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    Fu Beicheng never thought that he would miss it one day.  I miss that Gu Yansheng who always looked at him with tender eyes and tender eyes.

    He used to hate her so much, thinking she was hypocritical and not sincere enough.  But today, when he saw different eyes appearing in her eyes, he suddenly found that he liked her very much in the past!

    When you have it, you don't feel like it.  Now that he lost it, he realized that he didn't want to lose it!

    The villa decorated in cool tones looks more empty and cold in the silent late night.

    Fu Beicheng used to think that this was a place where he could relax and come back to rest after a busy day.

    But now, looking around, I only feel cold.  Those lines that once made him feel fresh and simple, now all become cold and emotionless.

    It turns out that just because the people living here have changed, the original things will also change.

    Fu Beicheng straightened up in a daze, and walked back to the room with heavy steps.

    Luo Yi slept soundly.

    She likes this bed called Simmons very much. It is more comfortable than all the beds she has slept on before.

    Woke up energetically, she turned on the computer and searched for "Canxing Culture Media".

    It is a formally registered company, and several well-known artists signed at their home.

    Luo Yi took out Li Xing's business card and called him.

    "Hello, Ms. Gu?" The phone was connected quickly, and Li Xing's surprised voice came from inside.

    Luo Yi gave a "hmm" and said, "Is it convenient today? I want to make an appointment with you."

    "Convenience!" Li Xing said immediately.

    The two made an appointment for the time and place, and then Luo Yi changed into the clothes and shoes for going out, and was ready to go out.

    "Where are you going?" When I went downstairs, I heard a sound from the sofa.

    Fu Beicheng sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper in his hand, and looked up at her.

    He was wearing a suit and looked like he was about to go out, but he was sitting here without going to the company.  Are you waiting for her?

    Luo Yi kept on stepping: "Go out."

    "Stop." Fu Beicheng put down the newspaper, got up and walked towards her, "You want to find Li Xing? I don't agree."

    He blocked the door, and Luo Yi couldn't get out.

    She stopped, looked at him and asked, "Why?"

    "Because I am your husband and you are my wife!" After he finished speaking, his eyes lit up, and the heavy demeanor just now dissipated a bit, "Gu Yansheng, you are still Mrs. Fu, and everything you say and do is related to the Fu family.  I won¡¯t allow you to work because of your reputation!¡±

    Speaking as if she wanted to work more.

    Luo Yi brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said to him: "If you can afford me, I have no objection."

    "Didn't I call you 20 million yesterday?" Fu Beicheng frowned, "What else do you want?"

    Seeing him asking, Luo Yi counted with him with his fingers: "I want to buy a villa not inferior to this one, and I also need to recruit hundreds of employees, some of whom will take care of the villa for me, some of whom will be in charge of my daily life, and some of whom will accompany me.  I play, and part of it makes money for me"

    "Are you dreaming?!" Fu Beicheng laughed angrily, and interrupted her before she finished speaking, "Gu Yansheng, stop daydreaming like this! Don't use such ridiculous words to perfuse me! It was you back then  If you want to marry me, you have to be responsible for your actions now! Before you give birth to a child, you are not allowed to go anywhere! When I inherit the shares of grandpa, you can go wherever you want!"

    Luo Yi was silent for a while.

    "What if I don't want to divorce by then, but still want to be Mrs. Fu?"

    "Stop wishful thinking!" Fu Beicheng interrupted her, with a bit of coldness and sarcasm on his face, "You have sat on this seat for long enough! It originally belonged to Linna, and you have taken it away from Linna for so long  , what else do you want?"

    He looked at her warningly: "Don't play tricks!"

    "It's disgusting." Luo Yi mocked lightly, pushed him away and walked out.

    There was a man's angry shout behind him, but Luo Yi didn't hear it.

    What she said just now was not perfunctory to him, nor was it casual nonsense, she really wanted to live that kind of life.

    Once in the Songshan School, she lived this kind of life.  It was comfortable and she wanted to move on.

    "Ms. Gu." Coming to the appointed cafe, Li Xing took out the prepared contract and pushed it in front of Luo Yi.

    Luo Yi opened it and looked through it slowly.

    She didn't quite understand some things, but fortunately, Li Xing was very good at observing words and expressions, so when he saw her frown, he immediately explained.

    Until his cell phone rang.

    &nb; Fu Beicheng pursed his lips, not very happy.

    He didn't eat.  He doesn't like to eat food outside, even if it is a lot of expensive private dishes.  Since being conquered by her craftsmanship, he has no interest in eating outside.

