Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 314 From now on, you can be surnamed Gu
"What right do you have to make me break off with Wen Jiaen? AMS belongs to my father, I am a child of the Wen family, and my fiancé owns 50.00% of the shares of the Wen family." Wen Yimo looked at Wen Jianhui and sneered.

Wen Jianhui didn't care, and said directly: "In the future, your surname can be Gu instead of Wen, and the Wen family's property has nothing to do with you."

"I think you are the one who has nothing to do with the Wen family's property!" Gu Jianyan said in a cold voice.

Wen Jianhui frowned slightly, pointed at Gu Jianyan and said disdainfully: "Even if you are the largest shareholder of AMS, Mr. Gu has no right to interfere with the Wen family's affairs."

"What if I want to intervene?" Wen Yimo came to Wen Jianhui and asked with cold eyes.

Wen Jianhui has never seen such a Wen Yimo, and the Wen Yimo in his heart will always be cute and pleasant, not like Wen Xinyan who is submissive.

Wen Jianhui had never seen Wen Yimo like this before, and he didn't know how to deal with it so much.

"In short, since Second Uncle doesn't want to treat me as one of his own, then we don't have to be courteous with Second Uncle." Wen Yimo bit the word "Second Uncle" very hard, even though what he said to Gu Jianyan was not yin and yang. The tone of voice, but it still sounds uncomfortable.

"Wen Yimo!" Wen Xinyan couldn't bear the current aura anymore, and shouted at Wen Yimo, it was no longer the soft and weak voice before.

Wen Xinyan didn't want to admit it, nor did she want to think about it, but there was always a voice in her heart telling Wen Xinyan that she had already lost.

Hearing Wen Xinyan's voice, Wen Yimo slightly raised her eyebrows, and looked at Wen Xinyan with a half-smile.

"This is my birthday party. If you have any business or private matters, please avoid discussing them. Please respect me, okay?" After Wen Xinyan finished speaking, she stomped her feet willfully and ran out of the hall with red eyes.

Wen Xinyan knew that she no longer had a position to stand there, it didn't belong to her stage at all, she couldn't understand anything about the company, but Wen Yimo knew it well.

This time it was Wen Yimo who stole the show, and Wen Yimo won.

The departure of the protagonist of the birthday party did not stop the tense people, but pushed the atmosphere to a heated stage.

Gu Jianyan walked to the side of the microphone, looked at everyone with gloomy eyes, and finally fell on Wen Jianhui.

Wen Jianhui was taken aback for a moment, Gu Jianyan's eyes made Wen Jianhui feel very uncomfortable.

"Actually, it is Wen Jianhui who has been playing tricks behind the back of AMS." Gu Jianyan's voice was not too loud, so that everyone present could hear clearly, but also seemed a little ethereal.

Wen Jianhui's expression changed, and he pointed at Gu Jianyan and said loudly, "Presumptuous! Gu Jianyan, you have no right to spit on people about the Wen family's affairs!"

"Blood?" Wen Yimo sneered, and asked disdainfully: "Isn't Second Uncle trying to empty out AMS all this time?"

"Wen Yimo, I'm working hard for AMS, you can't just wrong me just because you want to take back AMS!" Wen Jianhui was really angry, and looked at Wen Yimo with an ugly expression.

"The AMS is not yours, so how can I call it taking it back?" Wen Yimo smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, as if he was the most innocent one: "What's more..."

Wen Yimo's eyes sank, and she continued, "I found Lan Fei'er."

Wen Jianhui's complexion became even more ugly, only Gu Jianyan and Wen Yimo knew what Wen Jianhui's complexion meant.

Most of the others thought that Wen Jianhui just couldn't bear what happened tonight and felt uncomfortable, which is why his face was so ugly.

But that uglyness was only a matter of a second, and in the next moment, Wen Jianhui's face revealed a hint of complacency.

Wen Jianhui had deliberately investigated and knew what Liu Nanke had done, so he naturally knew that Liu Nanke had let Wen Moma go.

So when Wen Yimo was taken away by Gu Jianyan, Wen Jianhui also sent more people to buy off the emergency doctor who rescued Lan Feier, which caused Lan Feier's rescue to fail and was pushed into the morgue. The secret about Wen Jianhui will never be forgotten. Rotten in the stomach.

As for Liu Nanke, Wen Jianhui arrested her sister, but Liu Nanke still didn't give up his life for himself, and even gave Wen Yimo a chance to survive, and even almost saved Lan Fei'er, which ruined his own affairs.

Wen Jianhui sneered, Wen Yimo would never know that the day after she went to see Lan Fei'er in the mortuary, Liu Nanke and Liu Nanke's sister became Lan Fei'er's neighbors, so she could have a caregiver down below.

Seeing the smug expression on Wen Jianhui's face, Wen Yimo tightly clenched his fist.

Wen Jianhui must have known the news that Lan Fei'er had passed away, so he showed such a confident expression.

