“Mr. Gu, there are rumors that your wife Leanne has an illegitimate child, may I ask what you think about this matter?”
Vinson sulked, “What she does, is none of my business.”
“Does that mean that you and Miss Leanne are no longer in a relationship as husband and wife?” The reporters seized the words and intended to pursue them while they were still alive.
“Sorry everyone, Mr. Gu doesn’t want to answer this question.” Nian’s assistant stopped the surging reporters and awkwardly compensated with a smile.
He recently had to not only withstand Vinson’s fire, but also to solve the reporter’s persistent pursuit, is really physically exhausted ah.
Leanne’s fingers rested on the forward button of the TV remote control, looking at Vinson’s handsome face on the TV screen, all that echoed in her ears was, “What she does, is none of my business.”
Heart like falling into the ice, the ice she can not even tears out.
At that moment, her phone rang and it was Shirley calling, asking her to meet her at the cafe underneath Gu’s.
Leanne decided to go to the appointment after thinking about it. She put on a thin layer of foundation and a rose-pink lipstick to temporarily cover up the exhaustion of the past few days.
When she arrived, Shirley was already waiting there.
“Miss Mo.” Shirley nodded her head, not losing her manners.
“Miss Ho.” Leanne nodded and smiled.
“I really didn’t expect this to happen.” It happened to this day, and Shirley is still in a state of shock at how Leanne doesn’t look like a woman who’s had a baby.
“Yeah.” Leanne smiled to herself.
“This whole thing has hit Vinson, him, hard.” Shirley thought of Vinson, who now spends his nights getting drunk in bars, and was filled with worry.
“What’s wrong with him?” Leanne was equally worried.
“You don’t seem qualified to ask that question.” Shirley said nonchalantly.
“Yeah.” Leanne laughed bitterly.
“When I first gave Vinson to you, I thought you could make him happy, but I didn’t think that you would be the one to upset him the most.” Shirley was furious.
“Shirley,” Vinson said, arriving at some point.
Leanne looked at the man in front of her with mixed feelings, this was the first time they had seen each other since the last big fight at the apartment, and she stood up, a little uneasy with her initiatives.
“There’s no need to bother talking to her, let’s go.” Vinson didn’t even look at Leanne and took Shirley’s hand.
Shirley smoothly interlocked her fingers with him, gave Leanne a deep look and followed Vinson.
Leanne was stung by the image of their interlocked fingers and fell helplessly into her seat, feeling powerless and desperate as she had never felt before.
It was a desperation she hadn’t even felt since being abandoned by Owen.
“Things were done well.” The woman with the mask and toadstool glasses spoke with satisfaction.
“Yeah, it’s great to see that bitch Leanne end up like this.” Judy spoke up, her face full of smugness after a successful plot.
“You still have to be careful not to get caught in the crossfire.” The woman buried herself in the shadows and spoke warily.
“Got it, won’t even bother you.” Judy was a little impatient: “Then I’ll go first.”
“Hmm.” The woman nodded.
After Judy leaves, the woman takes off her full armor and it’s actually Lucy who has been running away for days!
Lucy smiled sinisterly, Leanne, did not think he would have today, I must let let you taste the taste of losing everything.
Shirley cleans up Vinson’s desk. The only person Vinson trusts is Shirley, so he gives her the key to his office with confidence, so Shirley can enter Vinson’s office whenever she wants.
She neatly packed up the disorganized papers she had placed according to their size and stacked them neatly.
Shirley bent down to pick it up and saw a corner of a file showing in the cabinet, and she opened the cabinet with a slight OCD intent to give it a proper order.
A sharp eye caught the name of the document: marriage agreement.
First: after the marriage Leanne has to listen to Vinson.
Second ……
……
Shirley was shocked, could it be that their marriage was because of the agreement?
Vinson found a lot of things for himself to do, and only when he was busy could he not think about Leanne.
Shirley pushed the door and walked in.
“Vinson,” she said, breaking the silence.
“Shirley, what can I do for you?” Vinson looked up.
“I wanted to ask, did you and Leanne get married because of that agreement?” Shirley spoke urgently.
Vinson stared at her.
“I didn’t mean to read it, I saw it by accident when I was sorting through the papers today.” Shirley hurriedly explained.
“Oh.” Vinson re-lowered his head.
“So, it’s true?” Seeing that Vinson didn’t deny it, Shirley’s eyes lit up with hope.
“Vinson, before I thought you really liked her and that’s why I quit, but now I know you guys are doing it because of the agreement.” Shirley made up her mind to speak about the feelings in her heart.
“You know, I’ve always had you in mind, will you try to like me?” Shirley begged.
“Shirley, between us …,” Vinson said with a difficult look on his face.
Not waiting for him to finish, Shirley rushed forward to hug him: “Vinson, you do not rush to reject me, you think about it, okay?”
Vinson broke her death grip on his hand, Shirley to him, is a very important friend, so he has to help her fast, long pain is better than short pain, he has to help her get out as soon as possible.
“Shirley, I can’t possibly like you.” He looked at Shirley, one word at a time, incredibly serious.
Shirley’s bright eyes dimmed a little.
Night Bar.
Because Leanne recently often sleepless nights, in the bar drunk like mud, Miller repeatedly persuaded to no avail, but every night in the little sleep after, to come to the bar to “pick up the body”.
Leanne came to her senses after a few nights of drunkenness, he Vinson is something, right now revenge is the most important. So the repentant Miss Mo from the bar turned back home, the bitter uninformed Miller, as always, to the bar to “pick up the body”.
After a fruitless search, Miller pulled out his cell phone and called Leanne to make sure that Leanne had arrived home safely, he decided to go home.
Shirley was rejected by Vinson and was so bitter that she came to the bar to buy a drink, and after a few drinks she was slightly drunk.
“Hey, sissy, it’s you!” She looked excited to see Miller.
Miller looked at the drunken woman with some disgust, recognizing her as Owen’s secretary, and although not happy with her calling herself a sissy, asked with concern, “Are you okay?”
“It’s okay, come on, drink with me.” Shirley smiled a silly smile, all without her usual strong woman look.
Miller inexplicably felt that the woman in front of him was still quite cute when she was drunk.