He walked slowly over and blocked her way.

He was very tall, and it was not obvious that he had just sat there. Now he was one head taller than Shi Sangluo, condescendingly, blocking all the light, and she had to stand in his shadow.

"ten times."

Shi Sangluo frowned: "What?"

"I will pay you ten times the price of this skirt, and give it to me."

“…”

“Twenty times.”

Shi Sangluo pursed his lips tightly.

Fu Chengyuan smiled slightly, "You don't have to force yourself. You can't afford the price of this skirt, why bother?"

She looked down at the price on the tag, and her hand holding the tag tightened suddenly, and her heart became heavier.

A thin skirt cost six figures, and her salary for a whole year was not enough.

"Thirty times, plus the severance payment I have given you, I will give you an integer," Fu Chengyuan stretched out a finger and shook it in front of her. "One million, the villa we live in is also in your name."

"What's this? Divorce compensation?" Shi Sangluo shook his head firmly: "I said it yesterday, I don't want it."

Fu Chengyuan's face slightly darkened, "Since you have chased me here, you are deliberately dressing like this and appearing in front of me. Isn't it just to negotiate terms with me? It's boring to pretend again now."

Shi Sangluo suddenly raised his head. It turned out that the look he had just looked at her was very ironic. So he thought so?

She sneered: "Mr. Fu, not every woman is looking for your money."

Fu Chengyuan didn't care: "Then it's two million."

"Don't you understand?"

"Three million," Fu Chengyuan lowered his eyes, tidied his cuffs with a smile, and said slowly: "It's just that the conditions have not been satisfied with you. You have lived with me at least. The work has been quite outstanding in recent years. I can pay this price."

“No need—”

“No need!”

The two voices were stacked together, and there was another one besides herself.

When Shi Sangluo turned around, he saw Yu Jie walking over in high heels angrily, hugged her shoulders, and glared back: "I gave this skirt to Xiao Luoluo, so there is no need for Mr. Fu to spend money."

After saying that, he pulled out his bank card from his bag and handed it to the clerk: "Swipe my card and check out!"

"This..." The clerk looked at Fu Chengyuan and hesitated and did not dare to answer.

Shi Sangluo took a deep breath, gently stopped Yu Jie, and handed his card to the clerk, with a firm voice: "I will pay for the clothes I chose."

Yu Jie was anxious: "But you are..."

The words "not much money" have already reached their mouths, but they suddenly stopped the car.

Yu Jie knew that the salary of being a secretary was not high, and she had to treat her mother.

Shi Sangluo knew what she meant, smiled and said, "I bought this skirt not because I wanted to imitate Gu Siyao, but because I also wanted Mr. Fu to know that there are things in this world that cannot be done with money and things that I cannot buy. But I will not wear this skirt anymore, either sold or donated it, because from now on, I will only be Shi Sangluo and will no longer be someone's substitute."

I swiped the card and went out with my clothes, but never looked back.

Behind her, Fu Chengyuan kept staring at the direction of her departure, his eyes cold and thoughtful.

Feng Ying shouted: "Chengyuan..."

No one pays attention.

She pushed him in anger: "Cheng Yuan!"

Fu Chengyuan withdrew his gaze, but his expression was faint: "Let's go."

Feng Ying was not very happy: "What did she just say...Divorce compensation, have you really married her?"

"Um."

Feng Ying immediately said angrily: "Sure enough, female secretary is not a good person. They all want to fly to the branches and be phoenixes!"

Fu Chengyuan was slightly displeased: "It's just a skirt. I'll ask my assistant to buy it tomorrow and send it to you."

These days, Fu Chengyuan almost always responded to her requests, and even agreed to the bet of playing with the secretary. Today, he suddenly became abnormal and Feng Ying couldn't stand it: "Fu Chengyuan, is this a skirt matter? I am your girlfriend, but you actually told her about me!"

Fu Chengyuan's face suddenly sank, stopped his pace, sneered, and said, "Then let it go."

"What's up?"

"Miss Feng, my girlfriend is only Gu Siyao. Even if it is not Secretary Shi, it will not be you. Do you understand?"

Miss Feng said, "Ms. Feng Ying was a little scared."

She knew that Gu Siyao was gentle and kind, and spoke in a quiet voice. She didn't look like her just now. Instead, the female secretary looked very much like Gu Siyao when she just wore a white dress, which made the balance in Fu Chengyuan's heart tilt for a moment.

After all, whoever looks more like Gu Siyao, will he be directed to?

Feng Ying pouted, quickly returned to Gu Siyao's appearance, and put it over and said in a low voice: "Chengyuan, I'm just a little worried. Is she really no longer your secretary?"

Fu Chengyuan ignored her and walked out with great strides.

"I..." Feng Ying hurriedly chased after him and decided to consolidate Gu Siyao's character: "I don't mean to compete for the title with Gu Siyao. I am just afraid that your female secretary will never die and will continue to pester you. Alas, I hope she will start early and find other jobs, so it will be good for everyone."

"Looking for another job?" Fu Chengyuan's eyes suddenly became sharp and he sneered: "In City H, no one dares to ask for the people I don't want."

Feng Ying was happy in an instant, but couldn't help but say, "There is no need to kill everyone, she is actually quite pitiful."

"Don't worry, she can't live without me. She will definitely come back and beg me if she is within three days."
Chapter completed!