Yang Mo hastily wiped the corner of her mouth, quickly pulled out a tissue from beside her to wipe the computer screen. Fortunately, the amount of water she sprayed was limited, and the computer didn't black out or malfunction.

  When the press conference began, it started with a statement, followed by several principals taking the stage. This time, they also invited a police officer who was on duty at the police station yesterday to make the statement more authentic and credible, and finally there was a Q&A session with reporters.

  The hardest part is the Q&A session, unlike some newspaper and magazine interviews where you have to submit your questions in advance after getting approval, this is a live press conference, everything relies on your own improvisational skills.

  While Fang Shu was on stage explaining the situation, Yang Fuxiao had already pulled out a notebook from one side, bitten off the pen cap with his teeth and started taking notes.

  This is what Gu Qingcheng asked for, she wants her to make a record. Write an "After Watching, I Have Feelings".

  Yang Fu Xiao carefully wrote on her notebook

  1. Pay attention to cultivating on-site adaptability.

  For example: When answering questions related to private life, cleverly use "kidney problems" as an answer.

  At this time, because the whole Asia was preparing for this press conference, on the other hand, it seemed a bit cramped.

  Yang Mu Xiao is not sitting at the CEO's desk. She doesn't have the guts to do that, she is outside equivalent to Fang Shu's secretary desk, on which there is a computer, several file folders, and a landline phone on her left side.

  The landline phone rang and she picked it up.

  "Hello, President's office."

  She glanced at the number on the phone and it was from the front desk of the hotel downstairs.

  "Is Secretary Fang in?"

  Yang Mu Xiao said: "Secretary Fang is at the press conference site, what's your business?"

  "There is a tour group checking in on this side, and there are not enough front desk staff, only I am here, and no one answers when I call the general manager's office."

  Yang Mu said: "I'll go down right now."

  She hung up the phone, closed her laptop and rushed towards the elevator.

  As I came down from the high-rise management district, the elevator door opened and I saw Li Jie wearing a deep blue suit with a burgundy tie, looking a bit old-fashioned.

  "Manager Li, the front desk just said that a tour group is coming to check-in and they are short-handed. Hope you can dispatch more staff."

  "Then why don't you hurry up and go!"

  Li Jie finished speaking and directly rushed out from the gap beside Yang Fu Xiao, his shoulder heavily colliding with Yang Fu Xiao's shoulder, causing her to stumble.

  It's really like trying to prop up a wall with mud.

  At this time, Gu Qingcheng didn't ask Li Jie to take charge of the press conference. This person was still wandering around, unable to distinguish between what's important and what's not, and the hotel's affairs were a mess.

  Yang Fuxiao arrived at the front desk downstairs, and indeed, there was a line of people in front of the receptionist who was responsible for scanning and registering. The sofa on the side, which was provided for tourists to rest, was also occupied by many people.

  She hastily walked over and sat down beside the receptionist, skillfully opening another computer and bringing up the hotel registration system.

  Because I once helped out at the front desk of the Asia Hotel in City C and was familiar with the hotel's computer system, except for the password.

  What is the password?

  The receptionist slid her swivel chair over to Yang Xiao's desk, pulled the keyboard in front of him and rapidly typed a string of numbers into the computer, logging into the system.

  Yang Mou Xiao put on a more formalized smile, "You can also register here, show me your ID, either an ID card or passport will do."

  After Yang came to help, plus the original front desk registration clerk and another front desk staff who went to the toilet, three people quickly finished registering a group of 68 people.

  Yang Fuxiao tapped out the last few numbers on the keyboard with a "click click click", then pushed it forward and let out a long sigh.

  Just as Yang Fuxiao thought he was done, he summarized some scanned ID documents and was organizing them when a black figure loomed over his hand. Yang Fuxiao's eyes remained fixed on the computer screen as he rapidly pressed keys on the keyboard. He hastily lifted his head and flashed a smile: "Sir, would you like to check in?"

  This face...

  A little familiar. What is the macro system?

  Oh, Yang Wuxiao remembered, it was that handsome guy sitting across from her at the coffee shop last night.

  However, Yang Moxiao has always had a strong immunity to handsome guys and is absolutely not the type of person who would be infatuated with someone like Meng Xi, unable to move her eyes away from a big handsome guy.

  "Right, a business suite, here's my ID."

  Yang Fuxiao's eyes were glued to the computer screen, one hand pressing on the keyboard, and the other hand reaching out to the marble countertop, picking up the documents, scanning them briefly, and the information appeared on the computer, which Yang Fuxiao read aloud for verification.

  "Shen Jia-yu, you need a business suite..."

  Yang Mu Xiao said and said, himself was stunned.

  She looked up in shock, took another glance at Shen Jia-yu standing in front of the stage, and then glanced again at the ID information that had just been scanned on the computer screen.

  Confirmed, it was indeed Shen Jia-yu.

  But is this Shen Jia-yu the same as that Shen Jia-yu?

  And this voice is really familiar too.

  Although I have never met Shen Jia-yu in person, at least we had exchanged several phone calls.

