Chapter 31: Making Wedding Dresses for Others

Bo Jinxiu continued, "I have also checked the identity of this person. Xu Weiwei, whose English name is Vivian, is your colleague in the news department and was once the host of the News Morning Express. Do you have any grudges with her?"

There was no surprise on Jiang Ciyou's face: "There are some festivals."

Jiang Ciyou looked at the figure on the video and smiled 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 Ci 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 three words "Crown Prince", the man frowned silently.

Jiang Ciyou has already offered her red lips, and her voice is 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 soothe her emotions and even make her happy.

Jiang Ciyou also benefited a lot from it.

The originally bad mood gradually improved, and finally sank into the land of gentleness.

But he just kissed her and flirted with her, but didn't take any further action.

Jiang Ciyou was so angry that he leaned forward to ask for more: "Give it to me..."

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

"dear."

"no."

"baby……"

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

Jiang Ci's consciousness of worry faded a little, and his heart felt as if countless feathers were brushing against it, making him itchy and unbearable.

That's what she had always called him.

What does he want to hear?

"Prince?" Her voice was moist and as gentle as 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 misty and alluring, her red lips were seductive and as red as blood.

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

Her voice is extremely pleasant, and seems to have a kind of enchanting power that can touch the soul and erode the bones.

At this moment, Bo Jinxiu had already endured to the limit.

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

The next day.

Jiang Ciyou called Vivian.

Ask her out for a meeting.

Vivian 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."

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

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

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

Vivian on the other end of the phone was gloating over the misfortune.

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 most high-end restaurants in Rongcheng.

Vivian thought about it for a few seconds and then agreed.

She knew that this must be a banquet at Hongmen, and she thought that Jiang Ciyou must have heard about it and wanted to bring him to justice.

But she wasn't afraid at all.

All along, everyone on TV thought that Jiang Ciyou was a socialite in Rongcheng because she was always dressed in designer clothes, looking noble and elegant.

Although everyone was not used to her being in the limelight, they were still concerned about whether she had a powerful family background and did not dare to offend her.

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

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

night.

Vivian was deliberately an hour late.

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

The location that Jiang Ci chose was excellent, with a large floor-to-ceiling glass on the side and a view of the river outside the window.

Jiang Ciyou was looking at the river view from the side. Her elegant and beautiful face attracted people around her to stop and chat with her.

A hint of jealousy flashed in Vivian's eyes.

He strode over.

"Director, you are so heartless. This year, you have almost won all the advertising contracts of the TV station. You turned against me so suddenly. It's really 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 position. Why don't you quit your job and come to Li Ren to work with me? Even though it's just an editorial assistant, I will protect you. It's better than sitting on the bench at the TV station in the future."

Vivian's eyes were full of mockery and contempt.

She was an old employee who had worked at a TV station for five years, and Jiang Ci was worried that she was being pressured in every way after only working for a year.

Now I can finally vent my anger.

Jiang Ciyou had a calm expression and smiled: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I won't consider 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 on your own and still have some dignity. Do you think the director will keep a murderer's daughter to discredit the TV station? Even if the director wants to protect you, the director will not 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, he said, "Jiang Ciyou, you got yourself into trouble, 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: "Yes, I posted the post, so what? I didn't slander you. Your mother is a murderer, this is a fact."

"Vivian, I'm not here to settle accounts with you today. You are right. If you had these, you wouldn't have waited until now to release them. I just want to find out who gave you these materials."

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

Vivian received a lot of benefits, so naturally she couldn't tell her.

What's more, Jiang Ciyou is helpless and notorious at the moment, so what is she afraid of?

"No one gave it to me, Jiang Ciyou. I have been investigating you. You are usually so noble and aloof, as if you have come out of the mud without being stained."

"I originally thought you were a lady from a rich and powerful family, but I never expected you to have crawled out of the mud. Your brand name clothes and bags are all fake."

"Jiang Ciyou, you look down on me for finding a sponsor, but what's the difference between you and me? We're both equally hypocritical and vain. What qualifications do you have to look down on me?"

Jiang Ciyou frowned slightly.