I Want a Wife but No Backbone

A black-faced attacker with an upright mouth and an upright body x gentle, calm and restrained Five years ago, Song Jiuru suffered from mental illness and suffered setbacks in his life. He was forced to break up with her boyfriend. The week before going abroad, Feng Mu stood downstairs in the rental house every day. No matter the wind or rain, his stubbornness remained standing, just to look at Song Jiuru every day. His eyes were red and he was unwilling to break up. On the day he left the country, Song Jiuru looked at him without sadness or joy. Feng Mu, who had been ravaged by the wind and rain for a week, was pale and his cheeks were red. He looked very dangerous. He begged, I will definitely give you a better life in the future. I will not let you suffer or be wronged. Give me some time. I only need a little time. Please... Song Jiuru was unmoved by the cry at the end, and said with a slightly funny sarcasm: I have no obligation to wait for you. It is better to find an old man while waiting for you, with minimum living security, die quickly, and give me everything I want. Feng Mu held back tears, biting his lip and bleeding, but still couldn't get Song Jiuru to look back. Song Jiuru ignored Feng Mu and passed him by. Five years later, Song Jiuru returned to China, and Feng Mu unexpectedly became his boss. At this time, Feng Mu is no longer the stupid young man he once was, and has suddenly become the youngest chairman with a net worth of hundreds of millions. He still looked at himself with piercing hatred, so no matter what he did to him, Song Jiuru accepted it one by one without any complaints, but Feng Mu misunderstood that he wanted to get back together. Feng Mu's expression was as cold as ice: I'm not an old man, I won't die so soon. Song Jiuru was holding the coffee, feeling sour in his heart. Just as he was about to put it down, Feng Mu waved it away, spilling all the coffee on him. Feng Mu suppressed his concern for a moment and said coldly: You did it yourself and it has nothing to do with me. * I don't know if it's Feng Mu's illusion. With such a big company, he can always pay attention to Song Jiuru immediately. Seeing him chatting so happily with his female colleague who liked him, Feng Mu became angry when he saw it. How could he have such a good life? Seeing that the plan he wrote won the first prize and he was so radiant when he spoke on stage, Feng Mu had a heart attack. How could he be so good despite having such a good life? When he attended the annual meeting, Song Jiuru was wearing a suit and leather tie. He treated his female companion as a gentle, considerate and handsome gentleman. Feng Mu was annoyed for a while. How could he live a good life and be so good-looking? Then, in order to become a stumbling block in his life, Feng Mu asked Song Jiuru to become his personal assistant. Since Song Jiuru doesn't like to see him, let him see him every day. Until he is willing to beg for mercy! # Sweet and sour article, let yourself go, imperfect character design# #The character's three views do not represent the author's three views# #@ Jinjiang Qizheng# Purpose: There are many setbacks on the road of life. You must survive tenaciously in order to break through the difficulties and see a bright road.