“President? What President?” Gong Xu twisted his head to look at Fu Mingxi like a curious child.
“Nothing. He drank too much. Big Dipper, Seven Star, escort Mr. Fu back.” Ye Wanwan signaled Seven Star and Big Dipper.
If Gong Xu and the others learned she was the leader of bandits, her persona would collapse.
And so, before Fu Mingxi’s grievances had time to erupt, he was securely carted off by Big Dipper and Seven Star.
“Let go! Release me! I want to see the President! I’m the President’s official fiance!” Fu Mingxi shouted as he wildly struggled.
Big Dipper rolled his eyes at Fu Mingxi. “Enough already!”
Fu Mingxi angrily cried, “What do you mean enough? The president said it herself! She praised me as good-looking after seeing my photo and agreed to an engagement to me with my grandfather!”
Big Dipper was rendered even more speechless. “Alright, alright, you’ve said it 800 times already! Please, have you never seen the President drunk? How can you believe anything she says when she’s drunk? She’d hit on anyone remotely good-looking when she’s drunk! If she took responsibility for all of them, she’d have married 100 men by now!”
Seven Star looked at Big Dipper with a frown. He didn’t think Big Dipper should smear the President’s image like this. Even if it seemed like the truth…
Fu Mingxi flung off Big Dipper’s hand, dark emotions flickering through his eyes. “I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it! Doesn’t Si Yehan just have a little bit of lousy power in China? How dare he steal the President from me?! I’m gonna wreck the Si family and see how he’ll steal the President from me!”
Big Dipper nodded. “I agree. Go! This way, you can turn around and get kicked by the President!’
Fu Mingxi became teary-eyed.
Within days, Ye Wanwan’s interview rapidly spread like a virus and became the prime material of post-meal conversations.
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