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

Chapter 37 Mark Tingchen's Favorite
Wen Yan was puzzled by Chen Han's words for a while, and he didn't bother to pay any attention to it, and went straight back to his office.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Chen Han standing where she was and hadn't left. She was so upset that she couldn't concentrate on her work.

After all this tossing, the design draft of a wedding dress in her hand didn't make any progress all day. At night, she had to look around for inspiration, but all she could think about was Mark Ting-chen's announcement of her marriage. The thing is, now, people in the company look at her strangely, from disdain and rejection before to cautious, at least they don't dare to provoke her anymore.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, what kind of wedding dress style would Mo Tingchen like?No matter what, the final manuscript must be able to catch his eyes, and it must be according to his preferences!
She racked her brains and couldn't figure out what he liked, and she was still stuck on the wedding dress design draft until she got off work.

Back at Mu's house, Mark Tingchen had already fallen asleep.

Wen Yan lay down on the bed after washing up, tossing and turning with something on his mind, unable to fall asleep.

When she turned over for the nth time, Mark Tingchen's voice suddenly rang out: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Her body froze, and even her breathing stopped. Although she couldn't hear any anger from his tone, she still didn't dare to move at will.

She came back to her senses two seconds later, and seized the opportunity to ask, "What do you think the perfect wedding dress looks like?"

He didn't answer right away, but just when she thought he wouldn't answer, he opened his mouth: "The youthfulness of a young girl, the shyness of being a wife for the first time, the courage to give oneself to a man, and the longing for a better future, these, Not only can it be expressed on the human body, a piece of clothing, a wedding dress, can also speak."

Wen Yan pondered his words carefully, and unknowingly began to feel drowsy. As soon as his eyelids were closed, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when she woke up, Mark Tingchen was still awake.

Thinking back to the past two days, he seemed to wake up very late, but went to bed quite early, which was not in line with his previous living habits. She couldn't help but think about the convenience of being sick, hesitated, and reached out to touch his forehead.

The temperature from her palm did not exceed the normal range, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Mark Tingchen suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes met, she became nervous and stammered: "I, I, ...I thought you still had a cold...I'm leaving first!"

Seeing her running away in a hurry, Mark Tingchen was startled, and then closed his eyes again. He simply didn't sleep well...

When she arrived at the company, Wen Yan combined the points that Mark Tingchen said last night into the wedding dress design draft. Although she used the meaning she understood, she still hoped to get his approval. After all, he had to nod to complete the order. .

The entire department worked intensive overtime for three consecutive days, and the manuscript finally came out. This time, Lin Sa was careful not to let Wen Yan deliver the manuscript, and replaced it with Li Li, the supervisor.

As soon as the manuscript was sent away, the entire design department did not breathe a sigh of relief, but began to tremble. If the manuscript was sent back again, they would not want to take this vacation!

M Group Building.

Mark Tingchen flipped through the manuscript that Li Lixin sent, and said casually, "It wasn't you who sent the manuscript last time."

Li Li smiled slightly: "Yes, Mr. Lin attaches great importance to the cooperation with Mr. Mu, and we are afraid that something will go wrong again, so let me come."

Soon, Mo Tingchen stopped flipping through his hands, and his eyes fixed on a wedding dress design draft. His intuition told him that this draft was written by Wen Yan.

"It's over." He put the manuscript aside and said lightly.

Li Li nodded slightly: "If it's okay, I'll go first."

As soon as Li Li returned to the company, people from the design department surrounded her: "How is it, Director Li? Have you passed?"

Li Li didn't say a word, and went straight into the CEO's office. When she saw Lin Sa, she said, "It's over, President Lin."

Lin Sa wasn't surprised at all: "Okay, let the cleaning clean up the company, so we can take the holiday in advance, and don't have to wait until after get off work."

As soon as the news came out, the entire design department cheered, only Wen Yan sat in his seat and did not participate in it.

She silently packed up her things and went to the bathroom, and put on some lipstick in front of the mirror to cover up her pale lips, so that Mo Tingchen would not see her feeling bad when she went back.

Suddenly, a voice came from the toilet cubicle: "I think it was Wen Yan who forced Mark Tingchen to announce his marriage? From the beginning to the end, Mark Tingchen did not show any relationship with her, even in the She was rejected when she went to submit the manuscript. I seriously suspect that it was because of her that something bad happened, not the manuscript. Otherwise, how could Director Li go to submit the manuscript this time? I don’t know what method she used to climb up. Mark Tingchen's bed..."

Another person spoke up: "I'm also curious. I was shocked when I found out about her relationship with Mark Ting-chen. After I checked it online, I didn't find it strange. She was adopted for so many years, and she was in the same place every day." Under the eaves, close to the water, do you understand? If you use any means, if you force him again, a good person like Mu Tingchen will definitely be caught without a fight. She even had a one-night stand with the third young master of the Shen family. It's no wonder that Mu Tingchen treats her well , deserve it!"

"Yes, yes, such a person can marry Mark Tingchen, God is blind! She deserves it too?!"

"The higher you climb now, the harder you will fall. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. People like her will not have any good results! We are so tired and crazy from working overtime. If it weren't for the holiday, I would have to Treat her well! Look at her usual taciturn appearance, she turns out to be a slut!"

Wen Yan didn't want to know who was speaking, so she left the bathroom first before those two came out.

On the way back, she bought a cup of milk tea, filled it with pearls, and held the warm cup in her hand to dispel the winter chill.

I don’t know who has heard it said that when you are in a bad mood, drinking a cup of milk tea will make you happy.

After coming out of the milk tea shop, she was forced to stop by an oncoming Les Royces before she walked too far. She stood straight on the spot and did not dodge. Only Chen Nuo dared to drive like this, and she was under the influence of Mu Ting. This is not the first time that Chen has been 'instigated', and she didn't feel scared at all.

Wen Yan opened the back door and sat in, casually greeted: "You leave work so early, too?"

Mu Tingchen didn't respond to her, he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and folded his knuckle fingers in front of him, suppressing a little hostility.

Wen Yan doesn't mind being ignored, at least he doesn't have to take a taxi back today.

The milk tea flowed into her mouth along the straw, and the sweet taste overflowed from her lips.

Chen Nuo in the driver's seat was a little panicked. He wanted to remind Wen Yan not to drink milk tea in the car. Mark Tingchen hated leaving the smell in the car the most, but Mark Tingchen hadn't said anything until now...

Finally, Mark Tingchen smelled the smell of milk tea and frowned slightly: "What is it?"

Wen Yan looked at him innocently: "Milk tea..."

He didn't speak, just opened his eyes and looked at her lightly.

Her brain twitched, and she raised the milk tea to his lips: "Would you... have some?"

(End of this chapter)