Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

Wen Wan was staring at the design draft in a daze, when the door was kicked open, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Mochu who was standing at the door aggressively, she was slightly startled, and said in a cold voice: "Come into my office, please knock on the door!"

Shen Mochu sneered in disdain, raised his hand and punched the door, and a dent appeared immediately, he withdrew his hand and said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid your door is not worthy of knocking."

Wen Wan raised her eyebrows, got up and walked over to look at her own door, staring at Shen Mochu: "This door is very expensive, you have to pay for it."

"You have controlled the entire Shen family, don't you even have the money to repair the door?" Shen Mochu looked at her with interest, and suppressed his anger for the time being.

"The Shen family's money belongs to my husband, and you broke the door. Could it be that you still want to take advantage?" Wen Wan mocked back.

"You..." Shen Mochu's eyes turned cold, "Stop putting on airs with me, and if you are sensible, leave my brother quickly, and don't force me to do anything."

With a gentle smile, she turned around and walked to the desk and sat on it, with her hands folded across her chest, with a casual look: "It doesn't matter whether I can leave him or not, it depends on whether he can leave me, between us It's not relative, it's not a reason, you don't have to compete with me to order me, why don't you just go back to your brother and ask him to divorce and change his wife? .”

"I can't see that you are very eloquent, but I don't know what you can say when I pulled out all your teeth and tongue!" Shen Mochu's eyes showed fierceness, and he raised his hand to rush towards Wen Wan.

Suddenly a black figure stood in the middle of the office, blocking Shen Mochu's way and separating Wen Wan.

Ji Le stood in black clothes, with a cold and arrogant aura all over her body, blocked the other party's attack with one hand, and said sharply: "The order of the Patriarch, those who intend to harm the mistress will die, and the young lady should leave as soon as possible."

Shen Mochu was slightly startled, withdrew his hand and took two steps back, smiling evilly: "You actually used all the family shadow envoys, Wen Wan, if you don't use me this time, you will die without a place to die."

After all, she smiled unscrupulously, turned and left

Seeing her disappearing around the corner, Ji Le stepped back temporarily and closed the door. Wen Wan got up and walked to the window. Looking down from the building, she felt that Shen Mochu's words just made her scalp tingle, and she felt uncomfortable. A good premonition came quietly.

After thinking about it for a while, she didn't have any idea. She felt that she was just being mediocre and didn't care about it. She turned around and went to the desk to continue looking at her design draft. Then she suddenly thought of the diamond ring that Shen Moling proposed to her before.

This guy actually gave her the ring he was going to propose to Lin Xi, it was too much!

Wen Wan took out the "soul mate" that Shen Moling had returned to him from her bag, pinched it between her fingers and looked at it, then picked up the phone and called Ling Tong...

The next day, Ji Xiao hurriedly knocked on the door and rushed into Shen Moling's office, holding a bunch of gossip magazines.

"Hurry up, are there any rules!" Shen Moling glanced coldly, and reprimanded with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"Boss, ma'am..." Ji Xiao's expression turned ugly, he hesitated to speak.

"Say!"

"Madam auctioned off the diamond ring you gave me!" Ji Xiao said as he handed him the newspaper, and quickly stepped aside, fearing that the boss would get mad and hurt himself later.

Unexpectedly, Shen Moling glanced at it, and a slight smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Don't like it? Then order a bigger one."