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

Chapter 42 The Mistress of the House

Jiang Yanyan's heart sank, she rarely saw Mo Tingchen's serious and terrifying appearance.

She didn't understand why Wen Yan didn't like Mark Tingchen, why he didn't want to leave, and she didn't understand why Mark Tingchen didn't seem to care, and why didn't he do it, just for the sake of the man's face?If this continues, she will always be a shady lover. She dreams of being Mrs. Mu. Wen Yan easily got this position, but she doesn't cherish it at all. Thinking of this, she feels angry in her heart.

While Mu Tingchen was busy, she swaggered into his room to take a shower, picked out Wen Yan's silk pajamas and put them on, looking like a hostess, went to the living room and called Butler Lin as if there was no one around: "Go, Get your room ready."

Lin Butler stood still and looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan sat on the sofa and casually flipped through the magazines: "Go, Uncle Lin."

Only then did Steward Lin call his servants to prepare the room. Jiang Yanyan glared at Steward Lin: "It's really a dog. It has been kept for a long time, and it knows how to look at its face. It's just that I don't have eyesight. Who will be the hostess here in the future?" For sure."

Wen Yan frowned: "Jiang Yanyan, please keep your mouth clean."

Jiang Yanyan said angrily: "I just said it, what's wrong? What can you do to me? Brother Tingchen took me home on New Year's Eve, haven't you realized yet? The guest room is prepared for you of."

Wen Yan exerted his fingers slightly, and the magazine in his hand was a little wrinkled: "Okay, if you spend the night here with Mark Tingchen, I don't have any objections, but please restrain yourself before becoming the hostess here, and remind you, Mu Tingchen Chen doesn't like people who are too flamboyant, especially those who show off their power."

Jiang Yanyan was not convinced: "I know Brother Tingchen better than you! Don't think that you know him well enough after you have been with him for a long time. You are just the daughter of a sinner. Your father killed his parents, and he left you behind. I'm here to torture you!"

Wen Yan didn't say a word, it felt uncomfortable to be poked at a painful spot, and she didn't want to show any emotions in front of outsiders.

Jiang Yanyan pulled back a round, turned around and went upstairs triumphantly, and entered Mark Tingchen's room. Soon, there was the sound of breaking things.

Wen Yan bit her lip and didn't bother to check, Jiang Yanyan naturally wouldn't smash Mark Tingchen's things, the worst would be to damage her skin care products.

After reading the magazine in her hand, Wen Yan's eyelids were a little heavy. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Mark Tingchen hadn't come out of the study. She seemed to have no other choice but to lie on the sofa. She wanted her to take the initiative to go to the guest room. possible!

She flipped out the latest magazine and opened the first page. She was slightly taken aback. It was the wedding dress design draft she drew. After special treatment, even she felt amazing, and it became the main focus of the next exhibition. The designer also signed her name.

In fact, what she likes most is not design, but painting. At that time, she was eager to leave the design industry because she wanted to make money to support herself earlier.

When she was drowsy, Mark Tingchen finally came out of the study, and went back to the room without going downstairs.

For two full hours, occasional laughter came from upstairs, as well as Jiang Yanyan's whiny accent... The stimulation made Wen Yan gradually sober up.

In the early morning, there was no movement upstairs, butler Lin sighed: "Madam, don't you go up to rest?"

Wen Yan smiled wryly: "Should I go to the guest room?"

Butler Lin paused and said, "You are the hostess of this family, his wife Mark Tingchen!"

Wen Yan was a little dazed: "But I'm not worthy."

Butler Lin's tone was firm: "He married you back then, which means you are worthy. No matter what happened in the past, as long as you want to be this Mrs. Mu, no one can take this position away."

Does she want to?Wen Yan asked herself this way, but there was no answer. She was thinking now, but it was only because of being stimulated by Jiang Yanyan, right?
She got up and went upstairs, walked to the door of Mark Tingchen's room, and stopped again.

Lin Butler pushed open the door directly when she was hesitating, without giving her a chance to react.

She reflexively looked away and did not dare to look into the room. If she saw some sexy pictures, how would she face it?
"Master, my wife is not in good health, it's time to rest, let the idlers go to the guest room." Lin Butler's tone was not obvious, but there was a hint of the majesty of an elder.

Mo Tingchen sat on a chair in front of the French window and smoked a cigarette, glanced at Wen Yan lightly and did not speak.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanyan said: "Who is the idler?! Brother Tingchen is smoking and he is not in good health. Let's go to the guest room to sleep. What do you think? Sister?"

Wen Yan didn't say anything, just looked at Mark Tingchen.

Lin Butler calmly pushed her into the room, Wen Yan knew that he couldn't continue to be so useless, and said calmly: "Before I divorce him, you are not worthy to sleep in this room, please get out. "

Jiang Yanyan pursed her mouth, walked behind Mark Tingchen and wrapped her arms around his neck, acting like a spoiled child, "Brother Tingchen~ she is also doing it for my sister, look at how she talks..."

Mark Tingchen put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and opened his thin lips lightly: "You go to the guest room."

Jiang Yanyan showed joy: "Did you hear that? Brother Tingchen asked you to go to the guest room."

Butler Lin always didn't like to meddle in other people's business. At this time, he was still a little angry. Just as he was about to speak, Mark Tingchen said again: "I'm talking about you."

Jiang Yanyan's expression froze, and she acted aggrieved: "No, I'm afraid of sleeping alone, so I want to be with you~"

Mark Tingchen put aside her hand lightly, stood up and said with a half-smile, "Are you a three-year-old?"

Like a deflated ball, Jiang Yanyan left reluctantly. When passing by the door, she deliberately bumped into Wen Yan.

Lin Butler closed the door and left. Wen Yan went in and opened the window to breathe. The smell of cigarettes in the room made her very uncomfortable, and the cough that had finally stopped began to worsen.

Behind him, Mark Tingchen suddenly said, "Is the first man unforgettable?"

The wind blowing in from the window messed up her long hair, and also blew into the forbidden place in her heart, which was icy cold.

He didn't force her to give an answer, he took out the suitcase and threw the clothes in it a little rudely.

She walked up to help him tidy up silently, but he kicked the suitcase away!

For a moment, her eyes were filled with astringency, as if sand had entered her eyes: "Mother Liu is not here, I will clean it up for you..."

Mark Tingchen's eyes were full of anger: "Do you think that I will let you go to find Shen Jie?! Don't worry, you don't need to look for him, I will let him come back!"

She looked up at him, flustered for no reason, how could he let Shen Jie come back...?
(End of this chapter)