Wen Lan was stunned.

The first shock.

She didn't expect that this famous figure from Nanyun would be standing right in front of her.

He stood, holding the bowl, and ate the food she cooked.

No airs at all.

The second shock.

I clearly came to IELTS Group to look for a job.

How did I suddenly become the boss's chef?

"Lanlan, stay here? Let's go together, okay?"

Aunt Zhou looked at her earnestly.

Wen Lan nodded with determination.

"Secretary Nan, then I will stay and help Aunt Zhou!"

"Wen Lan, how much salary do you want?"

"Just tell me! I can make the decision!"

Secretary Nan added another big piece of meat to the pot.

I scooped a spoonful of pickled mustard greens stewed with tofu.

He ate heartily and asked Wen Lan to name the price generously.

Wen Lan only thought about it for three seconds.

I only cook lunch, so it doesn’t matter whether I have a weekend off or not.

She asked hesitantly, "3..."

"3? No problem!"

Secretary Nan interrupted her generously.

"What did you say? Three? Ten thousand?"

Wen Lan raised his voice with a look of horror on his face.

"Am I wrong? Did you mean 30?"

Even though it was 30, Secretary Nan didn't seem to care.

He leaned against the stove, talking while eating.

Wen Lan took a breath.

"What I want to say is, is 3 okay?"

Secretary Nan choked on his food when he heard this.

"Wen Lan, if you insist, then it'll be 3."

"No, no, no! I won't insist!"

Wen Lan opened her eyes wide in a comical way and cried out softly.

"Secretary Nan, if you insist, 30 is 30."

Wen Lan made a joke in return.

"No, no, no! I don't insist either!"

Secretary Nan imitated Wen Lan's expression and tone.

The three of them were laughing happily in the small kitchen.

This is a part-time job with a monthly salary of 30,000!

It’s a part-time job full of kindness and happiness!

Wen Lan happily hugged Zhou Yajun gently.

Aunt Zhou took the opportunity to hug her.

Secretary Nan and Zhou Yajun looked at each other and smiled with relief.

It was like they had reached some kind of tacit understanding and wish.

What Wen Lan didn't realize was that Secretary Nan had seen countless people.

From the moment Wen Lan knelt down to support Zhou Yajun, he decided life or death with just one glance at her.

He felt that this woman had quite good character.

Is there anyone now who can bravely step forward to help an elderly person who has fallen down?

This matter has nothing to do with Wen Lan.

Secondly, Wen Lan didn’t even turn on the camera on her phone to leave evidence for herself.

Nan Yunshang was the first noble person Wen Lan met in the darkness.

So, good luck with noble people is not something out of reach.

Essentially.

Good luck with noble people is attracted by a person's temperament and character.

Wen Lan's gears of destiny began to turn!

It was at noon that day.

Sisters Shen Susu and Shen Ruanruan also made an appointment to have dinner together.

The location was chosen to be the Chinese restaurant in the five-star hotel where Shen Ruanruan had checked into a room with someone last night.

Matsutake mushroom and fish maw soup, creamy foie gras.

Thick-cut Japanese Wagyu beef and king crab...

Shen Ruanruan consumed too much energy last night.

She ordered a table full of delicacies from land and sea, but still felt it was not enough.

"Who were you with just now?"

Sister Shen Susu picked up a piece of Wagyu beef with chopsticks and went straight to the point.

"Who else? A big client."

Shen Ruanruan answered lightly.

"Aren't you in love with Song Yinong?"

"Why are you spending the night with another man?"

Song Yinong, Wen Lan's husband.

Working as a product planner in a travel agency.

Shen Ruanruan and Song Yinong were originally colleagues.

She works in the sales department, maintaining relationships with major financial clients.

After a few interactions, the two of them made eye contact and crossed the line.

However, Aquaman is versus Aquaman.

Each has its own brilliance, and they understand each other tacitly.

"So what if we're in love? Song Yinong isn't divorced."

"Besides, I was there last night, it was work-related."

Shen Ruanruan didn't think there was anything wrong with her trade of power for sex.

Shen Susu served her sister a bowl of fish maw.

"Does Song Yinong's wife know about your affairs?"

"You mean Wen Lan? You should know."

"I sent her a photo of me and Song Yinong being intimate. Do you understand?"

Shen Ruanruan slurped the fish maw.

