After the plane landed, the two began to break away from their honeymoon trip and start a new round of work.
While waiting for Nimolan to realize it, a week had passed. During this week, Nimolan once again realized that human beings are very powerful animals. When she withstood all the workload and pressure, and became healthy
When she stood healthily at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of a new development project of her company, her smile concealed her infinite admiration for herself.
At this moment, she wanted to say to herself: Well done! Nimolan! You are just an invincible little strongman, with a five-star combat index!
The phone rang.
Nimolan quickly retreated to the crowd and answered the phone. Ji Moxuan's voice was lazy: "I told you to dress nicer. You are my wife, the mistress of the Balik family, and no one else.
When you go out, you represent the face of the entire Balik family. Look at your plain white! Buy a nicer scarf when you go home and charge it to my account!" "Pa!" and the phone hung up.
Already.
Nimolan held the phone and thought for a long time. Finally, he looked down at his clothes and sighed helplessly.
This ribbon-cutting ceremony was supposed to be attended by the principals from both parties. What was disgusting was that Leng Ran refused to answer her calls. Even his secretary dismissed her with the lame excuse of "I don't know where Mr. Leng is." Ji Moxuan didn't have to
He said that he never attended any public meeting ceremony, not even the signing ceremony. Therefore, she, Nimolan, was given the title of the main person in charge and attended today's ribbon-cutting ceremony.
The flash almost blinded her.
After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, there was a small press conference. Nimolan was arranged in the center.
A seemingly young female reporter stood up and asked: "Excuse me, Miss Ni, it is said that your Molun fashion has been owned by the Balik Group. Regarding this cooperation, the senior management of Balik supports it.
?"
Nimolan leaned forward slightly: "Thank you for your question. First of all, your information is very accurate. Molun has indeed signed a contract with Balik Group, and I am only an employee of Balik Group in charge of this cooperation project, and
Our company is capable of producing many people. As for high-level decisions, I think all problems that need to be solved start with the word "difficult". It took long-term cooperation and friction between the two of us, as well as repeated discussions and research, to create this
A cooperative development project. Rather than saying that a support vote is rare, it is better to say that a negative vote is valuable."
The young reporter continued to ask: "Mr. Ji Moxuan, chairman of Balik Group, has never shown his true face to the public since the divorce scandal broke out with you. Miss Han, will you meet often?"
"Since it is a scandal, there is no need to bring it to the table. We did have emotional problems between us, but like most couples, once the running-in period is over, the two of us have become inseparable family members and relatives. Me and I
My husband is very busy with work, and although we cannot be together all the time, we have never missed the basic family atmosphere." Nimolan believed that what she said was true, although some of the words in it did not suit her and Ji Moxuan.
"Really? But there are rumors that you and Mr. Ji have divorced, and the reason why it has not been announced to the public is because you have a child." The young reporter's words shocked everyone.
Nimolan was stunned for a moment, then smiled very naturally, and said slowly: "Miss, if the 'gossip' I told you when I go back is slandered again... my husband and I will have to show off our happiness!"
The press conference once again returned to a harmonious atmosphere.
The subsequent press conference about the cooperative development project went smoothly. Although there were provocative questions about Ji Moxuan during the period, it did not affect Nimolan's ability to control the momentum of the audience. It was completely proficient in
The circling characters are daunting.
Ji Moxuan lazily turned off the TV, held the pillow in his arms, and dialed the phone.
"You want to show off your happiness to me? Do you have my consent?"
"That's just a show, lying and deceiving the public," Nimolan said speechlessly into the phone. "Do you want me to admit that we have decided to divorce? I'm not crazy!"
"You really take divorce seriously!" Ji Moxuan's complaints came very quickly and were unpredictable.
Nimolan has no way of grasping this. Sometimes she doesn't understand why Ji Moxuan always complains to herself or is unreasonable like a child because of little things like this or that, but if she thinks about it carefully, maybe Ji Moxuan
He just uses himself to have fun, just like when he lets her live in his home, lie in his bed, and occupy all her time, it is a kind of fun for him. Maybe making trouble without reason is his newly discovered fun!
"I've already said it, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to hold another press conference?" Nimolan said. In fact, she could still deal with Ji Moxuan, just like she would treat a child, or maybe she would change herself.
