Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 315 Take back what belongs to me
Wen Jianhui didn't know Wen Yimo at this moment, and Wen Jianhui had to admit that he was a little afraid of Wen Yimo, afraid that Wen Yimo would dig a hole for him to jump into if he didn't know a word.

"Of course I'm working in the office!" Wen Jianhui waved his hand, looking very displeased, and said without confidence.

"I see." Wen Yimo's voice was unfathomable, and he continued, "Jian Yan and I have been to the hospital where Lan Fei'er's father lives."

"After Lan Fei'er passed away, Second Uncle didn't seem to support Lan Fei'er's father as promised in the recording."

"Besides, the purpose of Jianyan and I was to intercept the video of the recording day. Do you want to watch it?"

After Wen Yimo finished speaking, she looked at Wen Jianhui with dim eyes.

"Wen Yimo! You!" Wen Jianhui's hands trembled angrily, pointing at Wen Yimo with trembling fingers, and finally left.

"I announce that Wen Jianhui will be dismissed from all rights in AMS."

Hearing Gu Jianyan's voice, Wen Jianhui paused, and walked out of the venue with a clang.

Seeing that all the reporters followed the angry Wen Jianhui away, Gu Jianyan knew that Wen Jianhui was destined not to have an easy life.

Wen Yimo smiled with relief, and leaned weakly on Gu Jianyan's body, a passage from Lan Fei'er's recording pen echoed in his ears again and again.

"Wen Yimo, when you hear this recording, I've already gone far away, don't think about me anymore, I can't come back."

"I left evidence to clarify your father. I believe you already know it. In fact, there is no need for my father's illness to be cured. It's just that I don't want to give up."

"So I have sex with those disgusting directors and producers time and time again, just in exchange for more money. Those things were not forced by your father, but I have been doing them before."

"I didn't expect that Wen Jianhui would leak this matter to the media. Although Wen Jianhui crossed the river and demolished the bridge, he still paid my father's medical expenses, so I was obsessed."

"But I regret it now, don't you know it's too late?" Wen Yimo remembered that when he heard this recording for the first time, he held the recording pen tightly and cried bitterly.

Wen Yimo was really tired today.

Gu Jianyan patted Wen Yimo's back, and hugged Wen Yimo, Wen Yimo's head was buried deeply in Gu Jianyan's arms: "I'm tired, let's go home."

Gu Jianyan hugged Wen Yimo horizontally and took Wen Yimo out of Putian Rose Manor.

Wen Xinyan looked at Gu Jianyan's back holding Wen Yimo, clenched her fists tightly, it was Wen Yimo again!
She watched Gu Jianyan gently put Wen Yimo on the co-pilot, treating her as if she were a treasure.

Watching helplessly, Gu Jianyan gently kissed Wen Yimo's forehead, and then drove away.

Wen Xinyan looked at the driving car and shouted, "Wen Yimo, I hate you!"

The car was speeding on the city highway, Wen Yimo was really tired, the bustling metropolis couldn't keep Wen Yimo's gaze, and fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Jianyan looked at Wen Yimo lovingly, and finally decided to give Wen Yimo a peaceful night, so she didn't wake her up again.

Early in the morning, entertainment reporters and business reporters surrounded the downstairs of the office building, and Wen Jianhui didn't even have the courage to walk out of the office door.

The ashtray was already full of cigarette butts, and the phone had been ringing non-stop early in the morning.

Wen Yimo's soft fingertips slowly walked on the edge of the coffee cup, and newspapers were placed in front of Wen Yimo.

The huge headlines in the newspapers are all talking about the downfall of Wen Jianhui.

Wen Yimo picked up his small leather bag and drove to the AMS company. As Wen Yimo is now one of the people in the forefront, Gu Jianyan naturally sent Rocky and Dave to follow.

The car went from far to near, and it was still far away from the parking space. The reporters waiting downstairs in the building found Gu Jianyan's car.

"Hey, that's Gu Jianyan's car."

"Is it Gu Jianyan or Wen Yimo?"

"Let's go, don't let her go."

Before Wen Yimo got out of the car, the reporters swarmed over. It was too late for Dave to reverse the car and leave. The reporters surrounded the car and forced Gu Jianyan's car to stop.

Wen Yimo had no choice but to put on her big sunglasses and get out of the car. Under the protection of Rocky and Dave, she tried to get past the reporters.

But those reporters have the ability to block Wen Yimo's road.

Wen Yimo took off his eyes, looked at the reporters with a serious expression and said, "I'll give you 3 minutes to ask questions, and I'll answer them. After 3 minutes, please give me my private space."

When Wen Yimo said "the timer has started", the reporters immediately showed their agility and professionalism, and asked Wen Yimo methodically one after another.

"Miss Wen, what do you think of Mr. Wen Jianhui hollowing out the company?"

"Miss Wen, how will Mr. Gu Jianyan treat Mr. Wen Jianhui? Will he be expelled from the company?"

"Miss Wen, will your father's property be jointly owned by you and Mr. Gu? Or will Mr. Gu transfer the equity to you?"

"Miss Wen, how did you find out that Mr. Wen Jianhui emptied the company?"

