512: C512 Face Slap

C512 Face Slap

"Hey! You can't blame me! Grandma was already over eighty years old. It was normal for the water to be unstable. It's your fault for not keeping the agreement well! " Situ demi-yue quickly cut off all relations and pointed out her eldest grandson's definition. " You have to blame yourself for this!"

Fu Sihan silently looked at Situ demanyue. He was too lazy to tell whether or not Old Madame had done this on purpose.

Although he said it was not on purpose, his grandmother was not a careless person.

There was no reason to say it was on purpose.

Regardless of whether it was on purpose or not, he couldn't do anything to her.

Fu Sihan took the divorce agreement from Situ demanyue's hands, "Prepare the meal. I'll come down in a while."

Situ demanyue shouted at her grandson's back, "Hey! Your divorce agreement can't be used anymore. What are you going to do with it? There's no more legal effect!"

Her eldest grandson ignored her. Situ demanyue curled her lips and couldn't help but curse once again, You can't even keep your wife, it's useless!

The three words "Yan Wanwan" on the divorce agreement were already blurred, but the words could still be vaguely seen.

Fu Sihan dried the A4 paper and put it in his collection file.

He felt that he had gone crazy. Why would he keep such useless things?

In the dead of the night, Fu Sihan was lying on the bed in the master bedroom. He felt empty.

On the positive day, even Yan Wanwan's breath in the room would disappear completely.

She had stayed here for a year and left very little traces in the blink of an eye. It was as if everything that had happened in the past had been a daydream for him.

-

A week later.

Zuo Jia sent an invitation to Yan Wanwan, "There will be a charity banquet the day after tomorrow. I think it's not bad."

This kind of banquet mainly depended on the organizer and the organizer. At this time, the organizer was a very famous designer in the fashion industry. The organizer was a famous fashion magazine company.

In other words, other than the upper class people in the auction, there would be many people in the fashion industry.

"Okay." Wanwan agreed. This was the best opportunity to get to know more people.

"Has your body really recovered?" Zuo Jia was worried.

"Yes, but I need to trouble Sister Jia to prepare a long dress to cover my calves."

"OK."

Covering my calves and walking slower should not be a problem.

At noon of the charity gala, Zuo Jia brought a gown and makeup artist. She prepared a long wine-red dress for Yan Wanwan. It was solemn and beautiful. Coupled with makeup and hairstyle, it was very imposing.

As usual, Yan Wanwan stood on the stage wherever she went.

"Take two steps and I will take a look." Zuo Jia said.

Zuo Jia was worried about Yan Wanwan's injury and only prepared seven centimeters of high heels for her. Logically speaking, a model should not wear heels less than nine centimeters.

Wanwan took a light breath and slowly walked forward. No one could see anything unusual. Her actions were dignified and her steps were elegant. Those who did not know would think that she was a socialite from a high school.

However, Zuo Jia was a person who watched Yan Wanwan grow up step by step. She was very clear about Yan Wanwan's style. She strode with big strides and was very domineering, unlike now.

"Wanwan..." Zuo Jia wanted to persuade her to let it go.

"Sister Jia, you and I both know very well that without Fu Sihan, my path will be harder than before. Even if my current position is higher than before and is higher than most models, but in front of capital, I am nothing. " Wanwan said, "I don't want to miss this opportunity."

As long as one was careful, no one would notice her abnormality.

She would also not have any mishaps.

- -

First-class Garden.

"Old Madame, the information you wanted has been sent to you." Steward Lin quietly took out a tablet.

Situ demanyue put on her reading glasses. She originally thought there would be a lot of information, but in the end, it was only a row of words. "Isn't Little Night a first-rate model now? Why is there only one gala tonight? There's no more after that? "

"Old Madame, did you forget? Young Madam only recovered after her leg was injured. Her work should not have been arranged yet."

" Oh. Oh, oh, oh. Right!"

Situ demanyue thought for a moment and called Fu Sihan. "Han, there's a charity banquet tonight. Go and help me take a picture of something."

"What do you want? Tell Yin Cai." The hidden meaning behind Fu Sihan's words was that he would arrange for someone to do it. He would most likely not go himself.

Situ demanyue said unhappily, "Fu Sihan, are you my grandson or Little Yin my grandson? Grandma, I need a gift from you and you still need your subordinate to do it. Can't you personally help me do it? "

"No." Fu Sihan did not give him any face.

Situ Xian Yue hung up the phone angrily. After a while, Yin Cai came to First-class Garden to ask about the location of Situ Xian Yue's party and what she wanted.

"Old Madame, I am..."

"Shut up!"

Yin Cai was humble,... "" What the f * ck!

Situ demanyue coldly looked at him. The old man looked kind and kind, but when he threw a tantrum, he still had a deterrent force.

There was only one thing in Yin Cai's mind: When deities fought, the common people would suffer.

After a while, Situ demanyue finished sulking and threw out a card. "The location of the party is written on it. Yan Wanwan should be going. Do you understand? ”

Yin Cai didn't really understand Old Madam's way of doing things.

Didn't he hear that Old Madame was very dissatisfied with the matter of Madam's divorce? In the typical plot of a wealthy family, shouldn't they hurry up and find a new woman for Sir at this time? Why did they help Sir inquire about the news?

No matter what kind of method and purpose she had, the meaning that should be conveyed still had to be conveyed.

Yin Cai returned to the company.

"Sir, there are a lot of people from the fashion industry participating in this evening party. Madam is most likely going, what do you think..." After Yin Cai finished speaking, he received Fu Sihan's death stare and tactfully shut his mouth.

Fu Sihan said coldly, "What does it have to do with me if she goes?"

"I'm sorry, sir, it was I who broke the rules." Yin Cai turned around and left the office with his head down.

In less than a second, he heard a man's voice from behind. "Which evening party?"

Yin Cai secretly pursed his lips.

Take a look. Some people just like to slap themselves in the face!0

Yin Cai respectfully told him the name and location of the charity banquet, "I'll send the invitation letter to you later. Whether you want to go or not depends on your mood."

This charity gala naturally sent an invitation letter to Fu Sihan. Almost every day, there were various companies, platforms, and individuals who sent invitations to Fu Sihan. Only the most valuable invitations could finally reach Fu Sihan's hands. This charity gala originally belonged to the category of "eliminated goods."

Fu Sihan nodded. When Yin Cai walked to the door, he added, "Yin Cai, your seasonal award should be long. Go and tell the personnel department yourself."

... "Okay, thank you, sir."

Yin Cai met someone from the Secretariat as soon as he left the office. He teased, "Special Assistant Yin, why is there a trace of fatigue in your smile? Have you been scolded by the boss? "

"No, the boss gave me a bonus." He even told me to tell the people in the human resources department to give me a bonus. Only Director Fu could give such an order.

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