As a child, this will be very relaxing, and there may even be some small happiness mixed in.
Is it a bit perverted? Nimo Lan asked himself more than once, and the answer is - this is not a pervert, is it infected?
Well, she admitted that she was infected with this extremely childish taste by Ji Moxuan.
"What kind of wifely behavior are you doing? It's just like someone who decided to dump her real husband and prepare to elope with someone else! I'm hungry! Go home early after buying the scarf!" After that, he hung up the phone again.
Nimolan stared at the phone, gave a few final explanations, said goodbye to the senior management of the cooperative company, and then got into the Lincoln assigned to her by Ji Moxuan.
The driver turned around and asked Nimolan where he was going. Nimolan took a deep breath and said, "To the department store."
Of course she went to the department store to buy the scarf that Ji Moxuan asked her to buy.
Nimo Lan wore a white suit today. It was clean and elegant. The light pink shirt made her skin even whiter. This was already the most perfect outfit. Who could see that the devil needed a scarf?
of.
As soon as we arrived at the accessories section, a mall manager came forward, smiled at Nimolan, and said, "Miss Ni, a gentleman asked me to take you to the counter."
"Who?" Nimolan asked subconsciously. After asking, she realized how unnecessary the question was. She smiled lightly and said, "Lead the way."
The mall manager placed the two scarves in front of Nimolan and said: "These two scarves are the latest models this year. They just arrived this morning. The product numbers have not been entered yet. Each one is the only one in mainland China. Miss Ni,
Do you like it?"
"It's so precious. If I don't like it, wouldn't it be because I don't know how to appreciate it?" Nimolan said with a helpless smile.
In the past two days, one of the scarves was ink color, with soft silk and no weight at all. The other was just suitable for the current season. The dark yellow was noble and elegant. Finally, Nimo Lan picked up the dark yellow one and gently put it on it.
Under the face, the collar of the pink shirt underneath is covered. The combination of yellow and white has an indescribable sense of standing out. It is half flamboyant and half elegant. The style suddenly changes. Different from the previous perfect success, this time it is simply special.
The solemnity of independence.
"You have good taste..." Nimolan admired softly, and said to the mall manager through the mirror: "I want this one."
"Okay, I'll pack it for you right now." The store manager said, going to get the packaging box.
Nimo Lan quickly stopped: "No need, I'll just stand around."
After coming out of the shopping mall, Nimolan did not go to Lincoln. She asked the driver to drive back to her work, and walked to a large supermarket owned by the Balik Group in front of her to buy ingredients. The moment she walked into the supermarket, all the people who were married were not married.
All kinds of women, rich or poor, looked at her with envy.
In fact, Nimolan didn't like this kind of gaze, but she still enjoyed it at that moment. Why? She didn't know the reason herself. She was just very happy, wearing this expensive scarf in front of everyone.
Walking under it, announcing that this kind of lucky thing, this kind of beautiful thing, only I have.
In the kitchen.
Nimolan was humming and chopping vegetables. Ji Moxuan came in with a coffee cup, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you in such a good mood today?"
"Huh?" Nimolan looked confused. She didn't know she was laughing unconsciously.
"Are you okay? Hey, Nimolan, what's wrong with you? Did you find the money?" Ji Moxuan was really laughed at by her this time, and asked with a pout.
Nimolan shook his head and said, "No, I didn't think about anything."
"The best thing is, I find more and more that you are different from before. Now you are simply a devil. You handle everything properly. I am really afraid that one day you will no longer want me. If you really divorce me, I will pursue you to the end of the world.
I will run after you." Ji Moxuan sounded a complete warning.
But Nimolan smiled and said nonchalantly: "Tsk, I'm not afraid of you. Dinner will be served in five minutes, so go wash your hands!"
"Let's go to my aunt's house to see how the baby is doing tonight. I haven't seen him for several days and I miss him very much." Ji Moxuan walked to the pool and washed his hands casually, his eyes always following Nimolan's figure.
Just when he said these words, Nimolan's shoulders suddenly froze. She put down the things in her hands, slowly turned around, and said: "Mo Xuan, I want to tell you about the child."
thing."
"You don't need to say anything, I understand that I will love him well." Ji Moxuan had no intention of continuing to listen, waved his hand, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.
Nimolan looked at him for a long time, finally sighed, sat down and ate without saying anything.