Wild Sweet Temptation

The tears that have accumulated can no longer be stopped. When I fall, I can only curse softly and pretend that I still have some bottom line.

"Su Muchen...you bastard! Bastard bastard...wuwu..."

The slap landed, making her curse sound like crying and trembling.

Deadly low gasps and laughter rang in my ears.

"Yeah, you wrapped this bastard's waist tightly enough."

……

The sky was lit up with white light, and she curled up in the quilt, her breath as faint as an orchid.

There was a slight burning sensation on her neck. She frowned and groaned a few times, trying to turn over but found that she could not move.

"Master Chen."

Gu Qingxuan couldn't be found early in the morning, and he didn't expect that he would spend the night in the office.

Hearing no movement from inside, he plucked up his courage and knocked a few more times.

"I have a meeting at nine o'clock."

"It's a problem. Tell them to wait a moment."

Su Muchen suddenly opened the door and almost pushed Gu Qingxuan, who was leaning against the door, in. His lustful face made him forget to leave quickly.

Why do I feel like... the person inside is...

"Why, do you want to go in and take a look?"

Gu Qingxuan felt a chill on his back and ran away quickly, only to come back after a while.

"Master, everything has been handled properly over there, and the press conference is ready for this afternoon."

Ji Fanxing, who was lying in bed, couldn't help but prick up his ears when he heard the important news.

Su Muchen glanced at the small bulging and squirming mass and snorted in disdain. Gu Qingxuan tactfully left.

"Thank you, cub."

She tried to prop herself up and looked up at the man who was looking down at her. The muscles on Su Muchen's cheeks tensed slightly, and then her eyes narrowed.

"It's better to thank yourself than to thank me. Only the person involved knows whether this deal is worth it or not."

Ji Fanxing no longer had the energy to think about this, she just hoped that it would all end soon and that everything would be cleared up once and for all.

The mattress sank, and Su Muchen sat down next to her with his legs crossed. He saw her wrapping herself tightly with the quilt cautiously, just like a little dumpling. He pinched her delicate face and caressed it with satisfaction.

"I'll give you a chance to show off. Say something I like to hear, and I'll give you some additional gifts."

Love to listen?

Ji Fanxing was speechless.

I took her apart and reassembled her last night, and now I expect her to say something appealing?

But his promises were never meant to be a joke, they were probably really thoughtful gifts.

After thinking about it, from childhood to adulthood, I'm afraid this is the only face that makes people feel comfortable.

He must be used to being praised for being handsome.

Suddenly, an idea flashed across my mind and I thought of something special.

"Well...your curly hair is very special. I like it very much. It is the most beautiful curly hair I have ever seen..."

Su Muchen has naturally curly hair, which makes him look more delicate. Coupled with his sharp features and high nose bridge, many people on the Internet hoped that he would make his debut when he was a child, and many celebrities could not compare to him.

Unfortunately, in his eyes, it is better to be the one who makes plans behind the scenes than to be the object of others' admiration.

"Oh."

He looked back at Ji Fanxing with a burning gaze.

"I like your curls, too, especially when they're wet."

...?

Ji Fanxing looked at him in confusion. She had had long straight black hair since she was a child, so where did the curly hair come from?

not……

"you?!"

She suddenly realized, why is this person so flirty? !

Su Muchen chuckled, as if he enjoyed seeing her get angry and frustrated. He took two documents and threw them on the bed.

One is about Zhou Zaize. The company has arranged the best variety shows for him to hype and whitewash him. At the same time, there are several big IPs for him to be the male lead. The other one...

It is about the Su family’s latest chip research project contract.

Ji Fanxing was slightly stunned.

“Why give me this project?”

"Is there anyone more suitable than you?"

Su Muchen leaned against the table and lazily lit a cigarette, peeking at her slightly troubled face through the smoke.

"Although I'd love to mess you up, I'm afraid I don't have the energy right now."

"Why, do you like being a nanny?"

Su Muchen took back the file.

"If Uncle Ji hadn't supported you, do you think I would have given it to you? Those awards were for nothing. Why did you go to Peking University or Tsinghua University? Wouldn't it be better to just find a place to practice home economics?"

He sneered. When Ji Fanxing heard that it was her father who asked her to do it, she put the document down again.

"I'm afraid I'm not up to the task, and that would make Dad lose face and make it difficult for you."

Su Muchen raised his wrist and looked at his watch with contempt.

"It seems that I have to thank you for your thoughtfulness now and your careful care last night. Take the medal I gave you and go find your dear husband to get the little red flower."

Ji Fanxing gritted her teeth and threw a pillow over, but Su Muchen ignored her and stepped away to go to the bathroom.

The various fingerprints made people blush and their hearts beat fast. She tried her best to apply powder and concealer, but there were always faint marks. In the end, she had no choice but to cover it with a scarf.

Su Muchen prepared a stylist to dress her up, and when everything was ready, she hurried to the press conference.

The top public relations staff revised their speech overnight, whitewashed the square, and released complete "evidence". Even the paparazzi began to apologize one after another.

The speeches and questions from reporters at the live broadcast of this press conference also effectively avoided particularly sensitive topics, and overall it went very smoothly.

Ji Fanxing has always been by Zhou Zaize's side with an attitude of companionship, and the company has created for her an image of someone who contributes silently.

……

There were big men lying all over the ground. Su Muchen sat down and bit open the Velcro on his boxing gloves with his mouth. He raised his eyes to look at Ji Fanxing with red eyes and Zhou Zaize who was speaking affectionately on TV.

Tsk.

His slender fingers tugged at the bow tie, pulling it off completely, and tied it to his hands to hit the sandbag.

All the sand was blown away in an instant. Zhou Zaize on TV held Ji Fanxing's hand, and the intimacy under the spotlight was displayed vividly.

"I will never betray Nuonuo. We plan to get married in a year."

He said this with a smile and looked at Ji Fanxing affectionately.

"Nuonuo and I have always had a good relationship. We have both remained chaste for each other, so those rumors were all deliberately created by someone who took advantage of my upcoming wedding date to sow discord between us."

Ji Fanxing's hands froze there. She found herself extremely resistant to getting close to the line of marriage with Zhou Zaize.

She even felt uncomfortable and wanted to pull her hand back, and for a moment she felt strange about Zhou Zaize's attitude.

Su Muchen's words lingered in my ears.

"I am touched that you love him and believe in him so much."

Does she...love him?

After so many years of companionship, the answer should be yes.

The corners of his mouth froze, and under the scorching heat of the incandescent light, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body began to sway crookedly.

She unconsciously clenched Zhou Zaize tightly, her nails digging into his flesh.

"Feel sorry."

The reporters were all stunned and voices of doubt were heard during the live broadcast.

This apology was obviously too unfamiliar.

"I've been in a bad state recently because of Zaize's incident and the bad rumors on the Internet. I hope you don't mind."

She brought the topic back to the topic at the right time and said some high-sounding words, calling on everyone not to behave like this in the future.

Su Muchen put a cigarette in his mouth, pulled his suit over his shoulders, and walked out on his own.

"Master Chen? Where are you going?"

Gu Qingxuan chased out and Su Muchen slightly turned sideways.

"Go and dig up some wild vegetables."