Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Wen Hong nodded slightly and said, "I see." Then he turned and went back to Wen's house.

Looking at this villa, Wen Wan felt bitter in her heart, as if she didn't even have a home, let alone a family.

Suddenly, she missed her grandfather so much. At least at that time, she still had someone to love her, someone to act like a baby, so she didn't have to live so cautiously.

Being scolded like that, she pretended not to feel uncomfortable, and only she knew the grievance in her heart.

Ye Chenxi didn't say anything, just glanced at her, and drove towards the garden...

Inside the Imperial Presidential Suite.

Shen Moling just finished approving the backlog of documents and wanted to take a break. As soon as he raised the coffee to his lips, the phone rang.

Seeing the word "blue ink" on the screen, he hesitated for a second before picking up.

"Hmm...really? I know...impossible!" His mood changed from indifference to haste, and finally he stood up abruptly and hung up the phone. He took his coat and rushed out of the suite door, heading directly to the underground parking lot. go.

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Wen Wan was still looking out of the window in a daze, and in the blink of an eye, she saw the word Huayuan, and she had arrived home before she knew it.

"Thank you, take your time on the road."

As soon as he got out of the car, Ye Chenxi chased him down.

"Wan'er." He stopped her, and he couldn't control himself when he took a few steps forward, "Don't worry about what happened today, it's Grandpa who wants to help you out..."

"I see." Wen Wan interrupted him, "Thank you for helping me too, but... the engagement is valid again." She looked a little embarrassed.

"...Are you... unwilling?" He was very afraid that she would answer unwillingly, and his tone trembled involuntarily.

"It's not that I don't want to...it's just that I..." Wen Wan hesitated to speak, and finally let out a sigh of relief and stopped talking.

"Are you in love with that person?" Ye Chenxi cut to the chase.

"I don't know." Wen Wan shook her head.

Ye Chenxi felt her chest twitching. She was supposed to belong to him. If nothing else happened, they should get married and have children, grow old together, and have a harmonious family... Why would Cheng Yaojin be killed halfway to make everything so complicated and chaotic?

"That man Wan'er is not such a simple person, you can't get stuck on him." He was a little anxious.

"I know, I have no results with him." Wen Wan replied truthfully, with a self-deprecating smile on her face.

"Then why can't you accept me?" Ye Chenxi stepped forward excitedly and grabbed her hand.

"But I only regard you as a friend." Wen Wan withdrew her hand in surprise, and quickly explained, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you and said a lot of bad things, but I really didn't expect you to treat me..."

Ye Chenxi felt uncomfortable, and confessed bluntly: "To tell you the truth, I just like you, and I have always liked you."

Gentle and speechless, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the wall to sneak in. Only now did she realize that there is indeed a huge gap in mood between the person she likes and the person she dislikes confessing to her.

If the person in front of her was Shen Moling, she must be shy, but now she just feels embarrassed.

Ye Chenxi couldn't bear to see her entangled in such a dilemma, so she collected her expression and pretended to be calm: "I know you don't have feelings for me, let's not mention the marriage contract in advance, anyway, you are not engaged yet, so you don't have to worry so much."

Wen Wan was very grateful: "Thank you for your understanding, I'm the one who has troubled you."

He stared at her, hoping to be implicated by her to the end.

Two lights shot out from the shadows at the corner not far away. Shen Moling stopped the car, looked through the windshield at a man and a woman under the streetlight in front, and tightened his fingers unconsciously on the steering wheel.