Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Wen Wan sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the speech in her hand, silently memorized it, then put it aside casually, then turned on the phone and looked at the headshot of her and a white and cute "little meat bun" on the screen, fascinated laughed.

"Tenderness?"

Lan Mo pushed the door open, and there was only a woman sitting in front of the dressing table in the background.

She almost blurted out, although she hadn't seen the woman's face clearly, she was sure that the man was Wen Wan.

"It's really you!" Her tone was a little emphatic.

Wen Wan smiled contemptuously at the mirror, full of flair. Instead of getting up, she looked at the shadow in the blue sunglasses and said, "It's me. Long time no see, Miss Lan."

"Long time no see!" Lan Mo almost gritted his teeth, his body couldn't help but tense up.

"Miss Lan seems surprised?" Wen Wan stood up and slowly turned around to face Lan Mo. She was still wearing a blue dress, dignified and luxurious like water, but it was a pity that Wen Wan didn't like her like this.

"That's right, Miss Lan seems to think that it is impossible for me to appear in front of you in this life, right?"

Embarrassment flashed across Lan Mo's face, and he covered it up and said, "How could it be? Wen Wan, you are overthinking."

"Suspicious? Maybe. I haven't seen you in three years. Miss Lan is still as beautiful and charming. She really is a lady from a famous family. She is extraordinary." There is a deep smile in Wen Wan's eyes, and the flash of light makes people elusive.

Lan Mo stabilized his mind, calmed down and said in a nonchalant manner: "You too, are getting more and more beautiful."

Wen Wan's smile was even brighter, and her red lips were as charming as blood: "Really? It's all thanks to you. Without you, how could I, Wen Wan, have the opportunity to stand beautifully in this capital city?"

The corner of Lan Mo's mouth twitched a little stiffly: "I am ashamed to say that, Miss Wen."

Wen Wan's eyes were suddenly cold and sullen, and she walked up to her step by step, hiding a knife in her smile: "No one is more daring than you. The banquet has started, I will excuse you first, you can do what you want."

After all, she stepped on her high heels and was about to walk away, but Lan Mo turned around and quickly stopped her way.

"Shen Moling is here."

Lan Mo's words sounded like a gentle wake-up call. She had inquired before she came, and Shen Moling had never participated in such an occasion. Why did she come today?

Lan Mo was also betting that Wen Wan would not meet Shen Moling.

Sure enough, Wen Wan hesitated, she looked at Lan Mo with a complicated expression, and suddenly nodded with a sneer: "Thank you, Miss Lan, for reminding me, goodbye." After finishing speaking, she went around and left.

Lan Mo looked at her back, and clenched her hands involuntarily. The sapphire blue nails sank deeply into her palms. She strongly suppressed the fire in her heart, and the coldness in her eyes gradually exuded a strong evil.

If Wen Wan was willing to see Shen Moling, she would definitely look for him when she encountered something like that three years ago, but she didn't, so Lan Mo is sure that Wen Wan would not take the initiative to meet Shen Moling, and would even avoid him.

However, this does not guarantee that Shen Moling will not know about Wen Wan's stay in the capital, she must kick Wen Wan away from the capital as soon as possible, otherwise, who can guarantee that Shen Moling will not turn back?

"Wen Wan, I will make you regret coming here."

Seeing Wen Wan's back disappear at the door, Lan Mo suddenly remembered something, and immediately chased out the door and ran quickly in another direction.

Shen Moling didn't want to stay in the lobby, so she rested for a while in the pre-prepared high-end box, and only planned to attend after being told that the auction could start.