"Do you know how Miss Lan Fei'er passed away? What do you think of the collusion between Miss Lan Fei'er and Mr. Wen Jianhui to slander your father?"

The reporters asked more and more sharply, and Wen Yimo's face became more and more ugly. In the end, Wen Yimo raised his watch and said calmly, "3 minutes."

The reporter's questions came to an abrupt end, and all the unfinished questions lay in his throat.

Wen Yimo's eyes were slightly angry, and he said in an unusually stiff voice: "Thank you very much for taking care of my family affairs."

"My Wen family is an ordinary family. Many things are not as complicated as you imagined, and the questions you are concerned about and the questions you raise are a bit too much."

"No matter what happens to AMS, no matter what happens to me and my second uncle, this is a matter for the Wen family. I'm not a man who sells oranges, and it's even more impossible for me to open up all the oranges for you to see."

"Please respect my family and my personal life, this is the last time, let's not be an example!"

After Wen Yimo finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels a little angrily and left.

"I haven't answered the question yet..." a reporter said weakly.

The reporters tried to swarm up again, but they were stopped by Rocky and Dave who were on guard, and Wen Yimo was safely escorted into the building.

Seeing Wen Yimo appear, all the employees were very surprised.

Wen Yimo looked at the secretary coldly and asked, "Where is Director Wen?"

"In the office." The secretary responded tremblingly.

Everyone has never seen such a Miss Wen. In everyone's world, Dong Wen is still Wen Jianhui, and Miss Wen is still just a pronoun, as if everything before was a dream.

Wen Yimo didn't knock on the door, just pushed it in and put her handbag on the table.

The moment he looked at Wen Jianhui, the indifference in Wen Yimo's eyes suddenly became softer.

Today's Wen Jianhui is obviously a lot older, his hair has turned gray overnight, his eye bags are slightly drooping, and he is not at all as proud as Wen Dong was before.

This kind of Wen Jianhui can't help but remind Wen Yimo of the Wen Jianhui who treated him like his own when he was a child. Wen Yimo always thought about what his second uncle would look like when he was old, it should be like this.

"Second Uncle..." Wen Yimo couldn't help calling out.

Hearing the familiar call, Wen Jianhui raised his eyes and asked with a self-deprecating smile: "Why are you here? Isn't this what you want?"

"Second Uncle, why do you treat my father like this?" Wen Yimo bit his lower lip, and asked with a bit of heartbreak: "Second Uncle was very kind to me when I was a child, but I always don't understand why, because you want AMS? "

"That's what Wen Ruiwen deserved!" Wen Jianhui said while staring at Wen Yimo.

"Second Uncle, tell me everything, let's just pretend nothing happened, okay? You can get AMS dividends, and you won't have to worry about food and clothing." Wen Yimo continued to be persuasive.

"Nothing happened?" Wen Jianhui asked with a sneer: "After you have done so much, let me pretend that nothing happened?"

"After all, you have done so many things to hurt my father." Wen Yimo's eyes were full of incomprehension, and he didn't understand where he was wrong.

"I hurt him? I just take back what belongs to me!" Wen Jianhui's mocking smile hurt Wen Yimo's eyes.

Wen Yimo felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the second uncle in his heart, so he couldn't help but give up the idea of ​​keeping Wen Jianhui.

"Second Uncle, turn yourself in." Wen Yimo looked at Wen Jianhui calmly and said.

Wen Jianhui smiled disdainfully, and asked, "Why should I surrender myself!"

"You use Lan Fei'er to slander my father. Go and surrender yourself. This is not considered a commercial crime, and the circumstances are not serious. Give yourself a good ending."

Wen Yimo's eyelids lowered slightly, and when Wen Yimo said these words, it was as if Wen Yimo had personally pushed Wen Jianhui into prison.

"Second Uncle, aren't you afraid? I'm afraid that my father will come to you at night and want to ask why you treat him like this. Lan Feier will ask you if you have taken good care of her father."

"Enough!" Wen Jianhui shouted loudly, knocking over the overflowing ashtray on the table with trembling hands.

"Get out, I don't understand what you're talking about!" Wen Jianhui ordered Wen Yimo to evict the guest without any politeness.

"Second uncle, why do you refuse to change after repeated admonitions!" Wen Yimo's soft-heartedness seemed to have reached a certain limit.

"Don't you want to know why I treat your father like this, well, I'll tell you today!"

As Wen Jianhui said, he took out an exquisite photo frame from the drawer. Wen Yimo was slightly surprised. The woman in the photo frame was exactly the same as Wen Yimo. It was Wen Yimo's mother: "Did you see it? Your mother It should be mine, AMS should be mine!"

Wen Yimo chuckled and asked back, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course I know!" Wen Jianhui was a little mad.

"Your mother and I are in love. It was him, Wen Ruiwen, who forcibly separated the two of us!" Wen Jianhui said, caressing the woman in the photo frame with his rough hands.

"My father won't do this, don't make up a false story to deceive me." Wen Yimo quickly woke up, tried to calm down, and analyzed the current situation.

(End of this chapter)