"Okay, tell me how you suddenly became Mrs. Wen?" Yuanyuan held Yan Qiluo's hand and kept shaking, that was Wen Muyan! The youngest and promising president of S City, I heard that there are no shortcomings except for his eccentric temper.

Yan Qiluo smiled bitterly, maybe in the eyes of the world, she should be very happy now, right?

So, she briefly told Yuanyuan the ins and outs of marrying Wen Muyan, and after listening, Yuanyuan looked at her dumbfounded, and the whole person was stupid.

"Damn Mo Qian!" Coming back to her senses, Yuanyuan slapped the table hard, "He's not human!" Let's go and beat him up! ”

"Yuanyuan, when will your temper change?" Yan Qiluo held down Yuanyuan's indignant hand with some amusement.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Mo Qian's scum anymore, not to mention that now that her identity is special, it doesn't seem good to go to her ex-fiancé for trouble.

Seeing that she didn't care much, Yuanyuan had no choice but to sigh.

Qiluo originally wanted to talk to Yuanyuan a little more, but she received a call from Wen Muyan asking her to come back earlier, and she remembered that today was the day of the Wen family's family banquet.

Alas, the hundred-year-old wang clan is not good at this, and they have to hold some family banquets at every turn, so that Yan Qiluo has to face those bad things.

After what happened last time, Lin Mei's attitude has been much more restrained, Yan Qiluo knows that although she still doesn't like herself, at least for a short time, she won't trouble herself again.

At the dinner table, one of Wen Muyan's cousins kept looking at Yan Qiluo with his eyes by picking up vegetables, and his admiration was simply beyond words.

Also as a man, how could Wen Muyan not know what he was thinking? He glanced at the V-neck skirt that Yan Qiluo was wearing today, frowned, picked up a shrimp and put it on his cousin's plate, and glared at him as if warning.

This cousin has been afraid of the serious Wen Muyan since he was a child, and he also knew that he had lost his temper just now, so he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yan Qiluo again.

After eating, Yan Qiluo was forced to stay in the living room to talk to those aunts and aunts, while Wen Muyan went to the study under the pretext of handling work.

Finally sent these people away, Yan Qiluo dragged his groggy head back to the room, opened the wardrobe and wanted to get his pajamas, but the moment he opened the cabinet door, he was so frightened that he fell asleep.

The huge wardrobe was neatly lined with brand-new clothes, and her old clothes had long since disappeared.

"W-what's going on?" Turning his head in surprise, Yan Qiluo looked at Wen who was sitting next to him with wide eyes.

Raising his eyebrows, Wen Muyan said nonchalantly: "When you were chatting with your aunt and them, I ordered someone to change it." ”

"Why did you change my clothes?" This is the first time Yan Qiluo feels that the man in front of him is so unreasonable.

A little charming smile was hooked on his lips, and Wen Muyan suddenly grabbed Yan Qiluo's wrist and dragged her to him: "I'm happy to change, so I'll change." Those clothes you used to wear, don't fit you. ”

His burning breath sprayed on her face, Yan Qiluo blushed again, she wanted to refute, but when she opened her mouth, it was a soft voice because of shyness: "You, you are unreasonable." ”

Wen Muyan finally laughed at her reaction: "I don't need to be reasonable with you." After saying that, he let go of her, and looked at the little woman who was standing uneasily on the side, and he suddenly became interested, so he said, "Pack up, and go to Paris with me tomorrow." ”

"What are you doing in Paris?" Yan Qiluo was still a little dizzy.

Someone touched his lip with his index finger and smiled, "You just have to listen to me, it's part of our deal." ”

"Oh." Yan Qiluo nodded, turned around and rolled her eyes dissatisfied.

In fact, Wen Muyan didn't plan to take her there, after all, he was going to work, but the scene just now made his self-control that he had always been proud of a little bit of collapse, well, this uneasy woman is still more relieved to take with him.

The next day, Yan Qiluo simply packed a few clothes and took a private jet to Paris with Wen Muyan.

What she didn't expect was that Wen Muyan actually had a villa in Paris, which was very retro French style, and every piece of furniture and ornaments in it was worth a lot.

Just by looking at it, you can feel the elegance and nobility of the owner.

"Look at the style, it doesn't look like it's your handiwork." Yan Qiluo's fingertips slowly swept across the gold-rimmed dresser, which was so delicate and elegant, which was very different from Wen Muyan's style.

He nodded faintly: "This villa belongs to my mother." ”

Yan Qiluo was slightly stunned, it was the first time she heard him with a hint of sadness in his tone, he had never mentioned his biological mother, but she still heard of that elegant woman.

Wen Muyan's biological mother, Yanxi, is of mixed Chinese and French descent, a real French nobleman, because she is the youngest daughter in the family, so she took her mother's surname.

Wen Zheng and Yanxi were also a pair that everyone envied back then, and even Wen Muyan's name was taken from the meaning of "Wen Zheng loves Muyanxi".

It's a pity that Wen Muyan just turned ten years old, and she died of illness.

After that, only a year later, Wen Zheng married Lin Mei, brought back Fang Ya, who was half-brother, not to mention, and brought back an eight-year-old biological brother to him!

The young Wen Muyan couldn't believe that his father, who had always loved his mother deeply, had already had a lover and illegitimate child outside, so he had always hated Lin Mei and that child, and even resented and hated his father.

Almost overnight, all of his beliefs collapsed, and he grew up so fast that he became a different person entirely.

And these past events with blood and tears, he never mentioned them to anyone.

Looking at his eyes a little nervously, Yan Qiluo was a little at a loss. She wanted to comfort him, but the aura that emanated from him pushed her far away.

Yes, how can a proud person like him like the sympathy of others?

Sometimes Qiluo even feels that Wen Muyan has erased those useless feelings from his body, so he can roam the mall for so many years.

Taking her complicated emotions into her eyes one by one, Wen Muyan suddenly felt a little irritable, he couldn't tell why he always felt like this when facing Yan Qiluo.

"I still have a job, you can go around yourself." So, he left this sentence indifferently and left the villa with Li Fa.

After they left, the huge villa fell silent all at once. Yan Qiluo was bored and walked around the villa, and finally decided to go out to breathe.