Wen Xiang Nephrite's body pressed up, her soft chest pressed against his chest, and the wings of her nose were wrapped around the sweet and seductive body fragrance of the woman's body. For a moment, Zhuang Beichen felt that his brain was a little swollen.

"Husband, after so many years of husband and wife, can't you spare me once?" The gentle and sweet voice was low, with a playful tail note, just listening to it in the ears, it numbs half of the body.

"You!"

Looking at the beautiful face close at hand, I don't know if it was because I was pressed on my chest, or because the heating in the room was turned on too much, Zhuang Beichen's face was dyed with a hint of redness.

Even though his complexion is bronzed, he still catches the delicate gentleness in his eyes.

There was a drama in the heart, and Wen Wan took advantage of the situation to chase and touch his strong chest, and her soft little hands drew circles on the bulging pectoral muscles, full of teasing.

Zhuang Beichen was a little unsteady by her teasing, his eyes were deep with a hint of enjoyment, but when he touched the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, cold water splashed down.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" opened the other party's hand, Zhuang Beichen's eyes showed a cold light, and he grabbed the woman's fragile and slender neck, turned over and pressed her under him.

"I'll tell you Wen Wan, for the sake of our deal is finally coming to an end, I'll spare your life for the time being tonight!" The subordinate exerted his strength slightly, looking at the painful expression on her face, Zhuang Beichen's voice became colder and colder: "If you are interested, sign obediently!"

The feeling of suffocation was not pleasant, Wen Wan opened her mouth and tried to breathe oxygen, and she could only make a coughing sound in her throat. She struggled to break her big hands around her neck, and looked at him with pleading pleading in her moist eyes.

Zhuang Beichen saw that she couldn't stand it, so he snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

"Ahem, you're too ruthless, do you want to murder your own wife!" Wen Wan touched the red mark on her neck and breathed heavily.

If it were a few seconds later, one of her small lives would probably be in his hands!

"My patience with you is saturated, and you'd better keep your promise, or I don't know what I'll do to your broken manor. Zhuang Beichen walked straight to the sofa chair and sat down, his straight and slender legs stretched casually, domineering and awe-inspiring.

She wasn't angry when Zhuang Beichen spoke ill of her, she wasn't angry when the other party grabbed her throat and tried to take her life, but when he threatened her manor, Wen Wan was really angry.

Wen Wan was still angry and still didn't show her face, but her usually smiling eyes became a little cold, and the corners of her lips hooked up an elegant and perfect smile, and she no longer had the same low posture as before.

"Presumably, at that time, Mr. Zhuang will not have the time to clean up my manor. ”

"What do you mean!" Zhuang Beichen straightened up and asked in a deep voice.

Wen Wan just smiled coldly, and looked up at the wall clock on the wall, the time was just right.

She stood up and rubbed her hair, her neat hair became scattered, but the woman was a little lazy and poignant, and her lips opened: "Stay tuned, I have prepared a good show for you, Mr. Zhuang." ”

After saying that, he winked playfully, turned his head and ran out of the door.

"Ahh

Wen Wan rushed out of the room in disheveled clothes, her messy hair and the dazzling red marks on her neck all told how terrible the humiliation of the woman had been before. What's more, the woman's reddened eyes were covered with wet tear stains, and her face was sad, how pitiful and pitiful it was.

Society is the least lacking in compassion, especially when the abuser is a rich second generation born with a golden soup spoon, and the indignation in the hearts of the people will soar to the highest.

The reporter who had been waiting outside the door for a long time knew this truth well, and when he saw Wen Wan rushing out, he snapped and pressed the camera button. For a moment, dazzling magnesium lights filled the entire corridor.

The gentle and miserable appearance was left on the negative, and then it was printed, as well as the stunned face of Zhuang Beichen, who caught up.

Looking at the crowded reporters in the corridor, Zhuang Beichen knew that he was in big trouble. He knew that the woman would not be so kind to print and sign, and there must be some conspiracy waiting for him. It's just that he didn't expect Wen Wan to be so impatient.

The next day, the news of the Zhuang Group's heir's insult to an innocent girl made headlines in major newspapers. Although Zhuang suppressed it with strong assets, the matter still spread throughout the Internet, sweeping through the pages of various forums like a tornado.

Zhuang Beichen, who was bitten by an urgent-eyed rabbit, had to hide from the wind and rain at home for a few days, so he enjoyed his days of silence for a few days.

Chengming International Hotel, with its superb service level and luxurious accommodation environment, is known as the first six-star hotel in China.

And now, this hotel is chartered all day just for a wedding.

Looking at the extravagant and heroic costumes around him, Wen Wan standing in front of the buffet table couldn't help but be speechless. Although this wedding was arranged by their company, Wen Wan still had a stomachache when she watched the white flowers of the silver flow away for a wedding.

In order to make up for some psychological losses, Wen Wan decided to kill all sides and sweep away the high-end food in the venue. Under the disdainful eyes of everyone, Wen Wan hid in a no-man's corner with a plate of food piled up, ready to enjoy her lunch.

