In the third year of marrying into the Bo family, Wen Huaishu finally received a call from her nominal husband.

"I will have someone send the divorce agreement and get the certificate in a month, do you have any opinions?"

On the phone, the man's voice was low and intriguing.

Wen Huaishu's charming eyebrows and eyes were lightly raised, and she couldn't help but smile, what opinion could she have on an abandoned son who married Bo Sanye.

Three years ago, Bo Yuxi, the third master of the largest family in the imperial capital, was seriously ill and unconscious.

But her father was reluctant to marry his baby stepdaughter to a living dead, and he coveted the bride price of the Bo family, so he asked her to marry her with the same characters and her own mother died early.

Who knew that Bo Yuxi not only recovered physically, but also decisively sent the third uncle who tried to grab his position to prison and retake over the Bo family.

And she, the wife, seems to be too redundant to be an eyesore.

"Nope." Wen Huaishu withdrew from her memories, she lazily poured herself a glass of water, and asked casually, "Mr. Bo, then my reward ......?"

"Add another 50 million to the suite in the east of the city."

It's generous enough!

Wen Huaishu's smile was a little more tangible, "Then thank you Mr. Bo." ”

No one doesn't love money, although she has never met this "husband", but she also played the well-behaved and gentle Mrs. Bo for three years according to his requirements.

The end of the business is to make money!

Wen Huaishu was in a good mood, and after the gold owner's father hung up the phone, he immediately sent a message to his best friend An Yimo, and made an appointment to celebrate her from the sea of misery tomorrow night.

Inside the Presidential Suite.

Bo Yuxi hung up the phone with a cold and calm expression.

He was not surprised by a woman's greed for money, and when he agreed to marry Wen Huaishu instead, he specially asked people to investigate, and his wife, the eldest lady of the Wen family, was gentle and well-behaved, but she only regarded money as her life.

Only such a woman can reassure him that this woman has been Mrs. Bo for three years.

Following.

Eight o'clock in the evening, in front of the Time bar.

Wen Huaishu wore a low-cut red dress and walked out of An Yimo's car.

Her complexion is as beautiful as jade, her fox eyes are particularly sultry, her lips are bright and public, and the wine is fragrant at a glance, and the hearts of people tremble.

"Poof, you really have a bit of a bewitching slut vixen like this." An Yimo took her arm and teased affectionately.

Wen Huaishu lazily raised his eyebrows: "After being a well-behaved and sensible Mrs. Bo for three years, her bones are about to fall apart." ”

This third master's wife is really not good.

Within a month of her marriage, her own husband sent an assistant to explain to her in person how to be a competent Mrs. Bo.

Well-behaved and obedient, honest and ignorant.

Under the various temptations of the interests of the Wen family and the temptations of the outside world, it is not easy to be an honest and ignorant Mrs. Bo.

Framed by these eight words for three years, she almost forgot what it was like to indulge.

An Yimo laughed when he heard it: "You don't lose either, Third Master Bo shouldn't treat you badly."

Be.

Whoever casually can earn 50 million in three years.

She doesn't know how much Bo Yuxi has earned, but she really doesn't lose.

Wen Huaishu took An Yimo's hand and walked towards the bar with a smile, how many pairs of eyes were glued to her body, she didn't seem to care.

Not far away.

An extended version of the side of the luxury car.

The window opened, and a cold and indifferent face looked particularly handsome and cold in the moonlight.

After the assistant handed over the document, he glanced at the figure not far away, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and reminded:

"Third master, I saw Madame."

All matters related to Wen Huaishu were handled by him.

The assistant is no stranger to her back.

Wen Huaishu?

Bo Yuxi put down the documents in his hand, raised his cold black eyes, and followed his gaze.

One glance fell on the woman in the low-cut red dress.

From his vantage point, only a faint view of her face could be seen.

Red lips and snow skin, black hair hanging down on the waist that can be held by the fingers, as if the woman next to her said something, she hooked her lips and smiled.

For a while, it was more sultry than the moonlight.

Bo Yuxi frowned slightly, "Is that her?" ”

The assistant didn't dare to speak, because Bo Yuxi squinted, and his expression was a little unspeakably dark and dangerous.

Inside the bar.

Wen Huaishu picked the position of the bar, ordered a few glasses of wine that was not of high concentration, and turned his head to enjoy the wine-colored light in front of him, his eyes were lazy and casual.

She didn't really like the hustle and bustle, but it was one of the few places she could take off her mask and be wanton before.

The same was true of Miss Wen in the past.

The same is true of today's Mrs. Bo.

"Shushu, you and that person are going to leave anyway, why don't you see if there is a man you like here?" An Yimo pulled her to coax with an interested face.

Wen Huaishu dismantled her and sneered, "It's to see if there's anything you're interested in, right?" ”

"See through it, don't say it."

An Yimo scratched his head and smiled.

Wen Huaishu did not refuse, she pulled it, and looked at the men and women in front of her like a playful look.

Suddenly, a glass of wine was placed in front of Wen Huaishu.

"What a coincidence, Wen Huaishu, since I bumped into it, I invited you to drink this glass of wine."

Wen Huaishu raised his eyes and smiled.

What a coincidence.

Her stepsister Wen Huaining and her stepmother's nephew Fu Zhen.

The man's greasy gaze fell on her, licking the corners of his lips and looking around greedily, indescribably disgusting.

"What if I don't drink it." Wen Huaishu smiled lazily, but he was even more charming.

Fu Zhen was displeased and gave Wen Huaining a look.

Wen Huaining looked at Wen Huaishu in front of him and did not hide the jealousy in his eyes.

When Wen Huaishu married in the past, he was a disdainful and happy person, and everyone felt that after Bo Yuxi died, Wen Huaishu had no place to stand.

In the past three years, Bo Yuxi not only survived, but also became the richest man in the imperial capital, and Wen Huaishu has also become a winner in the eyes of countless people.

This glass of wine goes down.

Wen Huaishu's lying to win life ends here.

"Bear the book." Wen Huaining looked helpless: "It's just a glass of wine, you won't lose face, right?" ”

Wen Huaishu really didn't give face.

She didn't even lift her eyes.

An Yimo on the side felt funny, and rolled his eyes: "Wen Huaining, how big is your skin, you want to give you face with a book, are you tired or not tired by pretending to be like this?" ”

After being punctured on the surface, Wen Huaining's expression turned cold, and he sneered and threatened: "Wen Huaishu, I haven't seen you for so long, since you are dressed like this and come to the bar to drink, it won't be bad for my cousin to drink, besides, if you don't drink, if I tell the third master about tonight, do you think he will still want a woman who is not careful?" ”

Fu Zhen was suddenly full of confidence: "That's it, aren't you dressed like this just to hook up with a man, and now you are pretending to be high, in my opinion, after drinking this glass of wine, you will be a family ...... in the future."

As he spoke, his eyes flashing obsessively, his fingertips wandering towards her neck......

Before he could touch Wen Huaishu, the next second, there was a snap, and the sound of the wine bottle shattering sounded.

Fu Zhen screamed and screamed, and blood was faintly oozing out of his head because of the wine bottle smashed over.

Wen Huaishu wiped his hands with a tissue, looked at the shocked Wen Huaining and the angry Fu Zhen condescendingly, and spit out two words arrogantly and coldly: "Stupid." ”