  Yang Buruoxiao pressed the confirmation key, took out her own mobile phone, found Shen Jiayou's phone number and dialed it. As expected, the phone in front of Shen Jiayou also rang.

  Yang Furong hung up her phone with a low head, closed her eyes deeply, and truly felt extremely ashamed. The handsome guy sitting opposite her last night turned out to be Shen Jiaoyu, and she was even seen sleeping and drooling by others.

  She really didn't want to look up anymore.

  I hope everything is false, and when she raises her head, there's already someone else in front of her.

  But when I lift up my head again, I'm still alone.

  Shen Jia-yu shrugged, "Still me."

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled slightly.

  "You still haven't returned my ID card."

  Yang Buruoxiao hastily handed over his ID card with both hands, "Sorry."

  Shen Jia-yu took the ID card and stepped back a little, "Do you have time now? Want to go grab a cup of coffee?"

  Yang Mo Xiao originally wanted to use the fact that she was helping out at the front desk to gloss over the matter, but another front desk staff member had already come in from the partition on one side, so even her temporary position was gone.

  "Alright."

  Shen Jia-yu needed to put his luggage in the hotel room first, and Yang Fu-xiao accompanied him on a trip upstairs. The random room number turned out to be on the same floor as hers.

  This room number is really randomly assigned.

  This first meeting really didn't have any sense of discord, Yang Fu Xiao followed Shen Jia Yu's side, just like a waiter, even helping to swipe the card into the room.

  "Would you mind waiting while I change clothes?"

  "It doesn't matter!" Yang hurriedly waved his hand, "I'll wait for you outside."

  Yang Mu Xiao was not good at getting along with the opposite sex, except for her first love, Xu Muhuang, and Duanwu, the son of a beggar who often played together when they were young. However, these two people eventually left her, as if she had a toxic effect on men. Later, when she went to school, due to her personality, she was relatively quiet and independent, until high school when she made friends with Xin Man, and in college, she met Meng Xi.

  Meng Xi summed up her extremely poor luck with men in four words: a dead end.

  Speaking with someone of the opposite sex always makes me nervous, and then there's nothing to talk about. If the other person is a quiet type, then just wait for an awkward silence on the first meeting.

  But after getting familiar with it, it's different, as long as Yang Fu Xiao can let go, it's a lively little deer.

  The door opened and Yang Fuxiao turned her head to look over at Shen Jiayou.

  Shen Jia-yu was just wearing a suit, now changed into a casual striped shirt. "Let's go down."

  As they walked forward, they passed by two elevators at the end of the corridor. One elevator was going up, so they pressed the other one.

  The elevator in front of Shen Jia-yu and Yang Mu-xiao had just opened, and the one on this side going up also rang open with a "ding".

  Gu Qingcheng and Fang Shu walked down from the elevator.

  Gu Qingcheng didn't notice the other elevator and directly turned around to head towards the hotel room, but Fang Shu glanced at the window position, and the two familiar figures just happened to enter his field of vision.

  She paused in her tracks.

  After walking through the long corridor in front, swipe your card to enter the elevator leading to the top management floor. Upstairs, when the elevator door opened, Yang Fuxiao was gone from the office.

  Fang Shu picked up the extension on the outside desk, checked the call record on the phone, dialed back to the front desk downstairs, and flipped through a black leather notebook on the desktop.

  Hang up the phone and hand over the notebook in his hand to Gu Qingcheng inside.

  "This is Miss Yang's stuff, just now the front desk said that there was a tour group checking in and needed extra hands, so she went down to help."

  Gu Qingcheng took it from Fang Shu's hand and flipped through it casually, seeing the few words written on it, his eyes twitched, "Where is she now?"

  Fang Shu said: "It should be... with Shen San Shao together."

  ………………

  Yes.

  Nothing is wrong.

  Yang Fuxiao is now sitting in the same seat as last night, across from Shen San Shao, stirring his coffee cup randomly while thinking about how to make a move on Shen San Shao.

  After all, the relationship between the two is quite special.

  Shen Jia-yu looked at Yang Mo-xiao's resentful and bitter expression, and smiled: "Do you have something to say to me?"

  "What? No!"

  Yang Furong waved his hand: "I didn't, I had never seen Shen Shao before, so last night was a misunderstanding, and the thing just now, I feel quite embarrassed."

  "I have been abroad since three years ago before I got married and just came back recently."

  Yang Fu nodded in understanding.

  Shen Jia-yu said so, and that's why there was no news for three years, it was all because Shen Guan-jia had been in contact with the Yang family.

  "Selina has already designed the wedding dresses, a total of three sets, all very beautiful," Shen Jiaxun flipped out a few photos from his phone and handed them to Yang Fuxiao. "This is a draft, and the back is the finished product, made according to your size."

  Yang Mu Xiao originally wanted to refuse, anyway the engagement was going to be dissolved, but the phone had been stuffed into her hands, so she could only pretend to flip through two pages.

  My goodness, it's really beautiful!

