CEO's Little Cute Wife

"Heh, I really don't want to bother too much with your matters. I just don't want your name to be written on the card when I receive an invitation from the Big Brother Fu. Tang Yue, no matter what, we are still old classmates. Since we have been friends for four years, it's best for you to stay away from me. Because you are too close to me, I will make your life worse than death. "

Tang Yue sneered: "You were clearly the one who had been looking for trouble with me the entire time. What do you mean by being too close to you? Are you the Ministry of Propaganda Manager or a colleague of the Ministry of Propaganda? If you ever become a President of the Group, I'll immediately leave this place. " He really didn't want to see her, so he walked around the car.

Looking at the back of his love rival, Huo Ying Ying disdainfully curled her lips, raised her hand and proudly put on her sunglasses: "Hmph, you little bitch, just you wait, if I don't kick you out of the HampS Group, my name isn't Huo Ying Ying."

The eyes behind the glasses squinted coldly, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car drove straight towards Tang Yue.

Just as they were about to collide, the red sprint brushed past Tang Yue's body.

"Hey, are you crazy?" Tang Yue who had yet to recover from her shock was furious, she was so angry that her lungs were about to burst.

This despicable woman was simply the nemesis of her life.

The red trot stopped in front of the hall, Huo Ying Ying got off the car gracefully, and looked at the furious Tang Yue who was not far away with a smile, and walked into the hall while twisting her slim waist.

Not far away, a black Rolls-Royce was parked by the side of the road. The man in the backseat looked at the door of the company in silence, frowning as if he could pinch a fly to death.

Looking at the rose in the trunk, Si Han was so anxious that his head was on fire.

"CEO, Fu Yang is serious now. "What should we do?"

"Give that girl some time." He believed that she would explain everything clearly.

Tang Yue had been working the entire morning, not because she found trouble with her, but because of Fu Yang's appearance.

When she thought about the roses in the trunk, she felt so depressed.

It could be seen that he was truly moved to the bottom of his heart. However, he couldn't tell him about his marriage, so what should he do?

It wasn't until lunch time that Tang Yue didn't go to the dining hall with her good friend. Instead, she took her phone and left the company.

He found a quiet place nearby, found Fu Yang's number and called.

The phone only rang once before it connected, Fu Yang's gentle voice sounded from inside.

"Yue Yue, do you want to have lunch with me? Are you at the door now? I'll pick you up right away. "

"No need, no need, Big Brother Fu, I … There's one thing I called you about. "I want to clarify it with you..."

"Then let's have lunch together, we'll talk while we eat."

"No, really. Big Brother Fu, I'm sorry. Can you listen to what I have to say first? "

Fu Yang stopped walking: "Why did you say you're sorry again? You seem to have been saying that to me all day. What happened? "

"Big Brother Fu, I am very sorry … Actually... I have someone I like. I can't really refuse it on your birthday. Hey, Big Brother Fu … Are you listening? "

Fu Yang raised his hand and pressed it to his forehead. "Then you mean …"

"I'm sorry, I only like you as a friend. I don't like you as a friend. "Between men and women …"

"Is that so? It seems that I was too abrupt and did not manage to ask you how you felt. I'm the one who should say sorry. "It's fine, we're still friends right?"

"Yes."

"Alright, let's do it like this for now."

"Goodbye Big Brother Fu."

Fu Yang returned to his office with a frown while listening to the beeping blind sound coming from his phone. He pressed the button for his assistant, Jiang Shaochen, to come in.

"Director Fu."

"Go and check on the girl called Tang Yue in the HampS Group. Who is her current boyfriend? And give me her information as soon as possible. "

"Yes." Jiang Shaochen nodded and left the room.

Fu Yang opened his phone's screen to see Tang Yue wearing a white dress on TV that day. When he was watching her heart palpitating, he secretly took a few photos with his phone.

The one with the sweetest smile made him produce a screen. His long fingers lightly traced the woman in the photo as his long and narrow eyes narrowed.

He had had many women. With his superior family background and handsome appearance, he had always been chased by women.

It was the first time in his life that he had met someone who had rejected him. Instead, his interest towards that girl had grown.

Is there anyone you like?

He wanted to see what kind of man had become his rival.

After explaining everything to Fu Yang, the burden in his heart was finally lifted.

After work, Tang Yue left with her good friend Mi Duo Duo. She wanted to take this opportunity to clarify about Fu Yang's situation. She didn't have to follow him and make a ruckus again.

As he was walking down the steps of the company, Tang Yue's phone rang.

She took it out and was surprised to see the number.

It was the foster father's elder sister, Tang Xiao Qi.

The two of them had never been on good terms, so they didn't understand why she would suddenly call them.

"Sis."

"I'm at a small bar on the west side of the city. I owe you some money, so you should come and help me pay it back."

Tang Yue was a little speechless. No wonder he called her …

"How much is it?"

"A thousand yuan. Bring a little more money with you. Don't worry, I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Don't you have a bank card? "Why must I go personally?"

"All my bank cards have been overdrawn. I'm now being held down by someone. If you don't come to Mom and Dad and get to know about it, they'll scold me to death." Tang Xiao Qi shouted somewhat angrily.

"Alright then … "I understand."

After he hung up the phone, Tang Yue checked his bag, there was more than a thousand inside. After explaining the situation to his good friend, Tang Yue took a taxi to the bar on the west side road.

After dinner, Huo Sheng Zhi sat down on the sofa in the Fourth Ring Area, preparing to watch the news.

Not long after the television was switched on, Si Han hurried over.

"CEO, it's bad. Madam has met with an accident."

Huo Sheng Zhi frowned: "What happened again?"

"Madame has entered the Police station again."

Someone raised his hand and pressed it to his forehead: "Are you addicted to entering Police station? What kind of trouble is it this time? "

"This time... It should be a misunderstanding... "

Someone pulled on his collar impatiently: "Misunderstanding how to enter Police station? "Hurry up and say it."

"Madam, she … In a small bar on West City Avenue. To be treated as though it had been swept away …. "The yellow ones..."

Sweeping the Yellow?

"Bullshit!"

Huo Sheng Zhi suddenly stood up and quickly walked out.

Si Han quickly followed.

"Does her stupid brain have that kind of intelligence? What exactly is going on? "

Si Han quickly started the car and explained the whole situation.

"I don't know what my wife is doing at the bar on West City Avenue, but just ten minutes after she went in, the police rushed in. I heard that more than a dozen of them were caught, all of them... The police's attitude is definitely not good. It's said that there's even a media reporter at the scene. I wonder if Madame has cried from fright … "

Huo Sheng Zhi's face darkened frighteningly, no matter what others said, he would not believe that the little girl would do that kind of thing.

On the way, Huo Sheng Zhi called his private lawyer, then went to find his friends in Police station.

The car sped all the way to Police station in the west of the city, but was stopped when they entered the courtyard.

The police officer on duty said that tonight was a big operation and that no one was going to be able to get them out because of a death order.

Huo Sheng Zhi's face was ashen, he stood at the door and smoked, and when the smoke was almost exhausted, he took out his phone and made a call.