The discussions of these people could always be heard by everyone in the studio. Ye Ruohuan was stunned for a moment. In love? So soon?

But soon, she denied her doubts. What's so strange about that? Ye Ruohuan lowered her head and laughed at herself.

Huo Zixi looked at the group of people who were still gossiping and wanted to rush up and punch each of them to make them shut up.

He Miaoran returned to the office and sat at her seat looking at the chat interface with no reply. She waited patiently for the man's message because she believed that he would definitely come over and ask her what was going on.

However, after waiting for an hour, there was no response at all. He Miaoran comforted herself in her heart that perhaps Fu Yijian was busy and could not reply to her for the time being.

Suddenly, the voice of a staff member was heard outside——

"Wow! President Fu is on the trending search again!"

He Miaoran frowned. What was going on?

Just as she was about to open the Internet to search, she received a reply from Fu Yijian - "I mind."

These three short words were very consistent with Fu Yijian's cold and heartless image, making He Miaoran seem to see Fu Yijian's cold face when he said this.

He Miaoran was panicking. She quickly logged onto Weibo and saw that the topic "Fu Yijian's confession" was firmly at the top of the list.

When she clicked on it, He Miaoran saw that the marketing account was constantly mobilizing its own army of netizens to keep the topic fermenting. At a glance, all she saw were topics about Fu Yijian. She clicked on one of them and browsed through it. Her expression became increasingly gloomy.

Ye, Ruo, Huan!

He Miaoran looked at a woman outside the office with cold eyes.

"The second young master of the Fu family publicly expressed his love for Ye Ruohuan and issued a statement rejecting all rumors."

Below the obvious and eye-catching title is a long and eloquent speech from a marketing account and self-media. Fu’s public relations department dealt with the entertainment studio that deliberately hyped up the product in a high-profile manner, and also made a special statement to express that its president is affectionate and loyal, and has no other thoughts. Then President Fu reposted the article on his personal Weibo to set the record straight.

After reading the PR article, netizens summarized it into three points:

Fu Yi simply loves Ye Ruohuan!

Fu Yi simply loves Ye Ruohuan!

Fu Yi simply loves Ye Ruohuan!

The onlookers sighed and said, "This is a typical example of saying important things three times."

The heroine in the incident looked confused, even a little indifferent, and didn't want to pay any attention.

She read the PR article and had no doubt that it was written by Fu Yijian, because he was the only one in the world who had the nerve to speak in such a domineering and arrogant tone.

Everyone in the studio wanted to know Ye Ruohuan's reaction, but the original owner disappointed them. Ye Ruohuan closed the news page and didn't bother to pay attention.

Huo Zixi came over and prepared some words to comfort Ye Ruohuan. Just as she was about to say it, Ye Ruohuan ruthlessly rejected her words: "I don't want to mention someone!"

Forehead……

Isn't this obvious? Ye Ruohuan was angry, and very angry.

Huo Zixi touched her nose and said, "Okay then." She sat back in her seat and watched Ye Ruohuan mustering up all his energy, as if he wanted to stare through the drawing in his hand.

You look so calm on the surface, but you are still pretending to be like this in your heart? Woman, you are still too inexperienced.

Huo Zixi was humming a song, and she couldn't help feeling better, because Ye Ruohuan didn't look so lifeless anymore!

He Miaoran was unwilling to accept this. She didn't want to give up just like that. God had given her such a good opportunity, but she still failed!

She hurriedly exited Weibo, opened her address book, and dialed a number.

Unable to get through, she called again, but still got an indifferent customer service message.

He Miaoran couldn't help but wonder if she had been blocked?

Just as she thought of this possibility, she opened Fu Yijian's WeChat chat interface and sent a message. Not only did a red mark warning appear, preventing the message from being sent, but there was also an official reminder that "you have not passed the other party's verification yet."

He Miaoran's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her fingers clenched the phone as if she wanted to crush it.

If he had considered her feelings and not been too harsh when she approached Fu Yijian before, but she had ignored Fu Yijian's warnings and approached him again and again, which had aroused his disgust.

So, Fu Yijian completely cut off the relationship!

What a ruthless move... Fu, Yi, Jian. He Miaoran stared at those three words with hatred.

She turned her gaze to Ye Ruohuan who was working outside, and an idea came to her mind: what she couldn't get, Ye Ruohuan couldn't get either!

"Mr. Fu, the matter has been handled." The assistant pushed open the door and came in to report.

"Yeah." Fu Yijian still looked down at the document.

When the assistant was about to leave, Fu Yijian stopped him and ordered: "From now on, turn down all my evening social events, except the ones I asked you to arrange."

"But Mr. Fu..." The assistant was a little slow to react to the order given by Fu Yijian.

"If you can't refuse, send Director Huang from the marketing department." Fu Yijian's voice was cold, revealing a tone that could not be refused.

The assistant said no more, "Okay, Mr. Fu." He pushed the door and left the office, still confused as to why Mr. Fu had given such an order.

A day passed quickly, and seven hours had passed since Fu Yijian posted the Weibo. Public opinion on the Internet was still fermenting, but the direction was finally controlled. No one dared to scold Ye Ruohuan because it was Fu Yijian who asked someone to handle it.

Once there is public opinion unfavorable to Ye Ruohuan, it will be dealt with immediately and the account will be blocked. Gradually, people will realize that Ye Ruohuan has someone backing her up, just like when she was a host, someone was protecting her secretly.

Gradually, the sounds faded away.

Ye Ruohuan's Weibo also became quiet, with a harmonious voice, all wishing her and Fu Yijian a long and happy life.

The setting sun shone in from the window. As autumn arrived, the nights came faster and faster. Fu Yijian suddenly remembered something. He grabbed the car keys and left the company.

Ye Ruohuan had been busy all day and her neck was a little stiff. Except for the call from Xia Linan at noon, she was busy proofreading her drawings.

Because the assistance work at the museum is almost finished, the workload is very heavy, and she has delayed a lot of progress in the past few days because she had to take care of Ye Shuo, so she got off work late today to catch up on the work progress.

By the time she finished everything, it was already dark outside and her desk lamp was the only one on in the entire studio.

Ye Ruohuan quickly packed up his things and walked out of the office building.

As soon as she walked out of the door, the cold wind blew and she pulled her thin windbreaker tighter.

She was about to walk to the bus stop opposite. The next second, her steps stopped and her eyes fell on a man not far away.

Fu Yijian was wearing a black windbreaker, the cold wind blew up the corners of his clothes. He was standing in front of a black sports car. If it weren't for the bustling city behind him, Ye Ruohuan would have thought that he was about to blend into the night.