After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

Ah Yuan felt very upset when she saw Wen Yan and Ming Feifei being surrounded by so many people.

She muttered: "What Wen Yan and Wen Heng are, get out of here."

She stuffed the last bite of cake into her mouth, glanced at Wen Yan, who was as handsome as a groom, and drank the beer. She placed the cup heavily on the table and turned around to leave.

After taking two steps, the spotlight on her head fell, and she noticed that everyone was looking at her.

Ah Yuan straightened her back, raised her chin, her swan neck was dazzlingly white under the light, and her pair of almond-shaped round eyes glanced around leisurely.

Wen Heng walked slowly over on crutches, with firm and deep eyes. Under everyone's gaze, he stood in front of A-Yuan and held A-Yuan's hand.

Ah Yuan subconsciously retracted.

Wen Heng focused his entire body on the crutch, leaned his neck forward, and whispered in Ayuan's ear: "We finally meet."

He stood up straight, his eyes spread across everyone, and then back to A-yuan's face: "A-yuan, I have been waiting for your answer. Have you thought about it?"

Ah Yuan deliberately pretended to be stupid: "What are you thinking about?"

Wen Heng shook her hand lovingly, "Then I ask again, from now on, no matter what you become, I want to protect you, okay?"

Ah Yuan raised her hand and pushed her hair behind her ears, "This question..."

Wen Heng took her raised index finger and said, "I know, you are shy, so you used your fingers to hint that I could wear a ring for you."

Ayuan: "..."

Just stroking your hair, how can you explain it this way?
If she hadn't known from the waiter half an hour in advance that the young master was Master Wen, she would have been petrified by now.

Wen Heng touched his trouser pocket with a disappointed look on his face, "I remember bringing the ring over, maybe I forgot about it. I'll wear it for you alone later, okay?"

His eyes were so sincere that Ayuan almost thought it was true.

We still haven't found out what medicine Wen Heng's gourd is selling. Will she refuse or accept it?

Ah Yuan stepped back a little, "I haven't thought about it yet."

With so many pairs of eyes watching, Wen Heng was humiliated. He grasped the crutch with his fingers and smiled forcefully: "I know, I will try my best."

A reporter was itching to watch the excitement and urged: "Promise Master Wen! You will not have to worry about food and drink in the future!"

Then, similar voices came one after another. Ayuan did not answer the question, and glanced over with a scrutinizing look, "Is this considered a forced marriage?"

The voice was neither salty nor cool, and combined with the proud posture, everyone lost the confidence to speak loudly.

Wen Yan seemed to see the wish he made a few years ago coming back, and his body was shaken.

Wen Heng smiled and smoothed things over: "Didn't you agree that night? Well, girls should be reserved. Don't force her, I will work hard to pursue her."

Ah Yuan said nothing.

Wen Heng held her hand and walked towards Wen Hongjun. Ah Yuan wanted to break away, but when she caught Wen Yan's gaze, she held Wen Heng's hand angrily.

Wen Heng introduced: "Father, this is my fiancée."

Wen Hongjun's eyes were full of shock. His first reaction was to look at Wen Yan, as if asking what was going on.

Wen Yan had already turned to stone and could hear nothing.

Wen Heng's words "I want to protect you, is that okay" were still echoing in my head. In the past two months, he not only missed her recovery period, but also seemed to miss her.

No!
The string in my head is broken.

Wen Yan walked over and a body leaned on top of him.

Ming Feifei held the empty wine glass, her whole face flushed, her eyes blurred: "Wen Yan, your eldest brother actually has a fiancée! She is also... your bodyguard! Not only is she not dead, she is back to cause trouble!"

Wen Yan grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside to a place where no one was around. His deep voice was filled with anger: "You know she was about to die, right?"

Ming Feifei was already drunk and shook her head: "I don't know. Wen Heng, how could he be with another woman? He clearly said he would have a candlelight dinner with me..."

At this moment, Wen Yan was about to explode when he heard the name Wen Heng, "Tell me, what did you do to A Yuan? Did you instruct Wen Yao to do that?"

"No, no, it's Xu Jia Mi. Wen Yan, don't blame me, I've always been on your side." Ming Feifei was so shocked by his urgent words that her eyes became clear.

"As expected." Wen Yan shook her off and walked towards Wen Hongjun and others.

Ming Feifei looked up at his angry look with drunken eyes, her eyes darting around, "Go ahead, let out your anger, it's best to break them up!"

Wen Heng was filled with joy when he saw him approaching in a menacing manner. He introduced him with a smile, "Second brother, come cut the cake with me later. Speaking of which, today is also your birthday on the lunar calendar."

Ayuan on the side glanced at Wen Yan and quickly looked away, looking at the ceiling and the handsome guys and beauties in the distance, but not at him.

Wen Yan suppressed his anger and said, "Brother has a good memory."

"Are you satisfied with the gift that brother has prepared for you?" Wen Heng looked at Ayuan beside him and asked him.

Wen Yan naturally understood that the gift he meant was the breaking news of a proposal.

No matter how angry Wen Yan was, he knew that in front of Wen Hongjun, he could not let his polite persona collapse. He smiled softly: "I don't know what you call a gift, but I did prepare it for eldest brother. Got a gift.”

"Oh?" Wen Heng was surprised, looked at Wen Hongjun and asked, "Father, do you know what it is?"

Wen Hongjun smiled enigmatically, "Let him tell you himself."

Wen Yan walked to the central podium and used the microphone to amplify his voice: "Today is a good day. I am too embarrassed to stand here without a gift, so I borrowed flowers and offered them to Buddha to celebrate that my eldest brother can stand up again, and at the same time I wish him a happy birthday. "

He took a document from Cheng Qing and turned to hand the document to Wen Heng, "Brother, this is Abey, a relatively mature product of the laboratory. You should know that now I will hand over its entire line to You manage it, and I hope we can contribute to society with Wen’s blessing.”

Abey is a nutritional product from the laboratory. It is selling well on the market and accounts for [-]% of the maternal and infant market.

Wen Heng held the delivery documents and carefully looked at them one by one. After confirming that they were correct, he forgot about his usual expression and held Wen Yan's hand, his eyes bursting with excitement: "Second brother, thank you for your trust in eldest brother."

Wen Yan shook his hand back and calmly showed a forced smile: "It should be."

Ever since Wen Hongjun knew that Wen Heng could walk, he always used words to criticize him. He had to give this big gift if he didn't want to, so why not give it in a generous way and still have the initiative.

After all the big news at the reception, Wen Hongjun went to the lounge to rest for a while and asked Wen Heng about his fiancée.

"Wen Heng, are you serious?" Wen Hongjun wiped away the gentle smile on his face, and became as gloomy as a volcano erupting at any time.

Wen Heng answered tremblingly: "Yes, but Ayuan hasn't agreed yet."

"Stop thinking like that, your wife should be a perfect match."