Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

Cold rain beside him, the same look bad. It's very fast on the heels.

However, this time, she was under a lot of pressure and was distracted by her thinking. She didn't notice that a reporter rushed to her side.

He suddenly so hit, the foot a stagger, the whole person will fall to the direction of Li Muran.

Out of instinct, Li Muran caught her, his hand just around her waist, at first glance, it looked very ambiguous.

At the sight of the posture between the two, the reporters all gave out an excited low cry, and then the dense flash lights went crazy toward the two people.

The glare of the light was so dazzling that Li Muran's eyes trembled. He looked at the woman in his arms and the reporter in front of him. For a while, he had the idea of throwing her on the ground and strode away.

Although the idea in the heart is very warm, but their own good self-cultivation is spontaneous, restrained the impulse.

Straighten her body, Li Muran's eyes obviously burst out a touch of coldness, and then went on without any hesitation.

Leng Qingyu stood in the same place for a second, just now she clearly felt the anger from Li Muran, but when she thought of her plan, she could not help but approach him a little bit.

That woman would have forced her out if she couldn't help it!

Li Muran glanced at her and didn't say anything. When he walked to the gate, the media was stopped by the airport staff, which made him a little relieved.

The assistant watched the two men disappear at the gate and the excited media behind them. He only felt that his head was too big. I'm afraid this scandal can't be suppressed just because he wanted to.

Although the media did not get the relevant information about their trip to New York, they were satisfied.

After all, people now like to watch this kind of explosive news.

As if there is some tacit understanding, the news about the two people are the same, both of them say that they are on the same plane, and their behavior is intimate, and the picture is the picture of Li Muran catching the cold rain.

The newspaper in his hand spread out in front of him, but Xing Rushi's fingers trembled and hissed.

It seems that without her, Li Muran's life is still colorful. Sure enough, from the beginning, his good words are to steal two children from her.

It's really insidious as always!

"Li Muran, I will never let you achieve your goal."

Her eyes wandered around for a moment, but at last she was still stuck in the most striking picture in the newspaper.

In the picture, Li Muran is dressed in a well cut black handmade suit. Because of the position of the camera, he can't distinguish the expression in his eyebrows, but the more he does, the more he can draw people's imagination.

His right hand is holding Leng Qingyu's waist, which is not enough to grasp. To the shame on her face, no matter who looks at it, he looks like a pair of matchmaker made by nature.

Xing Rushi looks at such two people, eyes more and more profound. Just want to be distracted, but suddenly hear the knock on the door. Her first reaction was to crumple the newspaper into a ball and then throw it into the garbage can.

"Come in."

She disguised her confusion and took a drawing at random, pretending to be working seriously.

Xie Mufan pushes the door in and looks at Xing Rushi, but when she smiles awkwardly, she finds something wrong.

Follow someone's subconscious glance to the position, a few steps forward, and then pretended to casually glance at the newspaper in the garbage can, eyes flashed clear.

"Rushi, I hope I can attend American fashion week. I'd like to invite you to be my girlfriend. Would you like to

Instead of asking more about the newspaper, he pretended to be unknown and said his purpose.

When Xing Rushi heard about the fashion week, she immediately remembered the contents of the newspaper just now, especially the eye-catching photo, which made her frown directly.

She really didn't want to see Li Muran, especially after seeing the photo, she was sure she didn't want to see him. But when she thought about the status of American fashion week in the clothing industry, she hesitated.

Even in the haze of the financial crisis in 2009, there are still nearly 100 global fashion brands and famous designers gathered here. If you can go to the U.S. fashion week, for the development of the company without harm.

No fashion designer can refuse such an opportunity.

Just for their own comfort, and miss such a great opportunity, is it worth it?

After thinking for a long time, Xing Rushi still agreed. In the face of such temptation, she really couldn't refuse.