Chapter 388: Bu Lingfei, Do You Think I'll Marry You?

Pei Muran sat in the living room and wailed heartbreakingly, and just now he received a call from the old mansion, saying that the Huangfu family had gone to propose marriage.

The point is that the two people in the old mansion actually accepted the dowry.

At this time, the only person who can save her should be Pei Muchen.

Her whole being was devastated.

Listening to Pei Muran's "call for help", Zhong Yinian frowned.

"Save you?"

If you don't get married, you won't get married, can't marriage be autonomous these days?

Besides, if she can't make her own marriage decisions, why should she find a big president?

"Yes, you go and talk to my brother and ask him to withdraw from this marriage."

Zhong Yinian smiled bitterly, without this diamond, he would not take this porcelain job.

She didn't think she could convince the president to do something, so she didn't dare to accept the ticket casually.

"It's better to talk to your brother yourself."

Pei Muran is his own sister.

"Don't, sister-in-law, you can help me talk about it."

Pei Muran was a rare coquette, and sure enough, Zhong Yinian couldn't stand it.

"Okay, I can only help you talk about it, but I don't care if it can be done."

"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Yinian exhaled, let's wait for the evening to get off work and talk to the president.

Time flies, and it was already two hours after Mr. Mo came out of Pei Muchen's office.

Bu Lingfei sat there drinking tea, and the toilet was used several times.

Finally, I waited for Mr. Mo to come out of the office.

Bu Lingfei took out a small mirror to touch up her makeup, stood up and straightened her clothes, and then walked into Pei Muchen's office.

Seeing her leave like that, everyone silently rolled their eyes.

President's Officeโ€”โ€”

Pei Muchen sat behind his desk and glanced up at Bu Lingfei who was standing in front of him.

"When did you look for me?"

Simple and clear, reluctant to say anything more to her.

"Mr. Pei, what do you have to do to let me go?"

Bu Lingfei looked up at him, her chest rising and falling, obviously very angry.

"Spare it?"

Pei Muchen put down the pen in his hand, sat on the chair in a different position, looked up at Bu Lingfei, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to be smiling.

"Yes, what did I offend you? You're going to treat me like this? โ€

Bu Lingfei knew that Pei Muchen was not allowed to climb high, but she just used the birthday banquet that day to pull herself and Pei Muchen together and create a little scandal.

In the past two days, she also learned that her father secretly bribed reporters and hyped that she was about to become Mrs. Pei.

But if it was just because of these, Pei Muchen's shot would be too heavy.

"Bu Lingfei, do you think I will marry you?"

Pei Muchen curled the corners of his lips and took a sip of coffee on the table.

Listening to his words, Bu Lingfei subconsciously took a step back, and the entire office fell into a dead silence, and the sound of breathing seemed to be in her ears.

"I ......"

She didn't know what to say, how to defend herself.

Mrs. Pei, these three words are too tempting, I believe that as long as the upper class knows Pei Muchen, they want to take this line.

She was no exception.

Once, she thought that she was qualified enough to sit in that position, but she didn't expect that in Pei Muchen's eyes, she was nothing.

"Mr. Pei, I know you won't marry me, I just want to go back to work at MC now, I hope you can let me come back for the sake of my many years of working here."