Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 17
I didn't sleep a wink all night.

It was too late to return to the mansion, Nian Shiqian hurried back to the apartment to find a set of sportswear to change into, and rushed to the magazine office without stopping.

When Nian Shiqian entered the door, the colleagues who were whispering together immediately surrounded him.

"Qianqian, what have you been doing these two days?"

"Yeah, it's too embarrassing for you to keep such a big matter from us."

"Just treat me to dinner."

Nian Shiqian looked at the colleague who suddenly became warm to her, and smiled embarrassingly: "I'm off to work."

"Fake it, it's crazy outside, Feng Yiche, the president of Fengtu Group, went to register with a strange woman. Although the front of the woman was not photographed, the back looks similar to you."

"I didn't expect that you actually knew Feng Yiche?"

"Then you will be Mrs. Feng from now on?"

The cup in Nian Shiqian's hand trembled, seeing the sour taste in the words, the corners of the unfriendly colleagues pursed their lips: "Did you read it wrong? How did I know Feng Yiche?"

"Really not you?"

"Of course."

Hearing Nian Shiqian's answer, the colleagues who had gathered together immediately dispersed.

"I just said, how could Feng Yiche fall in love with a woman like her who wants to have a figure and a figure and money, unless he has a problem with his eyes."

"That's right, I still believe it when it's Ouyang Qian, read it lightly? Are you kidding me?"

"That's right, that's right, I thought it was because people were frightened when Nian Shiqian was young, okay? How can she be worthy of Feng Yiche?"

"Hey, let me tell you that people like Feng Yiche are at the level of male gods, so they can only watch from a distance. By the way, I heard that someone saw Ouyang Qian go to choose a wedding dress. I think Ouyang Qian is the last to marry For Feng Yiche's true destiny. One is rich and handsome, the other is rich and beautiful, this is a match made in heaven."

Listening to the ridicule of her colleagues, Nian Shiqian couldn't help but look down at her chest. Is she bad?

"The time to read is shallow, you come in."

The editor-in-chief Liu Ke poked his head out of the office and beckoned to her, his expression was not very good.

Finally having a suitable reason to leave those verbal bombardments, Nian Shiqian hurriedly picked up the camera and walked towards the editor-in-chief's office.

Zhang Xin was also there, and when he saw Nian Shiqian, he smiled sinisterly, as if he was waiting here to see her jokes.

After looking at Nian Shiqian in a sportswear, Liu Ke's expression was solemn: "Why have you been there these two days?"

Nian Shiqian hesitated for a moment: "I... I'm at work. By the way, editor-in-chief, I sent the photo to the company email yesterday, have you seen it?"

"Email?" Liu Ke frowned, "What photo?"

Nian Shiqian hurriedly handed the camera to her.

"You took these pictures?"

Nodding while reading: "Yes."

Zhang Xin, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, followed closely with a cold snort: "Editor-in-chief, listen, he is still a top student in the journalism department of T University, but it is just an embroidered pillow. Such a good resource is wasted in such a way, and he still arrogantly said yes .I see, I must be lazy."

Nian Shiqian couldn't help but look up at Zhang Xin: "Sister Zhang, I'm not arrogant."

Zhang Xin smiled coldly: "Still talking back?"

As he said that, Zhang Xin threw a newspaper to her and taunted her: "You can read it for yourself. If you don't have the skills, don't stand in the latrine. The newspaper office next door also got the same resources, just like you. But people have captured good things, how about you? Who are you fooling with these? Do you think our magazine is too small to accommodate a great god like you? If you don’t want to do it, it’s okay, the magazine doesn’t support it Idlers!"

(End of this chapter)