Chapter 32 Do you really want to give me a house?

Wen Nanxi: ...

This group of people have quite divergent thinking, worthy of being designers.

She shook her head at Xu Yan, indicating that she shouldn't worry about it.

After lunch, she continued to prepare things for the competition. There were also some miscellaneous tasks that needed to be handled, and she was busy until the end of the day.

She still had some unfinished work to do and summer hadn't arrived yet, so she simply worked overtime, but she didn't expect Yu Zhao to come.

"Ms. Wen, these are some properties owned by Mr. Fu. You can pick any one you want. If you want to see them in person, I can arrange for someone to do so."

It's time to get off work. Aurora Customization hasn't had any major tasks recently, so not many people are working overtime, but there are still some, such as Lin Zhiyi.

Yu Zhao's voice was not loud, but it still caught her attention, and she looked over here.

Wen Nanxi was slightly taken aback, and took the pile of documents from Yu Zhao's hand, a little confused:

"What does this mean?"

Yu Zhao cleared his throat and said, "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply."

Wen Nanxi picked up her phone and looked at it, then she remembered what Fu Ci Yan had said the night before.

Are you really going to give her a house?

He is indeed a wealthy man.

"Take it back, I don't need it."

This kind of compensation is unnecessary. It would be better to give her more money. As for Fu Ci Yan's houses, which are all large flats and single-family villas, she can't even pay the property management fees with her salary.

Yu Zhao placed these documents next to Wen Nanxi's desk:

"This is what the president ordered. Once you've chosen one, just call me anytime."

Wen Nanxi: ...

Xu Yan's eyes lit up:

"Oh my god, Senior Sister, what's going on? So many properties for you to choose from? Did you save Mr. Fu's life?"

Yu Zhao's voice was so low that only Xu Yan, who was sitting next to her workstation, could hear everything.

Wen Nanxi spoke lightly:

"Actually, Mr. Fu is my husband. He cheated on me and wants to give me some compensation."

Xu Yan: "...I still want to believe that you saved Mr. Fu's life. He is repaying you."

Wen Nanxi shrugged.

Why is it that no one believes her even when she tells the truth?

Lin Zhiyi was sitting quite far away from Wen Nanxi, so she just heard something about a property being chosen at random. When she wanted to get closer, Yu Zhao had already left.

Could it be that...

"Wen Nanxi, you're really amazing! Boss Wang alone can't satisfy you, so you even hooked up with Special Assistant Yu, who's a big shot around Boss Fu. Just because you slept with him for a few nights, he's going to give you real estate?"

"Damn it! I'm going to tear your mouth apart."

As soon as Wen Nanxi looked up, she saw Xia Tian suddenly rushing towards Lin Zhiyi and hitting him in the face with a big slap.

Lin Zhiyi yelled, why did she always get beaten today!

"Who are you? Are you sick?"

"You're sick! You just spread rumors every day. If you dare say anything against Nanxi again, I'll let you know!"

Xia Tian was already in a bad mood, and she hadn't expected someone to spread rumors about her best friend right in front of her. How could she tolerate this? She used both her hands and feet to slap Lin Zhiyi several times.

But Lin Zhiyi was not stupid. He would not just stand there and let others beat him, so he fought back.

Two women were fighting. You pulled my hair and I pulled your ears, and neither of them gave in.

Other employees rushed over to separate the fight. Wen Nanxi was afraid that Xia Tian would be bullied, so he ran over to protect him.

"Stop fighting!"

The two were finally separated. Lin Zhiyi was almost going crazy. His face was red and swollen, his hair was messy, and he screamed like a madman:

"You crazy bastard! I'm going to call the police! I'm going to put you in detention!"

Xia Tian looked better than Lin Zhiyi. At least her face didn't have any scars, but her hair was a little messy. She was protected by Wen Nanxi behind her and sneered:

"You fought back, what we're doing is called a fistfight, you have to go in if you want to!"