    "If you have any difficulties, you can tell me." Fu Beicheng reminded tactfully.

    He was telling her that she didn't have to be so stubborn, as long as she begged him well, he would consider giving her a way.  Don't you just want to go to work?  He can leave a job for her in Fu's.

    "Okay, thank you." Luo Yi yawned and went upstairs.

    Sitting on the sofa, Fu Beicheng watched her slender figure disappear up the spiral staircase, feeling sulky for no reason.

    Finally, he called his assistant and asked him to deliver a dinner.  After hastily eating, he rested.

    When he slept until midnight, Fu Beicheng woke up with a start.

    Can't tell what's wrong, he just panicked.  There was a thump in his chest, he jumped so violently, his hairs stood on end, and an inexplicable sense of danger enveloped him.

    He raised his hand to turn on the light, but found that he couldn't move his hand at all.  The last bit of drowsiness disappeared, and he shuddered, and moved his feet again, only to find that he couldn't move them either.

    He was firmly bound.

    The thing that bound him was neither rough nor hard enough, like expensive cloth.

    He guessed what happened, and saw a black figure standing up vaguely in the darkness.

    "Who is it?!" He whispered.

    Gentle footsteps sounded.

    With a bang, the light came on.

    Fu Beicheng squinted his eyes, looking at the figure who turned on the light.

    She was wearing a loose cotton T-shirt and shorts, with her hair draped over her shoulders and linen slippers on her feet, looking very comfortable.

    She was holding his mobile phone in her hand, she didn't know what she was playing, the screen was on.

    He was not kidnapped, it was this little woman who did it.

    Fu Beicheng was in a very unhappy mood: "What are you doing? Untie me!"

    "No hurry." Luo Yi sat down by the bed, looked at Fu Beicheng, whose limbs were spread out and tightly bound by the broken sheets, leaned over, pointed to the phone and asked him, "Which one is the phone number of the person in charge of Canxing?"

    Fu Beicheng's face sank: "What did you say? I don't understand."

    "You call him now and tell him to send the stamped contract tomorrow."

    Luo Yi didn't play tricks with him, but directly expressed his request.

    "The salary is written according to the highest level of the artist in the company. If I break the contract, I only need to pay one yuan, and if Canxing breaks the contract, I need to pay ten times the liquidated damages. I can go to the company whenever I want.  The company, it all depends on my mood"

    After finishing the request, Luo Yi asked him: "Do you remember everything?"

    Fu Beicheng finally understood why he was tied up.

    He said with a cold face: "Stop dreaming! Gu Yansheng, you are Mrs. Fu, it is impossible to go out to work, let alone enter the entertainment industry!"

    Luo Yi didn't say much anymore, and directly lifted the thin quilt on him.

    He was naked, even his underpants were taken off.

    She turned her wrist, and an eyebrow trimmer appeared in her palm.

    "I tried it. Although it is not sharp enough, it is not a problem to cut this little thing off."

    Luo Yi brought the eyebrow trimming knife under him.

    Mrs. Fu?  have a baby?  she does not mind.  But if this little thing is gone, how will he have a baby?

    "Have you figured it out?" She looked at him and asked.

    Fu Beicheng was dripping with cold sweat.

    He wanted to convince himself, but she didn't dare at all, she was scaring him.  Cut him off, and she will not end well.

    But he didn't dare to bet.

    This woman dared to tie him up, dared to threaten him like this, and she acted nonchalantly in front of him before She is more ruthless than him!

    "Okay, I promise." Fu Beicheng said hoarsely.

    Luo Yi took the mobile phone and dialed the person in charge of Canxing according to his identification.

    "Hello, I'm Fu Beicheng."

    "Yes, it's changed now."

    "Unreasonable? If there is no unreasonable, the contract will be drafted according to what I said. If there is any problem, I will fully bear it."

    After disconnecting the call, Luo Yi put the phone back beside his pillow.

    Patted his face: "Don't play tricks." Then he untied one of his hands, got up and walked out.

    The door was closed.

    Fu Beicheng untied his other hand, untied his feet, and then sat on the head of the bed.

    He looked at the messy rags all over the bed, and suddenly grabbed them and threw them to the ground.

    The strip of cloth is very light, and when it fell, it didn't relieve the hatred at all.

    He stared at the ball of rags, panting heavily.

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    He looked at the messy rags all over the bed, and suddenly grabbed them and threw them to the ground.

    The strip of cloth is very light, and when it fell, it didn't relieve the hatred at all.

    He stared at the ball of rags, panting heavily.

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