See through, don’t tell.
Wen Zhan didn't expect that she would point it out directly, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, but his face was calm and composed, and he even smiled and said, "I have a wife, why should I look at others?"
"You..." Mu Wanqing was so angry that she couldn't speak and stuttered, "You are shameless!"
Anyway, after being exposed, Wen Zhan stopped pretending and simply practiced his gangster attributes to the end: "Are you going to change? Don't force me to do it."
"You're sick! I told you there's no need, but you -" Mu Wanqing couldn't believe it, and her voice couldn't help but get louder when she scolded him. Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, he actually reached out and grabbed her. .
"Hey! Wen Zhan! Let me go! You pervert, I told you you don't need it...ah, stop! I'll do it myself, I don't want your help!"
Mu Wanqing screamed while struggling, her hands scrambling to push him and protect herself.
This halter-neck strapless evening dress was chosen for her by Wen Zhan, and Wen Zhan helped her change into it that day, so he knew where the zipper was.
Although the woman squirmed and refused to cooperate, he successfully opened the invisible zipper.
Knowing that she couldn't fight this gangster, Mu Wanqing had no choice but to compromise, shouting that she would do it herself, and finally pushed him away.
Wen Zhan withdrew his hand, threw the clean clothes directly to her, and stared at her openly, waiting for her to continue.
Mu Wanqing's hair was messed up, with a few strands still hanging on her face, fluttering with her angry breathing. The scene was both funny and angry.
She didn't know if the entanglement between the two had stimulated her chest. As they stared at each other, she clearly felt that her breasts were coming down again, and she suddenly frowned, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
Now I really have to change it if I don’t want to.
Don't bother asking him to turn around, because he certainly won't!
She simply turned her back, took off her evening dress, kept pulling on paper towels to clean herself, and then pulled his shirt out of the environmental bag.
But just as he put it on before he had time to button it up, his back tightened and he immediately fell into a strong and thick embrace.
The man's breath was in his ear, and he asked softly in a low voice: "Do you want my help?"
Mu Wanqing was frightened and trembling all over. She grabbed her shirt and covered her chest with both hands and said coldly: "No need."
"you need to."
"unnecessary!"
The man smiled lowly, his thin lips roaming around her neck, and suddenly asked coldly: "Have you had any contact with that ocean turtle over the years?"
Wen Zhan had long suspected this.
According to the information he learned, Zhou Yiru had moved overseas for more than ten years. Counting the days when he moved from Xu Town - they had been separated for nearly twenty years.
It's impossible to recognize him at a glance after not seeing him for so long.
Unless, they have been in contact over the years.
Mu Wanqing's nerves were tense and she was thinking about how to stop him from messing around. Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked this question, which shocked her so much that her eyelashes trembled.
Wen Zhan held her and naturally saw the slightest reaction on her face clearly.
I already have the answer in my heart.
"Why are you asking this? This is my business." Mu Wanqing didn't want to tell him, but she suddenly understood the reason for his ridiculous hooliganism.
He suspected that he had something to do with Brother Zhou, so he deliberately used the name of husband and wife to embarrass her, which could also be said to humiliate her.
Let her remember her identity.
Wen Zhan smiled, raised his big palm to pinch her chin, and gently turned her around.
"..." The woman didn't speak, but she was on guard.
"You guys are in contact, right? You know he's going back to China, right?"
Although Wen Zhan said it as a question, his tone was full of affirmation.
Mu Wanqing was stunned, secretly thinking that this guy was really powerful, he could read minds.
"I see. I really underestimated you. I thought you had a simple life and didn't have many friends. Who knew you had best friends and sweethearts?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Wanqing couldn't stand him and denied, "Brother Zhou and I are nothing, we are just acquaintances. Don't think nonsense and accuse people unjustly every day."
She knew that this guy was very possessive, and she was afraid that he would think that she had something to do with Zhou Yiru, and deal with Zhou Yiru like he did with Lawyer Chen a while ago.
Although Zhou Yiru is also a successful person, he has just returned from overseas. As the old saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake - not to mention, Wen Zhan is not a local snake, he is a veritable local dragon.
Brother Zhou may not be able to fight him.
So no matter what, she must not let him misunderstand and deal with Brother Zhou as a thorn in her side, otherwise she will have to bear the sin of harming others again.
"Why are you so anxious? I have no evidence, and I can't do anything to you, so why are you so panicked?" Wen Zhan smiled particularly softly when he saw her eager to deny.
"..." Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, not daring to say anything for fear of making too many mistakes.
Wen Zhan didn't say anything anymore, but all he could think about was her flawless and beautiful back.
Looking down, he saw her holding her shirt tightly with both hands. His Adam's apple rolled and he whispered: "The clothes are wet again..."
Mu Wanqing looked down and frowned.
This is really...
Before I could think of what to do, my jaw was suddenly lifted by a gentle and firm force, "Wen——"
After she uttered one word, the man lowered his head and kissed her deeply.
"Mu Wanqing, you are mine. It's no use to anyone. Let's get rid of you as soon as possible. Don't harm innocent people..." Wen Zhan warned her intermittently while kissing her deeply.
The woman was speechless, but her heart was shaking.
As expected, she guessed that this guy wanted to attack Brother Zhou.
She wanted to explain, but there was no chance.
Wen Zhan had been attracted by her since he went out, and he had to endure it all night, and he couldn't control it for a long time.
Although I knew the occasion was inconvenient, I couldn't care less.
Mu Wanqing, who had no right to speak from the beginning to the end, was firmly resolved even if she protested, and she could only endure it silently...
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Mu Wanqing went to the company early in the morning and was drowsy.
Wen Zhan went crazy last night. He didn't bother enough on the way home, and he was still pestering him when he got home.
She had just started working, and she had not adapted to the lack of rest time during the day. After all this trouble, when the alarm clock rang this morning, she couldn't get up at all.
She was so sleepy that she got up and went to the tea room to get a cup of coffee and drink it down.
After working for a long time, she finally finished the planning document and handed it to Manager Sun.
There will be a meeting in the afternoon to make the final decision.
Mu Wanqing felt a little nervous. Although it was her first time participating in a project, she didn't have much hope.
But she is also worried that she will be laughed at by her colleagues if she does not do well, and then she will be marginalized and her boss will not give her any good jobs.
A total of four colleagues participated in planning this project.
In order to avoid suspicion, the four of them have no decision-making power, and other colleagues vote.
After the four participants explained their plans one by one, Mu Wanqing had an idea.
She likes Yu Qiao's plan, but the plan of two old colleagues from two foreign countries is more ordinary, lackluster, and has no new ideas.
Unexpectedly, when the voting results came out, her vote count was at the bottom.
