Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 23 Wen Yan's Husband

Wen Yan moved his lips: "No, then I'll go first."

As soon as she turned around, a pen flew past her ear and hit the office door directly. Ink spilled from the crack in the pen and scattered all over the floor.

Throwing things meant that he was very angry. She didn't dare to move anymore, her body was trembling slightly.She wanted to restrain her fear of him, but couldn't...

"Get over here!" Mark Tingchen's voice was sullen, which to her was also a sign of death.

Wen Yan hesitated, but in only two seconds, she turned around and walked to his side, clutching the corners of her clothes with both hands, looking at him cautiously.

Mark Tingchen pulled her into his arms and put some force around her waist to prevent her from moving. His voice was piercingly cold: "What did you call me? It's so clear, so at home, don't you Should I change my name too?"

When he thought that she would rather stand outside the office for more than two hours than come in to see him, the anger in his heart surged even more intensely.

Wen Yan finally understood why he was angry: "I... just afraid that you think I don't distinguish between public and private."

Mark Tingchen rested his chin on her shoulder, and his very seductive voice smeared from her ears: "Really? Then you stood outside for more than two hours, because you were afraid that I would think that you don't distinguish between public and private?"

Being exposed, she felt guilty for a while: "I... I didn't... I was just afraid that you were busy and didn't want to disturb you..."

"Am I busy, don't you know?" He meant something, and naturally he knew that she ran into the woman who came to him.

Wen Yan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer, so he lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Mo Tingchen frowned slightly, he hated her silence: "Forget it, you go, I will read the documents. I will go back to dinner tonight."

As if being pardoned, Wen Yan immediately moved away from him, and left the building as if fleeing.

It's just that she couldn't understand why he suddenly wanted to go home for dinner today and told her?Don't you need to go find that woman?

Thinking of that woman, Wen Yan began to panic again.

After dawdling to get off work, people from the company left one after another. She packed up her things slowly, and as soon as she got up, Chen Xin came over and said, "Wen Yan, let's have a meal together for the sake of face?"

She shook her head decisively: "No, I have to go back."

Unwilling to give up, Chen Xin grabbed her wrist and said in a very persistent tone, "You have rejected me many times! It would be too much to refuse me again. Even if you don't talk about personal relationships, I'm your boss. It's okay to invite you to dinner, right? ?”

She stared at Chen Xin for two seconds. Chen Xin is young and promising, and he is quite handsome, but he is not the type she likes. Putting these aside, she will not think in a wrong way, and simply give the road to him. Broken: "Sorry, I'm already married."

Chen Xin didn't believe it at all, and his face was full of confidence: "Hehe... In order to avoid me, you dare to say anything casually? You just came to the company and passed the internship period. A girl in her early twenties like you has almost no chance of getting married. It is zero, moreover, when you came to the company’s employee registration form, you filled out that you were unmarried!”

She shook off Chen Xin's hand and said in a blunt tone: "Director Chen, please don't be like this. If my employee registration form is really unmarried, please help me to change it if necessary. I really want to go back!"

The people around who hadn't left all looked sideways, and Chen Xin couldn't hold back: "You...! Okay, one day, you will beg me!"

Wen Yan didn't stay too long, and left the company directly, feeling a little bored.She just wanted to work hard, and she didn't want to make trouble and provoke anyone.

She left with her front foot, and Chen Xin took the elevator downstairs with her back foot.

The elevator stopped on the seventh floor, and a shocking oppressive force forced Chen Xin to look up at the man who walked into the elevator, and at the same time, subconsciously moved to the corner.

The elevator door closed quickly, and the man suddenly raised his foot and kicked Chen Xin's lower abdomen, his voice was tepid, but with an unquestionable threat: "People who shouldn't be touched, don't touch them!"

Chen Xin was kicked hard enough, and squatted down clutching his lower abdomen, somewhat inexplicably: "Who are you...?"

"Wen Yan's husband!"

……

Mu Zhai, when Wen Yan walked into the lobby on the first floor, his first reaction was to see if Mu Tingchen had returned.

Seeing her cautious appearance, Liu Ma burst into laughter: "The young master hasn't come back yet!"

She breathed a sigh of relief: "He said he would come back for dinner today..." It stands to reason that he should have arrived home earlier than her.

When she came out from the shower, Mark Tingchen had already sat down in the dining room. His hair was slightly damp, and he had changed into home clothes. Obviously he had also taken a shower, which was his habit after returning home.

She walked to him and sat down, picked up the chopsticks and ate in silence. As soon as she picked up the food and put it in her mouth, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Mark Tingchen took a look at the phone, didn't answer it, and turned off the phone casually, which surprised Wen Yan, who rarely behaved like this.

After eating, she tentatively asked, "Shall I dry your hair for you?"

He didn't refuse, and got up first to go upstairs.

Wen Yan felt a little more at ease, and followed him. When he sat down in front of the French window, she took out the hair dryer from the bathroom and stood behind him.

Touching his hair between her fingers, she was a little surprised, it turns out that a man's hair can be so soft... This is the first time that she got close to him so unscrupulously...

"Chen Mengyao will be back next week, but Shen Jie won't be back, so you don't have to be so courteous."

The movements of Wen Yan's hands froze. He thought that she was trying to curry favor with him?It was Mama Liu who told her since she was a child that she should dry her hair quickly after washing, especially in winter, because she is prone to colds and headaches. She just cared about it.

"Oh." She responded, swallowed the suppressed thing in her heart secretly, and continued to move her hands.

After a brief silence, Mark Tingchen suddenly knocked down the hair dryer in her hand, stood up and stared at her coldly: "Can't you hear what I said?! No matter how far you go, Shen Jie will never come back ! He will never even think about returning to the imperial capital in this life!"

Wen Yan squatted down to put away the hair dryer, bit his lips: "When will we go through the divorce procedures? The incident three years ago has passed..."

There seemed to be a dangerous undercurrent surging in Mark Tingchen's eyes: "Divorce? Do you think that I married you to settle down what happened three years ago? Heh... I said, you will never escape in this life, you The atonement has only just begun!"

Her body froze slightly, and she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "This is your revenge? I have been tied to me for a lifetime, and every day I open my eyes to face the enemy's daughter... Are you taking revenge on me or yourself? Why bother with me?" Can't make it on your own? I will accept any revenge you have, but you don't need to involve yourself, I will do everything I can to pay... okay? "

He suddenly sneered: "Oh, what are you referring to? What do you have? You have nothing, or... it is worthless to me!"

Wen Yan held his breath, and suddenly realized that it was a luxury for her to want to end the current situation, and his willingness to let her spend her whole life to repay it was already a gift, and she had no right to choose...

"I'll go to the guest room to sleep." This was her last stubbornness.

"Try taking another step." He exuded a cold breath, as if the cold wind outside had hit her chest directly.

She stopped and remained silent, waiting for his next words.

After a while of dead silence, his thin lips parted slightly: "You want to leave that much? Okay, I'll grant you! But..."

Having said that, he paused slightly, his eyes fell on her lower abdomen from top to bottom.

(End of this chapter)