"..." The woman was too lazy to respond and looked away angrily.
Wen Zhan continued to control her movements. The fingers holding her delicate chin couldn't help but caress her soft lips. His deep gaze remained fixed, "We have lived like this now. We can't live without a divorce." Is there any difference?"
"Of course. I want personal freedom."
"You are free."
"No, as long as I carry the title of the third young lady of the Wen family, you can use this status to force me at any time." Let her do something she doesn't want to do.
Wen Zhan smiled and said, "On Laba Festival a few days ago, I didn't force you to go back to my old house with me."
"..." Mu Wanqing remained silent.
She knew that the Wen family reunited every year during the Laba Festival, which was even more crowded than on New Year's Eve.
"I said yesterday that except for divorce, I can agree to any request."
He did say this outside the court yesterday, but Mu Wanqing didn't understand it that way.
She was not led by the man's words, but asked again: "So you still refuse to sign and you want to wait for my next lawsuit?"
"If you like it, then go ahead." He replied nonchalantly.
"..." Mu Wanqing was so angry that he was speechless and could only stare angrily.
Wen Zhan saw how cute she looked when she was angry, so he couldn't help it anymore, so he bent down and kissed her.
But she turned her head indifferently, and the man's kiss only fell on the side of her face.
That’s okay too.
He stayed quietly next to her face for a few seconds, sniffed her breath deeply, and murmured in an ambiguous and low voice: "It smells so good... Remember you agreed to my request and waited for my call."
The last four words made the woman's body tremble uncontrollably, and her heartbeat suddenly ran wildly.
Wen Zhan straightened up, looked at her shocked and frightened reaction, smiled softly, pinched her cheek lovingly, turned and left.
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Wen Zhan acted quickly, and early the next morning, Yi Hang called Mu Wanqing.
"Madam, Mr. Wen asked me to take you to see the house to see which one you like."
Mu Wanqing was still eating breakfast, and was secretly surprised when she heard this, "Now?"
"If you are free, I will pick you up now."
Mu Wanqing was a little hesitant. She hadn't told Yu Qiao about this yet.
"Well, wait a minute, I'll get back to you later."
Just after hanging up the phone, there was a sound from the apartment door lock. Mu Wanqing thought it was Yu Qiao coming, but when she looked up, it was Mark.
"Sister Qing, morning!" A young boy dressed in punk style greeted him as he walked in and listened to music on headphones.
Mu Wanqing smiled politely and said, "Morning." After a pause, she asked, "Have you had breakfast? There is still some porridge in the kitchen."
"No, I'll drink this in the morning." Mark picked up the iced Americano in his hand.
Mu Wanqing smiled and said nothing.
Young people have their own way of life, which she doesn't understand, but respects.
In fact, I am only a few years older than him, but the generation gap in all aspects is like two generations.
Mu Wanqing felt that her special life experience had caused her heart to age prematurely, and she lacked the spirit and vitality that a young person should have.
The studio has recently received a batch of advertisements for daily consumer goods, and Mark has just taken photos of the promotional images.
After Mu Wanqing finished her breakfast, he came over with his tablet and swiped through the photos page by page to show her.
Mu Wanqing sat with Mark standing beside her. In fact, she was not used to such close contact with the opposite sex, but thinking that they were just talking about work, she was too sensitive and seemed a little pretentious.
While the two were communicating and discussing, Yu Qiao came.
"Hey, Mark, are you here so early?" Yu Qiao sighed strangely when he saw the male assistant.
After all, this young man lives an American lifestyle. When he applied for this job, he was interested in having free working hours. Unexpectedly, he became more active at work now.
While feeling confused, she noticed that Mark and Mu Wanqing were very close, and suddenly understood something.
Is it possible that this young man is also interested in Mu Wanqing?
Yu Qiao was suspicious in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.
When Mark saw her coming in, he immediately straightened up without leaving a trace, and kept a little distance from Mu Wanqing by talking, "I have an appointment with a friend this afternoon to go for street photography, so I came over early to hand over the work."
Yu Qiao put down her bag and nodded in agreement: "Okay, after you finish what you have to do, go and do your own thing."
Yu Qiao is not the kind of boss who is oppressive. She values efficiency more and can work flexibly as long as it does not delay her business.
Mu Wanqing went to Yu Qiao with her tablet and showed her the product promotion pictures. By the way, she said, "Qiao Qiao, I have to go out later."
"What's wrong?" Yu Qiao took the tablet and asked casually.
"As I told you a few days ago, I have to go check out the house. My friend is free this morning." She didn't say that Wen Zhan arranged for someone to pick her up. Subconsciously, she didn't want others to know about her "deal" with Wen Zhan. .
Yu Qiao said: "I said I have time to go out with you to search. It's good that you have a friend to accompany you."
Yu Qiao thought that she also saw Mark's thoughts, so she wanted to move out as soon as possible.
"Okay, I'll leave later. Please confirm the promotional pictures first. I've proofread the manuscript and can publish it after inserting the pictures."
"The efficiency is so high!" Yu Qiao praised, and the two quickly finalized the picture to be used after discussion.
Mu Wanqing replied to Yi Hang's message. She had just finished her work when she received a call from Yi Hang. The car had arrived downstairs.
As she packed her bags and went out, Mark curiously asked, "Sister Qiao, is Sister Qing going to move out?"
"Yeah. Why, you can't bear to part with it?" Yu Qiao joked.
Mark smiled and didn't answer, and boasted: "I am lucky to be able to work with two beautiful sisters."
Yu Qiao also smiled and refused to answer, but suddenly asked: "Is sister-brother love very popular now?"
Mark's face stiffened and he said bluntly, "True love has nothing to do with age, right? As long as we like each other, that's fine."
"Oh, of course it would be best if we can like each other..." Yu Qiao nodded at Mark.
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Mu Wanqing went downstairs and saw the familiar Maybach. She paused in her steps and instinctively flinched.
Yi Hang got out of the car, opened the back door and waited.
Seeing that she suddenly slowed down, Yi Hang understood and explained: "Madam, Mr. Wen is not in the car. I sent him to the company in the morning, so I took this car by the way."
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's face became visibly relaxed, and she immediately stepped forward and got into the car.
But even if the man was not in the car, his aura was still permeated in the car - cold, calm and fragrant, just like the impression he gave people.
Thinking of his shameless "sleeping" request yesterday, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but blush, and she felt embarrassed even sitting in his car.
Yi Hang followed his boss's instructions and showed Mu Wanqing four houses.
A large flat floor, a townhouse, a sky villa, and a high-rise western-style building.
Mu Wanqing felt that she was never blessed with an overly expensive mansion. She shook her head after looking at the first three apartments. It was not until the last apartment with three bedrooms and two living rooms that her face showed joy.
"That's it. It's enough for me to live in, and it's not far from my work."