Wen Yimo glanced coldly at every guest present, and said in a cold voice, "She's dead."

She is dead.

These three simple words were like a bomb detonated in the crowd, and the crowd who had been afraid to speak up began to boil.

The reporters raised their microphones to take a step closer to Wen Yimo, and wanted to ask about Lan Feier's news with a nervous attitude.

It's a pity that Wen Yimo didn't give everyone such an opportunity. He and Gu Jianyan stood side by side by the microphone, and the queen's aura instantly emanated, causing the active reporters to decay once again.

"Think clearly, your father's illness cannot be cured overnight. How long can your body support your father? If you do things well for me, you won't have to work so hard, and your father will have a direct backer."

Wen Jianhui's voice echoed above the entire hall, and even Wen Xinyan, who was hiding on the bench in the rose garden and crying secretly, heard the sound from the external broadcast.

This time Wen Jianhui's face no longer had the calmness of before, showing real panic.

Wen Jianhui never thought that Lan Fei'er would leave such an unknown evidence, and Liu Nanke, that idiot, would not have discovered it.

All the people subconsciously looked around, and finally their eyes rested on the recording pen in Wen Yimo's hand.

"I can't do this. I am capable enough to save my father. I don't want to hurt anyone."

Lan Fei'er's voice came out neither humble nor overbearing.

"I hate this kind of money as unclean? Do you think that the money you exchanged with your body will be clean? Your father will be comfortable with it?"

"At least that's what I paid for."

"Then what you do for me is part of what you give." Wen Jianhui's voice was full of temptation.

"But you are hurting innocent people!" Lan Fei'er's voice was a little annoyed, and she ordered the eviction coldly: "My father's condition is very good, I can afford it myself, thank you Director Wen for your concern."

The sound of high heels faded away.

Wen Jianhui's voice came out again: "What if your father didn't receive timely treatment?"

The sound of the high-heeled shoes disappeared suddenly, and Lan Fei'er's panicked voice came: "What do you mean by that?"

"I heard that the respiratory equipment in this hospital is not very good, in case something really happens..."

"Wen Jianhui! How dare you!" Lan Fei'er shouted.

When the people present heard the word "Wen Jianhui" coming from the recording pen, they immediately started pointing and pointing at Wen Jianhui.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do." In the end, Lan Fei'er's voice softened, and she asked obediently.

"If Miss Lan had cooperated so long ago, our conversation would have been much more harmonious."

"You have to guarantee that my father will be treated, and nothing will happen to my father." Lan Fei'er said calmly.

"No problem." Wen Jianhui's voice was full of complacency.

Lan Fei'er asked again: "What do you need me to do?"

"It's very simple, you just need to tell everyone that everything you did was ordered by Wen Ruiwen, and your father didn't need your support, it was always me..."

Before Wen Jianhui finished speaking, Lan Fei'er sneered coldly: "You asked me to frame Wen Ruiwen? Isn't he your big brother, or do you have other plans?"

"Just do your own job well, and you don't need to take care of the rest." After Wen Ruiwen finished speaking, the recorder made a lot of noise, and then fell silent after a while.

Wen Ruiwen's face was already livid, and when he was about to step forward, he was surrounded by reporters.

"Wen Dong, is the voice in the recording just now really yours?"

"Did you instigate Miss Lanfair to frame Mr. Wen Ruiwen?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Please tell me, please explain."

Wen Jianhui tried to stay calm and waved his hand.

"This must be a false accusation, I have never met Lan Fei'er."

"I said it was a misunderstanding. I don't know what happened. I really have nothing to say."

But the reporters still surrounded Wen Jianhui reluctantly, wanting to know why.

In the end, Wen Jianhui couldn't bear it anymore and said to the reporters: "I said this is a misunderstanding and a frame-up. If you spread these things again, I will ask my lawyer to come forward."

Seeing Wen Jianhui like this, Wen Yimo didn't feel happy, nor did he feel the pleasure of revenge, but he let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Wen Yimo didn't want anything, the only thing she wanted to do was to restore her father's innocence.

There seemed to be a big stone pressing down on his heart, at this moment, Wen Yimo felt that his breathing was rare.

Gu Jianyan stood with his hands behind his back, and Wen Yimo looked at Wen Jianhui with burning eyes and asked, "Second Uncle's words mean that your niece framed you, and you want to see her in court?"

"Wen Yimo, it's in vain that I treat you so well and treat you as my own. You want Uncle AMS not to fight, but I didn't expect that you would collude with Gu Jianyan to frame me,"

Wen Jianhui said it with a heartbroken feeling, if Wen Yimo hadn't seen is believing, he would have believed Wen Jianhui's words by now.

But now Wen Yimo didn't believe Wen Jianhui's words at all.

"Slander?" Wen Yimo said calmly, "Where did Second Uncle go on the day of the recording?"

"I……"

Wen Jianhui paused, not knowing how to answer, because he didn't know what Wen Yimo would say next.

(End of this chapter)