Bring your bestie to play melon in the domineering love story

The night was dark.

The moonlight shines on the window, mottled like a dream.

Huo Xingzhou stood on the balcony, took out a cigarette case, and held the flame with one hand. The flame illuminated his cold and handsome profile, like layers of mountains in the dark night.

A gust of wind blew, the flame flickered and went out.

He frowned impatiently.

Secretary Qin knocked on the door and came in, "Mr. Huo, the legal director is here."

"Ah."

Huo Xingzhou responded indifferently.

Secretary Qin took a few steps back, turned around and walked out the door, said a few words to the other party, then tactfully closed the door and left.

"Mr. Huo." Chen Rui stood behind Huo Xingzhou and said with a smile, "You're looking for me?"

As the legal director of the Huo Group, he usually handles contracts worth hundreds of millions of yuan. This time, he was called over by Huo Xingzhou at short notice, and he was excited for most of the night.

Huo Xingzhou is the heir to the Huo Group. Being valued by him, his future career will definitely be promising.

"Yeah." Huo Xingzhou turned his back to him and said calmly, "Help me draft a marriage contract, is that okay?"

"???"

Chen Rui's face was full of question marks and he almost couldn't control his expression.

what?

Marriage contract?

Calling him over in the middle of the night was to draft a marriage contract?

Chen Rui was a little confused.

This was unprecedented for the prince of Beijing, the president of the Huo Group, and a prominent family. Besides, how could such a serious matter as marriage be resolved with just a piece of paper...

Isn’t this a bit too frivolous?

Before he could speak, Huo Xingzhou turned around, and as if remembering something, he spoke in a lighter tone, "Let's draft a preliminary draft first, and then add to it when the time comes."

Chen Rui was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement.

"The specific requirements..."

"There's information on the table."

"it is good."

Chen Rui put down his computer, picked up the document and looked through it. When he saw the contract requirements, his expression became even more shocked.

It's more like another form of gift than a contract. He originally wanted to draft it in the usual way, but Huo Xingzhou deleted all the clauses that the woman needed to fulfill.

It's like they want to use the contract to detain this person.

wrong.

When Chen Rui reacted, cold sweat broke out on his back.

As a group legal officer, the worst thing you can do is to speculate on your boss's intentions and goals without authorization. This is a taboo in the industry. If you are discovered, it will not be as simple as being fired.

However, Huo Xingzhou's attitude towards this matter really made him unbelievable.

Could it be...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore and buried his head in his notebook.

"Regarding the validity period of the contract..." Huo Xingzhou walked over to the sofa and sat down, one hand resting on his leg. His knuckles were distinct, his fingers white and powerful. Even the metallic luster reflected from his watch revealed his nobility. The overhead light shone on his face, and in the fluctuating light and shadow, he slowly spoke again, "It's tentatively set for one year, but it can be extended indefinitely."

"......OK."

Chen Rui lowered his head, feeling uneasy.

He was thinking, if he helped his boss draft a fake marriage contract, wouldn't that be equivalent to knowing his boss's secret?

Will I be silenced when I go out?

Or just draft the contract and run away?

never mind!

Let’s just leave it to fate!

Half an hour later.

After the contract was drafted, Huo Xingzhou glanced through it roughly, said nothing, and just waved his hand.

Chen Rui picked up the computer and hurriedly left the room as if he was running for his life.

Huo Xingzhou was the only one left in the room.

He walked to the window, opened it halfway, lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette. The blue-gray smoke rose up, covering half of his eyebrows and eyes vaguely.

The moonlight in early spring is clear and cold.

Huo Xingzhou suddenly recalled the day when they met again.

Jiang Ruoli was wearing a moon-white cheongsam with mid-length sleeves, which was exquisitely tailored and just an inch below the knees. Her waterfall-like black hair was loosely tied up and fixed behind her head with a hairpin. Her waist was slender and her every move was both familiar and unfamiliar.

When she met his gaze, the corners of her eyes curved slightly, with a barely perceptible smile in them. Finally, she simply called him, "Mr. Huo!"

"Mr. Huo..."

Huo Xingzhou's mouth twitched slightly.

Even though their relationship is now tacitly understood, Jiang Ruoli only likes to call him "Mr. Huo", and she has never changed her name even in bed.

Jiang Ruoli.

Did you really forget, or did you do it on purpose?

He looked down at the contract in his hand for a moment, then pressed the cigarette butt into the extinguisher on the windowsill.

......

The next day.

A black Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of Hongxing Village.

Tang Jiujiu got out of the car and looked at the bumpy road in front of her with a look of disgust. "Ari, is this what you said...a pastoral variety show suitable for us to mess around?"

"Yeah." Jiang Ruoli smiled awkwardly, "Anyway, this is the situation. The specific situation depends on the circumstances."

Tang Jiujiu: “…”

Ok!

Trust your bestie and you’ll have eternal life!

While the two were talking.

The back door slowly opened, and the man stepped out of the car with black leather shoes on the bluestone slab. He leaned over and spoke on the phone. His hands, pressing on the buttons of his suit, were cold, white, slender, and with distinct joints. He seemed to be in a bad mood and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Then arrange it as soon as possible..."

Jiang Ruoli got the gist of it, and pulling her bestie's arm, she walked forward while lowering her voice and saying, "See, for the noble prince, this is called enduring hardship."

Tang Jiujiu sighed, "Are you talking about him, or us?"

After saying that, he gestured for her to look at her shoes.

"Ah...my shoes." Jiang Ruoli paused, looking at the mud on her newly bought LV ARCHLIGHT sneakers, and said speechlessly, "It's over, I can't keep these shoes."

Tang Jiujiu patted the mud spots on her clothes and complained, "My clothes got affected too."

Jiang Ruoli frowned slightly and looked back.

They just happened to see Secretary Qin pushing two huge suitcases and walking towards them.

When passing by Jiang Ruoli, the wheels of his suitcase got stuck in a mud pit and couldn't get out. He looked up and saw the two of them standing there. He smiled awkwardly and said, "This road is really not easy to walk on. How about finding someone to help?"

Tang Jiujiu pouted and asked, "How far is it?"

Secretary Qin looked at the red brick house not far away that looked like a dilapidated building from the past 20 years and gestured to her, "Look at the house in front."

Tang Jiujiu was shocked, "Where do you live?"

Secretary Qin nodded, "Yes."

"Ali~" Tang Jiujiu pulled Jiang Ruoli's sleeve, "Look at that house."

Jiang Ruoli followed her gaze. Although she had made sufficient mental preparations last night, she was still shocked that the house prepared by the program crew was so... sloppy.

I thought it had a bright future, but it turned out to be a bleak one.

Tang Jiujiu subconsciously said, "Are you sure this show isn't Metamorphosis?"

"A retro nostalgic variety show shouldn't be this retro."

"Then let's..."

Before he could finish his words, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Tang Jiujiu's heart skipped a beat. She slowly turned around, her big eyes changing from confusion to shock, and finally to disbelief...

Why is he here?