fiery fall

"Is it possible that you were with your boyfriend last night..."

Zhang Rong smiled evilly and leaned over to look at Shen Ennan's neck, "Let me see if there are any hickeys on your neck!"

Shen Ennan quickly blocked her hand and said with a blushing face: "Don't make trouble with me, aren't you watching the boss's live broadcast?"

"Is the live broadcast almost over?"

Zhang Rong stopped attacking, and Fu Qianbei's interview had indeed come to an end.

The host gave a simple summary to the camera, and then smiled: "Because of Mr. Fu's arrival, the number of people in our live broadcast room has exceeded a record high. In order to thank netizens for their support, is Mr. Fu willing to answer a netizen's comment in the barrage? proposed question?"

Fu Qianbei smiled politely at the camera: "Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Rong tapped flexibly on the keyboard with both hands, and then clicked to send: [Is there a hickey on Mr. Fu's neck? ]
Looking at Ruhai's barrage, Shen Ennan thought that Zhang Rong's barrage would disappear, but she didn't expect that she suddenly clicked on a code page.

Soon, she saw a large number of comments in the live broadcast room, "Are those hickeys on Mr. Fu's neck?"

Shen Ennan said in surprise: "Is this okay?"

Zhang Rong simply smiled: "It's just a joke~"

In the live broadcast room, the host took the phone from the staff, publicly clicked on one of the items in front of the camera, and then looked at Fu Qianbei with a smile: "Mr. Fu, the question from netizens is that the red marks on your neck are hickeys. ?"

When the camera panned towards Fu Qianbei, Fu Qianbei was obviously surprised for a second.

The host thought he wouldn't answer such a personal question, and was about to smooth things over when Fu Qianbei's knuckled hand touched the hickey, and a faint smile appeared on his noble and cold face, "My wife and I are newly married. The relationship is very harmonious.”

"Wow!"

A burst of exclamation broke out in Shen Ennan's ears.

"Mr. Fu actually showed off his affection in the live broadcast room!"

"Who is our CEO's wife? Only Secretary Jiang from St. Petersburg knows about this matter. Let's ask more questions today!"

Zhang Rong looked at Shen Ennan and squinted his eyes suspiciously: "Ennan, your face seems to be redder?"

Shen Ennan touched his cheek, his eyes evasive and he was sweating on his back, "Maybe the company's heating is turned on too high, it's too hot."

"Hey, are you stunned by our Mr. Fu's show of affection?"

Zhang Rong pushed Shen Ennan with his elbow, "Don't be shy, no one can tolerate our boss's way of showing affection."

"I, Zhang Rong, am the first real-name real-name CEO wife to envy me. One look at the hickeys on my neck, it must have been a fierce battle last night!"

Shen Ennan responded awkwardly, wondering how her colleagues would look at her after they caught the murderer hiding in the dark and knew she was the "wolf-like" woman.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is also crazy.

The host noticed that Fu Qianbei did not seem to reject topics other than work, and tentatively said: "The number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 1000 million, and everyone is very interested in Mrs. Fu. Will Mr. Fu be willing to share Mrs. Fu?"

[Don’t think about it, she must be a well-matched daughter of a wealthy family! ]
[Workaholic Mr. Fu, his wife is Bai Jiawen, the president of Supreme Group, joining forces! ]
[It won’t be that Miss Shen anyway hhh]
Shen Ennan tightened his hand, then slowly relaxed it.

In the live broadcast room, Fu Qianbei thought for a moment and smiled: "In my eyes, my wife is a fiery, kind and principled girl. She was like a fiery ball in the darkest time of my life. Fire has warmed me and is an irreplaceable presence in my life."

Shen Ennan was surprised. In Fu Qianbei's heart, was she such a good person?

Zhang Rong and others twisted their bodies while exclaiming in envy, and there were also many barrages in the live broadcast room.

"Mr. Fu is now thirty. Will he consider becoming a father this year?"

Fu Qianbei smiled: "I have to wait for my wife's approval."

The host wanted to reveal more details, but Fu Qianbei kept silent, saying that for the safety of his wife, no more details would be disclosed for the time being.

But this simple interview with two sentences still became a hot search topic.

In a dressing room.

The tablet on the table was playing Fu Qianbei's trending video, "Irreplaceable existence in my life" was playing, and the eyebrow pencil in the woman's hand broke into two pieces with a "click". "Fu Qianbei's wife can only be me. I will definitely find you and make you disappear completely!"

When the video playback ends, the tablet automatically jumps to the next related video.

"Hello everyone, I am the dog-headed strategist. Today we will dig into the love history of President Fu of Ruisheng Group. Mrs. Fu, who is the envy of the entire Internet, may be President Fu's first girlfriend, the daughter of the Shen Group..."
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Ruisheng Group.

Shen Ennan was sitting at his workstation writing a script, typing a few words on the keyboard with his fingers. He subconsciously looked up in the direction of Fu Qianbei's office and sighed lightly in his heart.

Mr. Fu, who is busy with official duties, will not return to the company in the afternoon.

I clicked on WeChat to "disturb" someone, and saw the WeChat message sent by Zhang Lan.

Mom: "Remember to take birth control pills!"

One of the hotly searched keywords for Fu Qianbei's trip was "hickey", and Zhang Lan must have seen the hot search.

Just when he was about to reply, Zhang Lan sent another message: "The Shen family has such a deep grudge against him. Is the woman he talked about in the media you? Don't be so foolish as to be moved by yourself. Maybe he is in love with another woman, right?" You’re just out for revenge!”

Shen Ennan frowned and replied: "Can you stop slandering him so much? Fu Qianbei has never hurt us!"

Mom: "I am doing this for your own good. I am your mother. Can I harm you?"

Shen Ennan took a deep breath, "I am already 25 years old. I am not the child who just came of age and needed you to choose the future. I can now decide the future I want. Please stop worrying about me."

After the message was sent, Zhang Lan kept saying "Inputting..."

Shen Ennan didn't want to quarrel with Zhang Lan anymore over this matter, so he sent Zhang Lan the information the detective agency needed.

As a pillow person, Zhang Lan definitely knows more about what happened four years ago than she does.

Zhang Lan did not mention Fu Qianbei again, but asked: "Go home for dinner tonight."

Shen Ennan refused directly.

Fu Qianbei didn't have any social activities in the evening, and Shen Ennan went home as soon as he got off work.

After dinner, Shen Ennan hugged his cat and watched the snow in the yard in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Unfortunately, it was not thick enough to build a snowman.

Fu Qianbei was in a good mood and poured a glass of red wine.

He placed the goblet on the window sill, hugged her from behind, and pressed a wine-scented kiss on the side of her neck.

The cat in his arms protested.

Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any objections?"

"Meow!"

"I'm holding back my opinions."

Shen Ennan was amused by him and looked back at him. The hickeys on his neck had faded a lot. If you didn't get very close, you could hardly see them.

"Don't you have a makeup artist to touch up your makeup during your live interviews?"

"Have."

"Won't the makeup artist cover the hickey on your neck for you?" Shen Ennan blushed, thinking of her colleagues' teasing in the morning, "The whole company knows that you have a wolf-like Mrs. Fu."

Fu Qianbei chuckled, not saying that the makeup artist actually reminded him, but he refused.

He didn't like other women coming into close contact. Besides, even if the hickey was seen, it was seen.

He is also a human being, with all emotions and six desires.

Shen Ennan tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Mr. Fu, when did I brighten your life? Do you praise me too highly?"