Fu Yanye's dark eyes looked at the woman who was live broadcasting on his mobile phone. He suddenly looked forward to what her expression would be like when she saw the scandal about his hidden marriage.
——
As night falls, a piece of news about a businessman ranks first in the trending searches.
The boss of Fu Group has a secret marriage!
Fu Yanye's car parked in front of the TV station, holding his cell phone and looking forward to the building.
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping came out together and were chatting about where they were going to eat when they suddenly heard a whistle and looked in that direction.
"Oops! I can't eat the barbecue!"
Ouyang Ping was a little disappointed, but still waved and left.
Zhuo Jian remembered that her grandparents wanted them to go to the hospital sooner or later, so she approached him and said, "You don't have to come to pick me up. It's very close to the hospital. I can just walk there."
Fu Yanye immediately frowned coldly: "Let's get in the car first!"
Seeing that he was impatient, Zhuo Jian got into his car.
But before she had gone far, Zhuo Jian suddenly received a call from Ouyang Ping. She answered it calmly: "Hello?"
"My dear, look at Weibo, Fu Yanye is getting married!"
"What?"
"Fu Yanye got married and is now the number one trending search topic!"
Ouyang Ping was obviously very excited, Zhuo Jian also quickly hung up the phone, opened Weibo, and then his whole body became tense.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror. Seeing her nervous look, he turned around and looked carefully, pretending to be indifferent and asked her: "What happened?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, and after a while she managed to calmly say the words: "Something big has happened!"
"Not many people know about our marriage, who could it be?"
He stopped the car, looked at her cell phone and asked.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled when she saw his deep sea-like eyes, and she immediately explained: "It's not me!"
Fu Yanye: "..."
"But don't be too nervous. The worst we can do is get divorced immediately, and then you and Lin Ruxiang's marriage will be announced."
Zhuo Jian thought about it again and again, and finally came up with this solution.
Fu Yanye frowned even more: "But grandpa left with his household registration book."
"Well, with your power, do you have to go through the normal procedures to get a divorce?"
Zhuo Jian actually thought from the beginning that their divorce could be very simple.
Fu Yanye sneered after hearing this: "Who do you think I am? Our marriage is recognized by the state. Do you think I don't have to go through the procedures to use my connections?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian was suddenly not sure.
Fu Yanye tightened his grip on the steering wheel, looked at the branches trembling in the wind outside the window, and said in a very calm voice: "It's better not to worry about it for now!"
What Zhuo Jian is most afraid of now is actually that the media will find out about their marriage. Especially seeing how upset he is, she wants to do something immediately, but until the hospital, she can't think of anything.
I bought flowers at the flower shop next to the hospital. When Zhuo Jian was paying, Fu Yanye suddenly gave her his wallet. Zhuo Jian turned around and looked at it. The black wallet was simple and clean, but why did he give her the wallet?
"Pay with my money!"
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian's eyelashes trembled, and she smiled awkwardly but politely.
She was already swiping the payment code with her mobile phone. When she heard a beep, she looked down at the screen of her mobile phone to enter the amount. After paying, she said to him: "No one uses cash now!"
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her with half-squinted eyes. Did she dislike him for being old-fashioned?
Fu Yanye had no choice but to put the wallet away again, and stood next to her coldly.
"We are having an event in our store today. If you spend 200 or more, you will get a bouquet of roses. The gentleman can choose a bouquet for the lady. Any color is acceptable."
The clerk continued to preach when he gave her the wrapped flowers.
Fu Yanye glanced at the flower stand in the flower shop. There were roses of different colors in two buckets, which were quite fresh.