"Of course I do."

Wen Miao smiled lightly,

"Song Yiling, I also want to thank you for giving me such a good opportunity to clean you up!"

At this moment, Song Yiling suddenly realized.

"You did it on purpose, deliberately to get me to break up my staff?!"

"It's just a trap for you, you just drilled into it, is it necessary to be so surprised?"

"You ......"

Song Yiling tried hard to break free, but was pressed tightly against the wall by Wen Yao.

She could only ask Shen Nao for help not far away.

But Shen Nao had already turned his back and packed up his things, pretending not to see anything.

Song Yiling had no choice but to shout for help.

Wen Yao picked up the rag on the cabinet on one side, raised her hand to pinch Song Yiling's face, and directly stuffed the rag into her mouth!

"Hmm, hmm-" Song Yiling couldn't speak, so she could only stare at Wen Yao with wide eyes.

"I don't have any interest in knowing about the between you and Lu Yancheng."

"But if you dare to provoke me again, my prospective ex-wife will run to the media reporter and cry!"

"Let's see when the time comes, in Lu Yancheng's place, whether the Lu family's stock is worth it, or your green tea is worth it!"

When the words fell, Wen Yao let go of his hand fiercely.

Song Yiling didn't stand still, the whole person staggered and sat on the ground, her long hair was messy, like a female madman who ran out of a madhouse!

The moment she took off the rag in her mouth, she seemed to have been wronged by the sky, and she cried loudly!

Wen Yao patted her face gently.

"I'm off work, and you're crying slowly."

The words landed, and she left without looking back.

Although Shen Nao turned her back the whole time, her ears were not covered, and the conversation between the two of them still reached her ears.

Shen Nao never thought that her idol would be Lu Yancheng's...... Wife?!

That's a lot of information!

"My Aunt."

Wen Yao slowed down, thinking that Shen Nao was going to ask about her and Song Yiling.

However, Shen Nao's words changed!

"You're so handsome! Worthy of my idol hahaha! ”

Wen Yao: "......"

Back to the studio.

As far as the eye can see, it is a bouquet of roses that can no longer be exaggerated.

Before Wen Yao could ask what was going on, Sister Zhou walked up.

"Are you alright? Song Yiling didn't make it difficult for you, right? ”

Wen Yao shook her head.

Shen Nao smiled from ear to ear, "Sister Zhou, don't worry, my sister is not easy to mess with!" ”

Sister Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good." ”

Shen Nao looked at the bouquet and recognized at a glance that this was the Hermes in the roses, and a bouquet would cost six figures!

"Sister Zhou, what's going on with this flower? Which big beauty in our studio gave it to her local tyrant boyfriend? ”

Sister Zhou looked at Wen Yao.

"It was sent by your husband."

Wen Miao was stunned.

"My husband?"

Lu Yancheng?!

Is he sick?!

Wen Yao was a little nervous, for fear that the rest of the studio would know that her husband was Lu Yancheng......

"This card has your name on it, look at it." Sister Zhou pointed to the small card on the bouquet.

Wen Yao picked it up and saw the seven words on it.

Although the fire in my heart has not been extinguished, I am also relieved.

- Wen Jiao, your husband gifts.

It's okay, it's okay.

The fortunate thing in the misfortune is that the name of "Lu Yancheng" does not appear before and after this card.

That means no one knows who her husband is.

Wen Yao looked at the bouquet on the table, the red roses were delicate and dazzling.

She snorted.

What is this?

Let her be humiliated by his white moonshine and then give her a bouquet of roses?

Beat a stick and give another sweet date to eat?

Lu Yancheng, I know that I am nothing in your heart.

But that doesn't mean you can help your sweetheart humiliate me at will!

Wen Yao's eyes were filled with moisture, and she was about to hold back the tears that wanted to burst out of her eyes.

She took a deep breath, picked up the bouquet on the table, and threw it into the large trash can outside the studio.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene......

Especially Shen Nao!

"Sister Auntie, you, your husband sent it, you, you just threw it away?"

That bouquet of flowers is worth six figures!

And most importantly! Others don't know who Wen Yao's husband is, but she found out half an hour ago!

It was sent by Lu Yan!!

Wen Miao collected her emotions, turned around, looked at everyone with a smile, and explained,

"Sorry for the trouble."

"I have signed a divorce agreement with him, so he sent flowers, and I have no reason to accept it."

At this moment, everyone suddenly opened.

It turned out that it wasn't her husband, it was her ex-husband's brother!

At this time, a silver-gray Cayenne stopped across the street.

The man in the car was there to pick her up from work.

But he watched as she threw his flowers into the trash......

It turned out that his mind was worthless with her.

Lu Yancheng's eyebrows tightened, and he sent her a WeChat message: "Have you received the flowers?" ”

But the message could not be sent, and there was an extremely piercing exclamation mark.

With an awe-inspiring expression, he dialed her instead.

Unable to connect.

WeChat is blocked, and phone calls are blocked.

Lu Yancheng's face was terrifying, and his broad palm suddenly clenched.

The little girl empathizes and doesn't fall in love, she really moves hard.

At this time, Secretary Fei, who was sitting in the driver's seat, didn't dare to take a breath.

Because just now, he clearly saw how the wife threw this bouquet of roses into the trash? That's called a beautiful and ruthless!

And now, he can clearly see how Mr. Lu's handsome face fell to the bottom of the cold valley little by little.

After all, it was Mr. Lu who paid by mistake......

Ten minutes, twenty minutes......

A full hour passed.

Lu Yancheng's voice sounded slowly: "Go to Biluo Community." ”

Secretary Fei's hand holding the steering wheel was stunned.

Where does my grandmother live?

Mr. Lu is asking for off-site assistance?

At five o'clock, Wen Miao got off work.

"Auntie, let's go back to the apartment together, shall we?" The planner who was about to leave work looked at Wen Yao.

They lived in the Yannan apartment together, went back together, and had a companion on the way.

Before Wen Yao could agree, her phone rang.

It's my grandmother's phone.

The phone is connected.

"Misty, are you off work?"

Wen Miao was stunned, how did her grandmother know that she went out to work? She didn't tell her grandmother.

"Well, just got off work."

Grandma's happy voice sounded, "Are you going back to your parents' house for dinner?" ”

Wen Miao agreed: "I'll come over now." ”

"You're waiting in the studio, Ah Yan is coming to pick you up."