Chapter 31: Making Wedding Dresses for Others

Bo Jinxiu continued, "I've already checked this person's identity. Xu Weiwei, also known as Vivian, is a colleague of yours in the News Department. She used to be the host of the morning news segment. Do you have any grudges against her?"

Jiang Ciyou's face showed no surprise at all: "There are some festivals."

Jiang Ciyou looked at the figure in the video and laughed sarcastically: "But she is just making wedding dresses for others."

Bo Jinxiu stared at Jiang Ciyou's perfect profile: "You mean, she was instructed by someone."

Jiang Ciyou's eyes suddenly turned colder.

"I know who it is."

Bo Jinxiu said in a deep voice: "How do you plan to deal with this? Do you need my help?"

Jiang Ciyou concentrated for a few seconds, then reached out and closed the computer.

She turned around and held Bo Jinxiu's face: "No, I can handle it myself, don't bother the prince."

Hearing the word "Prince", the man frowned calmly.

Jiang Ciyou has already offered her red lips, her voice charming: "How about going to my room tonight?"

It was impossible for the man to refuse her invitation.

Jiang Ciyou felt that the man was particularly gentle today.

He seemed to be trying his best to calm her down and even cheer her up.

Jiang Ciyou also benefited a lot from it.

The originally bad mood gradually improved, and I even ended up sinking into the land of gentleness.

But he just kissed her and flirted with her without taking any further action.

Jiang Ciyou was so angry that he bent his body and wanted to ask for more: "Give it to me..."

"Call me..." The man coaxed gently in her ear.

"Honey."

"no."

"baby……"

"That's not what I want to hear."

Jiang Ciyou's consciousness was a little scattered, and it felt like countless feathers were brushing against the tip of his heart, making him feel itchy and unbearable.

That's what she always called him.

What on earth does he want to hear?

"Prince?" Her voice was moist and soft, like a cat's.

The man still resisted giving her what she wanted.

"Jiang Ciyou, call my name."

Jiang Ciyou opened her eyes slightly, her pupils were filled with mist, captivating and charming, her red lips were seductive, as red as blood.

The pleasant voice was filled with obvious confusion and infatuation: "Bo...Jin...Xiu..."

Her voice is extremely beautiful, as if it has a kind of enchanting power that can enchant the soul.

At this moment, Bo Jinxiu has reached the limit of his patience.

The couple are in perfect harmony and enjoy the pleasure of love.

The next day.

Jiang Ciyou called Vivian.

Ask her out for a meeting.

Weiweian was still very arrogant: "Sorry, the CEO of Li Ren invited me to an interview today. I'm afraid I don't have as much free time as you."

Vivian certainly knew that Jiang Ciyou had lost his prime-time hosting position and was forced to take annual leave by the director.

It’s called annual leave, but in fact it’s almost the same as being put on ice.

Not to mention being a prime-time host, she might even lose her spot on the noon news.

Vivian on the other end of the phone was gloating.

Jiang Ciyou's voice was still calm and elegant: "If you don't have time during the day, then let's go to the Genting Restaurant at night. How about I treat you tonight?"

Genting Restaurant is one of the best high-end restaurants in Rongcheng.

Vivian thought about it for a few seconds and agreed.

She knew that this must be a Hongmen Banquet. Jiang Ciyou must have heard the news and wanted to bring an army to hold her accountable.

But she wasn't afraid at all.

For a long time, everyone at the TV station thought that Jiang Ciyou was a socialite in Rongcheng because she always wore designer clothes and looked noble and elegant.

Although everyone disliked her stealing the limelight, they were always wary of whether she had a powerful family background and dared not offend her.

I didn't expect her original family to be so terrible.

So what if she knew that those posts were made by her?

night.

Vivian was deliberately an hour late.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ciyou was still sitting in his seat waiting patiently.

Jiang Ciyouding's location is excellent, with a large floor-to-ceiling glass on the side and a view of the river outside the window.

Jiang Ciyou was turning her head to admire the river view. Her elegant and beautiful face frequently attracted people around her to stop and chat with her.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Vivian's eyes.

He strode over.

"Director, you're truly heartless. This year, you've secured nearly every advertising contract for the TV station. You've turned against me so suddenly. It's truly disheartening."

Vivian had already sat down opposite Jiang Ciyou.

"I just applied for the editor-in-chief position at Li Ren, and I happen to be short of an editorial assistant. How about you quit and come work for me at Li Ren? Even though it's just an editorial assistant, I'll be there for you. It's better than sitting on the bench at a TV station in the future."

Vivian's eyes were full of sarcasm and contempt.

She was an experienced person who had worked at the TV station for five years, and Jiang Ciyou had only been working there for a year, but he was already suppressing her in every way.

Now I can finally vent my anger.

Jiang Ciyou's expression was calm, and he smiled faintly: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I am not considering changing jobs for the time being."

Vivian laughed sarcastically, "I'm doing this for your own good. Instead of waiting to be fired, it's better to resign and retain some dignity. Do you think the director would keep the daughter of a murderer to discredit the TV station? Even if the director wanted to protect you, the station director wouldn't agree."

Jiang Ciyou simply got straight to the point: "Isn't my current situation all thanks to you?"

Vivian was also prepared.

Pretending to look innocent, she said, "Jiang Ciyou, you've done this all yourself, don't blame me. If I had any dirt on you, I wouldn't have waited until today."

Jiang Ciyou opened a video on his phone and placed it in front of Vivian.

After watching the video, Vivian's expression suddenly changed.

She didn't expect that the video she posted in the Internet cafe would be found by her.

A flash of panic crossed Vivian's face, but she quickly calmed down.

She simply admitted it: "Yes, I posted it, so what? I didn't slander you. Your mother is a murderer, that's a fact."

"Vivian, I'm not here to settle accounts with you today. You're absolutely right. If you had this information, you wouldn't have waited until now to release it. I just want to find out who gave you this information."

Although Jiang Ciyou already had the answer in her heart, she still wanted to confirm it.

Vivian received a lot of benefits, so it was naturally impossible to tell her.

What's more, Jiang Ciyou is helpless and has a bad reputation at the moment, so what is she afraid of?

"No one gave it to me, Jiang Ciyou. I've been investigating you. You usually act so noble, as if you've emerged from the mud without being stained."

"I originally thought you were a real socialite from a noble family, but I didn't expect you to have crawled out of the mud. Your designer clothes and designer bags are all disguises."

"Jiang Ciyou, you look down on me for looking for a sponsor, but what's the difference between you and me? Just as hypocritical, just as vain. What qualifications do you have to look down on me?"

Jiang Ciyou frowned slightly.