Mu Wanqing stood aside and said nothing, but she had already gone through countless twists and turns in her heart.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhan also had his tail between his legs.
Just now, I looked down on them, but now I am smiling, shaking hands with them, talking to them, and seeking common development.
Really superb acting.
"Of course cooperation is possible. If Mr. Wen has the time, we can sit down and talk later." Zhou Yiru didn't know Wen Zhan well, but thinking that he was Mu Wanqing's husband, he suddenly became curious and wanted to talk to this man more. Make friends and see what his character is like.
The host follows the guest as he pleases. Now that someone has opened his mouth, Wen Zhan naturally has to follow the words: "Okay, I happen to be free. Please come over there and let's sit down and chat."
Somehow, his instinct told him that this man would become his enemy.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. He must understand the enemy as soon as possible in order to deal with it, so he readily agreed.
Mu Wanqing didn't say anything, but Wen Zhan held her around her waist and secretly pushed her, "Let's go and have a good chat with your old neighbor."
Her face was stiff, she glanced at the man, took his arm and deliberately took two steps behind before asking in a low voice: "What do you mean? You looked down on him just now."
While Wen Zhan protected her through the crowd like a gentleman, he glanced back at her lightly, his thin lips slightly raised: "Why are you nervous? Isn't this Ocean Turtle your childhood sweetheart?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" She glared angrily.
"Look, you are so angry that you got what I said right?"
"How is that possible! What is his identity? What is my identity? How could I be qualified?" Mu Wanqing told the truth.
When she was a child, she and the Zhou family lived in the same village, just a few houses apart. However, the Zhou family's conditions were very good, while her family... could be described as a family with only four walls.
Children in the village all play together in groups. There is no distinction between men and women, and there are no such twists and turns.
She remembered that Zhou Yiru had good grades since childhood and was several years older than her. In my impression, this man is a big brother who is aloof and can be admired and admired.
But Wen Zhan didn't believe it.
Hearing her belittling herself, Wen Zhan smiled and said, "You and I are also very different. Don't you also become my wife?"
Mu Wanqing: "..."
"As a man, if you say your life is miserable, it is really miserable. But if you want to say your life is good, it is indeed so good that smoke is rising from your ancestral graves."
"..." Mu Wanqing glared at him fiercely, speechless.
The group sat down in the seating area next to the venue, and the waiter came over with a tray with champagne on it.
Before Zhou Yiru sat down, he took two glasses. He turned around and saw Mu Wanqing and Wen Zhan approaching, so he handed one of the glasses over: "Xiao Qing, this champagne is good, you can try it."
Mu Wanqing was about to say that she couldn't drink, when a big hand beside her lifted up and took the glass of champagne, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou. My wife is still breastfeeding and cannot drink."
After saying this, he didn't care about Zhou Yiru's expression. He looked at the waiter and said, "Please bring me a glass of fresh juice."
The waiter nodded in agreement and turned to get the juice.
Mu Wanqing looked at Zhou Yiru with an extremely unnatural look on her face.
If they hadn't met again on such an occasion, they would have had a lot to say.
Talk about the current changes in your hometown and talk about each other's lives over the years. I believe the scene will be very warm.
But now the occasion was special, and the most important thing was that Wen Zhan, an unstable guy, was here, which made Mu Wanqing feel uneasy, as if he had been caught red-handed for doing something wrong to her husband. It was extremely awkward!
Several people sat down, Zhou Yiru was still immersed in the shock caused by Wen Zhan's words just now, and couldn't help but ask Mu Wanqing: "Have you given birth to a child?"
Mu Wanqing could only nod her head, but before she could elaborate, Zhou Yiru's uncle interjected: "Not only did she give birth, she also gave birth to twins! I don't know how many people envy Mr. Wen's happy life!"
Hearing this, Zhou Yiru was surprised, but also showed envy, "That's right, having children and a successful career is really enviable."
Wen Zhan was so happy that he was praised. When he put down the champagne, he casually asked: "Is Mr. Zhou married?"
He shook his head: "No."
Zhou Yiru's uncle immediately said in an elder's tone: "It's time for you to start a family! But don't imitate the customs of foreigners. A man must start a family and start a career. Only then can his life be considered complete."
"Mr. Zhou is so outstanding and outstanding, there must be many suitors. It is not difficult to start a family." Wen Zhan immediately followed the trend and praised him.
Mu Wanqing rolled her eyes several times in her heart.
Everyone sat down, and by coincidence, Zhou Yiru happened to be sitting opposite Mu Wanqing.
The two of them could make eye contact just by raising their eyes slightly.
Wen Zhan couldn't say that there was a screen between the two of them, so he could only frown depressedly, then took off his suit jacket, turned around and put it gently on the woman's shoulders.
"It's a little cold here, don't freeze."
Mu Wanqing was surprised.
The suit jacket carried the warmth of his body, and when it was covered, there was a warmth on his shoulders.
She couldn't help but sit up a little, instinctively wanting to take it off, "I'm okay, you..."
But as soon as she opened her mouth, the man pressed her shoulders and gave her a gentle squeeze, with a warm smile: "Be obedient, you are the most troublesome when you are sick."
After all, I'm breastfeeding, so it's really hard to deal with being sick.
Mu Wanqing stopped what she had not finished, pursed her lips and had no choice but to let him pull her coat tightly, lowering her eyes and being too embarrassed to look at the other side.
Wen Zhan was 185, and the suit jacket turned into a mid-length windbreaker when it fell on the woman, covering most of her sexy and voluptuous figure.
How could outsiders understand Wen Zhan's thoughts? When they saw this, they just thought that he loved his wife, was considerate and considerate, and was a good husband.
Sure enough, Zhou Yiru's uncle immediately started to praise: "Mr. Wen is really one of the top ten good men! Mrs. Wen is so lucky!"
How could Mu Wanqing not understand someone's thoughts? That guy must be on guard against Brother Zhou as an enemy.
But in this situation, she could only smile, nod, and look at her husband.
Zhou Yiru originally looked at this scene and was quite happy for Mu Wanqing. He felt that although she had a miserable family background, she met a good husband who not only enjoyed endless wealth and wealth, but was also so gentle and considerate, it was God's compensation for her. .
But now he sat down and took a few more glances, and he saw something.
Although these two people are a couple and their movements are in sync, it feels like they are staged on purpose.
Especially when Mu Wanqing glanced back at Wen Zhan just now, it didn't reveal love, but rather a hint of helplessness and warning.
He boldly guessed that Mu Wanqing's wealthy marriage was definitely not what outsiders saw.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about the family backgrounds of these disparate classes is confusing.
He had many doubts in his heart and wanted to show genuine concern, but the occasion was inconvenient.
Wen Zhan turned to look at his wife's old friend and spoke first: "Mr. Zhou returns to China and plans to do something in Chongcheng. Which field do you want to invest in?"
