Mr.CEO, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement
Chapter 323: Only Had a Marital Relationship with One Woman

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Only Had a Marital Relationship with One Woman

Su Mu glared at him:

"Mr. Fu should still mind his words."

"What? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Su Mu had completely come to her senses, no longer thrown off by his words, and simply offered a slight smile:

"I’m not denying anything, but no matter what, that was in the past. Now my relationship with Mr. Fu is that of an employer and employee. Your remarks could easily be construed as harassment."

Fu Shinian chuckled lightly at this:

"As long as you don’t deny the past, I’m not too concerned about the present."

Su Mu looked at him, and after a few seconds, let out a cold laugh:

"I’ve always thought Mr. Fu to be a man who holds himself to strict standards, especially regarding his attitude towards marriage, not allowing anyone to tarnish it. Yet, now, after a few years, how come Mr. Fu seems like a completely different person? Your fiancée hasn’t been gone long, and you’re already harassing other women. Don’t you find such behavior inappropriate?"

"As you said, she is just a fiancée, not a wife. Our relationship at most is one of dating, so where does the talk of marriage come from?" He looked at her, smiling: "In my life, I have only been in one marriage, and Miss Su, you should know better than I who that woman was, right?"

Su Mu chuckled lightly at this:

"Of course, I’m aware. Perhaps it’s Mr. Fu himself who doesn’t understand?"

"Oh?" Fu Shinian raised an eyebrow slightly: "What do you mean?"

The atmosphere between the two had caught the attention of the surrounding staff, who occasionally glanced their way. Su Mu noticed this and felt that she was indeed being irrational. This was her workplace, and she really shouldn’t be squabbling with Shinian over these matters. She had no interest in becoming the subject of gossip for others.

So, she put an end to the topic:

"They’re ready over there. If Mr. Fu wants to take photos, he can go now."

Fu Shinian looked at her, silent for a few seconds, then he curled the corner of his lips slightly:

"Alright."

No sooner had he spoken the word than he began unbuttoning his shirt. Su Mu averted her gaze but didn’t stop him. After all, the style she was going for in this photoshoot was supposed to be wild, and Shinian’s strict business attire didn’t fit the bill. Unbuttoning his shirt was necessary, but the suit pants he was wearing were not quite right.

"Tina," Su Mu called the stylist, "go find a pair of jeans for Mr. Fu to change into."

Tina glanced at Fu Shinian, who was unbuttoning his shirt, and swallowed slightly. She had never seen a man exude such sex appeal just by unbuttoning his shirt, making her heart itch with desire.

Following her gaze, Su Mu looked over as Shinian was about to unbutton the fourth button, and she spoke up to stop him:

"That’s enough."

Fu Shinian stopped his movements:

"Is it enough? My abs are quite impressive."

Su Mu gritted her teeth internally: "Since Mr. Fu is keen on showing off his body, I will naturally provide that opportunity, but before then, let’s start with a set that’s more suggestive."

"Alright," Fu Shinian smiled slightly, "but Miss Su should know, I never wear someone else’s clothes."

Tina spoke up at the right moment:

"Mr. Fu, please rest assured, all the clothing brought over today are the latest models borrowed from various top brands; they haven’t been worn by anyone before, so you can feel at ease."

Fu Shinian, who had changed into jeans, walked out and instantly attracted the attention of all the women present, and even Su Mu couldn’t help but give him a few more glances.

The stylist seemed to favor him, which Su Mu could tell at a glance.

He had changed into jeans, and the leather shoes on his feet had been switched to British-style ankle boots. In addition to the shirt on the upper body, there was now a leather jacket, and his hairstyle had been altered. If the Fu Shinian from before was a business elite, now he appeared more like a rebel who was restless with the status quo, wanting to break free from all constraints—mysterious, wild, and with an impactful presence.

In all the time she had known him, living together for over two years, Su Mu was seeing this side of Fu Shinian for the first time.

Tina took the initiative and approached Su Mu:

"Sister Su, is this styling okay? Does it conflict with the style you wanted? I don’t mean to be presumptuous, but seeing him in jeans, I just couldn’t resist doing a bit more with his look. It’s my first time encountering a model like this, and I’m quite eager to try my hand."

As a photographer, Su Mu actually understood this feeling very well; like when she encountered a model that resonated with her, she too would want to try more. She smiled slightly:

"Very good."

Tina smiled and walked away, and Su Mu went over with her camera.

For the first photo, Fu Shinian leaned against the motorcycle with his legs crossed, looking down as he lit a cigarette. Amid the clouds of smoke, he looked up at the camera, his gaze seeming to smile yet not smiling, yet profound.

In the second pose, he sat on one side of the motorcycle, slightly turned, with his elbow propped on the fuel tank in front, one leg casually placed on the ground, the other bent on the footrest. He hooked the corner of his lips with a charming smile.

For the third photo, he just casually squatted on the ground, head raised as he smoked, the exhaled smoke drifting up slowly, creating a swirling image.

After taking a few shots, Su Mu belatedly realized that the entire work atmosphere had quieted down. The wardrobe stylists and makeup artists, who were accustomed to chatting and laughing during shoots, were now all concentrating on Fu Shinian, focused and expectant.

Su Mu had to admit that Fu Shinian’s camera presence was even better than Xu Yansu’s; he was like a model who had been in the industry for many years. Every frame, every movement, could freeze into a picture, perfectly highlighting the decadence and wildness that Su Mu wanted to convey.

Su Mu stopped and asked Fu Shinian to take off the leather jacket. She stood in front of the computer and looked at the semi-finished photos, pursing her lips, but eventually she walked over to stand in front of Fu Shinian:

"Mr. Fu, for the next shots, you don’t need to look at the camera."

The recent styling had caused a few more buttons on his shirt to be done up. Now, as he started to leisurely unbutton them again after taking off the leather jacket, Fu Shinian looked up at Su Mu upon hearing her words:

"Why? Are you not satisfied?"

It wasn’t dissatisfied; rather... he was too provocative.

Every one of his gazes was intensely aggressive, stirring the heartstrings to the extreme. It was just a look, but the contents of that gaze were like a spell, making one involuntarily sink deep, causing the heart to race uncontrollably. As the photographer, Su Mu’s own feelings were the strongest.

Su Mu smiled:

"It’s not dissatisfaction; it’s that we can try something else."

"I see," Fu Shinian gave a slight smile: "I thought Sister Su the photographer had some other feeling, but since you’ve suggested it, naturally I’ll comply."

Not long into the next set of shots, Su Mu began to regret it because no one expected that after a few photos, Fu Shinian would directly tear open his shirt, revealing his entire chest and abs. What was even less expected was that he would gaze straight at Su Mu and start unbuttoning his pants...