I don't put on a show

Wen Wan thanked her repeatedly.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a man with an extremely outstanding appearance, his hair was slightly gray and combed back, and his beard was a little gray, but his face was ruddy and shiny, making people think that the gray hair and beard were made. But the look in his eyes told her that he was not young.

His eyes are extremely warm, not the warmth of a scholar like Shao Wenxiu, but the warmth of seeing everything in the world.

The man smiled slightly, "You're welcome, your feet are fine." ”

He looked at her ten-centimeter stiletto heels and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, thanks to you, otherwise it would have been a real thing. ”

"It's a gesture. As he spoke, he walked away, looked at him gently, and suddenly stopped him, "Sir." ”

"Is there anything else?"

"Your shoes!" Wen Wan pointed to his shoes embarrassedly, it turned out that when he collided with him, his shoes were trampled flat by Wen Wan.

"It doesn't matter. ”

"This kind of patent leather shoe can be deformed when you step on it, but I have a way to restore it, would you like to try it?"

"Oh, I'm a little curious that the shoes can be restored. ”

"If you don't mind, tell me when you change into another pair of shoes, and I'll take them again." Wen Wan said and took out her business card and handed it over, "Call me when you're well." ”

"It's a child with a heart, okay, then I'll take it. He solemnly put the business card in his jacket pocket.

Wen Wan left, and soon left this little episode behind.

When she arrived at Zhuang's, the downstairs of the building was also full of reporters, and when she saw Wen Wan appearing, she immediately flocked over. This time, Wen Wan didn't answer the question patiently, but walked through the reporter's encirclement with a smile on her face.

The movement downstairs naturally alarmed Zhuang Beichen, and he came downstairs and greeted her with open arms in the lobby.

"Why are you here?"

"Why, as Mrs. Zhuang, can't you come to check the post?"

Wen Wan didn't accept his exaggerated hug, but pulled his outstretched arms down coquettishly, and naturally held one. This action is like two people who should be affectionate, but because someone is watching and shyly retreats.

Zhuang Beichen smiled, "Okay, now that I know that Mr. Zhuang is not absent from work, Mrs. Zhuang can go back." ”

"Borrow a step to speak!" She intimately pulled him inside, Zhuang Beichen raised his eyebrows, and let her hold him all the way to the president's office.

"What do you want to say?" Zhuang Beichen wiped his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Have you read the news?"

"Oh, it's the photo of you fooling around with Shao Wenxiu behind my back. ”

"Zhuang Beichen, what nonsense are you talking about. ”

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photo, "I just found out now, you hugged so tightly that day, Wen Wan, I warned you a long time ago, and now that it has been exposed by the media, you know that you are in a hurry?"

"If you want to be exposed, why don't you expose your face? Isn't it better to directly sit on the so-called boyfriend? Why can you only see my face, but he only has his back. Have you thought about why?"

"Tell me about it. Zhuang Beichen sat leisurely in the corner of the desk, his legs folded comfortably.

"So someone must have deliberately exposed these photos to discredit me, but what good do you want to discredit me, I'm just one of the owners of a small planning company. ”

"So what?"

"So the people behind the scenes must be targeting the Zhuang family!"

"......" Zhuang Beichen choked for a moment, and looked at him gently, "The Zhuang family has a big business, there must be many people who are envious, jealous and hateful, and there are just a few photos, so they were exposed." I stink my reputation, and I am the wife of the president of Zhuang's, and my reputation represents Zhuang's reputation. So the black hand is obviously aimed at the Zhuang family!"

"I think next, the black hand is going to doxx your old news, and then it can be accompanied by a large headline "The life of the wealthy family is too debauched, and the newlyweds are looking for beauty and encounters", which shows that I am an introduction, and you are the explosive news they want. ”

Listening to her serious nonsense, Zhuang Beichen pursed his lips, "It really makes sense to say this, so what do you say you want to do?"

"Help me wash my name. In the past, you were single, and being exposed to a scandal was just a matter of personal style, but now that you are married, both husband and wife have been exposed to stolen and fishy photos, which has become a family moral problem. You say that a family with moral problems, who would dare to trust you. At that time, the stock price will go down, and you will also face all kinds of pressure from shareholders!"

looked at him gently, solemnly, with a look that was by no means alarmist.

"In this way, I really have to help you!" Zhuang Beichen touched his chin, and stretched out his long arm to clasp her in his arms,"

Wen Wan was begging for others, and was so affectionately held in his arms, not only did she refuse, but she also cooperated and reached out to point his lips. "I'm also for the good of the dealer, otherwise my grandmother would be unhappy when she sees the news. Didn't the doctor say that the most important thing for the elderly is to be happy. ”

It's really a matter of doing anything.

With the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, Zhuang Beichen raised his eyebrows with satisfaction. Grabbed Yingrun's fingertips, "I can help you wash your white, so what about the return?"

"When you help me, you help yourself. ”

Zhuang Beichen hooked his lips and smiled lightly, slowly leaning his head, but at a distance of one centimeter from her lips, he suddenly pushed her away.

