At ten o'clock in the morning, Fu Siqing yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes, she had insomnia last night and fell asleep at more than three o'clock in the morning.

When I opened the bedroom door, a slipper that had been dropped last night was sitting on the carpet. She suddenly remembered the man's existence.

In the living room, Fu Yiran was holding a document in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, working as if no one was around. But the first thing Fu Siqing noticed was the man standing on the side of the sofa.

"Miss Fu, good morning. Breakfast has been heated eight times, what else do you need to order?" Han Zeyu had a respectful attitude, but his eyes were full of pickiness and disgust.

"Sorry, I'm not in the habit of eating breakfast. "Besides, can you still eat something that has been heated eight times? I want to say that she is lazy, so there is no need to be so sarcastic!

"Miss Fu has taken up two hours and twenty-three minutes of me, and she has probably lost tens of millions of my income. Fu Yiran put down the document and looked up at her with a businesslike expression.

"Mr. Fu, you are here by yourself, and these losses are also caused by yourself, and you have nothing to do with me, right?"

"I'm a businessman, a businessman. Fu Yiran folded his legs, gestured to Han Zeyu, had more documents in his hand, and continued: "I want to make a deal with Miss Fu." ”

"I'm not a businessman, I don't buy or sell. Fu Siqing directly refused, "And I don't do business with profiteers!"

"If you take over the Lingmei Group in the future, how can you not do business? You can start with me and learn to make the first win-win deal. ”

"Not interested!" Fu Siqing opened the door, and the meaning of sending off the guest was very obvious.

"Miss Fu, it's all media outside now, are you going to invite them in?" Han Zeyu answered at the right time.

As soon as he heard the word "media", Fu Siqing reflexively closed the door.

"You need to find a man to marry and inherit your father's legacy. And I need a woman to help me hide my secrets. So, we can work together to achieve a win-win situation! Why not? Miss Fu?"

Before Fu Siqing understood the secret in his mouth, he saw Fu Yiran reach out and hold Han Zeyu's hand on the side, his fingers interlocked.

She blinked, confirming again.

She understood, and she understood in an instant.

"That ......" Fu Siqing didn't know how to speak, paused for a few seconds, organized the language a little, and said: "The fiancée that Mr. Fu said in the interview ......"

It should be this one.

It turns out that those rumors that Fu Yiran likes men are true. Therefore, he deliberately pulled her into the bathroom in a public place like a banquet, mistaking everyone for thinking that she was Fu Yiran's woman. In this way, those rumors were self-defeating, and this "lover" was also protected.

"We need each other, and it's a good deal. Maybe Miss Fu, can you find someone more suitable for marriage than me?" Fu Yiran let go of his hand, and his gaze wandered to her.

"Since it is a relationship of mutual use, it is clearly written in black and white. Fu Yiran's appearance happened to be an opportunity for her.

"This is a prepared agreement, if you have anything to add, you can add, I agree. ”

"Mr. Fu, then if I marry you, can you give me the Fu Group?" Fu Siqing carefully looked at every clause on the agreement.

"Yes. He agreed, without even hesitation.

Surprised.

Fu Siqing only felt that he could go to great lengths for love, regardless of it, and even gave up his own industry.

The greatness of love, she doesn't feel sorry for the pair in front of her.

"I only need Mr. Fu to cooperate with me to fully recover my father's inheritance, and then the marriage can be dissolved. Of course, during this period, if you have anything that I need to solve, I will also cooperate. Fu Siqing finally confirmed the content of the agreement. "There is one more thing that needs to be added that this agreement of ours must be kept confidential. I won't tell your secrets, and I won't let anyone know about my fake marriage. ”

"No problem. Fu Yiran handed her the pen in his hand, "Then sign it!"

There is no doubt that Fu Siqing signed his name in the lower right corner of the agreement.