Back at Yujingwan, although Wen Zhan was not at home on a business trip, Mu Wanqing still felt uncomfortable.
The servants in the villa were very natural when they saw her coming back, as if she was still the mistress here.
At night, Aunt Zhou asked her to sleep in the master bedroom, but she smiled and refused, staying in the guest room temporarily.
Wen Zhan had a jet lag abroad and didn't call her again.
When she got up early the next morning, Yi Hang was already ready to take her to work.
"Madam, this is the Third Young Master's order. Before he comes back, I must be responsible for your safety. Otherwise, when the Third Young Master comes back, I will..." Perhaps sensing Mu Wanqing's intention to refuse, Yi Hang interrupted first. Her thoughts.
Mu Wanqing knew Wen Zhan's temper and didn't want to implicate innocent people, so she had no choice but to agree.
On the way, she habitually opened the short video software to check their account traffic.
Still neither plague nor fire.
I clicked on the comment area and read the comments from netizens, and I felt a lot of comfort.
Because almost all of them are compliments.
Some netizens commented: Such good content is not very popular. Is it restricted?
Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, limiting the flow?
She took a screenshot of the comment page and posted it in the work group to ask for everyone’s opinions.
Jingjing immediately replied: [I thought of this yesterday, but our content is just about making fun of the workplace, and there is no bad direction. Why is it restricted? 】
Mu Wanqing couldn't figure it out, but the work had to continue.
The publication of her youth novel is basically confirmed. Yu Qiao has agreed on a time with the editor of the publishing house. Both parties need to meet to determine some specific details.
Yu Qiao booked the place to eat, but before leaving, Yu Qiao answered the phone and suddenly looked bad.
"Xiao Qing, I can't go with you, I have something to do to delay you." Yu Qiao looked extremely depressed as she held her phone.
Mu Wanqing asked with concern: "Did something happen to Nan Nan?"
"No, I'll talk to you later. You can ask Ye Huan or Jingjing to go with you." Yu Qiao only had time to give a brief explanation before he hurried away.
Mu Wanqing turned around and asked, Jingjing happened to be free, so the two of them set off together.
The editor of the publishing house who was responsible for connecting her was a man, with a bookish air, and he seemed to be quite well-educated.
Seeing Mu Wanqing, the other party was obviously surprised. She quickly stood up and shook hands: "It turns out that Miss Mu is a great beauty! Nice to meet you!"
Mu Wanqing smiled and shook hands with him: "Hello, Editor Lin."
The two parties sat down and exchanged pleasantries before getting to the topic quickly.
Because of Mu Wanqing's outstanding appearance, Editor Lin suggested that she create a "beautiful writer" persona. She could have her personal portrait printed in the physical book, which would be a bonus.
As a self-media person, Mu Wanqing does not resist marketing her good looks. She has already made short videos anyway, so she still cares about printing a few photos when publishing.
But she didn't expect that this decision would soon put her in danger.
The meal was very enjoyable. Editor Lin was very optimistic about Mu Wanqing's talent and believed that she would definitely become a best-selling author in the future. She half-jokingly and half-seriously said that if she has a new book in the future, she must sign an exclusive contract with him.
After the meal and the two parties separated, Jingjing said excitedly: "Sister Qing, I feel like Editor Lin has become your fanboy! I'm so envious, you are so good at everything you do!"
Mu Wanqing smiled and said, "You are also very good. Fans praise the script you wrote. Everyone has their own shining points, so there is no need to envy others."
Jingjing was very happy, and so was Mu Wanqing.
This is the first time she has received recognition and reputation from the outside world based entirely on her own abilities.
This good mood lasted until I got home from get off work in the evening.
Yi Hang was waiting downstairs in the company, and Mu Wanqing had no choice but to get in Wen Zhan's luxury car and return to Wen Zhan's mansion.
On the way, she unexpectedly received a call from the owner of a luxury car.
"Are you off work?" Wen Zhan asked with concern, his voice a little hoarse.
Mu Wanqing thought about how she was accepting favors from others, so she somewhat restrained her temper and responded in a low voice, "Well, Yi Hang will pick me up on the way back."
Before she finished speaking, she started coughing.
Mu Wanqing was a little surprised: "You have a cold?"
"Well, I guess it's because I'm not accustomed to the climate. I had a fever when I came in yesterday, and today I have a lot of things to do. I couldn't sleep much." Wen Zhan's voice was dark, and he complained blabberingly, like an unhappy child.
Mu Wanqing held her phone quietly, knowing rationally that she should say some words of comfort now, but thinking about the relationship between the two, she couldn't say those caring words.
I am also afraid that if I say it out loud, he will misunderstand me and make the relationship even more ambiguous.
The result was that her silence irritated the man on the phone.
"Why don't you speak? I'm sick and you don't even care about me?" Wen Zhan took the initiative to ask for comfort.
Mu Wanqing was silent for a moment, and said in an awkward tone, "You are my ex-husband, not my husband, so what do you care about..."
She originally wanted to say, it's too late for me to be happy - but thinking that she was still receiving someone's favor, it was too much to say this, so she had to hold back.
"..." Wen Zhan became even more angry, "You are such a white-eyed wolf! I shouldn't have made this call, I'm just asking for my own trouble!"
"..." Mu Wanqing clutched her phone, "Then you can hang up now."
"..."
In the silence, she could clearly feel the breathing on the other side getting deeper and deeper, and she could clearly feel his current anger even from a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers.
Wen Zhan really wanted to hang up, but he was unwilling to do so. He paused and said in a very harsh tone: "You have been living in Yujingwan these days, so don't show off and run back by yourself! If something happens, I won't care about you. !”
"I didn't ask you to control me, you insisted..."
"Mu Wanqing!" The man roared in anger, then coughed violently.
Listening to the broken and tearing cough, she finally realized her conscience, and then she restrained her temper and advised awkwardly: "Okay, okay, if you are sick, go to the doctor and get some medicine. Don't worry." Don't take it seriously. I'm an adult, I do things appropriately, and I don't need you to worry about anything."
Wen Zhan coughed for a while before he calmed down and gasped: "If you had sense, you wouldn't have caused so many troubles."
"I'm just helping my friends..."
"Forget it, anyway, just be obedient and wait for me to come back!"
Wen Zhan was still busy over there. Before the call was finished, someone came to see him again, so he had to explain in a hurry and end the call.
Mu Wanqing put down her phone and curled her lips, very dissatisfied with his last statement.
They're already divorced, why should we still obey him?
She didn't want to go to Yujingwan at all. If it weren't for the children there, or if it wasn't because she didn't want to make it difficult for Yi Hang to be a good person, she would definitely not be "obedient".
Now that she is not so financially strapped, isn't it easy to find a place to stay?
As the car entered the private road of Yujingwan, Mu Wanqing lowered her head and scrolled through her phone, hearing Yi Hang mutter: "It seems the old lady is here."
She was startled and looked up at the lawn outside the villa.
Sure enough, a black Bentley had just arrived, and it was the car that belonged to the Wen family's old home.
