Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Chapter 3 and Five: Don't Touch Me

Lin Xi hurriedly stepped forward to block Shen Moling, and asked cautiously, "Brother, Zichun and I drove to pick you up."

Shen Moling glanced coldly at the car behind her, and refused, "Can the four of us fit in?"

"Then let Ji Xiao send Wen...sister-in-law home, will you sit with me?" Lin Xi looked at him hopefully.

"No." After Shen Moling said indifferently, he took Wen Wan and the others to sit in the Rolls Royce driven by Ji Xiao. Seeing that he was not with him, Lin Xi also wanted to follow.

"Let Murong Zichun take you back to your home, don't follow me, there's no room in the car." After Shen Moling said coldly, Ji Xiao had already stepped down from the driver's seat, and opened the back door to welcome Wen Wan and others in.

"Boss, drive slowly." Ji Xiao handed the key to Shen Moling, then turned around and got into the bodyguard's car.

Lin Xi watched the black Rolls-Royce drifting away under the escort of the other four black bodyguard cars, and couldn't help being stunned.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and tears fell down in big ones, making Murong Zichun flustered while watching.

"Hee Hee, stop crying, is it worth it for him?" He was indignant.

"He no longer has me in his heart..." Lin Xi choked up and looked at the intersection where the car had disappeared.

"It's okay, then just forget about him, what's so good about Shen Moling?" Murong Zichun comforted him in a panic.

"There's nothing good about him, but I just can't let him go." Lin Xi wiped away tears, turned and opened the car door, "You take me to my brother's house."

"Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what he said just now?" Murong Zichun looked at her angrily.

"My brother doesn't spend much time with me. If I don't take the initiative, he will forget me." Lin Xi looked at him pleadingly, "I'm begging you, Zichun."

"...Okay." What else could he say?Seeing Lin Xi being so fragile, how could he say something that made her sad again.

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After returning home and arranging the room, Aunt Rong took Youyou to take a bath. As soon as Wen Wan returned to the bedroom, she was so tired that she lay on the bed and didn't want to move. A heavy foot was kicked away.

"Wife..." He sat on the ground and looked at her aggrievedly.

Wen Wan sat up and said solemnly: "Until I forgive you, you are not allowed to go to bed, don't you understand?"

"I've endured it for several days, isn't it enough?" He frowned and looked at her with displeasure.

"If you don't explain clearly to me, you are not allowed to go to bed, and you are not allowed to touch me!" Wen Wan sat cross-legged with her arms crossed, expressing her position seriously.

"I didn't tell you all, I just want Lin Xi not to lose her career. When she has her own affairs to do, she won't depend on me anymore. Then I can let go with confidence. I'm all for our own good. !" Shen Moling explained again with a sincere face.

"I know what you mean, but should you also think about it for me? You always express it in a way you think is good, but you don't consider my feelings, do you know..."

Shen Moling heard enough of the thoughts, and quickly interrupted her to admit her mistake and promised: "I know, I was wrong, I was guilty, and I deserve to die! I have apologized countless times, my wife, and I promise to ask you in advance about everything before I make a decision. What's more, you are the only one left of me who is poor now, you support me, you have the final say."

"Hmph, who cares, I don't support you, are you a gentleman?" Wen Wan turned her face away, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.