  To put it in Meng Xi's words, it's dazzling my 24K titanium alloy dog eyes.

  Extremely long trailing skirt, wide petal-shaped, layered and stacked, from the clothes rack all the way to the two-meter-long stairs behind.

  Yang believes this is every woman's dream wedding dress, a grand wedding that happens once in a lifetime.

  But she couldn't agree.

  When she handed the phone back, her fingers inadvertently touched the page-turning button, and as a result, the photos flipped one more page backwards.

  She immediately withdrew her hand again.

  Isn't this her in the photo?

  It seems to be taken when I was seven years old and in the first grade, wearing a bright red scarf around my neck, with two braids tied up like sheep horns, wearing a big green school uniform, and emitting a strong rustic flavor all over, but at that time I was still happy as a flower, my eyes almost laughing out.

  Yang Mu Xiao secretly raised her eyes to take a glance at Shen Jia Yu, who was coincidentally calling the waiter over to order another cup of coffee. She took advantage of the opportunity to flip through another page, which again had a photo of her, still from when she was young. This time, she was wearing an ordinary white dress, which would be described as "pure and lovely" in today's terms. In reality, it was because her grandmother couldn't afford to buy her a floral dress back then.

  But Shen San Shao actually kept her childhood photos?

  Is it specially collected?

  Yang suddenly thought of the newspaper mentioning that Shen San had a little-known hobby, could it be that this hobby was pedophilia?

  But looking at Shen Jia-yu, he doesn't seem like that. His clothes are well-coordinated, and just one glance tells you that he's a refined and elegant young master with noble bearing...

  "Are you watching?"

  The Shen Jia-yu opposite suddenly spoke up, Yang Fu-xiao was startled and his hand slipped, the phone clattered to the ground.

  Some hands were busy, Yang Xiaoxiao hurriedly wanted to swipe back the photo of her wedding dress, but she didn't know where she pressed, and the phone screen went black. To enter again, she had to input the password to unlock it.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt his face had become a 囧 character.

  Shen Jia-yu stretched out his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll do it."

  Yang Buruoxiao hastily apologized: "I just slipped my hand and didn't know which key I pressed."

  Shen Jia-yu took out his phone, glanced at it briefly, and then put it aside without looking at it again.

  Yang Wenshao also let out a sigh of relief, the photo should have been closed earlier when he was busy, it's impolite to sneak a peek at someone else's phone photos, especially from a man she just met for the first time.

  "Shen Shao, I want to tell you something, I hope I can..."

  Shen Jia-yu raised his right hand and picked up the teacup, "Do you want to call off the engagement?"

  Yang Furong was stunned all of a sudden.

  How did Shen Jia-yu know? She had only mentioned it to Yang Chu-liang and Song Tian-jiao before, but hadn't told anyone else. However, when she made the phone call earlier, Gu Qing-cheng was by her side. Could it be Gu Qing-cheng?

  Shen Jia-yu said: "It was Shen Guan-jia who told me, it was your sister who called Shen Guan-jia and said that you would rather die than call off the engagement, so I came all the way from City C to Shanghai to see if my fiancée is threatening to kill herself to get out of the engagement?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was amused by this sentence.

  To threaten with death?

  Yang Su is really capable of thinking it up.

  However, since it's already been said through Yang Su Su's mouth, then it's simple now.

  "My sister is exaggerating a bit, I didn't mean to threaten her with death, but I did have the idea of calling off the wedding."

  "Why?"

  Yang Mianxiao had anticipated Shen Jiayou's question, so she brought out the prepared answer: "Because I'm not familiar with you, Mr. Shen, and I consider myself a conservative woman. To marry someone I don't love would be very difficult for me."

  "Do you have a loving man now?"

  Yang Bi Xiao lowered her eyelids and pursed her lips, "There is, but he's already gone."

  Shen Jia-yu's phone rang. He lowered his head to glance at the screen, then smiled at Yang Fu-xiao: "Sorry, I'll go answer it."

  When Shen Jia-yu went to answer a phone call on the other side of the corridor, Yang Mo-xiao supported her cheeks with both hands and then pinched her own face hard.

  Why is there such a terrible feeling?

  After saying so much, what's the point? Why is there a feeling of being very embarrassed?

  She felt like she had truly failed miserably.

  Shen Jia-yu walked over to the corridor to answer the phone, "Brother."

  On the other end of the phone, Gu Qingcheng said: "Your dad called me this afternoon and said you've arrived in Shanghai? Where are you staying now? I'll send someone to pick you up."

  Shen Jia-yu smiled: "I'm now in Ya-wan, I don't live in my own family's hotel, would I go live in someone else's hotel? I'm not a prodigal son."

  Gu Qingcheng hung up the phone after entrusting Shen Jiayou with a few words as his elder brother.

  They're all adults, he doesn't need to worry about much.

  Actually, Shen Jia-yu and Gu Qing-cheng's relationship wasn't very good. Three years ago, Gu Qing-cheng forcefully took over MSC with the support of Shen San-bo, Shen Jia-yu's father, and abandoned his own son, planning to send him abroad. At that time, Shen Jia-yu was so angry that he spat up blood at the Ghost Gate Pass.