"Wen Wan, you reminded me a little, your reputation is not good, grandma doesn't like you anymore, we can divorce!"

Wen Wan's mouth opened wide, and the corners of her eyes twitched involuntarily. "Zhuang Beichen, you ......"

"Do you think divorce is a good thing now? You must know that they are coming for the Zhuang family, if you abandon me at this time, they will take advantage of the topic to play, and they will condemn you and even the Zhuang family for being ruthless and unjust, do you want to stage a bloody divorce drama of a wealthy family?"

Her brain was spinning really fast.

Wen Wan stepped forward again and said seductively: "We are now husband and wife, and glory and loss coexist." So, you can only help me. If you get together and disperse, you can still be friends, this is what a wealthy couple should look like when they divorce. ”

Zhuang Beichen looked unwilling, grabbed her waist again, and buckled it into his arms, "That's really reasonable." But I'm not willing to let you go like this. ”

"Why don't we make a deal?"

"Deal?" Wen Wan said suspiciously. Just as he was thinking about what he was going to offer, he suddenly kissed him with a hot lip.

"Xiao Wan'er is right, we are husband and wife. ”

He said something wickedly, and his tongue stirred into her mouth.

"Zhuang Beichen, this is the office, don't mess around. Taking advantage of the gap in the exchange of breath, she hurriedly said. Zhuang Beichen scooped up her long legs and put them on his waist, "This is my office." ”

As soon as she turned around, Wen Wan was already on the large desk, this guy shouldn't want to do her here.

She was anxious and stretched out her hand against him, "Zhuang Beichen, there are a lot of reporters outside." ”

"Isn't this just right, it proves that our husband and wife are in love, like glue. ”

"You, you did it on purpose!"

"Shhhhh ”

The last two words were straightforward and explicit, and the gentle white and tender face suddenly flew red, "Hooligans!"

"Wen Wan, you want me to help you, this is the condition, do what a wife should do. Unconsciously, her chest was cold, her shirt had been completely unbuttoned, and his flirtatious breath sprayed on her chest.

Wen Wan was shy and anxious, arching up like a shrimp, "Zhuang Beichen, don't be here......, okay?"

Zhuang's office is all made of glass partitions, although it is frosted and cannot be seen inside and outside, but this feeling of brightness makes her extremely insecure.

"So where do you want to go?"

His sultry breath came to her ears again, the most sensitive place. A burst of electricity swept through his body, and the tips of his toes trembled.

"Home. She spinelessly compromised.

"But he can't wait!" he grabbed her hand and reached over himself, and sure enough, he was ready to go.

The continuous events of the past few days have really suffocated him, and every time he sees her, he wants to turn into a wolf and eat her clean. and didn't dare to make a mistake because of her health, and finally waited for such a good opportunity to gather the right time, place and people, how could someone who had been put on the brain by sperm give up!

"No, yes!" she was disturbed by his flirtatious breath.

"Then let's go inside. ”

Sex is an experience for two people, and he doesn't want her to do the most wonderful thing with obvious resistance. He picked her up and entered the rest room in the office, which was still in black, white and gray tones, and the bedding was the same as Yun Shuixuan's.

Wen Wan quipped, "You really enjoy it, say, how many women have you brought in." ”

"You're the first!" he said, looking her in the eye, very seriously.

The heat is rampant outside the window, and the house is full of spring and light.

When the two of them appeared in front of the public again, there was another flash of light, and Wen Wan changed the image of the previous professional elite, and the little bird was next to Zhuang Beichen.

Zhuang Beichen is used to not giving reporters a good look, his strong arms tightly wrapped around his wife, and quickly passed through the encirclement of layers of reporters.

The news still reached the ears of Mrs. Zhuang, but when she saw Zhuang Beichen and Wen Wan both appearing at home, there was a tacit understanding in front of her eyebrows, so Mrs. Zhuang put a heart in her stomach.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Zhuang always gave up all the good dishes in front of Wen Wan. With such news, Mrs. Zhuang not only blamed her, but also spoiled herself as always, and was moved by her gentleness.

"Grandma, eat it yourself. She sandwiched a piece of the cold dish that Mrs. Zhuang loved to eat.

"Okay, Xiao Wan'er will eat it too. ”

The family is happy and unaffected by scandals.

It's getting dark, the lights are on, and the night is dark, which is the busiest time of the day when the bar is busy.

Zhao Mingyu came to a small and inconspicuous bar, pushed open the heavy door, and walked into the noisy bar. The beautiful eyes swept around like X-rays, and finally froze in a dim corner.

A man was hunched on the table, still holding a wine glass in his hand, and dozens of empty bottles were crooked on the table in front of him, and even some on the ground.

It can be seen that he has drunk and drunk.

Zhao Mingyu walked over and grabbed the man up, "Wen Xiu, go back with Mom!"

Shao Wenxiu was as drunk as mud, a big man of more than one meter and eight meters, how could it be that Zhao Mingyu pulled it. She pulled a few times, but instead of pulling people up, her legs were still tired.

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