The crisp voice, through the earphones, reached the ears of the netizens, instantly raising the temperature in the live broadcast room to a new level!
[What is happening!!!]
[Did I catch the live broadcast???]
[Damn, this voice sounds pretty nice, what’s the deal!?]
[Who is this man...]
[I can’t explain why, but this voice sounds kinda familiar?]
Inside the live stream room, at this mont, the barrage was so dense that Su Wanxin’s face was no longer visible.
Su Wanxin’s mind went blank, and it took her a mont to co back to her senses, annoyed and embarrassed.
"Why wouldn’t I dress properly!?"
The floor heating at ho is set so high, she could wear short sleeves! She purposely chose a long-sleeved shirt to avoid trouble!
But who, at ho, would button their shirt all the way up to the top? Isn’t that just choking your neck?!
Su Wanxin, in anger, raised her hand and pushed him. "You get out!"
She saw through him; he was deliberately provoking her!
Fu Shihan raised an eyebrow at her annoyed appearance, laughed, and felt oddly better.
He then raised his hand to ruffle her hair, made his way to the single sofa in the room, and sat down, silently indicating to Su Wanxin that he would stay quiet.
Su Wanxin, feeling exhausted, sat in the chair, questioning life, her emotions completely unsettled.
Her face was flushed red, and the netizens saw it clearly.
Just a few minutes ago, she maintained the untouchable image of a cold, lofty goddess.
But in such a short span of ti, that seemingly ethereal goddess had acquired a touch of worldly charm.
She stared dumbfounded, panicked. She was annoyed and embarrassed, her face and ears burning red.
Because of the sudden appearance of a man, she beca more real.
She pursed her red lips, stiffly sat there, frowning, her gaze wandering over the computer screen, and yet she couldn’t help but glance over at the man nearby.
The futures market changes in the blink of an eye, and in a matter of minutes, Su Wan lost a bit.
She gritted her teeth, focused back on the market, and only after she had recouped her losses and made so profit did she weakly tell her viewers, "That’s it for today, no more streaming."
After saying that, she turned off the video, exited the streaming platform, and even shut down her computer before taking a deep breath and angrily calling out soone’s na.
"Fu Shihan!!!"
That’s too much!!!
The man whose na was called sat there, unfazed, as if the sky could fall and he would not be afraid.
He lazily looked at Su Wanxin, providing his reason for being here.
"They said your collarbone looked good, they called you wife."
Su Wanxin was taken aback, then she saw him stand up and walk towards her.
He approached her, spun her chair around, then leaned down slightly, with his hands on the arms of the chair, confining her in that space, face to face with her.
"Let’s interview President Su on her feelings, and by the way, ask who’s wife are you?"
Su Wanxin: "..."
"I’ve already made a concession." Fu Shihan lifted his left hand to show her. "I took off the ring when I ca just now."
If he had been wearing that engagent ring, oh, the streaming platform’s system would have crashed.
He felt he was restrained enough and thus, more justified in his assertiveness.
"I was away for just a few days, and you start playing with these fancy things? Miss Su, is it because I’m not around that you feel bored and are trying to entertain yourself?"
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