marital love

Asking Wen Yao for help was only an expedient measure. Yan watched her meeting minutes later, and they were beautifully done, concise and capable. Although she had only a short time to contact the materials, her ability was still evident.

It's just that his admiration for her was quickly forgotten by Yan Sui, and his time did not allow him to do some insignificant things.

Wen Yao's appearance gave the project team a buffer. KZ rushed over overnight with a new successor. The lawyers, auditors, and team members were rigorous and ready to go.

Regarding the emphasis on the prospectus, the teams of several parties held meetings together for several days in succession to discuss, check for omissions and fill in vacancies, and were piled up with various documents and materials, rushing to repair them all night.

When it was lunch time, Tang Meng looked at the group of people who were working hard, and then secretly glanced at Yan Sui, who was in the top position, and went out with her mobile phone to make a call.

When she came back after a while, she whispered to her colleague, "I've ordered lunch, and I'll rest later."

The colleague's eyes were red from the heat, and he nodded fiercely, feeling the urge to cry.

There is no way, hard work is real, and a lot of money is also true. When the two become a direct ratio, you have to accept it.

A break was announced after ten minutes.

The NPC in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief, each looked tired, and patted each other on the shoulders to cheer each other up, saying nothing more than comforting remarks like "it will be fine in a few days".

People went out one after another, and Tang Meng followed the large group towards the food.

After a while, someone said, "Is your name Mr. Yan?"

"No, who will call?"

"Whoever is closest will go, can we eat and let Boss Yan watch over us?"

"Sister Meng, go, she always shows her face by Boss Yan's side."

As soon as Tang Meng stuffed a shrimp into his mouth, someone forced him to get up and push him into the meeting room.

While resisting, she explained vaguely: "Don't move, I yelled, and I told President Yan!"

Now that everyone is scattered like birds and beasts, what should they do, it's better to eat well.

Tang Meng stayed where she was: "..."

A few seconds later, he returned to his seat angrily. Halfway through eating, there was still no movement in the direction of the conference room.

Some gossiping people turned the topic on Yan Sui again.

Finally, someone suggested, "Sister Meng, why don't you send the food in?"

Tang Meng almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of meat stuck in his throat, and stared, "Why don't you go yourself!"

I knew it was dangerous to ask her to do this kind of tightrope walking.

The man sneered, "Isn't that Miss Meng, you and Boss Yan know each other better than we do?"

Tang Mengmeng said familiar fart.

After looking at these quails, they all shrank their heads, turned their eyes, stood up and wiped their mouths, and went to the conference room with their lunch.

Knock on the door first.

There was no reply.

Probe to look in.

I saw the top seat, where a person was resting on his stomach.

No one is made of steel, even Mr. Yan, who is superior in performance, will get tired sometimes.

Tang Meng returned the same way.

Everyone looked at her, "Will Mr. Yan not eat?"

"People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry!"

"I'm about to wither, but Mr. Yan can still hold on? What a genius!"

Tang Meng glanced, "What nonsense are you talking about, Mr. Yan is asleep, please be quiet so as not to disturb others, you should eat and drink less."

The noisy people settled down immediately.

Yan Sui didn't feel how tired he was. He used to stay up all night in his early years, and his work was intense, so it wasn't a big deal.

It's just that the weather in Jindu changed last night. It rained in the middle of the night and the air conditioner was turned on in the room. He caught a cold at night and felt a little uncomfortable.

His head was a little dizzy, so he closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Finally, I was woken up by the phone ringing.

He looked up and saw a string of numbers without a note. He directly muted the phone and turned his back on the phone, ignoring it.

After rubbing his forehead, he got up and left the meeting room.

When the people outside saw him, their twittering immediately fell silent.

Yan Sui walked away with a blank expression, walked two steps and then turned back, nodded his hand in one direction, and ordered: "Tang Meng, I have to meet other investors tonight, you book a hotel."

Tang Meng was shocked: "Okay, Mr. Yan!"

After a few mouthfuls of rice, I started to prepare.

This is the last face-to-face meeting in Jindu. Mr. Liu of Yuanhang Technology met Yan Sui, he cupped his hands and smiled, and looked behind him from the corner of the eye, "KZ is really full of talents. Look, I haven't seen you for a few days. Yan Sui There's always another replacement around you."

Yan Sui just smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Liu said seriously: "Why didn't I see that intern? The impression I left on that day was very good."

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly, "Mr. Liu has a pretty good memory, even remembering such little people."

Mr. Liu waved his hands when he heard the words, and took the time to detour with him: "How can you say that you are a small person, and it is not easy to stand beside Mr. Yan."

Yan Sui has always been disgusted by the flattery and politeness in the mall, but after many years of walking like this, he has long been used to it.

