Chapter 807: "I do n’t give you any property because you will be my woman again sooner or later."

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Wen Hanxun's face, which was accustomed to the laziness and rareness, was frozen a little, and his eyes quietly sharpened.
"I also heard that President Wen got married because he was tired of getting ready to go ashore, and there just happened to be such a woman who loves you and is suitable for marriage, so you chose to marry her. Madam Zun may not even know that, It's pitiful to say whether my husband loves her or not ... "
"Enough," Wen Hanyi interrupted him in a chilling tone, his face was sour, and his eyebrows were gloomy. "You dare to say one more word in front of her ..."
"I'm not interested," Mo Shichen smiled lightly. "I'm only interested in the women I like. President Wen, since you still care about your wife, it's better to eat with her."
Besides, he didn't go to see Wen Han's face, and took Wen Hua to another elevator.
Until the elevator door closed slowly after entering, Mo Shichen lowered his head to look at the woman's face next to him, seeing that she never said a word, "Are you angry?"
"If it's going to be angry, then every time I see you don't have to do anything other than get angry."
The man stretched his arms around her waist and coaxed her in a low voice. "If you are angry, you can lose your temper with me."
Wen Zheng glanced at his head. "I didn't hit you."
But after smashing, he accompany him to eat. In fact, he could guess one or two points. Most of her thought that if she refused, he would still have a entanglement. It would be better to eat a meal simply. Of course, he didn't care about it. He only cares about the results.
Wen Min's mind was obviously not on it. She said something irrelevant, "I was just thinking, my brother loves my sister-in-law."
Mo Shichen was basically right. When her brother-in-law was together, she didn't think they would get married. She knew that her sister-in-law loved her brother very much, but she couldn't tell whether her brother liked it or not. She's bitch.
Love seems to be a little careless, say no love ... every time the sister-in-law has something, her brother cares a lot, and there is no peach-colored scandal after they get married.
Mo Shichen touched her hair and said lightly, "Looking at his response, I probably care."
After all, Wen Han's face rarely changed color.
With a quick sigh, Wen skipped the topic.
As soon as the elevator door opened, the two went out side by side.
After walking for a while, Wen Ye found that his hand was still being held by the man. From the moment he took her out of her brother's elevator, she frowned and tried to pull it out, but the man's face did not change color, as if Perceived, but actually made Qiao Li, just refused to let her out,
She finally gave up the struggle and let him hold him.
Mo Shichen was taller than her, and Wen Zheng didn't turn his face to look at him, so she didn't see the man's slightly raised lips.
The two ate at a nearby Western restaurant.
After taking a seat, Wen Yan looked at the chair that she had pulled for her and returned to the opposite seat. The handsome-looking man asked out loud, "Is your wound cured?"
The man smiled mildly. "It doesn't matter."
She woke up, and then went out of content.
The meal was very quiet. Wen Ye kept his head down and ate something. When he took the initiative to talk to her, she would respond a few words. Her attitude was not particularly indifferent, but she was completely out of touch with the heat.
After eating, she ate a little dessert and drank a glass of fruit juice. Mo Shichen naturally did not eat these. She smiled at the corners of her lips and looked at her so quietly.
He whispered, as she bit her straw to drink orange juice, "I'll pick you up at night?"
Wen Zheng looked up, "Are you going to come to me for dinner every day?"
"It's OK to take you home."
She smiled. "My apartment is only about ten minutes away from the company. You drive for thirty or forty minutes. Will you take me home?"
"..."
He whispered, "I'll pick you up at night and accompany me for an entertainment."
Wen Zheng pouted, "Don't go."
"I want to ask you to help me."
Wen Yan did not speak, waiting for him to speak later.
The man stretched his tone, and seemed to have a bit of helplessness. "Xia Dong married his eldest daughter to Mo Shiqian, and now he is thinking about selling his young daughter to me ... He invited me to dinner at night, for sure Bring his daughter again, stay with me, huh? "
Xia Dong's daughter?
Oh, Xia Liulan, the one he had thrown out at the hospital last time ...
Wen Xun expressed a puzzled expression, "Xia Tangtang married Mo Shiqian. When he divorced, he was born in a net household. He didn't get any benefits. I married you. I didn't dare ask you for a dime when I divorced ... ... just like that, he pushed his daughter into the fire pit? "
"..."
Mo Shichen looked at her speechlessly.
After a few seconds of silence, he felt it necessary to clarify for himself, "I do n’t share the property with you, because sooner or later you will be my woman again. I am not so straightforward that my wife who has been married for a few years will have nothing No, it's just a complicated and unnecessary process. "
Wen Ming muttered deliberately, "Who knows whether you are telling the truth or not, anyway, if you listen well, you have always come by hand."
"..."
"Also, Xia Tangtang's daughter has nothing to do with Mo Shiqian, so what exactly is the truth of their marriage remains to be questioned."
He didn't want to explain anything to Mo Shiqian, but he felt that the man's name was only a word different from his name, which would affect his image, especially Wen Wen said, as if ... the two brothers of the Mo family are all the way All things forced his wife to come from a net household.
Wen Ye was surprised, "Xia Tangtang's daughter ... isn't Mo Shiqian?"
"Ok."
She whispered softly, "So it is ..."
This is the case, Mo Shiqian and Chi Huan regrouped, and after recombination, it seems that they have not done any support duties to the little mango. Think about them when they were married, they were in a hurry and quickly. Maybe they each had the necessary support. Everyone.
Wen Yan supported his chin and asked quite a bit of gossip, "Who is that little mango's father?"
The man casually said, "As long as it's not me, I care who it is."
"..."
She looked at her, "Xia Dong should know that, so I want to marry your little daughter to you again."
"Maybe."
Wen Yan's straw stirred the unfinished fruit juice. "Don't you think about it, Xia Dong has always been weighty on the board of directors. If you marry his daughter, you will have an extra assistant, and you may not even need to be suppressed by your brother. And, Xia Liulan is young and beautiful ... when you marry you, not only is the door right, but Mo's son also has a small wife who envys others. "
"You're my woman, the president's wife of Clod-Summer, and the hostess of the Lawrence family, but you're more envious of half a globe than me marrying a noisy little girl like Xia Liulan, you give me a nod?
"..."