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Wen Shiqi's eyes flickered, and he did not respond to what Wen Muchi had just said. He only asked:

"Is it okay for you to do this?"

What she asked was about Wen Muchi's attitude towards his mother.

Although she noticed from yesterday that the relationship between Wen Muchi and Madam Wen was a bit strange, she did not expect that he would be so disrespectful to Madam Wen.

Compared with his attitude towards Madam Wen, it can be said that he was very cold.

Thinking of Madam Wen, Wen Shiqi lowered his eyelids slightly, hiding the coldness in his eyes...

However, just as the coldness in her heart began to rise, she felt a warm breath approaching.

She suddenly came to her senses and pressed her face against Wen Muchi's.

The tips of their noses were almost touching, and she could even clearly see the slightly stunned expression in the man's eyes...

"Were you worried about me just now?"

Wen Muchi looked at her steadily with a smile in his eyes, his tone was gentle and doting, and there was also an unconcealable happiness.

"Who, who is worried about you?!"

Wen Shiqi stood up suddenly, and because his movement was so violent, he even tripped over the chair behind him.

Clang!

The chair fell to the ground.

He Sheng turned his back silently, pretending that he saw nothing.

As a result, when I turned around, I saw a group of people outside the office busy and flustered. They turned their heads and pretended to make phone calls or flip through documents. It was so... fake!

Obviously, these guys have read a lot of gossip.

In fact, everyone pretended to be calm and composed on the surface as if they were all busy with their work, but in fact, they had already screamed like chickens in their hearts!

Fool, fuck!

What did they just see?

The president kissed Director Su?

Or a forced kiss?

Director Su's face turned red...

How intense this kiss must be!

in the office.

Wen Shiqi still didn't know what kind of misunderstanding his excited behavior had caused.

If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have made such a fuss.

"How are you? Did you get hurt?"

Wen Muchi didn't care about Wen Shiqi's reaction. He just looked at her legs nervously.

"fine!"

Meeting Wen Muchi's concerned eyes, and thinking about last night at the cocktail party, when the man reached out his hand to check her legs in front of everyone without thinking, Wen Shiqi subconsciously denied it immediately and subconsciously put out her hand to block her legs.

Wen Muchi was originally worried that she might accidentally bump into him, but when he saw her movements and reactions, he immediately understood what she was thinking, and a sly smile flashed across his eyes:

"Don't worry, I won't 'touch' you."

Wen Shiqi: "..."

"you……"

Wen Muchi was about to say something when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He frowned slightly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Who is this? He is so blind...

He stood up straight and reluctantly distanced himself from Wen Shiqi.

When he took out his phone and saw the number displayed on it, his eyes changed...

"Let's have lunch together."

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside with his phone in his hand.

As if he had thought of something, he turned his head and looked over again halfway through his walk:

“You are not allowed to leave.”

After emphasizing this sentence, he left the office.

The people who had just stretched their necks to watch the show suddenly sat up straight, and only when Wen Muchi and He Sheng completely left the marketing department did they slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Then they exchanged glances with an expression of "getting something big".

Wen Muchi quickly left the marketing department and then answered the phone:

"Mother."

Yes, the person who called was Mrs. Wen—Sheng Fenghua.

"What do you mean?"

As soon as the call was connected, a harsh question came over me.

If Wen Shiqi was present at this time, he would be surprised to find that the feeling Mrs. Wen gave people now, as well as the tone and voice of her speech, were very different from the gentle, decent and generous person she had seen before.

Sharp and full of hostility.

Wen Muchi did not show any abnormality, as if he had already gotten used to it:

"I have my own arrangements for the company, so mother doesn't have to worry about it."

He had just finished saying this when Sheng Fenghua on the opposite side suddenly screamed:

"What do you mean you don't have to worry? Are you finding me annoying now? Do you think I shouldn't interfere with you? Do you think it's a shame for you to have a mother like me?"

Each sentence became higher and higher, sharper and sharper.

Even through the phone, I could still feel the sharp sound piercing my eardrums.

Wen Muchi's expression did not change, he just asked calmly:

"Where's Aunt Min?"

Aunt Min is the aunt who is usually responsible for taking care of Sheng Fenghua.

However, even such an ordinary sentence immediately aroused Sheng Fenghua's sharper and more crazy questioning and screaming:

"What do you mean?

"Are you calling me sick? Are you calling me sick? Are you calling me sick?"

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of something breaking.

It was obvious that Sheng Fenghua on the opposite side smashed something.

In contrast to her, Wen Muchi's emotions did not change from beginning to end.

Facing Sheng Fenghua's continuous, seemingly crazy questioning, he simply asked back:

"What do you want me to do?"

There was a sudden silence on the other side.

This silence means so much.

After a long while, Sheng Fenghua's voice came from the other side again:

"Come back right now. I want to see you right away."

"I'm still working." Wen Muchi said.

But Sheng Fenghua on the other end of the phone obviously couldn't accept this answer, and the voice that had just calmed down became sharp again:

"I want to see you! Now! Right now!

"Are you not listening to what I said now?!

"You are just like your ungrateful father! You are so heartless and ungrateful! Now you don't even have patience with me, your mother. Ha, you are worthy of being his offspring!

"Since you are so reluctant to face me as your mother! Then I will do as you wish!"

After saying that, Sheng Fenghua abruptly hung up the phone.

He Sheng stood nearby, not daring to make a sound.

Madam Wen's voice just now was so loud and sharp that he could hear roughly what it said even though he was two steps away.

Seeing this, Mu Chi stopped and held the phone with an unpleasant expression. He couldn't help but said worriedly:

"Boss, do you want to go back?"

Look at Madam Wen's state...if the president doesn't do what she wants, who knows what will happen.

Thinking of this, He Sheng sighed in his heart.

Mrs. Wen had been recuperating in a sanatorium before. He would occasionally think that although the CEO looked rich, his father died early, his grandmother was not kind, and his mother was like this... In fact, he was also pitiful...

It would be great if Mrs. Wen could recover from her illness and be released from the sanatorium.

Otherwise, the president would be too lonely.

It was not until Madam Wen actually came out of the sanatorium that he realized that it would be better to let Madam Wen recuperate in the sanatorium forever...