"Grass!"

Lin Zhiyi, who has always been a ladylike socialite, rarely cursed the national quintessence. After cursing, she still felt unsatisfied and cursed again:

"Wen Nanxi, why are you so anxious? She's just a kept slut who drives around in luxury cars all day. Are you the same kind of person?"

Xia Tian put his hands on his hips and spoke twice as loudly as Lin Zhiyi:

"Bullshit, driving a luxury car means you're being kept? That Mercedes Benz is my car! Do you have a problem with me driving my bestie?"

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

My best friend's car? Isn't she being kept by someone?

"Then how do you explain that the Maybach and Bentley are both your cars?"

Xia Tian chuckled, "Do I need to explain to you? Are you jealous of others' wealth? You can't drive a luxury car because you don't want to? Your President Fu drives a luxury car. I'm afraid he's not just some gigolo being kept by a rich woman!"

"you!"

Lin Zhiyi couldn't beat Xia Tian's quick tongue, and was defeated in a few rounds. Xia Tian walked away with Wen Nanxi in a haughty manner, and when he reached the door, he turned back and gave Lin Zhiyi a middle finger:

"If you're not good at it, practice more!"

Hearing the screams coming from behind, Wen Nanxi couldn't help laughing and hugged Xia Tian's arms:

"You are still the best. You always stand by me."

Summer cockily flipped her hair:

"Well, you see, he's not much better than that scumbag in your family. Why don't you divorce him and follow me? I don't mind being T."

Wen Nanxi looked at Xia Tian helplessly, but her heart felt warm.

She had received too little love since she was a child, and such firm and undoubted support was enough to make her happy for a long time.

Xia Tian took Wen Nanxi straight to the bar. The bar wasn't crowded at this time, so they found a booth and ordered a bunch of food and drinks while listening to Xia Tian complain about things at home.

"My brother is urging me to go home for a blind date again. Damn, I want to kill him."

Xia Tian is from Su City. The Xia family ranks among the top in Su City, but there is no humanity in that family. Xia Tian's father has a lot of women outside and has many children. She, the daughter who is registered in the Xia family, is not favored.

In the eyes of the Xia family, the only use of the Xia family's daughter is to send her for marriage when she grows up to consolidate the family's interests.

Before she graduated, her family forced her to go on a blind date with an old man in his fifties. She was so angry that she ran to Kyoto and never returned home.

Coincidentally, Wen Nanxi was also the unfavored little cabbage in the family. She was kicked out of the house by her stepmother many times. The two of them have depended on each other for so many years.

Wen Nanxi touched Xia Tian's hair and said, "I won't go back. I won't marry an old man. I'll be happier if I find a young man."

Talking about this summer, his eyes lit up and he took out his phone to show Wen Nanxi photos:

"See this? My new target, the ultimate little wolfdog, with a monstrous body. This face is right on my mind!"

Wen Nanxi took the phone and vaguely felt that the person in the photo looked familiar:

"Where did you know him? Is his name... Duan Ze?"

Xia Tian was a little surprised: "Yes, baby, how do you know him? Last night I took an artist to a dinner party, and I fell in love with this little wolfdog on the spot. After getting him drunk, I dragged him directly to the private room upstairs. Hehehe, it's a pity that I drank too much and forgot what it tasted like."

Wen Nanxi: "...This is the young master of the Duan family, Fu Ciyan's good brother."

Xia Tian: "What the hell??? The Duan family? The Duan family that controls the largest media company in Kyoto?"

Wen Nanxi rubbed Xia Tian's head with pity:

"Don't be fooled by Duan Ze's youthful appearance. He's actually only one year younger than Fu Ciyan. Most importantly, he's known for holding a grudge. Rest in peace, child."

Xia Tian was completely bewildered: "Fortunately, I ran away before he woke up this morning. He probably doesn't remember me..."

A sinister voice suddenly rang out: "Are you sure? Miss Xia..."