Flash marriage rich sickly little milk dog, upgrade to fight monsters

"So, don't be like her!" Wen Nuan still wanted to persuade her, "Break up with Xia Hu, and date someone as responsible as Dad!"

Wenrou threw herself on the bed, "Let me think about it!"

"Go take a shower! Take a shower before you go to sleep. You reek of alcohol!" Wen Nuan got out of bed and pulled Wen Rou up. "Be good and take a shower!"

Wenrou took a bath towel and pajamas and went to the bathroom. Her cell phone suddenly rang. Wenrou was afraid of waking up her father and the others, so she quickly answered the call, "Hello!"

"Are you Sister Wen Nuan?" A very clean male voice sounded.

Wen Nuan said, "I'm Wen Nuan, who are you?"

"I'm Wenrou's high school classmate, my name is Li Muzi. I want to ask if Wenrou has arrived home?" After asking, the boy laughed, "I'm confused! The phone is in Sister Wenrou's hands, so Wenrou must have arrived home!"

Wen Nuan was also amused by the boy, "Don't worry, she's back!"

"Then I won't bother you anymore, Sister Wen Nuan, good night!" Li Muzi said goodbye.

Wen Nuan inexplicably had a good impression of this boy, "Then I'll tell Wen Rou later."

"No need, Sister Wen Nuan!" Li Muzi hesitated and said, "Wen Rou doesn't like me to disturb her!"

Wen Nuan didn't understand, "Weren't you drinking together just now?"

"No! I'm in Beijing for graduate school! I saw Wenrou said she was unhappy and eating out on WeChat Moments, so I called to ask if she had returned home!"

Wen Nuan was filled with regret. How could Wen Rou not like such a good boy? "Thank you, Mu Zi!"

"Thank you, Sister Wen Nuan! Good night!"

Putting down Wenrou's phone, Wen Nuan picked up her own phone and looked at it. There was no message from Ye Binggang. It seemed that he was busy with his own things.

Wen Nuan lay down again, closed her eyes, and began counting sheep until sleepiness overwhelmed her.

The next day, Wen Nuan came to work dressed like before, which surprised Li Mingjuan. "Wen Nuan, why are you dressed like before?"

"Yesterday was for work!"

"But there's no need for you to dress so casually! You look five years older! Doesn't your little puppy dislike you?" Li Mingjuan said with a smile.

Wen Nuan shook her head, "I don't mind!"

"Then take a picture and send it to him to see how he reacts! Stand up, I'll take a picture for you!" Li Mingjuan took two pictures of Wen Nuan with her phone, then sent the original picture to her, "Pick one and send it to him."

Wen Nuan picked out a picture and sent it to Ye Binggang. She now had some doubts: he bought her so many beautiful clothes because he thought she was dressed too rustically.

After a while, Ye Binggang replied.

Muye: Sister, how can you be so considerate! You know I miss you, so you send me a photo to ease my pain.

Li Mingjuan, who was lying on Wen Nuan's shoulder and looking at her phone, immediately felt jealous, "Zi Yi, Wen Nuan's little puppy is so good at talking, and his mouth is so sweet!"

"He's a lawyer!" Ye Ziyi smiled, "He can argue even if it's unreasonable."

Wen Nuan: Am I not dressed in a tacky way?

Muye: Not tacky! Sister, clothes are for people. Clothes will show different things according to people's appearance and temperament. Sister, you look very plain and simple when you wear it like this.

Wen Nuan: Doesn’t it make you look old?

Muye: Sister, did anyone make you unhappy today? I feel like you don’t seem very confident today!

Wen Nuan: Maybe compared to yesterday, they look so different, haha!

Mu Ye: Maybe! Sister, you have to wear the clothes and shoes I bought for you! Otherwise it would be a waste!

Wen Nuan: Yes, change one every day!

Mu Ye: That’s the right way to think!

Wen Nuan: Did you go to Beijing?

Mu Ye: I have some things to do at school, and my tutor also asked me to do something.

Wen Nuan: Then you go ahead and get busy!

Mu Ye: Okay, sister, let’s talk in the evening!

Before Li Mingjuan had time to sigh, she saw the internal phone on Wen Nuan's desk ringing. When she saw it was the number from Wang Jingyang's office, she walked away consciously.

"Director!" Wen Nuan answered the phone.

"Come to my office." Wang Jingyang said only one sentence and hung up the phone.

After putting the microphone away, Wen Nuan slowly stood up, walked to the outside of Wang Jingyang's office, took a deep breath and then knocked on the door.

Walking into his office again, Wen Nuan felt different from before. She was no longer so reserved, but she was a little scared.

Wang Jingyang didn't let her sit either because he was packing his things and felt like going out.

He packed up his briefcase and handed Wen Nuan something that looked like a remote control. "This is the remote control for the underground garage. Take it and drive to and from get off work from now on!"

Wen Nuan refused, "This is inappropriate!"

Wang Jingyang sneered, "Do you think this is not a privilege you should enjoy?"

Wen Nuan had to admit that Wang Jingyang had the ability to judge people and see through her heart.

"I just want you to experience the feeling of having privileges, and then see if you will change your mind." Wang Jingyang stared at Wen Nuan, "I have never met anyone who doesn't like privileges."

Wen Nuan looked at the remote control in Wang Jingyang's hand without saying anything.

"I have to go to a meeting!" Wang Jingyang put the remote control into Wen Nuan's hands and walked out. "Send the document to Director Fang."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Nuan quickly put the remote control into her pocket, then took the documents on the table and walked out, locking the door for Wang Jingyang.

Wen Nuan walked to the deputy director's office and knocked on the door. After hearing the reply, she walked in and placed the document in front of the director in charge. "Director Fang, this is the document the director gave you."

"Where's the director?" Director Fang asked casually.

"He went out with his briefcase and said he had a meeting and asked me to bring the documents to you." Wen Nuan said, "I'm leaving now, Director Fang."

When Wen Nuan opened the door, Wen Jun, who was sitting opposite Director Fang, immediately said, "Xiao Wen's commentary performance was excellent this time, much better than Xiao Chen's!"

Director Fang hummed, "Director has a keen eye for talent!

"Xiao Wen has been in the bureau for six years and has always been under your command, right? You could have been the mentor and handed the position over to the director." Wen Jun said with a smile.

Director Fang also laughed, "Yeah! Xiao Wen's talent was almost buried."

Wen Jun smiled obscenely, "Normally this little Wen doesn't show off her talents, but I didn't expect that after dressing up, she would be even prettier than those girls."

With a laugh, Director Fang said to Wen Jun meaningfully, "Director Wen, some things are better left unsaid! Be careful, there may be ears on the other side of the wall!"

Wen Jun chuckled, "I'm just afraid someone has already thought of it."

"Director Wen, be careful with your words!" Director Fang's tone became serious, and his face became serious. "Please don't say this in front of me again!"

Wen Jun was immediately upset when he was warned by Director Fang, who was younger than him, in such a tone. "I am not making this up! I cannot tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes!"

Director Fang smiled briefly. "Director Wen has a good eye. Anyway, I didn't notice anything. My tone may not have been good just now, but I reminded you out of friendship. Whether you listen or not is not my business."

After thinking about it, Wenjun said to Director Fang: "Thank you for your reminder!"