The beloved one of the rich brother

Wen Yiyou changed his clothes and came out, washing his hands with his head down.

A familiar and mocking voice suddenly sounded beside me, "Oh, I never knew you were really capable of this."

Wen Yiyu paused, washing her hands without raising her head. After a while, she calmly turned off the faucet, took out a tissue calmly, and wiped her hands gently.

After throwing the tissue into the trash can, she completed the whole set of actions before looking up at Luo Nanyan.

"What a coincidence!" Wen Yiyu uttered these two words lightly and asked back with some curiosity, "Are you skipping work or taking a leave?" After all, today is still a working day.

Luo Nanyan choked and was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.

She slowed down and retorted, "Why are you pretending?"

"What am I pretending to be?" Wen Yiyou was confused.

"What festival did we have that you don't remember?"

"Of course I remember!" Wen Yiyou replied immediately, rolling her eyes at her, "So please take the initiative to apologize to me!"

The more Luo Nanyan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. "You are sick! You poured it on my head in front of so many people. I lost my image and my job. And you still think I will apologize to you?" The more aggrieved she became, the angrier she became. "You... are you relying on the fact that Mr. Huo dotes on you and you want to act like a tyrant and be unreasonable?"

Wen Yiyou couldn't help but frown when she heard this. Before she could refute, Luo Nanyan's malicious voice sounded again:

"Are you ignorant or naive? For a man like Mr. Huo who is at the top of the pyramid, would you really be the only woman he has?"

She saw the hot searches a few days ago. The woman in the bar was her. Even if she didn't show her face, Luo Nanyan could recognize her as Wen Yiyu. But the woman who came out of Huo Chengluo's house the next day in Huo Chengluo's car was Shu Yingxue. The news of the marriage with the Qin family was still a hot topic.

Luo Nanyan looked as if she understood everything. In her opinion, most men were like this. Top men with family background, good looks, ability, power and money also had the habit of playing with women.

Being able to deal with so many women and make them get along harmoniously and peacefully is also a reflection of their abilities.

In her eyes, no matter how good a man's reputation is, he is the same.

Anyway, they know how to spend money and time to please women and satisfy women. And if women can obtain resources from them and get what they want, it is also a success, which is a win-win situation.

Looking at Wen Yiyu's naivety and ignorance, who thought that she could marry into a wealthy family as a matter of course because she had received a man's unique love, Luo Nanyan couldn't help but feel a little indignant.

She managed to suppress her voice with great difficulty, but her tone was still blatantly hostile, "You are such a fool. Mr. Huo is doting on you now, so you should cherish it! I don't know how long you can enjoy it!"

Hearing Luo Nanyan's words, Wen Yiyu's good mood instantly faded, and she said unhappily, "Luo Nanyan, you are really sick!"

"I said you are the idiot, why are you pretending to be so noble?"

"We ordinary people should not be obsessed with pure love."

"Boss Huo has a well-matched fiancée, the eldest daughter of the Qin family, and privately he has a childhood sweetheart, Shu Yingxue."

"And you, at best, are a person supported by a man who occasionally drags you out to show off his strength, but in reality you are just a vase being played with. Why are you so complacent?"

Every word that Luo Nanyan uttered was unpleasant and harsh, causing Wen Yiyu's originally slightly frowned brows to tighten even more.

Luo Nanyan seemed to have let it go as she spoke. She shrugged and began to touch up her makeup in front of the mirror. "If I were you, I would be more obedient and well-behaved when I was favored, and just get what I wanted. When the man gets tired of me one day, I can give him a huge breakup fee, and then use the money to find the next sponsor while I'm still young and beautiful."

Luo Nanyan's unscrupulous remarks refreshed Wen Yiyu's cognition. She slightly widened her eyes and looked at her in disbelief.

Luo Nanyan saw Wen Yiyu's reaction in the mirror and glanced at her speechlessly, "Seeing you like this, I don't bother to care about you anymore."

After a pause, he couldn't help but persuade her: "I advise you not to waste the opportunity to be with Mr. Huo. His circle is difficult for ordinary people to reach. Now you have a chance, broaden your horizons, take the opportunity to pay attention to getting to know more other upper-class people, maybe one day one of them will become your next successor!"

Luo Nanyan's words made Wen Yiyu's head go numb for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Luo Nanyan continued to speak in a rush, "How about this? Even if Mr. Huo gets tired of you in the future, you can still seize the opportunity to quickly join the next sponsor, and you can continue to enjoy the elegant and luxurious upper-class life. A seamless transition is ideal, isn't it?"

Looking back at the past records of negotiations with Luo Nanyan, Wen Yiyu, who was never speechless and always had the upper hand, was completely silent and stunned at this moment.

Luo Nanyan seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, her expression unchanged, and she kept talking, "Of course, it's hard to meet another man as good and stunning as Mr. Huo, but if you want to continue to maintain your upper-class life, you might as well be compatible with the lower class! The most important thing is the result."

She spread her hands and said, "Forget it. Because of you, I have failed with Mr. Huo. There is no hope." Her tone sounded like she accepted her fate, but more of it was free and easy.

She knew herself well and did not expect to be able to successfully marry into a top wealthy family right after she made her move. She did her homework and joined the Horton Group because she was going for his resources.

To be bold, she only regarded him as a high-level resource tool library. She knew very well that the resource libraries around him must be richer.

She only presents herself as a commodity tool, looking for opportunities to realize her own value and get what she wants. She clearly realizes that many women are just playthings of the upper class.

Now that she can't even get close, she has to stop the loss in time and change her target as soon as possible.

Changing the subject, Luo Nanyan said excitedly, "But the young master Murong I met now is so rich and powerful. The point is that in addition to being rich, his appearance and figure are not inferior to Mr. Huo at all. I have to hold him firmly in my hands."

Luo Yanyan put away her makeup powder box and put it back into her handbag. She casually mentioned, "By the way, Mr. Huo's childhood sweetheart Shu Yingxue is here too."

"But he is really good at Taoism. Seeing you two being so affectionate, you can still maintain your elegance and composure on the surface. I should learn from him."

Wen Yiyu stood there motionless.

Luo Nanyan, who was about to leave with her handbag, suddenly approached her and said mysteriously, "In the future, perhaps, we can share resources." Then he straightened his body and winked at her, with a hint and flattering meaning, "In this way, we can turn enemies into friends and officially become allies. What do you think?"

Wen Yiyou looked at her quietly without saying anything. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "What resource sharing?"

Luo Nanyan immediately showed a look of disappointment, "You are so stupid, of course you are a man."

After taking a breath, she whispered, "Now that we have squeezed into this circle, are we still worried about not being able to meet top quality men?"

After a pause, Luo Nanyan looked her up and down, curled her lips, and even though she was unwilling, she had to admit, "Besides, your appearance, figure, and temperament are all top-notch, and you are definitely favored by men."