The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

When Wen Qiang came to her designer, Yun Shan was sitting there stiffly, waiting for her.

"Are you Mrs. Xie?"

Hearing this, Yun Shan stood up hurriedly, "Ms. Wen, Miss Wen."

Wen Qiang looked at the woman in front of her calmly, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

She thought that as the eldest mistress of the Xie family, she should be graceful and domineering, but that didn't seem to be the case.

Yunshan only wore a simple white suit and a neat bun. Although she had exquisite makeup on her face, she could not hide her haggard mental state.

"Thank you, Madam. Please sit down."

Wen Qiang originally came to see Xie's people with resentment, but when she saw Yun Shan, she couldn't get angry, so she simply stayed put and waited to see what cards the other party would play.

"Ms. Wen, I know it's rude for me to come here, but I really want you to help me design an evening dress."

Yun Shan couldn't wait to plead, "Money is not a problem. I can give you double hundred or three times what others can give. It's not a problem. I just ask you to make me an evening dress... please!"

"Mrs. Xie, I'm just a designer. You use the word "please" too strongly.

Wen Qiang saw that Yunshan's hand holding the tea cup was shaking violently, her eyes were dazed, and her mental state was obviously very problematic, so her tone became a little gentler, "But my studio has always been by appointment only since it opened until now. People can break this rule.

If anyone can jump in line, it will seriously delay our construction schedule, and it will be difficult to maintain the quality of the clothes we make. It will not only damage our sign, but it will also be unfair to our customers, so please..."

Before she finished speaking, Yun Shan was seen slumping over and kneeling down directly in front of her!

"Mrs. Xie! What are you doing like this?!" Wen Qiang panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to help her get up.

Just as she was pulling the woman up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of——

Yun Shan's sleeves were inadvertently rolled up, and on the exposed forearm, there were large bruises and scarlet bloodstains!

Wen Qiang's mind was buzzing!

When she was young, the scene of her mother enduring great humiliation so that she could live a good life, and being domestically abused by the monster called "Father", emerged bloody in front of her!

"I must... order a dress from you, because only your work, Miss Wen Qiang, is the one that can outshine others. How can anyone else's work be so eye-catching?"

Yun Shan was shivering all over and was about to cry, "If you don't promise me... I will kneel here and not get up!"

"Don't be like this, get up and talk."

Wen Qiang forced herself to calm down, her voice hoarse due to the heavy emotions, "I promise you, get up, and I will help you measure. See if I have any ready-made clothes here that are suitable for you."

Yunshan held her hand tightly, tears filling her red eyes, "Thank you...I really thank you..."

……

Wen Qiangping dismissed all the staff and assistants, leaving only the two of them in the huge room.

She personally measured Yunshan's measurements and quickly selected three sets of dresses that suited her status and temperament.

"Mrs. Xie, how about these three items? If you are not satisfied, I can help you choose again."

Yun Shan didn't even choose, she just hurriedly hugged a dark green dress in her arms, as if she was afraid that Wen Qiang would suddenly regret not selling it to her, "Don't bother, just this one. This one is very good." ."

Wen Qiang's slender eyelashes were trembling, and she couldn't help but feel sad when she saw how nervous she was.

"Ready-made clothes are still not as good as tailor-made clothes. There are many shortcomings. In order to achieve the best effect, you might as well go to the fitting room and try it on first. If there is anything that needs to be changed, I will help you change it now."

Yunshan hesitated for a moment and then walked into the dressing room.

Countless nightmare-like memories came flooding back, and Wen Qiang was so distraught that she walked over to open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice water and poured it into her throat to calm her restless anger.

At this moment, a "boom" sound came from the dressing room——

Wen Qiang was startled and hurriedly ran to the locker room and knocked on the door:

"Mrs. Xie? What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Mrs. Xie?!"

Seeing no one responded, Wen Qiang suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately broke open the door and entered.

"Thank you madam!"

In the dressing room, Yunshan, who was halfway through changing her clothes, fainted on the ground with her upper body exposed.

And the woman's back, which was exposed to Wen Qiang's shocked gaze, was actually densely covered with bruises and scarred blood marks from old injuries!

After being stunned for two seconds, he immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around Yunshan's body, lifted her up, and grabbed her by the waist!

"Thank you, Madam! Wake up!"

Yunshan slowly woke up, her eyes in a trance.

Wen Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously: "Mrs. Xie, what's going on with your injuries?!"

Yunshan turned away with tears in her eyes, not daring to look directly into her sharp eyes.

"You...were you subjected to domestic violence? Did Xie Jinli hit you?!" Wen Qiang's eyes were as red as blood, and she could hardly suppress her anger!

"Miss Wen, this is my private matter... just don't ask."

Yun Shan struggled to get up and put on her clothes in a panic, "I'll transfer the money to you in a moment, and just let my assistant pick up the clothes... Sorry for bothering you!"

Seeing that she was about to rush out of the door, Wen Qiang shouted at her back: "Mrs. Xie! Domestic violence only happens once and countless times! How have you endured the humiliation and pain in these years? You are better than anyone else. clear!

Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with a hypocrite who is worse than a beast? Even if you can endure it, how long can your body last? Do you want to be beaten to death by him? ! "

"Then what can I do?! Is there anything I can do?!"

Yun Shan finally broke down emotionally and couldn't help but blurt out the resentment that had been suppressed in her heart for too long, "I can barely survive now... But if I resist, there will only be death!"

"fart!"

Domestic violence can be said to have triggered Wen Qiang’s most sensitive nerves, causing her to become hoarse, “If you don’t resist, you will really die!

Madam Xie, it's still too late for you to turn back now, as long as you..."

Before he finished speaking, the door slammed shut.

Wen Qiang stood there with a frozen expression, and while feeling angry, an idea came to her mind.

As soon as Yunshan's car left the front yard of the studio, another luxury car drove in.

There was obviously a planned parking space, but this unruly car was parked in front of the villa, extremely arrogant.

"Ouch, Mom, what kind of crappy place did the little bitch choose? It's so out of the way. It's so annoying to sit in the car!" A woman in a pink lace dress twisted her waist and got out of the car, her eyes full of disgust.

She is Wen Qiang’s half-sister, Wen Wei.

"Isn't it because the housing prices in this area are so cheap? That bitch is trying to save her dowry for herself."

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman with rich clothes, a tight face, and high-raised eyes walked down. It was Wen Wei's mother, Mrs. Wen. "The so-called famous designer is just the price she gave herself to serve as her in the world." The circle is fishing for a rich husband to pave the way.

Otherwise, just because of her status as an illegitimate daughter who cannot be seen in the light, if word spreads, no one will be willing to have her. Marry her? It simply ruins the family tradition and is embarrassing. "

"Haha...Mom, what you said is absolutely right!"

Wen Wei's Korean-style thick eyebrows frowned in dissatisfaction, "But I really don't understand why I didn't hire a more powerful designer to make the dress I wore for my engagement ceremony? It's not like our family can't afford the money, so why? It’s so unlucky to have to find this little bitch.”

"Tsk, my dear daughter, you don't understand the logic of this."

Mrs. Wen took her daughter's arm and said earnestly, "Your father was able to save such a family fortune because he knew how to save money and spend money since he was young.

Let Wen Qiang make a dress for you. Once she has this skill, wouldn't it be a waste if she doesn't use it? Secondly, asking her to make you a wedding dress is also a kind of obedience test for your father, so that she can clearly understand her position in the Wen family.

Although her surname is Wen, she will always look down upon you. I will be your companion all my life. "

The mother and daughter made their plans beautifully and walked into the door.

"You two stay here, do you have an appointment?" The assistant immediately came up and stopped them.

"Reservation? What kind of appointment? Is a small store like yours so high-end? Can you afford to do this?" Wen Wei rolled her eyes in disdain.

The assistant frowned and his attitude suddenly became cold, "Our literary designer will not accept guests without an appointment. The wife of the president of Xie Group just came here, and because she did not have an appointment, the literary designer sent her back again."

Xie Group? !

Wen's mother and daughter looked at each other, dumbfounded!

People from the Xie family would actually come to this girl’s shop to have their clothes custom-made? real or fake!

Although the Wen family has some wealth, they are like ants in front of the Xie family, one of the four major families.

"Ahem... We are Ah Qiang's family. You go and tell her that her family is here and if she has anything to do with her, she will naturally come down to see us." Seeing that no one could see her, Mrs. Wen had no choice but to reveal her identity.

"Haha, if you say that, then I can't let you two in."

The assistant looked at them coldly and said, "I have been with the stylist for several years, and I know her situation best. Besides, the stylist said early on that she only has one mother alive, and all other relatives are dead. "

Mrs. Wen's face suddenly turned dark.

"Death... dead?! How dare that little bitch say that?!" Wen Wei was so angry that she blurted out words that insulted Wen Qiang!

Suddenly, a biting chill came from behind, accompanied by the sound of cold and powerful footsteps.

Mother Wen and her daughter shuddered and turned around suddenly.

But he saw a tall and handsome man wearing a very oppressive black uniform walking over.

Wen Wei stared at him foolishly, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was beating as if she was having a heart attack!

So handsome! So handsome that she wants to scream!

She had always thought that her fiancé was handsome and handsome, and no matter where he went, he would show people photos and praise him fiercely. But compared with this man, he is not even at the bronze level.

Sure enough, you have to compare and throw away.

"Excuse me, are you..." the assistant asked doubtfully.

Tang Xu's gaze, like Han Yuan's, cast a faint glance at Wen Wei's face who had just spoken out arrogantly.

Mrs. Wen shuddered instantly and hurriedly held her daughter tighter.

After a brief moment, Tang Xu withdrew his gaze and raised his lips slightly towards the assistant, "I ordered two suits from Miss Wen before. She said they were ready and asked me to pick them up."

After saying that, he turned on his toes, and Shi Shiran walked to the sofa beside him and sat down. He crossed his long straight legs and looked at the two women as if they were watching a show.

"You go ahead and deal with my affairs after you're done. There's no rush."