She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

The old woman from the Zhou family finally got Zhou Gu to turn against that bitch Wen Qing. She had to strike while the iron was hot.

In the past few days, she had been sending people to secretly observe the movements of Qin Yan and John, waiting for the two men to take the initiative to find Wen Qing, and then designed them to crawl into bed.

Fortunately, the foreigner did not disappoint her and quietly made an appointment with Wenqing to the hotel.

She had already set the trap, and she was just waiting for that bitch to step on it, and then take some bed photos and send them to Zhou Gu and the old guys from the Zhou family.

Gee...

"Second Miss, sir, please go to the study."

The maid's report came from the door, pulling Wen Wen back from her excited state.

Ever since she was slapped by Old Man Hua last time, she has been ignoring him.

After being airy for a few days, it was time to go see him. After all, she still relied on his favor to gain a foothold in the Hua family.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Inside the study.

Mr. Hua was leaning on the sofa and reading the message, which was sent by Wen Qing:

'It's only been half a month, what are you anxious about?I will definitely do what I promised you, so just wait patiently. I will definitely leave Haicheng in ten days at most.'

At this time, the door opened and Wen Wenwen walked in from the outside.

Mr. Hua looked up and saw her cold face, looking like she was still angry, and couldn't help laughing.

"Didn't Daddy just slap you in the face? Why have you been angry with me for so long?"

Wen Wen's eyes gradually turned red, and she said with a choked voice: "Am I angry with you because of that slap?

It's obvious that you are unwilling to make the decision for me and make me a joke to the outside world. I can't help but feel so angry. "

Mr. Hua invited her to sit down, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and sighed: "Why didn't Daddy make the decision for you? I've been staying in Haicheng for more than half a month because of your affairs."

Wen Wenwen snorted coldly and complained, "You have stopped attacking Zhou. You have clearly compromised. Are you going to force me to have an abortion next?"

"Nonsense." Mr. Hua sternly rebuked, "If you don't agree, who dares to force you to have an abortion?"

"Then why didn't you do anything?" Wen Wen asked in a loud voice.

Mr. Hua opened his phone, handed her the message Wen Qing sent him, and then briefly described the transaction between them.

"Rourou, please calm down and wait patiently. She promised me to leave Zhou Gu within a month, and now half a month has passed."

Wen Wenqing scanned the screen and couldn't help but sneer in her heart when she saw the sincere message sent by Wen Qing.

She doesn't believe in anyone now, she only believes in herself, and she only relies on herself.

"What's the use of her promise? A few days ago she moved into the building of Shanshui Residence, and there are rumors that she is about to remarry Zhou Gu."

Mr. Hua fell into silence.

He didn't know how it would develop next, but his intuition told him that the girl's words could be trusted.

When the two major groups go to war, even if the Hua family is stronger than the Zhou family, they won't get anything good in the end.

As the helmsman of Fahrenheit, he cannot trigger a large-scale business war just because of this affection between his children.

"Oh, it only takes about half a month, so just wait patiently."

Wen Wen lowered her head slightly, a look of contempt flashed in her eyes.

Really unreliable!

Okay, then she will use her own method to get rid of that bitch Wen Qing and avoid future troubles forever.

To put it bluntly, even if she is not killed, Zhou Gu must completely give up on her.

...

Linjiang Hotel.

After getting off Wenqing, we took the elevator in the underground garage and went straight to the eighth floor.

The door of Room 803 was ajar. When I opened it, I saw that the living room was quiet, and there were faint sounds of conversation coming from the small study next to it.

She found a seat and sat down, picking up the magazine on the table and reading through it.

After a while, two waiters brought out a cart of fruits and drinks, saying that Mr. John ordered them.

She glanced at him tenderly, said nothing, and continued to read the magazine.

Unknowingly, half an hour passed.

"Sorry, I have a video conference to attend, which delayed me a bit and kept you waiting."

Wenqing was forking fruit with a skewer. After hearing John's voice, she looked up at him.

"Eating such fresh fruits in winter is not worth my wait."

John walked over, snatched the fruit from her hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's really good, with a faint fragrance of beauty."