beauty hunter

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Seeing Mama Wen come in, Lu Xiaorui and Susu screamed together on the bed, and hurriedly pulled the quilt over to cover their faces.

Mother Wen came back to her senses, and lifted the quilt in the past: "What's the matter with your face?"

The two women looked at each other, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and burst out laughing.

Lu Xiaorui's left eye socket and Susu's right eye socket were both blackened at the same time!

Mother Wen said in a daze, "Did you fight?"

Lu Xiaorui laughed hard: "Who... who told her to harm me!" "

"Who... who hurt you?" Susu held her belly and laughed, "Who... who told you to pick... pick that set..."

Mama Wen looked at them back and forth inexplicably.

Are these two girls playing dumb?

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Mama Wen raised her voice, "Come here!" Then she went out of the room to open the door.

Outside the door, a man of medium build was wearing a lapel short-sleeved T-shirt and slacks, and asked politely, "Does Wen Yan live here?"

Mother Wen asked suspiciously, "You are..."

"Oh, I'm a friend of his, someone asked me to give him a letter." The man handed over the khaki envelope in his hand, "Auntie, please give it to him."

Mama Wen took it, and the man bowed slightly, turned and left.

It was almost nine o'clock, when Wen Yan finished teaching Mi Ting and went home, he saw the envelope delivered.

When pinched lightly, there is a hard texture inside, like hard paper like an invitation card.

Mother Wen looked at him aside: "Nine out of ten letters these days are bills. You're not a reminder, are you? You don't write clearly on the envelope."

Without further ado, Wen Yan went back to the room and took out the wallet, took out the ICBC card with at least [-] to [-] yuan left, stuffed it into Wen's mother's hand, and told her the password.

Mother Wen said in a daze: "What do you mean? Entrust the funeral?"

Wen Yan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "What are you thinking! Mom, go back and check how much money is on the card, so as not to worry about my debts later."

Mother Wen cheered up: "How much?"

Wen Yan lowered his voice: "This year's living expenses should be covered."

Mother Wen's eyes lit up: "So many!"

Wen Yan thought for a while: "Of course it also depends on how high our living expenses are."

Mother Wen took the card and turned around and ran to the door.

Wen Yan smiled.

As the elderly get older, they tend to worry more.

Opening the envelope, it turned out to be a post, with the word "Print" printed on the cover.

"Gauntlet!"

Looking through it, Wen Yan was both amused and surprised.

Sure enough, as Mi Ting said, the people from Changhe Gymnasium are here!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Wen Yan went to open the door. Mi Ting, who was still sweating on his face, was about to speak when he suddenly saw the gauntlet in his hand and said in astonishment, "This is... Huh? Changhe Gymnasium really found you?"

Wen Yan was slightly surprised: "From what you mean, do you know who leaked my secret?"

"I forgot to mention just now," Mi Ting snorted, "After Yuan He found me yesterday, he also found Han Tianqi."

"Hehe." Wen Yan smiled thoughtfully.

"Still laughing!" Mi Ting was annoyed.

"What is the opponent's name Zhang Cang, do you know him?" Wen Yan said relaxedly.

"It's not Yuan He himself? Then he checks you himself?" Mi Ting was a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's to make sure I'm qualified enough to take on the challenge." Wen Yan said so much that he laughed.

"When? Will you pick it up?" Mi Ting asked.

Wen Yan handed her the battle post.

"Huh?" Mi Ting was taken aback.

"Stay for a while and throw it away for me."

"What!" Mi Ting petrified instantly.

Even though she is not from the martial arts world, she also knows that throwing a letter of challenge is definitely an insult to people!

"If you want to challenge me, you must first let me confirm whether you are qualified to challenge. This is basic courtesy." Wen Yan was serious.

"Forget it. It's not that Yuan He shouldn't have a big problem. Let me talk about another matter." Mi Ting said sternly, "Du Mo has a son named Du Yuwei, don't you know?"

Wen Yan understood as soon as he heard it, and smiled.

Mi Ting was surprised and said, "Look at what you mean, is it really you who took Du Yuwei away?"

After Wang Lei's death, the police concluded the case as "suicide" due to various factors.But Du Mo's son was taken hostage by the people at the funeral meeting, so of course he couldn't let it go.

As a result, after repeated searches, it was found that Xiao Du was under house arrest in a private house of Wang Lei, but when the police rushed over, they found out that Xiao Du had been robbed two days ago.

And according to the description of the people in the house, it is very likely that Fang Yidao, the overlord of Pingyuan's underground world, robbed people.

Just received the call, Mi Ting just knew that Wen Yan and Fang Yidao had an unusual relationship, so after much deliberation, she decided to come over and ask for clarification.

Wen Yan smiled.

Mi Ting frowned and said, "What exactly are you planning?"

Wen Yan answered irrelevantly: "I think it's time for Du Mo to know the news."

Mi Ting asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Wen Yan had a meaningful expression on his face: "Trust me, don't worry about this matter."

After so many days, Du Mo should basically turn from worrying to going crazy, it's time to meet him.

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, just as Wen Yan stepped into Shangzhuxuan's door, his cell phone rang.

Wen Yan looked at the phone, and found that it was Wen Jing calling.

"Hey?"

"Brother Wen, are you free today?" The other end was very direct.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Wen Yan could hear her eagerness.

"Well, it's like this, I found Ma Tianyuan, can I please..." Wen Jing hesitated a bit.

Wen Yan understood.

This beauty is still thinking about treating that second-shooting man and childhood sweetheart.