The corners of her lips raised slightly, her eyes were indifferent, and she stopped speaking.
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In the past few days, whenever Wen Yumian was free, she would call Yan Sui, but she never got through.

After her going to KZ, before leaving, she was complacent that she and Yan Sui had developed further.

Because she got his personal contact information.

She didn't want to go to KZ again when she couldn't contact anyone, but was told that Yan Sui was on a business trip to Jindu.

When she got home and heard her mother mention that Wen Yao was also in Jindu, Wen Yumian's heart skipped a beat.

She was a little anxious, "Why did Wen Yao go to Jindu?"

Jiang Shuliu glanced at her lightly, signaling her to calm down.

But how could Wen Yumian calm down, she was worried that Wen Yao would cling to Yan Sui when she wasn't paying attention and ruin her marriage.

"Mom, Wen Yao must have done it on purpose! She just doesn't want to see me feel better."

Jiang Shuliu didn't take it seriously, "How many times have I told you, you have to know how to wait and see what happens, besides, Jindu is so big, how can you be sure that Wen Yao and Huai Xu are in the same place."

She patted the back of Wen Yumian's hand reassuringly, "I heard from your father that she went back to her uncle's place, so don't think too much about it."

Wen Yumian couldn't stop thinking about it, she couldn't get through to Yan Sui's phone, so she sent another message.

None got a reply.

She was so angry that she smashed the phone.

Uneasy until Wen Yao came back, her gaze focused on Wen Yao, not letting go of any strangeness.

As soon as Wen Yao entered the door, she felt Wen Yumian's fierce and burning gaze that could not be ignored.

He didn't take it seriously at all, and went straight upstairs.

As soon as she stepped up on her front foot, Wen Yumian hurriedly followed her on her back foot.

Wen Yao stopped abruptly, startling her.

Not missing Wen Yumian's embarrassment and panic, Wen Yao raised her eyelids coolly, "What's the matter?"

Wen Yumian looked at her from top to bottom, pursed her lips, and said sternly, "You don't care if I have anything to do with you!"

Wen Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then you'd better stop following me, I will beat people."

Suddenly, Wen Yumian thought of the slap she slapped in KZ before, and even now recalling it, she still felt her face was hot, so she couldn't help but give her a hard look.

"If you dare to attack me again, Dad will not let you go!"

"Oh."

Wen Yao's half-smile was not a smile, and she was used to her habit of complaining.

Too lazy to talk to her, Wen Yao turned around and left.

Wen Yumian followed up again.

Wen Yao didn't care about her.

When you get to the door, open it and walk in.

He slammed the door behind him, blocking Wen Yumian from the door.

Wen Yumian stared angrily, bit her lip, and knocked heavily on the door.

In the next second, the door was opened directly from inside.

She used too much force to stop it, and she staggered suddenly.

Quickly holding onto the door frame with quick eyes and hands, he raised his head to meet Wen Yao's eyes as if watching a joke.

Wen Yao crossed her arms and said softly, "Sister, take care of yourself. Seeing you being stupid again and again, my sister can't stand it anymore."

Wen Yumian endured it, pointed at her and said, "Don't be complacent for too long, you will suffer later!"

Like a threatening warning, Wen Yao's ears almost callused.

"Yeah, I'm waiting."

Wen Yumian knew that he couldn't quarrel with her, and didn't want to quarrel, so she raised her chin and said arrogantly: "Although you didn't fall in love with that illegitimate son of the Shen family, Dad found you a marriage partner again, named Gu Xun, who can climb Fell against him, you got lucky!"

Wen Yao could hear the belittling and gloating in her words.

Don't take it to heart.

"Finished?"

Wen Yumian was slightly taken aback, feeling that her reaction was too bland, "Don't you want to ask the identity of that surnamed Gu?"

The left and right are just Jiang Shuliu's pillow breeze, what a good thing it can be.

Wen Yao was not interested.

"Do not want to."

Wen Yumian held back her long speech and had no chance to vent, she was dumbfounded.

Before he could recover, he saw Wen Yao slam the door shut.

Wen Yumian stood on the spot and took a deep breath, restrained her emotions, gritted her teeth and left bitterly.

When Wen Xuemin came back in the evening, he took advantage of the meal to explain to Wen Yao, "There will be a reception the day after tomorrow. You will attend with me, your Aunt Jiang, and your sister."

Wen Yao calmly fiddled with the rice in the bowl, and flatly refused: "No, I don't have time."

Wen Xuemin finally had a good look at her, but he didn't expect to be refuted, and his face suddenly sank, and he was about to speak harshly when he slapped the chopsticks.

Jiang Shuliu hurriedly reached out her hand and landed on the back of his hand, touching it affectionately and comfortingly, looked at him tenderly, and signaled for her to talk, Wen Xuemin finally endured it.

