Hidden Marriage Sweet Love: Mr. President, addicted to pets

Chapter 1 He Doesn't Love Himself

When her sister escaped from marriage, she married Shi Nian for her sister, so she knew how wrong she was.

He doesn't love himself, nor does he love his sister. The woman he loves is Qiao Qiao, the woman he dreams of in his heart.

When the love is deep, he will call her name in her ear.

Jojo, Jojo...

Once upon a time, she was so angry with this name that she wanted to ask him who Qiao Qiao was?But just half a year ago, my brother was in a serious car accident and was in a coma. He still hasn't woken up yet. When his brother fell down, the company suddenly lost its backbone and people were distracted. The Lin family was already in crisis. To rob, to blame!
And this marriage between her and him was also shady, her sister's escape from marriage made the Shi family lose face, her father Lin Wei came to apologize, but Shi Nian proposed to let her marry him, the Lin family naturally had no right to refute.

And when she found out that she was going to marry Shi Nian, she was so excited and excited in her heart, but after all, she was just a substitute for marriage, but what about after the substitute marriage!What I got was a more cruel fact.

In this marriage, there was no wedding, no guests, no blessings, only two cold red books and the spouse column on their respective household registers with each other's name written on it.

At this moment, the mobile phone that fell on the ground rang, and Lin Qingcheng quickly wiped the tears from his face.

It was the editor-in-chief, and Lin Qingcheng quickly picked it up.

"old···"

Before he finished speaking, the boss Bingman's roar came from the other end of the phone: "Where is it? Get the hell out of here at the company immediately."

There was already a busy tone on the phone, Lin Qingcheng got up quickly enduring the pain in her lower abdomen, and ran into the bathroom only to find that this was not her own suite, her eyes suddenly fell on the clothes on the hanger, the brand new dress, the tag hadn't been pulled yet Lose.

Lin Qingcheng smiled wryly, it turns out that Shi Nian hides her beauty here in the golden house!

After thinking about it, she took off the dress and put it on again. Lin Qingcheng looked at the skirt on her body and frowned. Does it fit so well?

Hurried to the company, the boss Bingman sat on his office chair with a serious face, the eyes under the black frame glasses stared at her, Lin Qingcheng didn't dare to look directly at her boss, she knew This time she really got into big trouble. During the interview yesterday, because the other party's attitude was very bad, she impulsively threw the microphone at the popular idol.

A stack of newspapers hit her body, although the paper was light, but the moment it hit her face, her delicate skin hurt, she turned her cheek slightly, and her eyes fell on the newspaper on the ground [MK unknown reporter During the interview, the popular idol Sun Hanyu was injured]

Immediately, I heard Bingman's disappointed tone: "Lin Qingcheng, tell me! How do you want to solve this time?"

Lin Qingcheng always hangs her head, not daring to take a breath. Bingman is a woman who is notoriously indifferent, poisonous, and has a clear distinction between public and private in the company. She manages dozens of reporters, but she is a special case. She doesn't remember how many mistakes she made in [-], but every time Bingman just blamed her, and then she took all the things off her shoulders. She knew all these things, because in this way, other colleagues took care of her. colored glasses.

Bingman looked at her, kept his head down and said nothing, a little sullen: "Why didn't you use your brain when you beat someone! Is Sun Hanyu someone you can beat? Before doing these things, you didn't Do you know how to think about it? I don’t think you are suitable to be a reporter. I have already told the people above that I will transfer you to the news editorial team.”

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(End of this chapter)