At Zhicheng Security Company, Li Mingcheng was a little surprised when he saw her: "Xiaodie? Why are you here?"
"Why, you don't welcome me?"
Li Mingcheng quickly poured her a cup of tea: "You are our largest shareholder, how dare I not welcome you! It's just a little strange, aren't you with Mr. Lu? Why do you think of the company?"
Mo Xiaodie took a sip of tea and thought of the abnormal Lu Chenxu. She shook her head: "Don't mention him. I get angry when I mention him."
"What's wrong? He bullied you? That shouldn't be the case! You just helped Lu solve such a big trouble, he should be grateful to you." Li Mingcheng looked confused.
"Yes, he is very grateful to me. He is so grateful that he insists on holding a wedding with me."
"Poof!" The tea in Li Mingcheng's mouth suddenly spurted out and almost hit Mo Xiaodie.
"Ahem, you, what did you say? Mr. Lu wants to hold a wedding with you? Aren't you a fake marriage?"
Mo Xiaodie's face was full of depression: "That's right! I don't know if he took the wrong medicine today. Only by holding a wedding or through some kind of ritual can Dudu feel the warmth of home. I have a terrible headache."
"Did you go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get your certificate this morning?" Li Mingcheng asked weakly.
Mo Xiaodie glared at him: "What do you think? Of course I got the certificate."
"Li Mingcheng, what should I do? I feel like I have been tricked by Lu Chenxu."
"Why do you say that?"
"I don't know, I just have this feeling. Dudu has gone to kindergarten today and is recovering well. I think Dudu's illness may get better soon without me having a fake marriage with him."
Mo Xiaodie leaned on the sofa and covered her face with her hands in distress. How could she be so stupid to agree to Lu Chenxu's ridiculous request for a fake marriage?
Li Mingcheng sat in front of her, thinking for a long time with his brain lacking emotional lines, and finally slapped the coffee table in front of him: "Okay, Xiaodie, I have a good idea, do you want to listen to it?"
Mo Xiaodie immediately sat up straight: "What can I do? Let me tell you."
"That's it. Don't you want to break away from Lu Chenxu as soon as possible? Then you have to make him hate you first. If he hates you, he will naturally ask to draw a clear line with you."
Mo Xiaodie rolled her eyes at him speechlessly: "Who doesn't know this, why do you need to tell me?"
"Don't be impatient. Listen to me. Think about it. From college to now, which type of woman does Lu Chenxu hate the most?"
"What kind of woman do you hate?" Mo Xiaodie tilted her head and thought for a while. From college to now, Mr. Lu seemed to have always disliked women, especially women who had ulterior motives for him, showed love to him, and tried their best to please.
Throw this kind of woman to the South Pole and never appear in front of him.
Li Mingcheng was a little proud: "Remember? Lu Chenxu hates those women who surround him the most and have ulterior motives for him. Isn't it being reprinted on the Internet all the time? The front desk of their company wanted to use a fall to attract his attention, but he directly
Asking security to throw it into the trash can?"
Mo Xiaodie's eyes lit up: "You mean to let me pretend to be a nymphomaniac and hang around him every day, and then let him feel my ulterior motives, so that he will hate me, draw a clear line with me, and successfully divorce
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Li Mingcheng snapped his fingers: "That's it!"
Mo Xiaodie patted his shoulder appreciatively: "Li Mingcheng, you're good, you're good, you've become smarter."
Li Mingcheng was a little embarrassed by her praise and scratched his head: "You are a fan of the authorities. I am a bystander and can see it more clearly."