Jiang Shuliu controlled the situation, looked at Wen Yao and persuaded softly: "Yaoyao, after all, you are a son and daughter of the Wen family, representing the face of the Wen family. You reject your father like this, what do you think if others know?"

Wen Yao raised her lips, and said slowly, "I can control what other people think, their mouths and minds belong to them, and I can't stop them."

These words really irritated Wen Xuemin, Jiang Shuliu couldn't hold back anyone, he slapped the table directly, blushing with anger, "Wen Yao, do you have to talk to your elders like that!"

This momentum is fierce.

Wen Yumian, who was watching the show silently beside her, was so frightened that she rolled her eyes in Wen Yao's direction, wishing that she would quarrel with her father.

The louder the noise, the better.

Wen Yao picked up the small soup bowl next to her, poured a bowl of soup for herself unhurriedly, took a sip, and then said slowly: "Dad, please pay attention to your health, don't get so angry, I just It’s just telling the truth.”

Before Jiang Shuliu's mother and daughter entered the family room, she still had feelings for Wen Xuemin, because she lost her mother since she was a child, and she was more clingy to her father.

She remembers things early, and she still remembers being hugged and coaxed by him when she was a child, playing with it on her neck, and her warm and loving smile is still in her memory.

But everything changed after Jiang Shuliu's mother and daughter entered Wen's house.

She listened to him and knew that Wen Yumian was her younger sister, so she treated her well, but she didn't expect that others only thought about how to bully her, trample her under their feet, and take away her father's love and everything she had.

Until she was ignored by Wen Xuemin in repeated insults, and finally found out that Wen Yumian was Wen Xuemin's biological daughter, and he and Jiang Shuliu were the real family, and she was nothing.

From that moment on, Wen Yao no longer had any expectations for Wen Xuemin. She and him could no longer be amiable father and daughter, but could only be enemies.

She is not qualified to forgive this cheating man for her mother, but she is qualified to admit or deny him.

"I raised you so much, you don't know how to be grateful, but you are so rebellious. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you really think I can't do anything about you!"

Wen Xuemin stood up suddenly, and raised his hand fiercely into the air.

"Snapped--"

The sound of breaking resounded through the huge dining room.

Jiang Shuliu and Wen Yumian covered their ears in fright and screamed.

Wen Yao still maintained the posture of smashing the soup bowl on the ground, sat firmly on the seat, looked up, his eyes were extremely cold and harsh.

"I respect you as an elder, so I sit here and talk to you calmly. You think about it carefully. If this slap falls on my face, let alone whether I will go to the reception the day after tomorrow, I will accept the good deeds you have done." Don’t miss a single word, just tell it all.”

The words that are neither salty nor weak are loud and loud.

At the beginning, Jiang Shuliu brought Wen Yumian into Wen's house, but her stepdaughter, who was said to have nothing to do with her, dared not admit her parent-child relationship even if she was her own daughter.

For scandals such as cheating during pregnancy, Wen Xuemin is cheeky and will not let such rumors spread.

Wen Xuemin's complexion changed drastically, he pointed at her with trembling hands, and gritted his teeth, "You! You are doing well, Wen Yao, you are really doing well!"

Wen Yao withdrew her hand, turned her wrist, stared at her arm, and wrote lightly: "Dad's daughter, of course it's fine."

She raised her eyes and saw Wen Xuemin getting so angry, she sneered in her heart, but she persuaded: "Dad, your face is so ugly, you need to rest more, I have almost eaten too much, you eat slowly."

It was Shi Shiran who left Wen Yao.

Those who remained did not have a good-looking face.

Especially Wen Xuemin, he was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"husband……"

"To shut up!"

Wen Xuemin shouted angrily and smashed it down.

Jiang Shuliu's face was pale.

Knowing that he was being angered, he held grudges against Wen Yao even more.

Wen Xuemin was absolutely angry with her. If she hadn't used tricks to seduce him back then and got pregnant, Wen Yao wouldn't have such an excuse now.

Guan Jiarong was born in a famous family, a gentle lady, always well-behaved, Wen Xuemin loved her sincerely, but it is a pity that she has already "loved".

The rumor of relying on a woman to make a fortune made him feel ashamed, and he couldn't get rid of it. He was also suppressed by the Guan family in all aspects. In addition, Guan Jiarong was too rigid, his body shape changed bloated after pregnancy, and he was still young, beautiful, and still sexy. Tangled, the hypocritical man was distracted, and made a mistake as a matter of course.

And with his wife behind his back, he made mistakes again and again.

There is guilt, but it is defeated by reality.

Gradually, I lost my mind.

When a man loves you, your ladylike rules are sensible and considerate, but when he doesn't love you, it becomes rigid and boring.

Passionate men have existed since ancient times, how could Guan Jiarong, who is the bedside person, not know about his change of heart.

It's just too late.

I also thought about giving birth to a child so that I could get together and get away, but I never had this opportunity again.