Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

The Shen family has a history of more than 600 years. Since the fall of the feudal dynasty and the birth of the new country, the whole family has lived in seclusion here.

Shen's Manor is like an ancient and mysterious palace, built in a hidden hilltop forest, majestic, majestic and majestic.

All the way from the city center to the main building in the middle of Shen's mansion, Wen Wan and Shen Moling didn't even glance at each other, they sat by the car door and thought about their own affairs.

The Patriarch of the Shen family came back with great difficulty, and basically all the servants of the Shen family lined up to greet them. When they got out of the car, they saw a large group of dark people bowing down in an ancient and formal way, and shouted in unison: "Welcome Patriarch! .”

Wen Wan was taken aback, families with such orthodox rules are rare, and it is not difficult to see that the Shen family should have been at the level of imperial palace nobles in ancient times.

"Sir." A young man who looked like a housekeeper walked up to him and bowed at ninety degrees.

"This is Madam." With no expression on Shen Moling's cold and handsome face, he introduced a word lightly, and strode towards the gate with meteoric strides.

"Madam." The housekeeper saluted Wen Wan respectfully.

"I'm not the wife." Wen Wan didn't want to admit that she was still the mistress of the Shen family after the divorce, and she didn't have much interest in this position.

Almost trotting all the way to follow Shen Moling to the study, the two closed the door and sat at the desk facing each other.

"If you don't have a reasonable explanation, please send me back now!" Wen Wan said indifferently, looking at him very seriously.

Shen Moling was drunk tonight, so there were a lot of thoughts in his mind just now, but the alcohol was blown away by the wind on the way here, so he really doesn't know how to speak now.

"Don't waste my time!" Wen Wan impatiently wasted with him, and urged in displeasure.

Shen Moling glanced at her, sighed softly, and then took out a document from the drawer, which was the divorce agreement they had signed before.

"What do you mean?" Wen Wan frowned and tightened the agreement.

"The news I announced is false, and this agreement has not taken effect." Shen Moling explained.

Wen Wan stared at him, held back for a long time and cursed four words: "...Despicable and shameless."

"Whatever you say, divorce or not, you are my Shen Moling's people, do you still need me to brand your name on you?" He snatched the agreement and tidied it up and put it back in the drawer.

"Shen Moling, I think that when a relationship or a marriage really comes to an end, we should get together and break up, right? We must become enemies?" Her gentle tone softened, and she tried to persuade the other party to let go completely.

But it's obvious that Shen Moling's rank is higher than hers, if he accepts her softness in other matters, but he won't accept her softness in such matters.

"Grandma must have told you everything about me. I've thought you would be like this a long time ago. No woman would like to be with someone as dangerous as me." The weakness that makes people feel distressed, this is a reversal of his usual image.

Wen Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly explained: "I didn't have any other intentions, nor was I afraid that being with you would be dangerous, nor did I despise your past. To be honest, after I know this, I...I feel distressed Yours, but that doesn't mean we should continue to be together. You say I'm narrow-minded, but I really can't believe you anymore. You're not honest enough with me, as if you have your own world, and I, Always outside."