Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Are you kidding? I don't want to sit with her!" Ye Chenxi immediately refused to prevent being beaten again.

"You don't want it?" Wen Wan glanced coldly, and the corners of her mouth curled up in an evil arc, "I want it!"

Jing Anran giggled and immediately went up to grab the silent Rou, and said kindly: "Sister Rou, don't be shy, grab your brother-in-law and go!"

Rourou blushed, wishing to shrink herself into a mimosa, turned her head to look at Ye Chenxi affectionately, and asked softly: "Brother Chenxi, I haven't seen my sister for a long time, shall we sit down for a while?"

Ye Chenxi stole a glance at Wen Wan, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and finally nodded: "Okay! Since Wen Wen has said so, I will save face."

In the box, Shen Moling was already sitting impatiently, just as she was about to leave, Wen Wan, Wen Wen, Jing Anran and Ye Chenxi walked in.

Five people sat around the tea table, and if you didn't look at me, I wouldn't look at you either. The atmosphere was suddenly awkward enough to freeze seafood.

"Uh...you sit down for a while, I'll order some wine!" Jing Anran stood up and ran away.

Now all the things that can be said are gone, and the remaining four people are even more stiff.

"Sister..." Wen Wen thought about it and said first, "Congratulations on becoming the head of the Wen family."

"Congratulations on starting your own business too." Wen Wan said coldly.

Wen Rou remembered that she only shared one department store with Wen Hong, her face turned green immediately.

"Speaking of which, my sister and brother Chenxi haven't seen each other for many years, what a coincidence today." Gentle and stiff forced a smile from his face, looking very distorted.

Wen Wan and Ye Chenxi couldn't help but look at each other when they heard about it, and stared at each other, neither paying attention to the other.

There was something wrong with them since they were young. Although they didn't meet often, every time it was either you or me, it made the impression of the two parties extremely different.

Wen Wan heard that Ye Chenxi once ran away from home in order to divorce her. In the end, Mr. Ye ignored him, and he had no choice but to go home by himself.

At that time, she still laughed at this idiot, but now that she thinks about it, how good would it have been if she had succeeded?Why didn't this guy just force him to die?Maybe if she really died, she would be free!

Wen Wan cursed secretly in her heart, while Ye Chenxi kept whitening her from the corner of her eye.

Looking at the eyes of the two interacting gently, a surge of anger rose in my heart.

As an outsider, Shen Moling leaned aside and watched silently, not to mention how boring he was.

"This gentleman is..." Rourou has been very concerned about the high-end man sitting next to him from just now, but she has never been embarrassed to ask.

"My business partner, don't worry about him." Wen Wan said coldly.

"Hello." Rourou greeted Shen Moling with her signature charming smile.

"..."

After a long while, Rourou ended with these two opening words, "Hello", and no one in the room answered her. She was about to burst out of embarrassment, and she huddled on the sofa and dared not speak any more.

Jing Anran came back in time, and the waiter behind him brought four glasses of wine.

"Miss Wen, your mango juice." The waiter put down a glass of yellow juice in front of Wen Wan.

"Wait, I don't want to drink juice, what is that glass?" Wen Wanzao asked in a panic.

"Fruit wine." The waiter.

"I drink." Wen Wan said and took down the glass of transparent lychee fruit wine.

"Eh? Wen Wan, what kind of wine are you drinking? Drink your mango juice!" Jing Anran suddenly stared at Wen Wan seriously and stopped.

"I don't want to drink juice anymore." Feeling puzzled, Wen Wan picked up the glass and took a sip.

Seeing that she had already drank it, Jing Anran instantly petrified, her voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak.