Chapter 15 Because You Are My Mrs. Sang

Sang Muye's voice was like a spell, breaking through Shen Xingli's eardrums.

She never dreamed that the mysterious new tech upstart was Sang Muye.

He was an illegitimate child and had been fed, clothed, and lived like a servant since childhood.

How did he build this technology company step by step over the years?

And it is so big and so strong.

It makes people abroad terrified.

Shen Xingli couldn't help but feel a touch of pure admiration for Sang Muye.

She bit her red lip and said, "I took the written test for your company last month. We weren't together at that time, so this opportunity wasn't an exception for you, right?"

Sang Muye said calmly, "Are you questioning our company's system?"

"No, I'm just a little angry. I clearly got in on my own, but why was that person you? If the people from the Outpatient Department knew about this, they would definitely think I got in through the back door. I'm just so angry!"

She has been very strong-willed since she was a child. Although her family is well-off, she never allows her family to use any connections to help her.

No matter what she achieved, she got it through her own efforts.

She said that only in this way could she live with peace of mind.

Sang Muye looked at the little girl's pouting mouth and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub her head.

"What do you want to do?"

Shen Xingli raised his dark eyes and said, "How about I withdraw and let someone else come over?"

Sang Muye frowned and looked at her: "Are you sure you want to give up such a good opportunity?"

"Then what else can I do? Ever since I was little, I've hated being accused of using a backdoor. That's why I've always kept my identity a secret."

"How about I change the president of the company?"

This method is the best.

But the president can't just change things.

Shen Xingli could hear the teasing in Sang Muye's words. She slowly raised her eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"There's another way. That's if we don't make our relationship public for now. That way, no one will doubt my ability. Is that okay?"

Hearing this, Sang Muye's deep eyes suddenly darkened.

He stared at Shen Xingli without blinking: "Are you afraid of others' suspicion, or have you never wanted anyone to know about our relationship?"

His tone gradually turned colder.

The coldness emanating from his body was also very aggressive.

Shen Xingli felt a chill on his neck, and his head might fall off in the next second.

She hung her head and said in a muffled voice, "I'll ask the director to send another person over."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Before she could take a step forward, Sang Muye grabbed her wrist.

The man pulled her into his arms with force.

His body was filled with the smell of hormones, wrapping her tightly.

Those bottomless black eyes stared at her closely.

It seems like a storm is about to come in the next second.

Shen Xingli's lips trembled with fear.

Sang Muye's big, slender hands pinched her chin, and her handsome face slowly tilted down.

He stared at her without looking away.

It looked like Shen Xingli was being grilled on a grill pan.

She clutched Sang Muye's shirt tightly, and she found it difficult to breathe.

At this moment, Sang Muye's Adam's apple rolled a few times.

The veins on his forehead were bulging.

It seems like it is struggling painfully.

After a long time, a low and hoarse voice sounded in Shen Xingli's ears.

"Is three months enough?"

Shen Xingli raised his eyes in disbelief.

Did he, did he agree to a secret marriage?

The always arrogant devil actually cooperated with her in a secret marriage.

Shen Xingli was a little flattered.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Sang Muye's eyes darkened, and he stroked her smooth cheek with his fingertips.

Lowering her voice, she said, "Because you are my Mrs. Sang."

It’s the little rice cake that I miss day and night.

Although he wanted to announce to the whole world that Shen Xingli was his woman.

But faced with her dilemma, he still chose to give in.

She is his little rice cake, the girl he has always liked since childhood.

No matter how difficult it is, he will fulfill all her wishes.

Shen Xingli was somewhat moved.

She thought that she and Sang Muye were just forced to get married and he wouldn't care about her.

I didn't expect that he would compromise for her.

Shen Xingli raised her little face and looked at him, her voice soft and seductive.

"I will treat you well in the future."

Because she has always known how to repay kindness.

But this sentence sounds a bit weird.

Sang Muye stroked her beautiful dark eyebrows, his voice filled with uncontrollable lust.

"What's the best way? Why don't you tell me?"

Shen Xingli said without hiding anything: "I will cook for you, wash your clothes, and serve you tea and water."

Hearing her say this, Sang Muye suddenly chuckled: "I don't need a nanny."

"So what are you missing?"

"Wife."

Sang Muye leaned over to her ear, his hot and wet lips rubbing the tip of her ear intentionally or unintentionally.

Causes shudders.

Shen Xingli was so frightened that he quickly shrank his neck: "This is the office."

Seeing her little face flushed red, Sang Muye slowly stood up.

He tapped her on the head and said, "You'll have to pay this debt back sooner or later, don't you understand?"

"I know."

Shen Xingli puffed out his cheeks and nodded.

How could she not understand what Sang Muye meant?

She is his legal wife, and these requests are not excessive at all.

Only then did Sang Muye take her resume and sit in the office chair.

Looking at the professional information on the resume, Sang Muye showed a hint of relief between his handsome brows.

Shen Xingli made a comprehensive strategy for Xingye Technology.

From R&D to production, from chips to finished products.

Every detail is taken care of.

This set of information was very helpful for her translation during negotiations.

Sang Muye couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

His little rice cakes never let him down.

Shen Xingli returned to the hospital and immediately ran to the director's office to report.

"Xiao Shen, how is it? Did the other party agree to let you be their translator?"

Shen Xingli smiled and nodded: "Agreed, we'll set off tomorrow."

The director excitedly stood up from his chair, patted her on the shoulder and said, "I knew you could do it. Not only are you the best in your field, but you're also very good-looking. If I were to look for an interpreter, I'd definitely hire someone like you."

"Director, I rely on my ability, not my looks."

"Yes, our little Shen can obviously make a living by relying on his looks, but he is also very talented. If you can't get into the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, no one can."

The director immediately told everyone the good news.

Everyone looked at Shen Xingli with envy.

"Shen Xingli's worth has doubled since she returned from this business trip. From now on, she will be the beautiful translator of our Foreign Translation Institute."

"Maybe in a few days, she will be picked by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and we will see her in the media in the future."

Everyone was talking and laughing, but Qin Weiwei was the only one with a gloomy face.

She couldn't help but chuckle, "That sounds nice, relying on talent to make a living, but it's all earned by climbing into an old man's bed, what are you envious of?"

Shen Xingli looked at her coldly: "Try to say it again?"

"I was wondering what was wrong. I saw you get into the Shen family's old man's car with my own eyes that day. How could you, a commoner from an ordinary family, hook up with a top-tier wealthy family without selling your body?"

Before Qin Weiwei could finish her words, she heard a loud slap and a slap hit her hard in the face.