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

Chapter 84
As if aware of her emotions, Tang Yuan stretched out her paw and rubbed the back of her hand. She put the Tang Yuan down, got up and went to the window to call Mark Tingchen. She hung up quickly before the call was connected. broken.

It's meaningless to call him now to question him. No matter whether it contains personal grievances or not, it's a business matter. She has no reason to question him.

Instead, she called Shen Jie: "Shen's was acquired by Mark Tingchen? Why didn't you tell me earlier? That's why you came to me before, right? At that time...you must be very depressed. "

Shen Jie said in an indifferent tone: "The strong eat the weak, the Shen family is not as good as the Mu family, so it's not surprising that it was acquired. I should be glad that he didn't kill them all, and instead entrusted me to take care of the former foundation of the Shen family. The only difference is that, Now I'm working for him. One day I will let the Shen family's things come back to me, Xiaoyan, it doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter. "

Wen Yan bit his lip and said, "I believe in you, nothing can stop you, you will be fine."

After a pause, Shen Jie suddenly changed the topic: "I want to divorce the engagement."

Wen Yan was stunned: "Retire...? Why? Isn't it worse for you to resign with the Gu family at this time?"

Shen Jie didn't think the same way as her: "I didn't like Gu Wanwan in the first place. Something happened to the Shen family, so there's no need for the Gu family to take care of it. Now that we're retiring, it's good for everyone. My Shen family hasn't arrived yet and needs to be maintained by women. I'm going to have a meeting next time, so I won't talk about it."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan took a deep breath. Whether it was three years ago or now, she couldn't keep anyone from Mark Tingchen. Unlike before, she won't compromise now.

In the afternoon, Liu's mother hurried to the studio and said, "Yanyan, the young master is coming back for dinner tonight, so you lock the cat...tangyuan in this studio, don't let it go out, or the young master will get angry."

Wen Yan responded, added cat food and water to the glutinous rice balls, and went out.

Mark Ting-chen came back early today, he got home at 05:30, the people in the kitchen took some of his time to prepare dinner, and when he came downstairs after taking a shower, all the dishes had already been served on the table.

Wen Yan sat down and moved his chopsticks first, leaving two slices of salmon on the empty plate aside, and bringing them to glutinous rice balls after preparing the meal.

Seeing her movements, Mark Tingchen couldn't help frowning: "The cat hasn't been dealt with yet?"

Wen Yan glanced at him: "If you are willing to dispose of the fluttering colorful flags outside, I will dispose of the glutinous rice balls, otherwise there is no need to discuss, and you will not leave the divorce anyway. If you don't let me be happy, everyone will have a hard time."

Mark Tingchen knew that she didn't care about how many women he had outside, but she just wanted to argue with him: "Then you have to take good care of that cat, and it's best not to take your eyes off it for a moment."

She paused in picking up vegetables: "Mo Tingchen, if you dare to throw it away, give it a try."

The huge dining room was so quiet that he could even hear a needle drop on the ground. He suspected that he had heard it wrong. Is this still the picture of the little girl who was submissive to him back then?

What was inexplicable was that he wasn't angry at all... On the contrary, he felt a little bit like a husband and wife.

When he regained his senses, he couldn't help feeling that this feeling was too weird, and he couldn't help saying coldly: "What if I lose you?"

Wen Yan looked at him, and said seriously: "Jiang Yanyan is so important in your heart, if you are willing to compare her to my cat, I don't mind how you treat my cat, I will treat her."

He suddenly felt that she was like a child again: "Oh, whatever you want."

Wen Yan couldn't eat anymore, so he picked up the plate with salmon and went upstairs.

Tangyuan likes to eat salmon very much, and eats it clean after three times, five times and two times, and her white and round body rubs against her lap non-stop.

She couldn't help feeling better, squatting down and stroking Tangyuan's soft hair over and over again: "Little Tangyuan, you said that you were a stray cat before, why are you so fat?"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from outside the studio door, Wen Yan turned his head, and caught a glimpse of Mo Tingchen's figure flashing past, followed by the sound of the study door being closed.

She didn't take it seriously, and even rolled her eyes in her heart, sometimes animals are more human than humans, at least she was happy looking at the glutinous rice balls.

After teasing the cat, she went back to her bedroom to sleep. She couldn't stay idle at home, so she decided to go back to the company to continue working tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Mo Tingchen, who was sitting in front of the computer, felt a little tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows, and wanted to go back to the bedroom to sleep. Thinking of Wen Yan's disliked appearance, he dismissed the idea again.

He suddenly heard movement on the window sill, and he stood up vigilantly to check, but suddenly felt a furry sensation on his leg.

His body froze, he felt goosebumps all over his body, his scalp was numb, his whole body seemed to be frozen by some mysterious force, he couldn't move, he couldn't even kick the glutinous rice balls stuck to his legs away !
"Liu... Mama Liu...!" He begged for help with difficulty, but there was no movement downstairs, and at this time, all the servants in Mu's house had already rested.

He gritted his teeth and endured it. After a while, Tang Yuan lost interest in continuing to rub against him, and jumped onto the desk. Seeing his brightly lit laptop, he showed great interest and turned on the 'keyboard dance' mode , he watched helplessly that countless inexplicable symbols were added to the fruits of his hard work all night, and his mind was about to explode: "Get down!"

Tangyuan stopped to look at him, and then continued with the action just now, as if it was not finished until the keyboard was buttoned down.

In desperation, he grabbed the thin blanket on the sofa, wrapped the glutinous rice balls and carried them to the bedroom: "Wen Yan!"

Wen Yan was startled by his voice: "What are you doing?"

Mo Tingchen threw the cat wrapped in a thin blanket on the bed, and before he could vent his anger, Tang Yuan got out of the thin blanket and found a satisfactory position next to Wen Yan to lie curled up down!

Only then did he realize what his actions had contributed to, that was his bed!
"You...you get rid of it, or raise it for me in the backyard! If you let me see it again, don't blame me for being rude!" He was going crazy, and he had an inexplicable resistance to small animals since he was a child. The dead cat dared to enter his study!
When Wen Yan realized what had happened, he was a little scared: "I see, I'll raise it in the backyard tomorrow, and make sure it doesn't come into the house, is that okay? If you see it in the yard, don't do anything. That's it. gone?"

Mark Tingchen felt uncomfortable after touching the cat, so he went to the stairs and asked Mama Liu to change the bed sheet and quilt cover, then went into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

Liu Ma knew what had happened when she saw Tangyuan upstairs, she didn't dare to speak, she changed the bed sheet and quilt cover in a numb manner, closed Tangyuan back to the studio, locked the doors and windows, and finally felt at ease.

Wen Yan couldn't fall asleep after being tormented like this. The sound of water dripping from the bathroom stimulated her eardrums, and it was very clear in the silent night. Finally, half an hour later, the sound of water stopped, and Mu Ting Chen came out wrapped in a bath towel, his face full of gloom.

(End of this chapter)