Sweet Wife Above: Young Master Wen, don't mess around

"You damn girl, you actually dare to call the police and arrest your brother!"

"Beep beep..." Wen Juelun had already hung up the phone, he slowly took down the phone, and stroked his chin with his slender fingers.

Thinking for only a moment, Wen Juelun reached out to pick up the car keys on the table, got up and walked outside.

"Mu Mu, you dead girl, you wait for me!" Mu Qi was escorted out of the house by two policemen, and got into the police car.

Wen Juelun's black eyes were slightly cold, he glanced at it lightly, and then walked straight to Mu Mu's house.

Fragments of teacups were scattered all over the floor, mixed with yellowed tea, splashing everywhere.

The lady's bag fell to the ground, and the strap of the bag had been violently torn off. The coin purse was left alone, and the change inside was scattered everywhere.

Mu Mu curled up to one side, quietly leaning against the wall, hugging her body, staring at the mess with her empty beautiful eyes, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, slowly sliding down.

Looking at Mu Mu's bright red nose, Wen Juelun lowered his black eyes, a trace of sympathy flooded in his eyes, he took out his phone from his pocket and sent a text message.

"Come with me."

Wen Juelun walked up to Mu Mu, he handed over a tissue, his cool voice was slightly hoarse.

Mu Mu was startled by this sudden movement, she looked at Wen Juelun with half-hidden horror in her eyes, tears still hanging on the tip of her eyelashes.

Seeing that it was Wen Juelun, she quickly lowered her head, hiding the emotion on her face, and took the tissue in his hand with her small white hand.

"Thank you."

Mu Mu lowered her head halfway, she thanked in a low voice.

Wen Juelun's throat moved slightly, his dark eyes froze, he pulled Mu Mu up without any explanation, and strode out.

"Where are you going? I haven't cleaned it yet..." Mu Mu raised her eyes, and she trotted to keep up with Wen Juelun's pace, her gentle voice was a little crying.

"I called Auntie Cleaning, don't worry."

The woman's voice fell lightly on Wen Juelun's heart, even though he didn't like nonsense, he still said to Mu Mu patiently.

The two quickly got into the car and walked all the way to the racing track.

The building of the racing track is magnificent, and the racing cars pass by the track excitingly, like light swallows.

In the end, a royal blue racing car stopped in front of the two of them, and a bohemian boy got out of the car, looking somewhat rebellious.

"Brother! Why are you here?" Wen Yang took off his helmet, his neat short hair was a little messy, but he couldn't hide the surprise on the boy's face.

"I'm looking for you for a ride. I'll have a good experience today." Wen Juelun looked sideways at Mu Mu, then at Wen Yang, "This is Mu Mu."

"No problem, brother, come up!"

Wen Yang glanced at Mu Mu, but didn't ask any questions, and invited the two of them into the car openly.

Before Mu Mu could react, he was already inside the racing car.

The racing car starts, and with a gunshot, it rushes out like an arrow off the string, galloping crazily on the track!
"Wow!" Mu Mu hadn't gone through such an exciting speed, she exclaimed a little, her hair kept flying.

It's like flying, that's how it feels to fly!

Mu Mu tightly grasped what she could grasp, and every turn of the racing car brought her a different sense of bumps and sprints.

The depression that was stuck in his heart was instantly blown away by the wind, and Mu Mu simply closed his eyes, quietly feeling the feeling of physical and mental relaxation.

"How does it feel to ride a racing car for the first time?"

Beside him, a man's magnetic voice came day by day. Mu Mu turned her head and met Wen Juelun's eyes.

"The mood is very relaxed."

Mu Mu answered Wen Juelun's question honestly. She raised her hand to fully open the car window, her slender arms half resting on the car window, and the wind was a bit fierce, blowing the woman's hair.

"I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

The crisp voice was blown to fragments by the wind, but it was still heard clearly in Wen Juelun's ears.

He looked at Mu Mu quietly from the side. The woman's quiet side face was very beautiful under the refraction of the sun, like a red plum standing proudly in the frost.

"What... what degree do you have?" Wen Juelun asked after a pause.

"Undergraduate financial management and biological science, postgraduate financial management." Although surprised by the man's sudden question, Mu Mu was slightly taken aback, but answered honestly.

Such a degree can only be imprisoned in the entertainment city.

Wen Juelun lowered his black eyes, which flickered slightly.

wasted.

"I can introduce you to other jobs that match your major." Wen Juelun swallowed back the words "serious", and he added a sentence so that the other party could understand what he really meant.

Is he... looking for a job for me?
"No, thank you."

Mu Mu refused without thinking, she had to rely on herself.

Wen Juelun raised his handsome eyebrows, and he pursed his thin lips lightly, but he didn't say anything.

The next day, City of Entertainment.

"Mu Mu, come here." The manager glanced at Mu Mu and called her into the office alone.

Mu Mu had some clues in her heart, she replied, and followed the manager into the office.

"As for your application to your superior, it has been approved." The manager smiled at Mu Mu.