  At that time, there was a rumor circulating outside that Gu Qingcheng was actually the illegitimate son of Shen Sanbo and that he would go to great lengths to support him in his position, while this third young master of the Shen family was just a puppet.

  Shen Jia-yu hung up the phone, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually turned cold.

  There were not many people in the corridor. In front was the toilet. Shen Jia-yu put away his phone and went into the men's toilet to wash his hands before coming out.

  Yang Mu Xiao was already entangled to the point of death, she hoped that Shen Jia Yu would forget the unreasonable words she had just spoken and say them again.

  However, Shen Jia-yu had a good memory.

  Moreover, Shen Jia-yu disagreed.

  "Why?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was slightly surprised. Looking at Shen Jia Yu's appearance, he should be easy to talk to, but now he has been brutally rejected!

  He just said one sentence: "Because I really like you."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Is it just the first meeting?

  Is it the legendary love at first sight?

  She admits that she doesn't look bad, but not to the extent of being stunningly beautiful and captivating at first sight. Even three years ago, Xu Mochen wasn't someone who would make her fall in love at first sight.

  "Lord Shen, are you joking?"

  Shen Jia-yu smiled slightly, his slender fingers rubbing against the smooth white ceramic coffee cup twice. "I'm very serious."

  Yang Mu Xiao's train of thought didn't catch up for a moment, and he said: "The money Shen family paid as betrothal gifts, I will return to you..."

  "No, I don't lack money, what I lack is a wife."

  Yang Moxiao raised her eyes to look at Shen Jiayu's expression, and indeed it didn't seem like a joke. She slightly extended the tip of her tongue to lick her lips, "You can have more choices, for example, there are many noble ladies who are better bred than me, more capable than me, you can..."

  Shen Jia-yu smiled lightly: "If I can choose anyone, then why can't I choose you?"

  Yang Xiao couldn't answer this question either.

  Yang Fu Xiao was slightly disheartened.

  Marriages between wealthy families often occur, anyway they don't have romantic love for each other, all are for the companies and enterprises of their own families.

  But what is the reason why Shen Jia-yu wants to marry her? What benefits can the Yang family bring to Shen Jia-yu? Or, to put it another way, was the decision-maker for this engagement not Shen Jia-yu himself, but rather his parents?

  Yang Moxiao took a sip of coffee, possibly without noticing, and got a bit of coffee stain on the corner of his mouth. Shen Jiayu then pulled out a tissue and handed it over to him. Yang Moxiao suddenly came back to himself, retreated a little, took the tissue from his hand, and said, "Thanks, I'll do it myself."

  The two of them drank coffee and then went upstairs together.

  As expected, Yang Fuxiao received a call from Fang Shu, saying that he had something to instruct and asked him to come upstairs.

  She said: "Shen Shao, I have something to attend to first, let's talk about this matter when we get back to C City."

  Shen Jia-yu nodded.

  Yang Fu Xiao thought to herself, the betrothal gift was sent by the Shen family on behalf of Shen Jia Yu, and received by the Yang family on behalf of Yang Fu Xiao. If they wanted to call off the engagement, it would be necessary for both families to sit down together and discuss it.

  So now she is thinking of two things: first, how to raise money for the betrothal gift, and second, how to persuade Yang Dongliang.

  Three years ago she was forced by circumstances related to Xu Mochen's tomb, and now she doesn't want to be sold out for someone else's benefit.

  Arriving at Gu Qingcheng's office upstairs, Yang Fuxiao knocked on the door and a voice from inside said, "Come in."

  Yang Fuxiao pushed open the door and saw Gu Qingcheng sitting behind his office desk. His heart skipped a beat as he quickly walked over, "Director Gu, is your press conference over?"

  Gu Qingcheng hung his head low.

  Yang Mu Xiao was curious and walked over to take a look. He saw Gu Qing Cheng lowering his head to look at something, and as soon as he took a glance, he was stunned.

  Isn't this the notebook she used to take notes during the press conference just now?

  The three words "kidney is bad" directly entered my eyes.

  Her heart skipped a few beats, her gaze shifted from the book to Gu Qingcheng's chin, and then she smiled slightly. She hastily took a step forward, slammed shut the notebook in front of Gu Qingcheng, snatched it away, and tucked it behind her back.

  "Boss Guo, I'm going downstairs to help out at the front desk, so I didn't get to finish watching the press conference..."

  Gu Qingcheng leaned back in his chair, hugging his arms, "Oh, so you only heard that one sentence I said?"

  "Of course not," said Yang Xiao, "Your sentence is quite impressive, with dynamic transmission and static control, possessing the most attractive quality of a gentleman: humor."

  "Huh?"

  "You're so strong and healthy, how could your kidneys be bad? Haha!"

  Yang Fuxiao felt that he was laughing so hard his mouth corners were about to cramp, and Fang Shu, who had just walked in behind him, also twitched the corners of his mouth twice. This flattery was really poor.

