At the top of the tall, towering office building in H City, the bright and spacious office is shining, but a silent game is quietly unfolding here.

A pile of contracts written in white and black was thrown in front of Wen Wan, and the coffee cup was overturned and stained on the table. Wen Wan glanced coldly at the man in the suit and leather shoes in front of her, a pair of thin white and soft hands casually twisted the contract, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised.

"Lawyer Gu, this is Zhuang Beichen's attitude when he asked you to negotiate?"

The woman's voice has a hint of coquettishness, and the slightest touch of the ear makes people's hearts ripple, and a man can't hold it in the face of such a beauty.

Gu Chi, who has been dealing with her for two years, has a thorough understanding of the nature of the woman in front of him. It is said that a woman with a beautiful appearance is like a femme fatale on the inside, and although Wen Wan can't talk about the word femme fatale, she is not far behind.

"Miss Wen, Mr. Zhuang has given an ultimatum, if you still refuse to sign the divorce agreement, he will sue for divorce. Gu Chi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, the bright lenses reflected the woman's surprised look, and the corners of his lips hooked up a sarcastic smile: "As far as I know, you have met the conditions for two years of separation." ”

Wen Wan bit her lip lightly, the hand holding the divorce agreement turned white, her eyes swept to the contempt in Gu Chi's eyes, and the panic on her face dissipated, replaced by the leisurely expression of the previous victory.

"Lawyer Gu is right, I should sign after so long, but I have to meet Zhuang Beichen before signing. Wen Wan stood up and straightened the crumpled agreement into his arms, her lips hooked into a bewildering smile.

Gu Chi, who seemed to be calm, stagnated his breath, put the agreement away, left a sentence to wait for a reply, and ran out of the door as if he was running away.

Although I don't know why Wen Wan is so cooperative this time, this two-year divorce battle has ended successfully, and it can't be better!

In the office, Wen Wan looked at the door that failed to close, and a hint of cunning flashed in her clear and translucent eyes.

"You want to divorce me, but there is no door!"

In the presidential suite of the famous five-star hotel, a tall man sits in a dark red sofa, and a customized high-end casual suit outlines the fiery figure that makes the male model ashamed.

A beautiful woman with heavy makeup was half-leaning into his arms, her fingers running over her handsome face, her eyes like silk.

Hearing Gu Chi's words on the other side, the man pushed away the woman who was sticking to him, picked up the divorce agreement and said.

"Is she really willing to sign on this?" the magnetic voice was seductive. sense, the man wrinkled his brows, and his words were a little incredulous.

Against the man's sharp gaze, Gu Chi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and nodded: "I don't know what's going on, Miss Wen was relieved so easily today." ”

Zhuang Beichen snorted coldly, and the beauty beside him immediately poured red wine for him, and he picked up the translucent goblet and sneered: "That woman won't be so kind, probably because she is afraid of going to court!"

At this time, the heroine who was discussed was standing downstairs in the hotel, her black and shiny hair was casually scattered, and her little face with red lips and white teeth became more and more coquettish, and she wore a red off-the-shoulder evening dress to cover proudly. The cup shows the extreme, so that the men around him who are looking at it understand what it means to have an angel face and a devil body.

Enjoying the appreciative gaze of the people, Wen Wan stepped on ten-centimeter high heels, and walked into the elevator in the lobby with full aura like a queen.

In the elevator alone, Wen Wan looked at the mirror inlaid in the elevator, her red lips pursed dissatisfiedly, and she shook off a half-coquettish and half-angry flattering eyes, and she was fascinated.

"Tsk, this kind of beauty Zhuang Beichen is also willing to divorce, it's really blind to his dog's eyes!"

The elevator didn't stop until the top floor, and after getting out of the elevator, Wen Wan took out her mobile phone from her purse, found the latest call history, and dialed it.

"Hey, I've arrived, is it done?"

A flattering female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Sister Wan'er, Zhuang Shao just went in to take a bath, I'm afraid he won't come out for a while." ”

The lips with retro-colored lipstick were hooked, and a smile appeared in Wen Wan's eyes: "Okay, is it 1201, I'll go over right away." Hung up the phone, her lips curled up with retro lipstick, and a smile appeared in her apricot eyes, I really don't know one. Night. Affection and people are replaced by his wife who has been neglected for many years, what will Zhuang Beichen's expression be?

Arrived at the door of the presidential suite, one. Night. The lover girl had already poked her head out of the door, and when she saw her coming over, she hurriedly opened the door.

"Sister Wan'er, since you're here, I'll leave quickly. ”

Wen Wan nodded at her, smiling gently and generously, without the pungency of catching rape in bed at all: "I have already hit your card with the money, and I will solve it on Zhuang Beichen's side." ”

Seeing that she was so knowledgeable, the beauty who was a junior felt guilty, and said goodbye to her with tears in her eyes: "Sister Wan'er, you must catch Zhuang Shao's heart!"

Wen Wan smiled and waved into the suite to close the door, hung the bag on the activity hanger, and just made up a sadomasochistic story to her, she completely believed it and didn't say it, and was willing to perform the bag drop drama with her.

