105: Chapter 105 [Showing Off on Social Media] 105: Chapter 105 [Showing Off on Social Media] “Mr.

Ye, you and Miss Qiu are in a fake marriage!” Zhou Kai said.

“What?

A fake marriage?” Ye Chenfeng’s hazy eyes seemed to flash a fierce light.

Zhou Kai nodded, “Yes, according to the agreement, you and Miss Qiu are fake-married for a year.

You help Miss Qiu handle some troubles, here is the agreement.” Zhou Kai handed Ye Chenfeng a copy of the agreement: “But don’t worry, you will be paid one hundred thousand yuan every month as a fee!”

Looking at each unfair article of the agreement, Ye Chenfeng’s heart also darkened.

The most infuriating clause was that Qiu Muran accepted widowhood but not infidelity.

Damn it, meaning she won’t let me touch her, and I can’t touch other women either.

Is this to suffocate me?

I’m not some virgin boy, how can I hold back?

“What if I don’t sign?” Ye Chenfeng asked.

“If you sign, Ye Chenfeng, there might still be a chance between us.

Maybe I’ll fall in love with you during the term of the agreement!” Qiu Muran had an air of arrogance about her.

Ye Chenfeng’s cold eyes twinkled, unable to stand Qiu Muran’s haughtiness.

Signing a fake agreement not to mention, and the only benefit is a hint of a possibility between us.

Who do you think you are?

I’m done with this!

My wife isn’t a bit worse than you!

You bring me here out of the blue just to sign a fake marriage agreement?

Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?

Slap!

As his words fell, Ye Chenfeng flicked his lighter, a flame shot up and immediately set the agreement ablaze, eventually burning it into ashes.

“I don’t want there to be any possibility between us, I’m leaving, bye!”

After speaking, Ye Chenfeng left without looking back.

Qiu Muran never expected Ye Chenfeng to storm off; she always thought Ye Chenfeng liked her, and that he would definitely agree to such a request.

Indeed, Ye Chenfeng had a good feeling for Qiu Muran, but she overestimated herself and underestimated Ye Chenfeng.

“Hey, Ye Chenfeng, stop!” Qiu Muran panicked, running up to him in her high heels.

Ye Chenfeng looked at her indifferently, “What is it?”

“Ye Chenfeng, I was wrong, I just wanted to ask you for a favor, I was wrong…” Qiu Muran showed a pitiful appearance, even tears twinkling in her eyes.

Slap!

Ye Chenfeng lit up a cigarette, his heart softened a bit, and he said, “If you need help, just say it, no need for all this drama!”

Qiu Muran smoothed her messy hair, “I want you to pretend to be my husband, today is my engagement day!”

Hearing this, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes filled with doubt, he couldn’t help asking, “Isn’t an engagement supposed to be a happy occasion?

Why the need for someone to pretend?”

“Because it’s a marriage arranged by my parents, I don’t like that man at all.

I wouldn’t have come to you if I wasn’t desperate today!” Qiu Muran said urgently.

“Your parents don’t respect your opinions?” Ye Chenfeng asked.

“Maybe in their eyes, I’m just a sacrifice for the prosperity of the Qiu family!”

“Fine, I’ll help!” Ye Chenfeng deeply inhaled his cigarette, his eyes glowing through the misty smoke.

Asia’s largest shopping center, Asia and Europe Shopping Center, gathers the world’s top luxury brands.

When Ye Chenfeng and Qiu Muran appeared in the mall, they immediately attracted numerous gazes.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, breathtakingly gorgeous.

Whether it was her luxurious clothes and perfect figure or her unparalleled demeanor, she was highlighted like a shining star.

But the man, he was completely the opposite extreme, a total loser compared to the woman, wearing a stained shirt, causing many people to drop their jaws in shock.

“Damn, loser striking back at the rich beauty!”

“This guy is awesome, it looks like he doesn’t even want to do it!”

“Seriously, comparing people can really kill you!”

…

Similar discussions were heard one after another, and Ye Chenfeng seemed to be having a blast, feeling admired was really cool!

Qiu Muran furrowed her brow and her steps involuntarily quickened.

“Miss Qiu, welcome!”

As soon as Qiu Muran produced her black membership card, the manager of the Armani store came forward.

“Miss Qiu, are you here to buy clothes?

Do you need me to show you around?” the manager asked with a professional smile.

Qiu Muran looked at Ye Chenfeng, “Do you want to pick yourself, or do you want someone else to help you pick?”

Ye Chenfeng glanced around and couldn’t help asking, “Ranran, the clothes here are so expensive, I don’t have money on me, shall we just go?”

Qiu Muran bit her lip, frustrated, “I’ll buy the clothes for you; you don’t have to spend any money, and don’t call me Ranran!”

But Ye Chenfeng disagreed, “How can that be?

I, being a full-bodied man, can’t let a woman buy clothes for me!

Wouldn’t that be poking my spine?

Others might think I’m a kept man!”

“Do you have money to buy?” Qiu Muran retorted with just a phrase.

“I have…this isn’t about money, okay?

It’s a matter of principle.

Even though I’m a delivery guy, every penny I earn is mine by right!

I won’t agree to let a woman buy my clothes!”

Qiu Muran was about to lose her mind.

Had this guy’s brain been kicked by a donkey or what?

Seeing the strange, curious looks from several sales attendants, Qiu Muran wished she could leave immediately.

“Eh?

Looks like I really don’t have money!” said a weak voice the next second.

Everyone: “…”.

Ye Chenfeng pulled out a handful of change and spread it on the counter, mostly one and fifty-cent coins, with just one or two ten and twenty bill, and not a single fifty or hundred.

“Pfft!”

Qiu Muran felt like spitting blood.

What sins had she committed in her past life to meet a jerk like Ye Chenfeng in this one!

Ye Chenfeng, holding the change, his eyes suddenly lit up, asked the manager, “Miss, do you charge for taking photos here?”

The manager was taken aback and said somewhat awkwardly, “No…

no charge!”

You think this is a zoo or what!

The same thought flashed through the minds of the other sales attendants.

“Great!”

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and he stuffed the change back into his pocket.

Then he scurried off toward the dressing room, with no one knowing what he was up to.

“Ye Chenfeng, what are you doing?”

As Qiu Muran spoke, she followed him, and the manager and several sales attendants also hurriedly followed behind her.

“Ranran, can you help me out here?” Ye Chenfeng’s voice came from the changing room.

“Help you with what?” Qiu Muran was puzzled.

Ye Chenfeng took out his phone, opened the camera, and set up the lens excitedly, “Don’t you know about last year’s Uniqlo incident?

Today, I’m going to take photos in the Armani dressing room and post it on social media to show off.

YanYan, can you help me out?”

“Help you my ass!” Qiu Muran, the normally poised director of marketing at Chu Corporation, exploded with a rare curse.

The other attendants were completely speechless.

Ye Chenfeng was truly bizarre.