  Gu Qingcheng smiled and looked at Yang Fuxiao: "But the review still needs to be written, and the press conference still needs to be watched."

  "Alright, I'll go and make up for it right away." Yang Fuxiao said as he turned around to ask Fang Shu for the video recording of the press conference.

  Fang Shu told Yang Fuxiao the password to unlock the compressed video package.

  "Thank you!"

  But here, there is no Yang Fu's office desk, naturally there is also no Yang Fu's computer, can't go to the internet cafe downstairs to watch it.

  Gu Qingcheng had already opened the computer in front of him, "Come sit here and take a look."

  Yang Zixiao stopped in her tracks and saw that Gu Qingcheng had already vacated the boss's chair, taking a stack of files to sit on the sofa instead.

  Yang Fuxiao sat down and opened the video file on her computer, with her notebook spread out in front of the screen, sitting up straight like a primary school student.

  "Mr. Gu, is there a word limit?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked at her for a moment, put on the glasses he was holding in one hand, and said after a brief pause: "Three thousand words."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  It's just one more sentence from your mouth.

  However, Yang Fu Xiao watched and watched until he completely entered.

  From this video, you can really see a lot of content. In the front statement part, Fang Shu first acts as secretary and makes a statement on behalf of Yang Duanxiao, speaking very logically. Then it's the professional lady who was caught yesterday, followed by the police, and finally the journalist's questioning time for Gu Qingcheng.

  Some reporters' questions were so sharp that Yang Xiao's eyebrows furrowed tightly as she listened, thinking to herself how she would answer if she encountered such questions, and probably it would be a mess.

  The press conference lasted for nearly forty minutes, and when Yang Fuxia first looked at it, the signing pen was held in her right hand, but she didn't write a single word. It wasn't until the video returned to the starting point and began replaying that Yang Fuxia stopped her rapidly spinning brain and started writing.

  Yang Fuxiao wrote and stopped, then paused the recording at a critical point to take another look, before continuing to write. After writing like this for nearly three hours, she had filled up three sheets of manuscript paper with horizontal lines.

  After she finished writing, she stretched her waist and roughly looked at it, estimating that there should be about three thousand words. Anyway, she didn't add a single word to make up the number.

  She turned to Gu Qingcheng who was lying on the sofa, just wanting to speak, but found that Gu Qingcheng had closed his eyes on the sofa, sleeping peacefully, with a frown between his eyebrows.

  She subconsciously closed her mouth and didn't disturb Gu Qingcheng.

  She leaned back in her chair, resting against the backrest, and tilted her head to size up Gu Qingcheng.

  The phone on the desk suddenly buzzed, and Yang Xiao hurriedly picked it up. It was a QQ email message from Xin Man.

  Yesterday evening, Xin Man happened to return from an interview in Sichuan and sent an electronic document to Yang Fu's email.

  On QQ, Xin Man sent a message: "This is the information about Gu Qingcheng that my former colleague compiled, it's the original version, hasn't been altered."

  Actually, sometimes the special editions of legendary figures' biographies seen in some newspapers and magazines are also based on real cases, with embellishments and modifications to make the characters more transparent before being released.

  "Okay, muah muah muah!"

  She glanced at Gu Qingcheng who was lying on the sofa and seemed to still be asleep, then opened this email.

  This is some real information, which is different from those sensational and exaggerated titles on gossip forums.

  Of course, including Gu Qingcheng's enlistment and later withdrawal from the army to engage in business, MSC Group is not as clean as it seems on the surface. At the beginning, it was also a dark family with some unscrupulous foundations that had to be hidden. Moreover, a ruthless and iron-fisted person like Gu Qingcheng was needed to coordinate such a large group.

  However, surprisingly, Gu Qingcheng's parents are actually divorced!!!!!

  "Gu Qingcheng was seven years old when his parents divorced by mutual agreement."

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in surprise, and she still remembered the words she had said to Gu Qingcheng at that welfare institution on the outskirts.

  There are only a few words in the data, and many things are just mentioned roughly without detailed explanation.

  In her subconscious mind, even if Gu Qingcheng was not Xu Mochen, he must have had some connection with Xu Mochen, perhaps the twin brother of the Gu family who was lost outside?

  It's really frustrating.

  What's even more frustrating is the engagement with Shen Jia-yu.

  ………………

  Yang Guang and Liang were also worried about their engagement with Shen Jia-yu.

  It was always the Shen family's housekeeper and Yang's people who were in contact, but this time, the one who made the call was none other than the real Shen family's third young master, Shen Jia-yu.

  "Uncle Yang, I am Shen Jia-yu."

  Yang Dongliang was slightly surprised when he received the call: "Shen Shao."

  They exchanged some pleasantries before getting down to business.

  "As for the marriage between me and your daughter Yang Moxiao, I don't want to back out, and my parents' intention is also not to back out of the engagement."

  Yang Dongliang was stunned for a moment.

  "This is where it's from, we never said we were going to cancel the engagement."

