After a divorce, you suddenly wake up, change your face and start a new life, and then chase after someone who has just turned around - it is worth studying carefully.
Mu Wanqing organized the documents and calmly denied: "It's impossible, it's just for the sake of contact with the children."
"Do you have to sleep with me for the sake of the child?"
"Yes, it was the condition he proposed when he agreed to jointly raise the children." Knowing that she could no longer hide it, Mu Wanqing simply confessed, otherwise she would not be able to resist being questioned all the time.
Yu Qiao was taken aback. He stared and leaned closer: "What do you mean? He asked you to meet his physical needs?"
This... isn't this still scum!
If he wants a woman, he should look for her outside. With his status as a gentleman, he is still worried about the lack of women?
What does it mean to threaten your ex-wife with her child to sleep with her?
For irresponsibility, to have fun, or for disgusting revenge?
Mu Wanqing squeaked and whispered: "It doesn't count...just once a month."
But she thought that Wen Zhan's demand was so high that it would not be possible once a month.
He will definitely have another channel.
It is natural and instinctive for a man to be lustful. You don’t expect him to be loyal during marriage, but you still want him to stay safe after divorce?
But last time he swore to God that he was not that kind of person.
He even has a mysophobia when it comes to relationships between men and women.
So Mu Wanqing didn't understand. Maybe his little lover was his right hand.
Yu Qiao shook his head repeatedly after hearing this, "You guys... I don't understand. I can only say that rich people have a really good time."
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After Mu Wanqing left, Wen Zhan had to get up and do business.
Secretary Gang Li reminded that today's schedule included a meeting with Zhou Yiru.
Standing in the cloakroom, looking at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, he tilted his head inexplicably, as if looking at his neck in the mirror, and then smiled ambiguously and dotingly.
After that aspect of harmony, Mr. Wen was obviously refreshed, and even his clothing style was a bit showier.
Wen Zhan hadn't seen Zhou Yiru for some time. After the two met, they shook hands politely and exchanged greetings, as if they were old friends for many years.
But when he sat down, Wen Zhan began to "add drama" in secret.
He wore a light-colored shirt under his suit today, with one button unbuttoned at the collar. He did not wear a tie, but wore a men's scarf very elegantly, which made his complexion elegant and more mature and handsome.
After sitting down, he raised his head and looked around, frowned slightly and looked at the senior management next to him, and asked, "What's wrong with the air conditioner in the reception room? It's very stuffy."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled open the scarf.
The executive was stunned when asked, and his first reaction was "Are you bored?"
But this was the big boss's question. He didn't dare to ask the question, so he nodded and whispered, "I'll ask the logistics to come and check."
"Yes." Wen Zhan nodded. His slender fingers had already taken off the scarf, and he also moved the collar - not tightening it, but opening it wider.
Such an abnormal behavior not only confused several executives around him, but also successfully attracted Zhou Yiru's attention.
He looked over inadvertently and happened to catch a glimpse of Wen Zhan's open collar and two thin red scratches on his neck, as if scratched by fingernails.
Zhou Yiru's eyes sank slightly, and he instantly understood what his inexplicable behavior meant!
He's showing off!
Show off the nail scratches on your neck!
And the reason why he showed it off so childishly could only be because the owner of those two scratches was Mu Wanqing.
That is to say...
They were together last night.
And something very intense happened.
"Mr. Zhou...Mr. Zhou?" After Wen Zhan finished speaking hypocritically, he was not surprised to see Zhou Yiru's expression change. He even slowly clenched his fingers on the table, and then shouted twice politely.
Zhou Yiru came back to his senses and looked at him.
"Mr. Zhou, are you okay? You look bad." Wen Zhan looked smiling and concerned.
Zhou Yiru felt as if a thorn had been stabbed in his heart, but his expression adjusted instantly. He raised his finger and pointed at the ceiling to find a reason: "It's okay. Maybe there is something wrong with your air conditioner. It's a bit stuffy."
As soon as he finished speaking, the staff from the logistics department came and immediately went to check the air conditioner.
Seeing that he was hit hard, Wen Zhan smiled with a smile on his face, feeling secretly proud in his heart, "The air conditioner will be gone in a moment, so let's talk about the project first."
"Um."
Zhou Yiru opened the project plan and Wen Zhan gave a signal to his subordinates, and the meeting officially began.
When the discussion ended, it was almost noon.
Wen Zhan stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Yiru, and then made an invitation: "Mr. Zhou, why don't we have a casual dinner together at noon?"
"No need, I have other arrangements." Zhou Yiru hated him so much that he was not in the mood to have dinner with him.
He didn't understand why a man with status and status could be so bad and why he would embarrass a woman.
Judging from the scratches on his neck, Mu Wanqing was definitely not voluntary.
She must have been threatened by this bastard again and had to give in.
She must have been in pain last night.
I can't get rid of him even after divorce. This bastard is really bullying!
Perhaps he didn't hide the anger in his heart and showed it on his face. Wen Zhan noticed it and smiled inexplicably, reminding: "Mr. Zhou seems to be hostile to me? To be honest, aside from the work relationship, in private, I I don’t like Mr. Zhou either—but in business, Mr. Zhou is still a very good investor. For our common interests, I hope Mr. Zhou can distinguish between public and private affairs and exercise some restraint."
What Wen Zhan said made the executives on the side feel embarrassed for Zhou Yiru.
Making it clear like this in front of others means that I don't like you as a person but I like to work with you to make money. This is typical of serving bowls and smashing pots.
After that, one more sentence, you also know that I don't like you, I just use you, but you can't be angry, you need to be more mature...
The executives murmured in their hearts, when did the boss become so assertive?
It's really too much.
Zhou Yiru also didn't expect that after his secret demonstration, he would resort to such a move to humiliate her face to face, and his face was extremely gloomy for a moment.
It seemed that he was still brooding over the move of Mu Wanqing's office last time, and after holding it in for so long, he finally found an opportunity to take revenge.
The loser does not lose the formation.
Zhou Yiru smiled coldly and said nonchalantly: "Mr. Wen and I have the same idea. I also hate Mr. Wen's behavior. If Wen was my friend, I would beat him hard until he wakes up. It's a pity that ... People like Mr. Wen cannot be my friends. As for business, there is no need for me to struggle with money, so I can only go back to the past and endure the nausea and continue to cooperate."
hiss--
As soon as these words came out, not only the senior executives of Wenyuan Group were shocked, but even the assistant next to Zhou Yiru turned pale with fright and hurriedly tugged on his sleeve as a reminder.
Wen Zhan's eyes were sharp, but the smile on his lips did not diminish at all, "Mr. Zhou is really clear-headed. In this case, he should know something...she will never belong to you."
"Really?" Zhou Yiru's smile deepened, "But she is a living person, not something at your mercy. Even if she does not belong to me, she will not belong to you. She is herself."
After finishing his words, before Wen Zhan could respond again, he walked past with his head held high and walked straight out of the conference room.