Of course, what can make her resist the pressure of being retaliated by Zhuang Beichen is a lot of money.

Thinking of the expensive bag drop fee, Wen Wan felt a little painful.

She sat on the bed that was almost half of the room, looking at the writhing and moving figure on the frosted glass in the bathroom, and muttered in her gentle mouth, don't let me spend this money in vain, Zhuang Beichen.

The sound of flowing water in the bathroom stopped, and Zhuang Beichen changed into the hotel's spare bathrobe and went out, the bathrobe was loosely tied, and a large area of bronzed skin was naked. Exposed, water droplets run down the hair, dripping onto the blood-pumping sexual and sensual pectoral muscles, and two pairs of slender and toned legs loom in the hem of the clothes.

Wen Wan looked at the man who walked out of the bathroom, and her mouth was dry, even if there were constant conflicts between them, she had to admit that this man was the best in the world.

She looked down at the tulle pajamas on her body, the seductive devil figure seduced the soul, and she was not bad, good luck for Zhuang Beichen tonight!

Zhuang Beichen lowered his head and wiped his hair with a towel, sat on the edge of the bed, and a low voice sounded: "Come here, wipe my hair." ”

Wen Wan pursed her lips disapprovingly, this tone is really like she is an uncle.

Well, judging from his current situation, can't he be an uncle?

Before the other party could urge the second time, Wen Wan quickly took the towel from his hand and wiped the other party's hair a little clumsily but seriously.

After being dragged by the woman's hair three times, Zhuang Beichen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily in a low voice: "Why are your hands so stupid!"

The woman's youthful approach is not at all like his previous love. People are so gentle, rude as if they were rubbing the ground with a rag.

Wen Wan, who was accused, grimaced behind him, although there was some indignation in his eyes, the strength of his subordinates was a lot gentler, and he finally waited for Uncle Zhuang to be comfortable.

After his hair was a little drier, Zhuang Beichen waved his hand silently, signaling that she didn't have to continue. Casually brushing up the hair blocking his forehead, revealing a broad forehead, his narrow and bright eyes like stars looked over.

At this look, the pupils shrank suddenly, and the indifference in the eyes shattered into thousands!

Zhuang Beichen bounced up from the bed and looked at the sex in front of him in disbelief. The charming woman raised her voice: "How could it be you!"

Wen Wan tied her well-groomed hair, and her demeanor was unhurried, elegant and sexual. Feel.

"Why can't it be me, isn't it natural for husband and wife to share a bed?" said that, a pair of electric people's peach blossom eyes swept away gently, taking in the fright on each other's faces.

Zhuang Beichen clenched his fists, the other party's natural tone made his chest even more stuffy, and a few strands of black hair fell down, which couldn't hide the chill in his eyes.

"Don't talk about these falsehoods, if you hadn't deceived me in the first place, how could I marry a woman like you!"

Speaking of this gentleness, I get angry. Hey, what do you call me a woman? Am I a bad woman!

How many people knelt down and begged her for mercy, and did she appreciate a glimmer of light?

"My dear, I know you're still haunted by what happened, but that's because I love you so much that I got dizzy and did something stupid. The woman's eyes were hazy and pitiful, her tender red lips trembled slightly, and the words she uttered were like dew drops on the branches and leaves of the morning, which was lovable.

Zhuang Beichen was unmoved, his cold face was cold: "Don't pretend, I don't care how you got in, get out of here quickly!"

Wen Wan pretended to be deaf, blinked with big eyes and looked ignorant and pure, trying her best to win the sympathy of men.

It's a pity that what makes Wen Da Mei miscalculate is that Uncle Zhuang, who is known as the cold-faced Yama, doesn't understand what it means to be gentle and considerate of the fragrant and cherished jade. I saw him stretch out his big hand and grab her collar and pull it out.

"Shhhh

Zhuang Beichen looked down with a gloomy face, and the woman's gauzy pajamas were torn in his hand, and the long crack stretched from his neck to his chest, most of which were proud. The peak is about to come out!

This, this woman did not even wear the underwear. Clothes! Pool!

"Ahh

Wen Wanjiao snorted, taking advantage of the stiffness of the other party's body to get rid of her big hand, softly covering her snow-white chest, her delicate cheeks were stained with two touches of redness, and her watery eyes looked at Zhuang Beichen resentfully.

Zhuang Beichen looked at her as a victim, the green tendons on her forehead protruded, and her hands frozen in mid-air trembled slightly.

"Okay, very good, since Miss Wen has the guts to play this game, then I hope you also have the guts to sign the agreement!" the man said through gritted teeth.

Eh, it seems to have backfired, how can you break Uncle Zhuang if you provoke him?

The villain in her gentle heart covered her heart and wailed, how is it different from what the online raiders say, don't say the hook. As long as the posture of a man is lowered, no matter how determined a man is, will he instantly turn into a hungry wolf?

The corner of his eye slanted the wall clock on the wall, and he was still a little short of the expected time.

Wen Wan lowered her thick eyebrows, her eyes were sharp, and she suddenly raised her body and pounced on the man. Zhuang Beichen, who was about to throw his hands out of the house, accidentally fell to the bed by her.

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