"Gentle. ”

Just as Wen Wan was about to prepare to start, a smiling male voice came from behind her, which was different from Zhuang Beichen's indifference and rejection of people thousands of miles away, but gentle like a trickling stream.

The gentleness who can calmly deal with the 'big iceberg', but in the face of the owner of this voice, he can't help but feel a little timid in his heart.

Putting the plate in his hand on the stone table, he turned around gently, stiffly, and pulled the corners of his mouth to squeeze out a dry smile.

"Hey, Wen Xiu is so coincidental. ”

The man in front of her in a straight silver and gray suit is her ex-boyfriend and childhood sweetheart, Shao Wenxiu.

I haven't seen him for a few years, Shao Wenxiu's appearance has not changed, but he is a little thin, which adds a bit of elegance to his already gentle and elegant temperament. If there is a change, it is that there are more rimless glasses on the bridge of his high nose, and the warm eyes under the glasses are staring at her tightly.

Of course, only Wen Wan could read the hatred buried in his gentle eyes on the surface.

"I didn't expect to meet you so soon. Shao Wenxiu tidied up his cuffs and said with a smile.

Wen Wan pulled the broken hair hanging next to her ears behind her ears, and her words were a little uncomfortable: "When I heard the news of your return to China a month ago, I didn't expect to meet so soon, and now I am working as a wedding emcee." ”

Shao Wenxiu was not surprised, with a warm smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were chilling: "I heard that the scale of your company is not bad, relying on my mother's money and Zhuang Beichen." He looked at the plate behind her and sneered: "You really haven't changed at all, I don't know when the problem of the occasion can be changed." ”

Wen Wan snorted, laughing heartlessly, and her big peach blossom eyes were bent into crescents: "Beichen has really helped me a lot, as for the problem or something, it has become a habit." ”

I don't know if I can't get used to her hippie face, or I can't get used to hearing her light breeze, the smile on Shao Wenxiu's face couldn't be hung anymore, his expression suddenly changed, and he pressed Wen Wan against the wall.

"What is your heart made of, to do such a thing, and to pretend to be nothing in front of me!"

He snorted coldly, looking at the gentle expression full of disdain: "It's still Zhuang Beichen's money is really so intoxicating, it blackens your heart!"

The vigorous impact made Wen Wan's lungs almost pushed out, her eyes were full of golden flowers, and her ears took the other party's words into her ears word for word.

"Zhuang Beichen is indeed very rich, and I don't know how happy it is to sleep in bed with money. Wen Wan thought she was a strong person, but when she saw the contempt in the eyes of the other party, all the fortresses in her heart were destroyed!

People all over the world can look down on me, but you can't!

Her unscrupulous words obviously angered Shao Wenxiu, and he couldn't think about the deep meaning in her words, his eyes were blood-red with jealousy, and the hand on Wen Wan's shoulder trembled slightly.

"Hmm!" Wen Wan looked at the enlarged face in front of her, and was at a loss for a moment.

His lips were kissed hard, the familiar smell of whiskey came with him, and his teeth were pried open by the tongue that was placed in front of him, in an attempt to stir up a storm.

After being stunned, Wen Wan's first reaction was to push the pair away, but the crazy man hugged her tighter, wrapping her arms so hard that she almost sank into her bones.

"Look what I see, love my wife deeply, steal and love with others?" a pleasant male voice came, saving the struggling gentleness.

Shao Wenxiu, who was disturbed, let her go unhappily, raised his head and looked at the comer, his eyes suddenly shrank!

"Who should I be, it turned out to be a gentle 'new love'. ”

Zhuang Beichen was dressed in a white suit, the goblet in his hand was swaying with bright red wine, and his movements were elegant and demonic. Listening to Shao Wenxiu's words, he walked slowly, and a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes glanced coldly at Wen Wan.

Under his gaze, Wen Wan trembled fiercely, and some did not dare to raise her head.

"Speaking of new love, I don't dare to take it seriously, but is it not quite right for you to do this to call your fiancée?" Zhuang Beichen's thin lips hooked up and smiled, raised his hand to drink the red wine in the wine glass, looked at the other party's slightly narrowed eyes with satisfaction, and continued.

"Miss Liang, I must have returned to China with you. The two of you have been engaged for many years but have not gotten married, I don't know when I will be able to eat the Shao family's wedding wine. ”

Shao Wenxiu glanced at Wen Wan behind him, and said with a sneer: "This is not always bothering, but the relationship between you and Wen Wan does not seem to be very good." ”

Since Zhuang Beichen appeared, the two did not look at each other, let alone communicate in language. Thinking of the rumors, a trace of suspicion flashed in Shao Wenxiu's eyes.

"Haha, how can it be, my husband and I have a good relationship!" As soon as his voice fell, Wen Wan rushed out from behind him, holding Zhuang Beichen's arm so intimately.

At the moment of being touched by a stupid woman, Zhuang Beichen's body was a little stiff, and his slightly moving arms showed signs of breaking free. Wen Wan's hand hidden behind his back pinched him hard, a sweet smile on his face, and his peach blossom eyes blinked like talking.

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