Rebirth Group Favorite: The Big Brother's Beautiful Wife Is A Little Sweet

The two went downstairs and left the company, and got into the car straight away.

Chu Ziyan was leaning on the back seat, and as soon as he sat firmly, someone clamped his waist and pressed him hard by his side.

She turned her head slightly, and saw Shen Muhan lowered his head slightly, kissing the top of her head.

"Hold for a while."

"It's okay, you can hug as long as you want."

Chu Ziyan leaned in his arms generously, muttering.

Shen Muhan was silent, but his eyes suddenly softened, and he was very satisfied with her reaction.

His fingers caressed her waist gently, full of ambiguity.

"I'm leaving Yuncheng in two days."

he said suddenly.

"Business trip?"

Chu Ziyan turned to look at him.

"Well, there is something to deal with in Northern Europe, and it may take a week."

Hearing this, Chu Ziyan did the math.

In that case, he might not be back before Christmas.

It's a little pity.

After all, it was the first Christmas with him, and she originally wanted to spend it with him.

The black Bentley moved forward steadily. When passing a five-star hotel, he saw a few luxury cars parked at the door.

Shen Muhan glanced slightly, his gaze turned slightly colder.

Then she cast her eyes away, put her arms around Chu Ziyan, and drove away in the car.

The few people who happened to walk out of the hotel also caught a glimpse of the limited edition black Bentley.

Only Shen Muhan has this car in Yuncheng.

Dong Xin'er's eyes paused, and she locked the car tightly. Although she just passed by, she clearly saw two people sitting in the back row.

In an instant, her eyes changed slightly, revealing a coldness.

Someone nearby saw it too.

Someone uttered in doubt: "The car just now seems to be Young Master Shen?"

As they spoke, their gazes fell on Dong Xin'er.

Everyone knew that the Dong family had long intended to marry the Shen family.

Many people thought that Dong Xin'er would be the future mistress of the Shen family.

But who knows... Shen Muhan didn't mean that at all.

Dong Haoqing coughed twice: "It's just passing by, don't look at it, everyone, our protagonist today is Miss Wen Yun."

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to a woman in a white high-end suit, a woman with a dignified and beautiful face.

She is Wen Yun, an internationally renowned jewelry designer with a hot eye.

In this industry, there is an unshakable position.

A few years ago, in the CoutureDesign Awards, which claimed the Oscars in the jewelry industry, Wen Yun pulled Ning Ruo, who was known as the "Oriental Witch" at the time, from the altar and replaced her.

Although the momentum has not been as strong as before in the past few years, the status is here after all.

If you want her design, you have to ask a sky-high price.

Coming to Yuncheng this time is also a vacation, and by the way, I came to meet her lover, Dong Xin'er.

Wen Yun stood where she was, and glanced at the direction Bentley was driving away with a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

After the crowd dispersed, she said: "Xin'er, Shen Muhan really rejected you because of a little girl who can't stand on stage?"

Dong Xin'er looked away: "Teacher, don't talk about it, this matter is over."

"A man like Shen Muhan, there will be a day when he is blind? That Chu Ziyan, I really want to meet her." There was a trace of disgust in Wen Yun's eyes, "What don't you learn at a young age, seduce people The means are not shallow!"

Dong Haoqing said: "Comparing her with our Xin'er will lower Xin'er's level."

"Xin'er, I know you have always liked Shen Muhan." Wen Yun comforted her, "Shen Muhan doesn't want to be with you, that is his loss, you deserve better."

"That's right, Xin'er, you just won the Emerging Designer Award, so many young talents have favored you, why bother staring at Shen Muhan!"

Dong Haoqing also comforted him.

Dong Xiner showed a smile.

That's what she said, but she knew it in her heart.

Excellent men like Shen Muhan are rare, and she fears that she will never meet them again.

"Let's not talk about it, teacher. I heard that you are planning to compete again for this year's CoutureDesignAwards. You will come back strong this time, and you will definitely stand on the top again!"

"This year's CoutureDesignAwards award, I am bound to be in the bag."

There was a gleam of fire in Wen Yun's eyes.