Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

The PR department he was talking about was not Lin Anxin's PR department, but his own private PR department.

As the heir to a super wealthy family, he must have a dedicated private publicist to plan his image.

But Si Chen seldom used it. Since they got together, basically his personal public relations were serving Lin Anxin.

Therefore, in dealing with Lin Anxin's affairs, he was much more tactful than ordinary brokerage companies.

Si Chen rubbed his temples, his eyes were obviously tired, and said in a deep voice, "I don't ask much of you, I just ask you to be good."

I don't ask much of you, I just ask you to be good.

Lin Anxin was silent for a moment, the anger in his chest was gradually extinguished, and what was topped by it was a feeling of stuffiness.

Si Chen knew her too well, and knew her character even better. Immediately, it seemed inadvertent, but in fact it was enough for Lin Anxin to notice the place where he pressed his stomach, and frowned slightly. The handsome and noble face said with exhaustion, "Do you want to have lunch together?"

"I've already eaten." Lin Anxin saw his little movements and knew that his stomach was not good, so her heart constricted. But still gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, restrained his impulse, and said ruthlessly.

Si Chen raised his lower eyelids, without the slightest hint of depression, and said naturally, "Okay, then I'll go back to the company first, I still have things to do."

"Let's make a movie first."

What he meant was that Lin Anxin didn't want to eat with him, and he didn't want to eat anymore, so he just went back to work.

Lin Anxin knew that she was already an ex-girlfriend now.

As a qualified ex-girlfriend, since she wanted to have a clean break with Si Chen, it was best not to worry about it.

But... Seeing the man's slightly pale lips and tired eyes, her heart tightened again unexpectedly, and she blurted out, "I asked the director for leave."

A gleam of success flashed across Si Chen's eyes, but it seemed that he just stopped and listened to her words.

Lin Anxin regretted the words as soon as she uttered them. But she is not the kind of hypocritical woman, since she has already started, she said it. She took a deep breath, and another breath. Looking into Si Chen's eyes, he said, "I asked for leave with the director until five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's only half past two. There are still two and a half hours. If Young Master Si is free, I want to see the patron."

Isn't the benefactor the golden retriever she gave Si Chen to raise?

An astonishing light burst out from the bottom of Si Chen's eyes, he met her gaze directly, touched her thin lips, "I'm free."

...

Waiting to sit in the car.

Lin Anxin realized what she had done.

She took the initiative to ask Si Chen to go to his house to watch the dog, not to mention, she followed Si Chen out of the lounge in front of everyone on the set, and got into Si Chen's car.

What's more terrible is that there are still traces of ambiguity on her lips.

Anyone with eyes knows what's going on inside them.

Her temples were throbbing, and she wished she could slap herself to death.

But she had already gotten into the car, and Si Chen was sitting next to her, and the car was driving smoothly towards Si Chen's villa, so it would be too much for her to say no more.

Lin Anxin was fidgeting all the way, as if she had a needle stuck in her buttocks, she moved from time to time.

Si Chen was very calm, sitting next to her, calmly flipping through the financial statements in his hand. It's as if I don't feel the anxiety and discomfort of the people around me, and I feel leisurely.