After the divorce, the ex-husband wanted to be in power every day

Chapter 247
If Gu Jinmo was such a person, Gu Jinxiao could have found Zhang Lan to help him instead of hiding in hiding for so many years.

Although she didn't know what happened back then, if Gu Jinmo was really such a person, she wouldn't have given up everything about the Gu family so quickly.

When she posted this Weibo, what she waited for was not belief, but endless abuse.

Seeing those vicious words, Wen Yan's nose was sore.

Gu Jinmo died, his relatives also left him, and no one spoke for him except himself.

When he died, the truth was buried.

What happened to Gu Jinxiao made her heart skip a beat, and she didn't realize it when she reached the bus stop.

Suddenly, a voice called out:
"You are Wen Yan!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and immediately everyone looked at her.

Wen Yan, that murderer's ex-wife Gu Jinmo?
Now everyone is holding a mobile phone, Gu Jinxiao is broadcasting live again, and Kyoto is a city where online entertainment spreads very quickly, Wen Yan's appearance quickly ignited the anger of the young people present.

"Your ex-husband is that kind of person and you still speak for her. Human meat steamed buns are so delicious?"

"If you speak for him like this, Gu Jinmo will give you a lot of inheritance, right?"

"All the parties have come out and broke the news, but you are still talking nonsense with your eyes open, your conscience has been eaten by dogs!"

……

These people gradually gathered around, Wen Yan gritted his teeth, and slowly backed away.

The crowd became more and more angry, and it was unknown who started it. When a water bottle was thrown at her, countless rubbish were also thrown at her.

In the nick of time, a hand grabbed her wrist and helped her avoid a water bottle.

"boarding."

The man's low voice suppressed his anger.

Wen Yan's mind was blank, he glanced at the man, gritted his teeth, and followed him into the Rolls Royce next to him.

In the driver's seat, Jin Zhanmo was wearing sunglasses and a mask, and there was a faint chill on his body.

Wen Yan took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breathing, and thanked him softly.

Jin Zhanmo was wearing black gloves, casually resting on the steering wheel, with his head slightly tilted: "Where does Miss Xie want to go?"

His voice was dull and low, with a hint of nasality, and seemed loose and lazy.

Wen Yan looked at the people in the rearview mirror, and the people inside were also looking at her.

The thick sunglasses couldn't hide his soul-stirring eyes.

A pebble fell into the calm lake in her heart, jumped slightly, and rippled in circles, getting bigger and bigger.

Her voice was hoarse: "Fujing Street."

Fujing Street is the most prosperous street in Kyoto, with a century-long history, where various department stores gather.

Jin Zhanmo didn't speak, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slid out smoothly.

There was a lot of traffic outside the window, and the setting sun was cut into pieces through the glass window and fell into the car, casting a layer of afterglow on her quiet side face.

"Miss Xie." There was no trace of emotion in Jin Zhanmo's voice, "Do you believe Gu Jinxiao's words?"

Wen Yan slowly raised his eyes, under the long eyelashes was a pair of clear eyes like water.

"Do not believe."

The setting sun was a bit dazzling, she narrowed her eyes slightly: "Gu Jinmo is not such a person."

She has been with him for three years, so she can't say she understands him completely, but she is still sure of his basic character.

Gu Jinmo has many shortcomings, but when it comes to human life, he will not be so hasty.

Gu Jinmo looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact he has been living in Gu Jinxiao's shadow.

If life could be exchanged for life, Gu Jinmo would definitely choose to sacrifice himself.

Thinking of the figure that rushed towards him without hesitation, Wen Yan pursed his lips tightly, his heart throbbing with pain.

Gu Jinxiao didn't hesitate to smear his younger brother in order to restore his identity, so he looked like a truly unscrupulous person.

"I didn't expect Ms. Xie to trust Gu Jinmo's character so much. It's really touching." Jin Zhanmo's voice could not hear joy or anger, "Now that Gu Jinmo has become a street mouse, everyone shouts and beats, probably only Ms. Xie is willing. Trust him."