Sharing private matters without hesitation.

"What if his wife still refuses to divorce him?"

"I just sent the video to her for her to enjoy, haha!"

At this point, Shen Susu finally found the answer to the question in her heart.

I just said, "It's a small world."

Wen Lan grasped the amount of information.

It seems that Wen Lan.

Not an ordinary housewife.

She only relies on observing people's words and expressions and details.

You can catch clues about Song Yinong's affair.

He could predict that he and Song Yinong must have some connection.

It seems that this layer of window paper can't be concealed for much longer.

Shen Ruanruan's identity cannot be hidden for long and is about to be revealed.

Thinking of this, Shen Susu sighed.

"Sister, why are you sighing for no reason?"

Shen Ruanruan stuffed her mouth with goose liver.

"I'm so hungry and so tired."

"That man was so aggressive last night! He came twice this morning!"

Although she was complaining, her cheeks were flushed like peach blossoms, and she looked very satisfied.

"Ruanruan, what's so good about Song Yinong? He's not a rich man."

Shen Susu was curious.

"But there's nothing wrong with him. He has a wide network of contacts. And..."

Shen Ruanruan laughed for no apparent reason.

"Song Yinong looks a lot like the senior I once had a crush on."

"Every time I sleep with him, I have this illusion."

Shen Susu rolled her eyes.

Her younger sister is even more willful than she is.

"Is that the senior you failed to pursue before?"

"Yes, Song Zheqi!"

"What a coincidence! He and Song Yinong both have the last name Song. Could they be from the same family?"

Shen Runrun thought, if they were a family, it would be quite dramatic!

"Sister, what about you?"

"Haven't you hooked up with your handsome boss yet?"

"You mean Bu Yufan? He is different from ordinary men."

Shen Susu answered helplessly.

Shen Ruanruan disagreed.

"Humph, I don't believe that all men in the world are equally evil!"

After Wen Lan sent Zhou Yajun home, she called her parents.

She has been busy looking for a job these days.

So she sent her daughter Wen Nuan to her grandparents' home.

"Mom, Nuannuan is going to be out of school soon, I'm sorry to have troubled you guys during this period!"

Wen Lan's parents are both soldiers.

The old couple are honest and humble, and they have good education methods.

Wen Lan was very relieved.

As for Wen Nuan, she is exactly six years old this year.

I am in the first grade of primary school and have a very deep relationship with my grandma and grandpa.

When the child was born, it was not a boy.

Song Yinong's parents looked displeased.

After learning that Wen Lan was unwilling to have another son.

She even refused to let her child take her father's last name.

Song Yinong is a Phoenix man and a mama's boy.

Before he had the chance to convey his parents' opinions, Wen Lan saw the clue.

She volunteered.

"This child will have my last name, and I've already decided on a name. That's it."

Wen Lan absolutely didn't want the baby she had carried for ten months to be rejected as soon as it was born!

And he was rejected by his own grandparents and biological father!

Song Yinong naturally had no objection.

He is looking forward to it.

Since Wen Nuan was born.

Song Yinong's false mask and true face became increasingly apparent.

Wen Lan could only blame herself for being too simple and naive in the past.

Unable to see through the complexity of human nature.

Before she knew it, Wen Lan arrived at the door of her home.

She took out her key and opened the door.

I only twisted it once and realized something was wrong.

This lock has been opened by someone.

Could it be that Song Yinong’s parents are here again?

Wen Lan gritted her teeth and walked into the house.

Every time the parents-in-law appear, there is always trouble.

As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't find her slippers.

Sure enough, her slippers were on her mother-in-law's feet.

My mother-in-law has severe athlete's foot and onychomycosis, so she can't keep these shoes.

The guest slippers were clearly placed in the shoe cabinet.

She has talked to her mother-in-law about this many times.

The result is that he always comes uninvited.

I always wear it wrong, and I don’t know if it’s accidental or intentional.

Is she the mother-in-law in this world?

Do you all like to wear your daughter-in-law's slippers?

"Dad, Mom."

Wen Lan was unwilling in every way.

Manners and upbringing are still there.

"Why did you come back just now?"

"You didn't buy any food?"

The mother-in-law came up and hit me on the head.

"How can you be so feminine?"

My father-in-law started again.

The in-laws are a perfect match.

It looks like there will be another storm today.

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