After her stepmother's funeral, Wen Muyan was very considerate and set aside a few days of rest for her, and Yan Qiluo used these days to simply deal with some company matters, and packed a few of her own clothes by the way.

On Monday, she and Wen Muyan received a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and attended a press conference with him, officially becoming Mrs. Wen.

This Mrs. Wen who fell from the sky aroused people's great curiosity, and gossip reporters wanted to find out about the relationship between the two.

Sitting in Wen Muyan's car, flipping through the various reports one by one, Yan Qiluo couldn't help but shake his head, the truth was not what they thought at all.

"To be Mrs. Wen, you must be prepared to be criticized." Wen Muyan looked ahead and spoke slowly.

Turning his head to look at him, Yan Qiluo nodded.

She has indeed seen Mr. Wen's influence, as long as he appears, there will inevitably be a spotlight to follow, and it seems that digging into the young president's privacy is more attractive than everything.

A woman who wants to be a legend naturally has to have a strong heart.

It's just that she still can't get back to her senses, and she is really married?

The red book is stamped with a steel stamp, and from now on, Yan Qiluo will forget her past identity and become a new Mrs. Wen.

sent her back to her villa, and Wen Muyan returned to the company.

Their marriage is a paper contract, and he naturally doesn't have to fulfill any husband's accusations, Yan Qiluo is very open to this.

The aunt at home took Yan Qiluo to the guest room on the second floor, which was a room specially prepared for her by Wen Muyan, with a simple but exquisite display layout.

This is a man of great taste.

Anxiously waiting in the room until late at night, the voice of Wen Muyan coming back finally came from outside.

Pulling open the door, Wen Muyan was just in front of the door of her bedroom and was about to go in, but she just glanced at her lightly, and then entered the room, hesitated, and Yan Qiluo followed in.

"Well, I wanted to thank you." She bit her lower lip crampedly, nervousness written all over her face.

Thank you for defending me in front of so many people.

It seemed that she was a little surprised by her thanks, Wen Muyan's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and he just nodded, which was counted as an answer to her.

He had never been so close to a man, Yan Qiluo couldn't speak for a while, and stood there stupidly.

"Hand me the glass." Wen Muyan spoke first to break the silence.

Yan Qiluo, who came back to his senses, hurriedly walked over and took a full glass of water and wanted to hand it to him, but who knew that when his feet slipped, all the water in his hands was spilled on his body!

"Ahh Yan Qiluo exclaimed, his center of gravity fell unsteadily towards Wen Muyan, and his slender jade hand was unfortunately pressed in a position that should not be pressed.

Yan Qiluo, who reacted quickly, blushed, stood up suddenly, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" ”

If you did it on purpose, you could still do it?

In the flash of light, looking at her shy and nervous appearance, Wen Muyan suddenly remembered that night, all his reason broke at that moment, he stretched out his hand, pulled her to his lap, and kissed her without hesitation.

The sudden kiss made Yan Qiluo's breathing gradually become short, and she put her hands on his chest, trying to break free, but she lost her strength little by little.

The temperature in the room rises suddenly, and there is a bitter ambiguity everywhere.

Finally, tasting her sweet Wen Muyan reluctantly left her lips, Yan Qiluo blushed as if she was about to drip blood, but forgot that she was still sitting on his lap.

Someone smiled in a good mood, lazily put his hands behind his head, "What, I am reluctant to leave my husband's arms?" ”

His words made Yan Qiluo even more shy, and the roots of his ears turned red.

Standing up, Yan Qiluo held his hot face and gritted his teeth hatefully: "Why are you like this!" ”

"I'm kissing my legitimate wife in my bedroom, what's wrong?" A sly light rose in Wen Muyan's eyes, and although there was frivolity in his words, it was not boring.

"You! You're not ......" she wanted to say that you haven't waited for that girl for six years, how can you ...... But thinking about other people's feelings, it was not my turn to talk too much, so I turned around and left.

His laughter came from behind him, Yan Qiluo's heart kept beating, this man was really a demon.

"Check! Check it out for me! ”

"Yes, yes!"

Looking at the angry Wen Muyan, Li Fa's cold sweat instantly wet his whole body, and he quickly turned around and ran out of the president's office.

The green tendons on his forehead burst out, and Wen Muyan stared at the line of words on the computer screen with a gloomy face: "Wen's bride spent a night with a mysterious man before marriage, and Mr. Wen is just a pick-up man?" ”

Under the title, there is a photo of a tall man walking into the hotel with Yan Qiluo in his arms.

Damn it! Wen Muyan slammed his fist on the table, who took these photos and who passed them on? I had the courage to calculate him, I really had enough to live!

However, those photos were taken very cleverly, and the man's face could not be seen at all, and the woman could only be clearly seen to be Yan Qiluo.

By the time he returned home in the evening, all the news had been suppressed.

No one can fight for the angry President Wen.

When eating dinner, Yan Qiluo looked at him cautiously, and his heart was nervous to death.

Although he withdrew the news quickly, Yan Qiluo still saw it, and she believes that many people have seen it. As for who the man who spent the night with her was, she herself didn't know.

Although it was before marriage, Yan Qiluo was still awkward in his heart and felt sorry for him.

"I ...... I don't know ......."

"You don't have to worry about such a thing, I didn't marry you because of love." Wen Muyan seemed to know what she wanted to say, he picked up a green vegetable without care, and said slowly, "Don't forget that our marriage is just a contract, and I don't care about any of your past." ”

"Got it." Yan Qiluo lowered her head and bit her chopsticks a little depressedly.

Although she knows all this in her heart, she doesn't need to say it so bluntly, right?

Taking in her small movements, an imperceptible smile appeared on Wen Muyan's lips.

The next day was the day when Wen Muyan wanted to take Qiluo back to Wen's house.

They did not inform the elders of the Wen family before they got married, and even Wen Muyan's father knew about it from the TV news.

One can imagine what kind of storm they will face when they go back.

Yan Qiluo was very depressed, her daughter-in-law, who was not very popular in the first place, had a bunch of messy scandals before going to her mother-in-law's house, how should she face the elders of the Wen family?

Seeing that she was nervous, Wen Muyan sat upright on the back seat and held her hand without squinting: "You just need to remember that you are Mrs. Wen, the future mistress of the Wen family." ”