  Yang Rongliang thought for a moment and remembered that Yang Duanxiao had mentioned before that he wanted to cancel the engagement, but he also called Shanghai. Yang Duanxiao didn't mention it again, and now he directly contacted Shen Jiasan without going through him?

  "Was it at dawn when she said it? She was a bit temperamental back then and had some unpleasantness..."

  "No, I heard Shen Guan's family say that it was your eldest daughter who went to look for him and said she wanted to cancel the engagement."

  It's actually Yang Susu!

  Yang Liang said: "I'll go ask SuSu later, but divorce is absolutely impossible. We've been engaged for three years already, and the Yangs and Shens are practically family now. I'm still waiting for you to hold a wedding banquet and have grandkids."

  Even at this time, Yang Guang didn't forget to take advantage of the opportunity to get close.

  After the other party, Shen Jia-yu, hung up the phone first, Yang Dong-liang's eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly, and he slapped the table fiercely with his hand. He stormed out of the study room in a rage. In the dining room downstairs, Song Tian-jiao had just brought up the soup and turned to see Yang Dong-liang, "What are you doing?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "He hasn't come down from upstairs," Song Tianjiao was slightly taken aback, "what's wrong?"

  Yang Rong didn't have time to respond to his wife's words, and turned around to go upstairs. Song Tianjiao felt that her husband's tone was a bit off, so she quickly wiped her hands and followed him up.

  At the stairs entrance, Yang Su had just put on her clothes and came down from upstairs, directly bumping into Yang Gang Liang, "Dad..."

  Yang Gangliang raised his hand and gave Yang Susu a slap, Yang Susu covered her face and started crying. Song Tianjiao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Yang Gangliang: "What are you doing? Did your daughter provoke you?"

  Yang Dongliang leaned against the railing of the stairs on one side, obviously very angry. "Ask her yourself, ask her what she has done!"

  Yang SuSu stuck out her neck: "I didn't do anything!"

  "Didn't you?" Yang Dongliang said, "If not, would Shen San Shao call over to talk about the cancellation of the engagement? Did you go find Shen's housekeeper and say our family wants to cancel the engagement?!"

  Song Tianjiao was also slightly surprised and turned to look at his daughter, "You've spoken to the Shen family?"

  Yang Su covered her face, and tears fell down even more rapidly. "I just can't stand it! Why does Yang Xiao think she can step on the Shen family's boat and still try to climb up to Gu Qingcheng? Gu Qingcheng is someone I have my eyes on, why does she want to take him away just because she wants to?! The necklace was also stolen by her, and the person was also stolen by her!"

  "What's the use of just crying now? If you have the ability, go and take it back yourself!"

  Song Tianjiao did not expect that his daughter would actually go out and ask Shen Guan to cancel the engagement.

  "You're not young anymore, you're an adult. We've already received the betrothal gift from the Shen family. Now that you want to call off the engagement, where are you going to find over 100 million yuan?" Yang Guangliang said, "You're also in the company, we're already overwhelmed with financial problems, don't let our backyard catch fire."

  Yang Suxu sniffled and turned around to grab Song Tianjiao: "Mom, I know I was wrong..."

  Song Tianjiao patted his daughter's back: "We know what you're thinking, and we don't blame you. For now, just focus on your work at the company. After next year's Spring Festival, once the procedures for studying in the UK are complete, you can go ahead and leave."

  Yang Su said: "I don't want to go abroad."

  "This is for your own good."

  Yang Dongliang's anger has also subsided a bit, looking at the red and swollen face of his daughter, he felt a little regretful for a moment. Downstairs, Aunt Wang was startled by the commotion on the stairs and was looking up with her neck stretched out. Yang Dongliang waved his hand to let Aunt Wang go get an ice pack from the refrigerator to apply to Yang Susu's face to reduce the swelling.

  Yang Susu's anger naturally shifted to Yang Fuxiao after being slapped by her father for no reason.

  That night when she returned to her room, Yang Suxin called Yang Moxiao.

  "Yang Wu Xiao, you have no shame!"

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao had just finished taking a shower in the bathroom when she received this call from Yang Su Su, and as soon as she picked up the phone, the first sentence was already so... speechless.

  "Sister, what's wrong?"

  "You don't have to pretend to be innocent, you've already hooked up with Young Master Shen, and now you're also seducing Gu Qingcheng. You clearly know that I knew Gu Qingcheng first, the necklace was stolen by you, it's all just a frame-up! You're a shameless vixen!"

  Although the Yang family is not considered a prominent merchant, for Yang Suxin and later Yang Fuxiao, they were all raised according to the standards of a noble lady. So now when Yang Suxin scolds people, she can't find suitable words, repeating just these few words over and over again.

  Yang Fuxiao sat down, holding her phone between her shoulders, and brought a towel to wipe her hair. "Sister, did you go to the Shen family to talk about breaking off the engagement?"

  "So what if I said it?"

  Yang Suxin lowered her head in front of her parents, but that didn't mean she had given up on Yang Fuchao and his wife. Now, she hated Yang Fuchao to the bone.