The last voice had a hint of melancholy.

In fact, he also watched Gu Jinxiao's live broadcast.

When he knew that Gu Jinxiao was alive, he was so happy that he didn't sleep all night, but after investigation and in-depth understanding, he found that Gu Jinxiao had been waiting for an opportunity.

If he didn't die, Gu Jinxiao would try every means to make him "die".

In that fire, Gu Jinxiao sacrificed himself to save him, and when he walked out of the house, the house had already collapsed, there was no such thing as Gu Jinxiao saying that he framed him himself.

What exactly is Gu Jinxiao's purpose?
Why do you pretend to be dead when you're not dead?
Thinking of his closest brother being a stranger to him, Jin Zhanmo's aura was terribly gloomy.

Feeling the coldness on his body, Wen Yan pursed his lips, simply closed his eyelids, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Soon we arrived at Fujing Street.

The car stopped, and she quickly got out of the car. When the door was closed, Jin Zhanmo asked again: "Do you really believe that Gu Jinmo is a good person?"

Wen Yan paused, then smiled: "I believe."

If Gu Jinmo was a bad person, he wouldn't have protected her for three years after being married for three years.

She used to think that Gu Jinmo and Su Qianqian teamed up to kill her grandma until Xu Zenian told the truth.

It turned out that Gu Jinmo really didn't participate, and the person behind the scenes was more like Gu Jinxiao.

Back then, Gu Jinmo was reluctant to marry her. A marriage without an emotional basis shouldn't expect extravagant love.

In that marriage, it was not Gu Jinmo who was wrong, but her.

She was too demanding.

Wen Yan's heart ached slightly, and his tone was gentle: "Mr. Jin, thank you for your help."

The time for the meeting was approaching, and if it wasn't for him, she might still be stuck at the bus stop.

Jin Zhanmo gave a soft "um", and the corners of his lips raised slightly uncontrollably.

She said she believed him.

The simple word is like a hot flame, dispelling the coldness of his days.

Wen Yan walked briskly towards another alley.

Not long after she left, Xue Ziqi walked quickly to the car with her bag in hand, and tapped lightly on the window.

"Mr. Kim..."

The car window slowly rolled down. Today's Xue Ziqi was specially dressed, her makeup was thicker than usual, she wore a white fur coat on her shoulders, and her hair was made into big waves. At first glance, she looked a bit bright.

"It's just a few steps away from this alley." Xue Ziqi glanced at the entrance of the alley out of the corner of her eye, her tone deliberately flattering, "My friend got us two tickets, we can sneak in."

She straightened her wrist, revealing the golden entrance ticket on the cuff.

As expected of the "W" organization, even the admission tickets are made in the form of pure gold with diamonds, and there is no chance of imitation at all.

Jin Zhanmo took off his sunglasses with one hand, revealing his handsome sword eyebrows, and a sharp edge in his slender black eyes.

Seeing that Jin Zhanmo was silent, Xue Ziqi's palms were slightly sweaty.

"Mr. Jin, the meeting is about to start."

Jin Zhanmo seemed like he had no intention of getting out of the car at all. If he missed this time, it would be difficult to get in again.

"Don't worry, with these two coupons, no one will doubt our identity."

She knew that Gu Jinmo had always wanted to know Wen Yan's position and identity in the organization, as long as she stepped into the gate of the meeting, she would be able to know everything about the "W" organization.

Her friend has already found out Wen Yan's identity, saying that she has an ambiguous relationship with several men in the organization.

Just as she had guessed, Wen Yan was not a decent person in the organization at all, but Xiaomi who relied on a man for his position.

She couldn't wait for Gu Jinmo to take a look, to see how dirty Wen Yan's gentle and pure skin was.

"Mr. Kim..."

Seeing Jin Zhanmo's hand resting on the steering wheel without moving, Xue Ziqi said anxiously: "If you don't go in, it will be too late!"

　Thank you for stealing Mibao's monthly pass before it's too late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)