"What did you say?"

Aurora looked at her father in shock.

Her father, Stefan Ramsey, had a gray face, a shaggy beard and a wrinkled, well-crafted black Ralph Lauren suit.He said irritably: "It seems that this is the only way to get over the difficulties temporarily." Normally, he is handsome and personable, but now he is agitated and confused, and his brown eyes are bloodshot.

"Damn LGBT people, damn laws. What the hell is America starting to mandate gay marriage across the country? I'm just saying what those hypocrites dare not say."

Yes, not only in some parties, but also in reporters.What the newspapers on the entertainment, financial, and political current affairs pages said: "Mr Ramsey from Texas, even though he has been the son-in-law of the Woodsen family on the Upper East Side for many years and has been in charge of the Woodsen Group for many years, he still has the savage spirit all over his body." Stench!"

"It's no surprise that this came from Mr Ramsey, come on, this man only pleases women and has a few tricks, but what a mess he's made."

"Woodsen's stock price has fallen for seven consecutive days. Shareholders are on the verge of collapse. It is said that the board of directors of Woodsen Group has given him an ultimatum. If he has no measures to recover the company's losses, then his position is in jeopardy. We will wait and see.

Some former woodsen employees and the masses sat in front of the woodsen group building to protest against the mindless remarks of the group president.Our poor Mr Ramsey, who made such a statement just after the national same-sex marriage law was passed, is undoubtedly dying. "

"The decline of the nobles began with a son-in-law with a pretty face!"

"Woodsen's empress, she'll die of rage in the ground!"

"Your measure is to let me marry a woman? This woman is still unknown to me; is this woman your ex-girlfriend?"

Stefan's head was going to explode at the barrage of questions from his young daughter.He was more irritable, but fought the urge to growl. "There is only this method, and just as she made this suggestion, I agreed."

"What if I disagree."

Aurora said coldly, her blue eyes shining with anger.

"I'm your father, you have to listen to me. And it's not for me, it's for! Woodsen Group, for the shares in your mother's hands! You have no choice!"

For several minutes, the father and daughter glared at each other.The sword is on the verge of breaking out.

Aurora moved her eyes away, blinked her wet eyelashes, and took a deep breath to try to calm down.

At this moment, the phone rang sharply.

Stefan gave her a warning look.Pick up in the past.

"Good evening to you too, Moore," he whispered the greeting.

With that lackluster tone, Aurora was pretty sure her father wasn't talking to a friend.She watched him sit down on the sofa but stand up quickly, even scratching his hair anxiously.

She had never seen a father like this.Restless, helpless.Worrying around anxiously like a trapped animal.

"I've said yes. I even signed those stupid contracts! Didn't you get it? What's not to like?"

He suddenly stopped and looked at his daughter who was staring at him. "Don't worry about it, I'm communicating with my daughter!"

"So you think it's all a game? It's not! I've put my whole life on it! No one is more concerned or anxious than me!" Stefan's voice became louder and louder. anger. "What?! No—this is ridiculous!—Of course I hope it will work!—Okay, I'll tell her. You can rest easy!"

Stefan hangs up and throws the phone on the couch.The phone slipped and fell on the floor, but instead of picking it up, he just muttered and cursed.He walked back and sat down, letting out a rather heavy sigh from between his lips.

"Is everything okay?" Aurora said sarcastically.

How can it be!He gritted his teeth, "That woman wants to see you! It's scheduled for Wednesday at five o'clock in the afternoon. You meet her at her office." He looked at Aurora "You have to be there on time, you understand?"

"I didn't choose, did I? Father!

Aurora sat on the sofa, her face was only the size of a palm, and her face was even smaller under her long blonde hair.Her eyes were as clear and bright as blue lake water, her accent was soft, but her tone was cold.

As if they were all disappointed in him?No, it's not disappointment, it's the peace that sees through everything, isn't it?disappointment?calm?hell! !Why does he feel a little uneasy in his heart, they are not close, rarely meet, rarely contact.The last time we met was at her coming-of-age ceremony.

He didn't realize that she was as high as his shoulders.Damn it!What is he thinking? It's all because of her innocent appearance all the time!

"I'm so curious about this woman who can push you to this extent, I almost applaud her!"

listen!This slick-toothed animal looks like a little animal that will show you its claws and scratch you at any time!Of course!After all, it was taught by that arrogant woman!

Stefan held back his anger and cursed: "She is a monster! A woman who will get revenge and do things by any means!"

At the same time, in an office in the Empire State Building, a handsome-looking man wearing a Burberry water-green suit and a light pink bow tie raised his orchid finger and spoke slowly to his Ipad:

"Aurora Woodsen, a second-year student in the Department of Languages ​​at NYU, a straightA student, yo! Good grades. Well, proficient in English, French, Japanese, and German, a good student! The noble Woodsen family, father, ahh, don't mention it, definitely pull She has hind legs. She studied ballet since childhood, blabla, let me see what she looks like..

He quickly clicked on the screen with something, and then exclaimed, "Wow, beauty! Beauty!" Then he squinted at his boss, the woman on the chair didn't even bother to lift her head.

He didn't give up, and continued to babble: "Well, it's impossible for such a beautiful woman to have no gossip. Wait for me to google it! Hey, nope, nope. How is that possible?"

The questioning expression on his face looks very real now, "The little princess is so low-key... No, she actually works part-time by herself? Doesn't Stefan Ramsey raise a daughter? Haha, the little princess still lives outside by herself? . ..Brooklyn? Are you kidding me? No wonder the media has not reported much on this little princess, because she is living an extremely ordinary life and has no attention!

God, she's only 20 years old! Wait, 19! I haven't passed my birthday yet, and I'm not old enough to drink!OMG, this whole thing is so savory! ! ! "

The man was silent for a few seconds, bursting into laughter hahahahaha.

At this time, the woman on the chair finally moved. She raised her hand and threw a pen over. She hit the man's forehead quickly and ruthlessly, and screamed.

"Ouchouch," the man touched his forehead and stomped his feet, "boss, I'm doing this for you, don't you think you're not curious about your "futurewife" at all?"

The woman raised her face, "Diaval, That'senough." The voice was low and deep, with a bit of cold and sexy.

Diaval swallowed in horror.

"Okay, he looked at the IPad, stretched it out again without fear of death, and said, "At least take a look at what your futurewife looks like?"Um?Not sure if it matches your taste? "He tried to suppress the smirk on his face.

The woman's bottomless green eyes stared at Diaval's back with chills. He put away his IPad in an instant, jumped up from the chair, slipped out of the office quickly, and slipped back to close the office door lightly.

The author has something to say: diaval is a bit of a bitch, and the attribute is undecided.It's gossip

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