  "There's nothing much to it, I really want to divorce now. If you can help me out, sister, and make things easier for me, then thank you."

  After finishing the sentence, Yang Xiaoxiao didn't wait for Yang Susu to speak and hung up the phone first, casually throwing it onto the bed, and began to focus on washing her hair.

  Arguing with Yang Suxin is pointless, it's better to think about how to get along with the "fiancé".

  ………………

  After the press conference, the Ya Huan incident came to an end.

  Because of Gu Qingcheng's sincere apology at the press conference, many netizens praised him online, saying that he was able to take responsibility and put it down, and many original anti-fans who had criticized his "tough guy" image expressed their admiration for him, calling themselves "fans who have turned around".

  However, in a place where others couldn't see, Gu Qingcheng carried out a drastic personnel reform and adjustment at the all-hands meeting at 8 am the next day. Almost all departments and personnel were adjusted, with a batch of people being laid off. Among the high-level executives, the first to be cut was Gao Bang, Li Jie's chief secretary.

  While dealing with Li Jie's problem, Secretary Gao Bang sitting next to Li Jie was sweating profusely, constantly taking out the handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat on his face.

  Yang Mu Xiao asked proactively: "Secretary Gao, are you very hot?"

  The secretary hastily put down her handkerchief, "No, no."

  "How did you end up sweating so much?"

  "It's not hot, I'm just weak."

  Of course it's not hot, it's scary.

  When Fang Shu presented the evidence of Gao Bong's corruption and embezzlement, which had earned him nearly a million in profits, Gao Bong not only broke out in cold sweats but almost fainted.

  Finally, when the police arrived to take Gao Bong away for commercial crime, he really fainted.

  After a major shake-up at the top, Gu Qingcheng still gave Li Jie some face and waited for him to hand in his resignation. This man was indeed useless, but he didn't seek to achieve anything, just to avoid making mistakes.

  Yang Fuxiao thought that this time the new manager of the branch, Gu Qingcheng, would assign Feng Lilili, and seeing Feng Lilili's attitude was also determined.

  However, this time's general manager was sent from the headquarters by Gu Qingcheng and directly parachuted into the position of branch company's general manager.

  Those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos within the branch company and fish in troubled waters or get a share of the spoils, Gu Qingcheng's move had completely shattered their hopes.

  The next afternoon's flight, Gu Qingcheng and Yang Pixiao left Shanghai and returned to C City.

  On the plane, Yang Xiao followed Gu Qingcheng's request and held a financial magazine to read. Because he had insomnia last night and slept for less than four hours in total, the cells of his cerebral cortex were all screaming: "Ahhhh so sleepy, if I don't sleep I'll die".

  As I watched, I couldn't help but start nodding off, propping up my head and slowly fishing downwards.

  Suddenly, her head hurt a bit and she abruptly lifted it up. Gu Qingcheng, who was sitting on one side, raised his hand and tapped her forehead with the pen in his hand.

  Yang Furong immediately sat up straight and said: "I wasn't sleeping!"

  This look is just like a naughty student who was caught sleeping in class by the teacher, and then twisted his neck to make excuses.

  Gu Qingcheng tilted her head slightly, subtly retracting her chin, and gazed at Yang Fuxiao's eyes with red bloodshot streaks, smiling: "Tired?"

  "Absolutely not!"

  Yang Furong immediately straightened her back, her eyes wide open, staring at the text on the magazine, as if she wanted to take the toothpick in front of her and prop up her eyelids.

  But as I looked at the black text in the magazine, more and more of it appeared, densely packed, like a swarm of little tadpoles, until they all started moving. The eight-page magazine became a flowing river, and the tadpoles began to look for their mother.

  No, can't sleep.

  Wait until the body is almost bent into a shrimp shape, then suddenly shake your head, and like an inflatable doll, you will suddenly straighten up.

  Once again drowsy, once again suddenly sitting up straight with a start.

  Thus, it cycles back and forth again.

  Even Fang Shu sitting opposite felt that Yang Fu Xiao was a strange person.

  Gu Qingcheng looked sideways and didn't look at the tablet in his hand anymore, he propped up his chin and stared at Yang Fuxiao's expression and movements, unable to help but curl up the corners of his lips.

  This time, he didn't use the pen in his hand to knock on Yang Fu Xiao's forehead. Instead, when she bent down to a certain extent, one of his hands directly covered her head, making her lean against his shoulder, and at the same time, he took away the magazine from Yang Fu Xiao's hand and threw it onto the table.

  Yang Mo raised his eyelids and took a glance at Gu Qingcheng before closing them again.

  When the plane was about to land, Yang Xiao also woke up. This time, he slept well and didn't have any dreams. One hour of sleep felt like ten hours.

  She found herself sleeping on Gu Qingcheng's shoulder and suddenly sat up straight.

  "Mr. Gu, thank you so much..."

  Yang Fu Xiao expressed his endless gratitude to Gu Qing Cheng, and Gu Qing Cheng directly turned around and pressed a finger on Yang Fu Xiao's lips.

