Chapter 9 Existing in name only

Style: Romance Author: Happy to have a banditWords: 1152Update Time: 24/01/12 01:25:06
Wen Nian stood there, his calves feeling inexplicably weak.

Seeing her surge of emotion, he immediately turned his face and looked at her with disgust: "You look like this now, let alone sleeping with you, it's an eyesore to me."

It's not that she's not good-looking, on the contrary, she's good-looking and exquisite.

Cheng Yansheng disliked her because her defensiveness at the moment hurt his eyes.

"Then you'd better not look."

Hearing the sound, his heart was churning, and he suppressed his anger.

Wen Nian's transformation made him suddenly realize that the obedient woman she once was was now a rose covered with thorns.

Cheng Yansheng's scalp exploded when he saw it.

She couldn't help but say first: "I'm tired, let's go rest first."

Wen Nian has to go to see clients at five o'clock, so Wen Nian has to be very energetic and can't afford to miss a beat.

"Wen Nian, dressed like you are, who are you going to see today?"

Instinctively, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the skirt on her body.

There were a few splashes of mud on the hem of the skirt, which was very unsightly. When he raised his eyes again, he was slightly evasive: "A customer."

Cheng Yansheng asked suspiciously: "Do you need to dress like this when meeting clients? I really didn't know you were capable?"

In the past three years, Wen Nian had become accustomed to the Cheng family's constant criticism and even the indifference towards her husband.

"You have so many warblers outside, when have I ever taken care of you?"

She seemed to be on the verge of an emotional breakdown, her defenses instantly broken.

Wen Nian raised his chin: "Mr. Cheng, we want a divorce."

As arrogant as she was, she had tempered her sharpness during her marriage to him.

In the eyes of outsiders, she looks like a good wife and mother who allows others to bully her.

After saying that, Wen Nian lowered his eyes. She didn't see Cheng Yansheng looking at her with that mocking, contemptuous and extremely cold gaze.

"Now we all have a bond. The marriage has long been in name only. I have decided to leave. During this period, we will try our best to cooperate with each other. You will take your project and I will make my money."

There was a lump in her throat: "My delusion about you was completely stopped when I was at the police station."

Wei Zong went to get the hospital inspection report.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Nian drove to the Bund.

The entire house here belongs to the Cheng family.

She followed the address given by the other party and found No. 2808, Building G8.

The houses on the Bund are single-family villas, which are expensive and face the sea. Opposite are the prosperous harbor night views.

This Mr. Qin lives in the highest-end area.

The housekeeper in charge of the villa led her in. Wen Nian took off her shoes, put on her slippers and walked inside.

"Mr. Wen, please wait a moment. I'll call Mr. Qin."

She smiled: "Okay, please."

The villa has a two-story, five-bedroom layout. The living room on the first floor is covered with panoramic glass, and there is a garden lawn and a wide playground in the courtyard.

Wen Nian is not a woman who has never seen the world.

But this was the first time she saw someone opening a playground at home.

There are slides, carousels, and arcades.

Wen Nian's eyes lit up and he felt novel.

She walked to the sliding door, and just as she poked her head out, a huge creature rushed in, knocking her to the ground, and a mouthful of hair oozed from its mouth.

"Well……"

Wen Nian didn't have time to react, as a slippery and sticky tongue licked her face.

"Mike, shut up."

Shout out to childishness.

She opened her eyes and saw clearly that the big thing in front of her was a brown-red Alaska with a heart-shaped face.

A man with long flowing hair was sticking out his tongue to vent at her.

Next to it stood a teenage boy with a handsome face and a particularly good temperament.

He is the kind of kid who can tell at a glance that he belongs to a wealthy family.