The flamboyant Bentley stopped at the gate of Xingyao Entertainment. The cold wind blew up a fallen leaf, making it look endlessly desolate.
As soon as Su Fanxing got out of the car, she saw the black Bugatti parked in front of Xingyao Entertainment.
What a coincidence? The mountain just crashed into us.
Her expression changed, and a sense of guilt washed over her. She almost subconsciously distanced herself from the Bentley.
What bad luck! Why did this man come to Xingyao for no reason?
But don't talk to her, otherwise if Qi Ying sees you, she won't know how to gossip about you to the Su family.
Su Luoyue's awful face flashed in his mind, and a cold look flashed in Su Fanxing's eyes.
She wanted to take revenge on Su Luoyue and snatch Zhou Moshi away from that man. The tit-for-tat drama hadn't finished yet, and she wouldn't give the Su family a chance to ruin her plans.
She was used to pretending to be relaxed, taking out her cell phone and pretending not to see the flashy sports car.
But when I opened it, I saw that red exclamation mark, which instantly made me furious.
A strange man.
She pretended to ignore it, but she couldn't really ignore it out of the corner of her eye. As if the person in the Bugatti knew what she was thinking, the driver's door opened.
Su Fanxing's breathing stagnated for two seconds, and she turned her face away instantly.
The lack of vision caused her other senses to be amplified, and she could even clearly hear the tapping sound of leather shoes on the ground, which was getting closer and closer to her.
Until he was one step away from her, he stopped.
"Su Fanxing? Hello!"
"?"
Su Fanxing felt that the voice sounded a little strange.
She looked back and realized that the person who got out of the car was not Zhou Moshi.
She had been hiding in a hurry just now and only saw the outline of a figure and couldn't see it closely. Now that she looked carefully, she found that this person had nothing in common with Zhou Moshi's big ice block.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Wen Qisheng and I'm your fan." The man smiled so warmly that it was difficult to refuse him coldly.
In addition, his Hong Kong accent is very pure, so he should not have come from Beijing at the same time as Zhou Moshi.
Su Fanxing waved her hand and replied with a graceful smile: "Sorry, I have something to do today, so I won't be taking a photo with you for the time being."
Coincidentally, Qi Ying saw someone chatting up Su Fanxing from afar, and she came to her in two steps, looking very oppressive.
When he looked at Wen Qisheng, his usually cold face showed a hint of danger.
Su Fanxing blinked guiltily, afraid that Qi Ying would recognize this man as Zhou Moshi's friend. She immediately hooked her arm around his, waved to Wen Qisheng, and made to leave: "Mr. Wen, there are people waiting for me. Let's go in first--"
Sensing that she was about to slip away, Wen Qisheng smiled even more ostentatiously.
"Don't worry, Miss Su. I have a friend who's also here at Xingyao for business. Can we just go in together?"
"..." Whatever Su Fanxing feared came true.
But you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you. If you leave in such a hurry, you will seem to be guilty of something.
Under the gazes of several people, a black figure emerged from the passenger seat of the black Bugatti.
This time, Su Fanxing saw clearly that it was Yamamoto-san.
After not seeing each other for a night, Zhou Moshi looked much more haggard, with a dark bruise on his eyes that wouldn't go away. It was obvious that he didn't get much rest last night.
The haute couture wool coat made his already 1.9-meter-tall figure even straighter and taller. He wore a black turtleneck sweater underneath, which concealed the man's sharp jawline and made his tall nose look very superior.
The steps he took towards her were hurried but a little frivolous.
Thinking of the message he sent yesterday, "I have a cold," Su Fanxing pursed her lips and unconsciously tightened her fingers that were tugging at Qi Ying's sleeve.
Not only did he have time to block her when he was sick, but he also had the leisure to hold a team building in front of her ex-boyfriend's company?
Her eyes dodged and fell into Wen Qisheng's eyes, her intention to hide something was obvious: "Ms. Su, do you know my friend?"
"I don't know him!" She was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and her fur stood up in response.
Realizing that she had lost her composure a little, she slowed down her voice and put on a polite smile.
When Zhou Moshi walked in front of the group, she was the first to extend her hand to him: "Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Su Fanxing."
The threat in his eyes was blatant.
Zhou Moshi's eyes fell on her other hand hanging in Qi Ying's arm. He pursed his thin lips, and his two hands in his pockets remained motionless.
Wen Qisheng couldn't stand it any longer and quickly tried to make amends: "Ms. Su came to Xingyao today to discuss the termination of the contract?"
She was really unsure of what Zhou Moshi meant, so she could only withdraw her hand awkwardly, forcing herself to remain calm and not get angry with him at this juncture. She didn't care at all that Qi Ying's suit jacket had been torn into a rag by her.
"Well, my contract is still here." Su Fanxing didn't find it surprising that others guessed that she had terminated the contract. After all, Chu Nan had been on the hot search for three whole days.
While forcing a smile, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where's Mr. Wen? What are you and your... friend doing here at Xingyao?"
This time, the person who responded was Zhou Moshi, who had been silent the whole time.
"Oh, I had nothing better to do than to crash into Prince Xingyao's car. I'm here to pay for it."
“…”
Su Fanxing choked and almost twisted her foot as she took half a step.
Fortunately, Qi Ying grabbed her waist, preventing the news of her falling in front of Xingyao’s gate from making headlines again.
Although the four of them all came to Xingyao, they were looking for different people and departments.
Chu Nan was very cunning sometimes, and she didn't know what tricks the Su family used. This person closed the office door and didn't dare to see her.
Two groups of people came out of the elevator and were taken into two adjacent meeting rooms.
When they were led in by the staff, Su Fanxing and Zhou Moshi looked at each other at the same time, and then separated lazily.
It was as if the two of them had never really known each other.
As the soundproof door was closed, Su Fanxing walked straight to the sofa, lay down and started browsing her phone.
It seems that she has nothing to do with it.
Generally speaking, the termination process involves listening to the lawyer talk for a while and then signing.
She was bored and there was nothing new on her Weibo. The car sex incident that had caused a lot of uproar had been almost suppressed by Chu Nan.
For some unknown reason, the man's enchanting and fierce face appeared in my mind.
When he regained consciousness, the browsing interface of his phone was already on Zhou Moshi's encyclopedia information interface.
I've searched for it, it would be a waste not to read it.
Su Fanxing skillfully opened a lollipop. The sticky sweet taste of grapes filled her troubled heart, and her mood seemed to improve a lot.
She read things very quickly, sliding her fingertips across the web pages, but she suddenly stopped after seeing an entry.
[Zhou Moshi, the living devil of the capital, sells himself for money. What's the truth behind this?]
Although Zhou Moshi is very famous, he rarely appears in the public eye and there are few photos of him.
This post was from an anonymous gossip forum. It wasn't very popular, but it exposed some stories about wealthy families in Beijing.
Selling oneself? Seeking funds?
Su Fanxing suddenly became interested, her peach blossom eyes shining, and she clicked on the post with great interest.
Before she could take a closer look, the door to the conference room next to her was suddenly pushed open, interrupting her mood of eating melons...
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