  "Few words, understand?"

  Yang Fu Xiao hastily pursed her lips and nodded.

  Gu Qingcheng withdrew his hand at the same time, and his index finger gently stroked Yang Mianxiao's lip with a light touch, his eyes falling on her completely natural pale pink lips.

  Yang's face turned red in an instant.

  Completely bare face, and blush spread all the way to the roots of her ears in an instant.

  Gu Qingcheng held the tablet in his hand, and his fingertips still seemed to feel the faint lip print on Yang Fuchen's lips. He wiped it off with a swipe of his palm, dispelling the lingering feeling that had been etched into his heart.

  Fang Shu lowered his head, fixing his gaze on Yang Fu's flat shoes, pretending not to see anything.

  After getting off the plane, Yang Zao was in a difficult situation.

  She moved out of the Yang's house and directly moved into Gu Qingcheng's Zijing Garden. Now, is she going back to the Yang's house, or going to Gu Qingcheng's place, or directly going to Meng Xi's rented apartment?

  Before that, Meng Xi had called her and the roommate who shared a rental house with her had moved out due to a job transfer, so Yang Fuxiao went over to fill the vacancy.

  But outside the airport, Yang Guang's arrival directly negated Yang Wu's other two options.

  Gu Qingcheng has boarded the car. Fang Shu said to Yang Fuqiao, "Remember to report to the company tomorrow, General Manager Gu has a new arrangement for you."

  "Good."

  Yang Fu Xiao waited for Gu Qing Cheng to roll down the car window and say a word to her, but the car drove away directly, and in the end, she didn't even get a glance from Gu Qing Cheng.

  Gu Qingcheng's car drove away, and Yang Fuxiao dragged his extremely unwilling feet to walk towards Yang Gouliang's car.

  "Dad."

  Yang Dongliang said: "You come up first."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and opened the rear door to get in, taking down his backpack and placing it on his knees.

  Yang Rong said: "If you want to move out, I won't oppose it, but you also need to consider your own identity. You are the future third madam of the Shen family. Now going to cohabitate with Gu Qingcheng will absolutely push yourself onto a dead-end path. Even if you don't consider your own identity, you should think about your sister's thoughts."

  "I know, I've already found a house, and I'll go back today to move out my luggage."

  Although Yang Wu-liang had many words that Yang Fu-xiao didn't agree with, she doesn't want to go against the Yang family now.

  Hurriedly arriving at Yang's house, Yang Guangliang opened his mouth: "You and Gu Qingcheng really knew each other before?"

  "I said I don't know him, do you believe me?"

  "Compared with those rumors outside, Dad certainly believes in you."

  Yang Fu Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Kuang Liang.

  This remark was somewhat beyond her expectation, whether it was true or false, Yang Fuxiao still said sincerely "thank you".

  Although she knew that Yang Rong said this just to comfort her.

  Indeed, Yang Dongliang thought that even if Gu Qingcheng and Yang Duanxiao didn't know each other before, judging from Gu Qingcheng's actions now, he really has taken a liking to Yang Duanxiao.

  That way, it's much easier.

  Yang Fu Xiao returned to the Yang residence, where Song Tian Jiao instructed the kitchen to prepare a grand feast for her to refresh and cleanse herself.

  While eating, Yang Suxin stared at Yang Fuchao with a cold gaze throughout, as if Yang Fuchao owed her money.

  Yang Fu Xiao felt happy in her heart and also gave Yang Su Su a chicken leg, "Sister, you have some chicken."

  Yang Suxu directly threw out the chicken leg that Yang Moxiao had given her in a bowl, and the rice in the bowl was all scattered on the table.

  "Don't pretend to be kind! You're a sly fox!"

  Since I scolded Yang Xiaoxiao as a fox spirit on the phone last night, Yang Xiaoxiao has been feeling that Yang Susu is like discovering a new continent, and can't wait to use this word on her thousands of times.

  Song Tianjiao frowned: "Su Su, what's with the way you're talking!"

  Yang Gang slammed down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "If you don't want to eat, then go hungry!"

  Yang Suxin pushed the bowl forward and ran upstairs immediately.

  Yang Xiaoxiao quietly stuffed rice into her mouth, wasn't Yang Guoliang and Song Tianjiao supposed to be very fond of Yang Susu? After all, the two only had this one daughter, but now... why did it feel like watching a play?

  Yang Fu Xiao's things were all received at the Zi Jing Garden where Gu Qing Cheng lived. Near nightfall, she thought it over and decided to go find him again, taking out all his clothes.

  Yang Xiao came out of Yang's house with empty hands.

  A car was parked by the roadside, with the front door open. Dong Zhe walked out of the car and said, "Miss Yang, please get in."

  Yang Bufei's footsteps paused for a moment, but she still got on the bus.

  The destination is the same anyway, and the process doesn't matter, it can also save money on taxi fares.

  At this moment, Yang Qiangliang narrowed his eyes and watched the car leave from a window on the second floor of the Yang's house.