick to avoid it.

Shen Bihan didn't embarrass her either. After sighing, he held her in his arms more tightly.

……

The next day, Wen Muxi and Shen Bihan returned to their former mode. He also got up early as usual and cooked breakfast himself before coaxing Wen Muxi out of bed.

Even the toothpaste was squeezed aside, as if nothing had happened about Zhou Yayao.

This tenderness, called Wen Muxi, is even more ashamed of it, but he can't help sinking in it.

She thought she was really crazy.

When Wen Muxi got off Shen Bihan's special bus at work, he walked into the company hall and heard someone chewing his tongue behind him.

"Gee, it's shameless. Last night I was forced to climb the boss's bed again."

"Young master Shen has been so obsessed with Zhou Yayao recently. Can she not paste it quickly?"

"I don't know what means I played. I'm clearly a married woman..."

"Don't mention it. I love Jingxi very much when I say it. I don't know how many green hats this woman has worn. I guess it's for the sake of childhood sweethearts that Jingxi hasn't broken up with her."

“……”

Those people didn't mean to keep a low profile at all, so these voices passed into Wen Muxi's ears without missing a word.

The onlookers were all indignant, but the expression on Wen Muxi's face, as a party, had not changed at all.

Because she knew that she was much worse than these people said.

Ignoring the gossip, Wen Muxi came to the office and sat down, and immediately adjusted himself to work.

Since Zhou Yayao appeared, Wen Muxi's daily supply of oranges has been cut off.

Zhou Yayao still receives all kinds of gifts sent by Shen Bihan every day, from famous brand bags to limited models of clothing and jewelry. Her pride is envied by others.

Under such a supply, Zhou Yayao became more and more daring and began to adjust the warm wood in the dark.

At first, it was just some little tricks that didn't attract people's attention. For example, when Wen Muxi opened the drawer, a live snake would come out of it, or the computer was accidentally knocked over by Zhou Yayao and burned the motherboard.

This kind of means that Wen Muxi had seen bad in college made her not even have the desire to expose Zhou Yayao, but she never dreamed that Zhou Yayao was really bold in the end.

This day, Wen Muxi was just drawing design drawings. Suddenly, a female designer who had recently been very close to Zhou Yayao came to her angrily.

Wen Muxi didn't even notice that a bucket of cold water suddenly poured down from her head.

Instinctively screamed. When Wen Muxi hurriedly stood up, it was too late. She was poured into a drowning dog by this bucket of cold water. The whole person looked very embarrassed.

"You're not really sick!" no matter how good tempered a person is, he can't bear it anymore, so Wen Muxi immediately shouted at the man.

Zhang Jiali directly threw the empty bucket on the ground, and the whole person looked domineering and without any guilt.

"Wen Muxi, you dirty plagiarist have no right to sit here. Get out of here right away!"

As soon as the others in the office heard the news, they immediately put down their work and stood up to watch the play.

Wen Muxi, who was suddenly labeled as a copycat, was even more ignorant. What's this?

She doesn't know when she copied it, and who did it?

Wen Muxi wiped her dripping face first. She was just about to ask, but before she could speak, Zhou Yayao suddenly rushed in. Jiao Didi's big eyes were still full of tears. She looked like she had been crying for a long time. When she came up, she pulled Zhang Jiali aside.

"Jiali, please stop. Sister Muxi didn't copy my design. It's all my fault."

Looking at Zhou Yayao's feminine appearance, Wen Muxi immediately reacted. The woman began to be a demon again.