There were several text messages on Bo Zhanye's cell phone.
Article 1: [Hello, Bo Jiuye, the contract has been sent to your email, please check it. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us.]
Article 2; [Bo Jiuye, it’s raining today, remember to put on more clothes.]
Article 3: [The first time I wore high heels, I accidentally stepped into a ditch and my feet hurt. Attached is a photo of my lovely legs and high heels.]
Article 4: [Bo Jiuye, am I not bothering you by posting this? The main reason is that my boss asks me to keep in touch with you at any time. I don’t know how to contact you, and I don’t know how to please people. I can only talk to you on a daily basis.
If you don’t like it or it bothers you, just think I’m talking to myself.】
...
One by one, they all seem to be simple greetings, but they are pretending to be seductive and pretending to be little flowers.
Fu Xixi doesn't understand, how can these girls do this even if they know that the other person has a family?
Bo Zhanye said: "After re-entering the laboratory to work, all the staff inside required men, including the cooking aunt, who has also been replaced.
This person was asked to deliver materials by a cooperative manufacturer, and I have never seen him before."
Fu Xixi had quickly recovered her mood, looked at Bo Zhanye's face calmly and proudly and said:
"My husband is handsome and rich, and the more mature he is, the more attractive he becomes. It is normal for girls to try to find ways to hook up with him."
"Don't worry, I won't be angry, and I don't want to talk to you. You can just handle it by yourself~"
She believed that he would handle it well.
Bo Zhanye curled his lips, deleted the text messages on his phone in front of Fu Xixi, put the girl on the blacklist, and then said:
"Let me show you that I have decided to do this before, and informed all partners that the handover must be male."
So scary and serious?
Fu Xixi suddenly realized that those women had caused them a lot of harm. Not only was she afraid, but he was also disgusted and bored.
but......
"You've already taken care of it, why are you still showing it to me?"
Bo Zhanye pinched her cheek: "I want you to know that your husband is still as charming as ever. There are women who like him. You can't just ignore me because I'm getting older."
"Always maintain a sense of crisis, huh?"
Fu Xixi chuckled.
Does he know that for girls, the older a man is, the more attractive he is? Even if he is fifty years old, as long as he has a good figure, a handsome face, an excellent temperament, and a successful career, he is a golden and handsome man!
She smiled and hugged him: "I just like that you are older than me and know how to care for others."
"Don't worry, I will never tire of my love for you, let alone dislike you."
"At most...when you are sitting in a wheelchair and can't walk, I will dance square dance with other little brothers in front of you."
Bo Zhanye lowered his head and bit her little mouth, saying dotingly and domineeringly: "If you dare to dance with other men, even if I am in the grave, I will come out."
Fu Xixi: "...It's so scary."
As she spoke, she crawled into his arms.
Where is the fear?
Xiao Ziyu, who was witnessing the entire process, rolled his eyes countless times: "..."
Please, there is someone here, can you see him?
[Mom: I can’t see it. Both parties only have eyes for each other and are blind. 】
[Master Xiao: Mom, please arrange some sweet scenes for me. 】
[Mom: Zuokai, figure it out on your own. 】
[Master Xiao cried and fainted in the toilet...]
[Master Xiao: I heard that my mother is collecting sweet short stories. If selected, can they be written into a book? 】
[Mom: Yes, everyone is welcome to participate~ Douyin Search: Author Miss Yu, don’t be wrong~]
.........
Fu Xixi didn't take that woman's affairs seriously, and neither did Bo Zhanye.
But they didn't expect that there would be follow-up to this matter——