Chapter 7 — Passion

20After Pho Sam left, I stood up and walked out. Tieu Duong stood waiting next to the door, holding the phone in her hand, bright eyes looking at me. "What's going on?" "President, you are so amazing!" She handed me a bag of ice, eyes full of admiration, looking at me: "When you chose me and said that you would take me with you to overthrow the Le family to build a new empire, I thought you were joking." "And with the 'please go' just now, I thought I saw Ky Kien Bach appear." "President, even though you were talking to the reporter told me that you were just his boss, but the way he looked at you was absolutely not pure at all." As she spoke, she opened her phone to show me. At this time, I discovered that my name and Ky Kien Bach's had climbed to the top of the search again. The only difference is that this time, it involves me. #Ky Kien Bach Le Da #Le Da, the mysterious owner of Son Nguyet #Ky Kien Bach became a third person because of love #The way he looked at her was definitely not simple "There were four search keywords. Why didn't the team's media manager notify me?" I scrolled through a series, applied an ice pack to my swollen cheek and turned to ask Tieu Duong: "Have you handled the media yet?" She scratched her head: "It seems... there's no need to handle it, because of everyone's feedback." quite positive." I went to the comments section, and suddenly realized that she was right. "The boss is so beautiful, with a boss like this, I already admire my brother." "Don't say they haven't come to a clear conclusion yet, even if it's true, marriage in the upper class everyone plays their own game, what's so strange?" "Are you reporters blind or something? Why don't you interview the guy Pho Sam who has had an affair dozens of times in the past four years, but keeps hanging on to my brother with you?" Boss?" "I trust Le Da, but I don't trust my brother, his eyes looking at her are so affectionate that they're about to drip." Below is also attached a photo taken at the party that day. Behind is the sparkling hall, Ky Kien Bach and I stood next to each other at the exit. I looked at the camera with a calm expression, while he tilted his head slightly, his eyes directed towards me. I don't know if it was the light or the moonlight reflecting in his eyes, making his eyes sparkle, full of indescribable emotions. Turns out, in the eyes of outsiders, that's what we look like. I looked at the photo for a while, deliberately ignoring the stirring emotions in my heart, then returned the phone to Tieu Duong. She looked at me expectantly. I smiled and told her: "Inform everyone, meeting in 40 minutes." Normally this kind of news wouldn't be discussed for too long. But I did not expect that, in the following time, the discussion about me and Ky Kien Bach would become more and more heated. Especially after the news about my divorce with Pho Sam was released. "The boss is divorced, brother, hurry up and attack!!" "So I can really ship this couple, am I pampering them too much?" "This is it Ky Than, you win the national championship, we will help you pursue the wife with you." This comment received nearly 100,000 likes, and topped the comment board. I asked Tieu Duong: "What happened?" "At first, this hot search should have quickly cooled down, but a few days ago, I don't know who leaked the recording when she asked Pho Sam to get married." "At first, a lot of people scolded her, but that night a writer wrote a story about her and Ky Kien Bach." Tieu Duong looked at me shyly and hesitantly said: "They described the two of you as a couple 'a clingy little dog and a cold, unforgiving woman. tricks to succeed." "Now this type of character is very popular, the writing style is very steamy, and there are also very 'emotional' hot scenes. People are starting to fall in love with the two of them, and gradually produce more content about the two of them." "Because of the hotness of this couple, our Son Nguyet.

We also have a few more sponsors we want to negotiate with." She opened the album on her phone to show me. I silently flipped through the photos she saved, my finger pausing for a moment on one. "Put your phone away." I said: "Tell the team's media team to pay attention to the situation. As long as the feedback is still positive, it's okay, but if there is any negative information, the heat must be quickly extinguished." She nodded vigorously. Before leaving, I heard her mutter: "The chairman is really iron-clad, in a situation like this he still concentrates on work." "But that makes this pair even more attractive, hehe..." 21 Maybe it was because I had seen too much of Tieu Duong's shares. That night, it had been a long time since I dreamed of Ky Kien Bach. I dreaming about the night he won the championship. After Pho Sam and Giang Manh left, I was forced into the back seat of the car by Ky Kien Bach. His jacket tied my wrists tightly, the hem of the shirt falling loosely on my arm. I gasped, annoyed and said: "If I go home... I'll be discovered here..." "Shh—" He put his long index finger on my lips, "If you're afraid of being discovered, you have to be careful, don't make a sound." "Tonight, you're the reward." "The originally spacious space, in the gradually warming atmosphere, suddenly became cramped. In the end, I seemed to be controlled by his beautiful hands, flying up into the misty clouds. ... A few days later, at the team meeting, I met Ky Kien Bach again. When I entered, all the members stood up to greet, only he was still sitting there, his eyes cold. His support person, Lam Trac, pulled his sleeve: "A Ky, Mrs. The owner is here." His eyes glanced at me: "Hello, boss." During the entire meeting, Ky Kien Bach and I hardly had any private conversations. The young man is easily changed, I thought, maybe he had put our short relationship to the back of his mind. That's good. After the meeting, I stayed behind to clean up a few things. When I walked out, I saw Ky Kien Bach leaning against the hallway wall, head bowed, intently playing the NS computer. Thinking for a moment, I spoke in a gentle tone: "I've seen the news online, it's just kids having fun, don't worry too much." "In three days, the spring tournament starts, I'll let the media department contact the press, gradually shifting the focus of everyone's discussion to the tournament." He paused for a moment, paused the game, looked up at me. "Have you seen it?" "See it." "..."I couldn't hold back my shock for a second, then quickly reacted: "It's... Tieu Duong shared it with me, I just glanced at it, didn't look closely." "Just leave it there, don't care about the media." He tilted his head slightly, his voice indifferent: "The higher the temperature, the higher the commercial value of the team, you spent a huge amount of money to transfer me, I have to create value, right?"