Contract Wife: CEO, Please Be Gentle

"Hello, may I ask if you are the one who paid for my hospitalization? "I'm Ling Xiaosu. You have paid too much. The hospital gave it back to me. When should I return it to you …" Ling Xiaosu quickly explained everything and prepared to solve this troublesome problem.

"It's me."

The person on the other end of the phone did not have enough time to answer, so he could only say two words. The word was simple, but it stunned Ling Xiaosu for a moment. She had always acknowledged that she was controlled by voice. The reason why she liked Yan Huyan at first was partly because of his gentle and refined voice.

However, even Yan Qianyin had never given her such a breathtaking feeling.

Like a thirsty man on the verge of death in a desert, he suddenly saw an oasis, October's winter frost, cold and tinged with a slight chill, sweeping into his heart.

"Hey …"

Ling Xiaosu was immersed in the other party's voice and did not reply for a long time.

There wasn't a reply on the other side, so she could only say: "Miss Ling, then let's meet at the coffee shop below Jiuyu Media Building at 3 o'clock in the afternoon."

The man agreed on a time and place and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Ling Xiaosu snapped out of her daze as she felt embarrassed. Oh my god! She had become infatuated with the phone!

She could only call her mother and tell her what had happened. After that, she told her mother not to go out and rushed to the appointed location.

Unexpectedly, she forgot that Jiuyu Media was the gathering place of the media, and very 'fortunately' she bumped into a group of puppies. Thinking of the good things that Yan Xu Yan had done previously, in order not to get into trouble, she hurriedly covered her face with her clothes.

It wasn't long after he found a place to sit down that he heard someone speaking.

"Is this Miss Ling Xiaosu?"

Ling Xiaosu turned her head and saw a capable and astute man in a well-groomed suit, with a Jiuyu Media badge on his body.

"Ah, hello, mister. You're the one who paid the bill for me, aren't you?"

Ling Xiaosu looked the person up and down and was about to pass the card to him.

"Miss Ling, you misunderstood. The person who sent you to the hospital was not me. Please follow me."

Ling Xiaosu was about to ask, but this person did not give her a chance. He pointed at the belt in front of them and told her to get on the elevator.

She had to get up and follow.

She was not invited out until the elevator stopped at the luxurious office on the top floor.

Ling Xiaosu was baffled. Could it be that the person who bumped into her was a powerful figure? Was this the secretary?

The top floor was exquisite in design, and the floor was as clean as a mirror.

The secretary led her to a door and knocked. After receiving a signal to enter, he invited her in.

Ling Xiaosu walked into the room and her vision widened.

Sitting on the leather sofa near the window was an elegant and dignified muscular man. The man had his back to the door, so Ling Xiaosu couldn't see his face clearly.

He just sat there casually, with his legs crossed, reading a thick document, gently stirring his coffee cup with his long fingers.

The shadow reflected in the sunlight was slender and tall, like a patch of ice on top of a snowy mountain.

Elegant, yet astonishingly beautiful.

"Hello …" Ling Xiaosu suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Take a seat, no need to be polite." The man was still looking at the last two lines of the document when a clear and cold voice came from the other side. As usual, the sound of the explosion was exactly the same as the one on the phone.

Now that Ling Xiaosu was certain that the person knocking her was someone important, she sat down on the sofa nervously.

The man put down the document in his hand and turned around. His amber eyes sparkled under the light.

His eyes were deep, making it hard for others to shift their gaze away. However, when his gaze landed on Ling Xiaosu's face, Ling Xiaosu was amazed at the popularity of the idol that had walked out of the TV show.

Compared to him, it was unknown how many streets had Yan Xu Yan, the so called 'popular little life', been left behind.

His noble demeanor and demeanor exuded elegance, giving him an indescribable domineering aura.

This kind of elegance was not as warm as jade, as Yan Xu Yan had pretended to be. Instead, it was truly an imposing manner, as though he was looking askance at the world from a corner of his eyes.

The man was sizing her up as well. When he noticed Ling Xiaosu staring at him, he smiled faintly and said, "This is against the will of the heavens."

"Huh?" This senseless sentence left Ling Xiaosu a little confused.

When he wasn't smiling, he had a noble and threatening temperament, just like an iceberg man. The smile on his face was like the return of spring to the earth. Ling Xiaosu couldn't help but be stunned.

The man put a hand to his lips and whispered, "Defiant, my name."

The name of "heaven defying official" was simply a top legend in the domestic business circles. He was born into Converse with a golden spoon in his mouth, yet he just had to leave the family and barge into the movie scene alone. They used five years of time, without the help of their families, to single-handedly establish their own Jiuyu Media, and became a legend in the industry.

When Ling Xiaosu was in university, he was a student of the directing department of the Media College. Later on, he joined several media companies.

Upon seeing the other party's questioning gaze, Ling Xiaosu immediately snapped out of his daze and blushed, "Hello, hello. I'm Ling Xiaosu!"

It's over, it's over. She's actually committing narcissism in front of the industry's boss. She's going to die, she's going to die!

"Hello, Miss Ling." The Conqueror nodded, looking at her thoughtfully.

"This … this is your card …" She handed over the black card in her hand. Her mind was spinning as she tried to think of a way to get close to this thigh.

This was a serious boss guy! As long as her fingers were pierced, she would be able to eat for half her life. If she could take out a small movie, she would be able to soar into the sky!

Oh my god, this is not a real version. With Papa Ma in front of me, how am I going to convince him to invest in me in thirty seconds?

Ling Xiaosu thought for a moment and retracted the card in his hand. The man pulled at the other side of the card but did not twitch. He then lowered his hand.

Ling Xiaosu quickly reacted and placed the card on the table beside her. "No, sorry …"

However, the heaven defying official waved his hand, "No need. This is your nutrition fee after all. Take it back."

"How can this be!" Ling Xiaosu quickly refused. She didn't want to miss this opportunity. She gathered up her courage and said, "Mister Ni, if you don't think this amount of money is enough, can you invest it in me? I'm actually just a small director …"

"Oh?" "You want to make your own movie."

"I really hope to obtain this opportunity …" Ling Xiaosu bit her lips and said resolutely. Although she knew that being able to make a movie alone as a graduate for two years, she did not know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

But if she became famous, wouldn't those people be able to touch her and her mother? As long as there was a sliver of hope, she wouldn't give up so easily.

Three hundred thousand yuan, plus her savings, should be enough for her to make a small movie.

Ling Xiaosu's palms started to sweat. After an unknown period of time, she thought that the other party had already used silence to tactfully reject her.

However, the heaven defying official suddenly said, "I can give you the money, and add another zero to the three hundred thousand."

"What?" Ling Xiaosu was so surprised that she felt like floating, "Really, Mister Ni?!"

"Of course it's true." "However, you have to help me with something."

"It's my responsibility!" Ling Xiaosu answered without hesitation.

The heaven defying official abruptly stood up and walked to her side. His tall figure was able to cover her entire body. The clear fragrance of the perfume was lingering at the tip of her nose:

"At nine o'clock in the evening, accompany me to a banquet. I will come here an hour earlier to pick you up."

Then, he left the office, leaving Ling Xiaosu standing there dumbfounded.