After Accidentally Provoking a Shady Lawyer, the Foodie Cried and Begged for Mercy!

I have a wonderful pretty boy. I picked him up in a fly shop. He was detained by the boss because he forgot his wallet. He was wearing a high-end suit and looked as embarrassed as a wandering Samoyed. I felt so moved on the spot that I paid 30 yuan for duck blood and vermicelli soup for him, and proudly patted my chest: "I will protect you from now on!" He nodded obediently, the light in his eyes brighter than the lights of the night market. So, I started the feeding mode of "I am responsible for making money to buy meat, and you are responsible for looking beautiful like a flower". He is very dedicated. Every day in his circle of friends, he either posts about the sweet and sour pork ribs I made or the hot pot I took him to eat. The caption is always: "Today's sugar content exceeds the limit, please apply for life extension." "You don't understand the joy of being kept." My colleague Lin Chacha mocked me more than once: "Mianmian, your salary as a food editor is not high, and you raise a soft-boiled man. What are you doing?" ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ Together out of which I always say while nibbling chicken feet: "I want him to eat!" It was not until later that Lin Chacha took my credit and set up a trap with the company's senior management to frame me for "commercial leakage", causing me to face huge compensation and industry ban. I was desperate and cried and called my "good-for-nothing" pretty boy. On the other end of the phone, he was silent for a moment, and his voice was no longer the usual gentleness, but cold and tempered: "Don't cry. Put your phone on speakerphone and put it on the conference table."