"No."

"Huh?" Wen Jing was stunned.

"No one in this world lives for him, and now he wants me to treat him," Wen Yan said calmly, "Tell him to Shangzhuxuan and pay for treatment."

Ma Tianyuan's physical condition, from the observation that day, has already half-stepped into the gate of hell.However, his condition is only a weakened pulse, not a disorder, so treatment will be relatively easy. Wen Yan has the confidence to cure him.

But this kind of wayward and arrogant rich second generation always thinks that he is the core of the world, and makes troubles when encountering some troubles. Wen Yan has no interest in putting hot faces on cold chrysanthemums.

"This..." Wen Jing on the other end was speechless.

"Also, remember my last suggestion." Wen Yan said gently, "If you don't like him, don't care about him, because in his heart, losing you may be more serious than losing your life."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan turned to look at Michelle who had been standing next to him for 2 minutes: "Won't you be a little sneaky when you eavesdrop on someone's phone call?"

"Who eavesdropped? I'm waiting for you to finish typing before we can talk!" Michelle said confidently.

"You have a thick skin." Wen Yan adjusted his glasses.

"You!" Michelle clenched her fist.

Wen Yan finally noticed the difference between this beauty and her sister Mi Ting.

Mi Ting is usually kind and gentle, but she can go through fire and water when she gets angry; Mi Xue usually has a temper like a big lady, but she hardly knows how to fight when she gets angry.

Uh, this is of course also related to the combat effectiveness of the two. After all, Mi Ting is a policeman and Mi Xue is a young lady.

"Get down to business." Wen Yan reminded.

"Hmph, I want to rearrange your working hours." Michelle calmed down, "From now on, you will go to work at nine in the morning, in Mi's underwear."

"Huh?" Wen Yan didn't react for a while.

"Don't forget, you are also my breast-appraisal consultant for Mi's underwear now!" Michelle reminded him.

"I resign!" Wen Yan didn't even think about it.This takes up too much free time!

"Shut up! Let me tell you one thing before I speak." Michelle looked at him a little evilly, "The total number of employees in Mi's underwear headquarters is about 2000, of which 93% are women, and 90% of the women are aged Between the ages of 20 and 30."

"Uh, I mean, I accept." Wen Yan's eyes lit up.

"Mi's work until 12 o'clock, lunch break counts as two hours for you, return to Shangzhuxuan at [-] o'clock in the afternoon." Michelle looked like she knew you would agree, "The off-duty time remains the same, and the commercial shooting is changed to [-] o'clock in the afternoon .In addition, the original rotation system has been changed to a single day off every week, you should have no objection to this, because you seem to have never taken any time off."

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses.

If you want to earn more money to support your family, of course you have to put in more energy. This is a common principle throughout the ages.

There was a knock on the door.

The two turned their heads at the same time, and they were shocked.

The shiny white-haired Mizhe walked in energetically: "Good afternoon!"

The two looked at each other.

What is he doing here?

Mizhe made a gesture, and the two bodyguards in black suits followed behind him immediately exited the gate, guarding one on the left and the other on the right.

Wen Yan showed surprise.

Since leaving South China Sea, these two are definitely the strongest bodyguards he has ever seen.Wang Lei boasted that his bodyguards were not even afraid of special forces, and it was Mizhe who could really give people that strong sense of pressure.

Michelle protested: "If you let them stay here, how dare my guests come in!"

Mizhe smiled dumbly: "I'll leave after a while, anyway, you don't open until one o'clock in the afternoon."

Seeing his eyes sweeping over Wen Yan, Mi Xue finally couldn't help it: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Can't I come for a massage?" Mizhe still looked at Wen Yan with a smile, "I don't think I need to wait until the afternoon to open the door."

Mi Xue yelled secretly, Wen Yan's appearance and tough temper, absolutely impossible to agree!

The same goes for the old man, didn't he discuss it with himself at home, did he rush here so as not to make a fuss?

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan suddenly showed an ambiguous smile: "Yes."

Both meters were taken aback.

OK?

Ten minutes later, in Michelle's office, Mi Ting, who was waiting to shoot the commercial, said anxiously, "He won't beat up Grandpa?"

"Beating is unlikely, but..." Michelle hesitated to speak.

"What?" Mi Ting was curious.

"Do you think that although Grandpa is a bit old, his charm is still very strong." Michelle said hesitantly, "Besides, he seems to be pretty good in that aspect too. When you were in Yanjing, you can see that he is the same as his little white-faced man before and after." Looks so happy..."

"No, no, no, right?!" Mi Ting stammered.

"Don't forget, that little boy also liked women before..." Michelle became more and more worried as she spoke, "The old man's ability to change a man's sexual orientation is absolutely extraordinary, Wen Yan can't hold it..."

"Impossible!" Mi Ting suddenly stood up.

"What's impossible?" The door suddenly opened, and a gentle voice came in.

The two women looked at the same time, only to see Wen Yan entering alone, with a relaxed expression on his face.

"Where's the old man?" Michelle blurted out.

"Fall asleep in the massage room." Wen Yan said with a smile.

"Has he...has..." Mi Ting wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask.

"Harass me?" Wen Yan couldn't help but smile, "Does he dare?"

The two women were a little relieved.

It seems that today is a peaceful ending, but it's okay!

"However, you don't have to worry about him having a special 'sexual interest' anymore." Wen Yan thought for a while, and corrected himself, "No, he won't have any 'sexual interest' anymore."