Business tycoon's honey wife

Wen Wan looked at Wen Mo with a little threat and coercion, "don't come to me if you don't say it."

Wen Mo was stunned. He was at a loss because of Wen Wan's words and hurriedly saved, "I said, can't I? Don't ignore me..."

Wen Wan raised his eyebrows and motioned him to continue. Wen Mo lowered his head, which made him hesitate. "I also overheard them arguing... Wen, may be bankrupt..."

"Bang bang" sounded softly, and the knife and fork just picked up in Wen Wan's hand fell on the table.

Wen Wan almost couldn't believe her ears. She pulled a far fetched and confused smile at the corners of her mouth and wanted to ask again and make the final confirmation. Is all this true

However, gradually, her expression was completely restrained, and she could no longer pull out a smile.

Wen Mo didn't seem to expect such a reaction at Wen's party. He was a little surprised, "sister... Are you okay..."

After a pause, he said, "I heard from my father that the company is only temporarily in crisis. He is mediating and may be able to tide over the difficulties. The result may not be as bad as we thought, don't you think?"

The word "bankruptcy" has been mentioned. Is that a simple problem that can be solved by mediation?

Wen Wan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, strongly suppressed his hands on the table, and did not tremble because of shock and disappointment.

For a long time, when she spoke again, her voice had been three points dumb, "what's the matter... Wen's operation has not been very good all the time... How could she suddenly encounter such a big crisis..."

The construction and real estate industry has always made huge profits. Even if Wen's scale is small, it has always been operated by the wind and water. Otherwise, how can Wen Jianliang and Xie Lanzhi have the slightest chance to climb such a high branch as the Fu family.

Wen Wan raised his hand to cover half of his face. It seems that he is trying to restrain his emotions, so that people can't see her expression clearly.

She also wanted to be like Wen mo. even if she watched Wen's fall, she could show that she didn't care and didn't put it in her heart at all.

But she can't.

Wen's family was founded by Wen Wan's mother and Wen Jianliang from scratch. Although Wen Jianliang still seems to have a certain business ability, it was... If it weren't for his mother... If it weren't for her... It would be impossible for Wen Jianliang to achieve what he has now

Therefore, Wen can be said to be all the efforts of his mother in her short life.

The blood color quickly receded on Wen Wan's face. Wen Mo was shocked. The look on his face was rare anxiety. Suddenly he regretted saying this. He couldn't help reaching across the table and pinching Wen Wan's hand, "sister... What's the matter with you? Don't scare me?"

Then the tone suddenly changed, because the temperature within reach was not like a living creature, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Wen Wan never spoke, but suddenly smiled. His voice was cold and took back his hand. "I finally understand why Wen Jianliang made up his mind to hide it from me..."

When the palm covering the eyelashes was also put down, Wen Wan's face seemed to restore a layer of indifferent, "how dare he tell me this?"

Then Wen Wan raised his eyes to Wen Mo, and his voice even sounded lazy because it was cold. "Tell me... What did Wen Jianliang do? Huh? So promising?"

Wen Mo saw Wen Wan's face, but his heart was shocked.

Because although Wen Wan was very calm, her crimson eyes easily leaked her mood.

Wen Mo has never seen such a warm night since he was young.

Facing Wen Wan's question, his lips moved and he didn't know how to answer.

I couldn't help lowering my eyes, covering the surging complexity of the fundus of my eyes, with a difficult voice, "I'm sorry... Sister... Things about the company... How could I know..."

While talking, Wen Mo hid his hand under the table, but he squeezed it involuntarily, and even his green tendons were exposed.

Wen Wan's expression was slightly stunned. For a moment, he understood something. He thought it was the same. Wen Mo hasn't graduated yet. How can he know about Wen Shi.

She provoked a self mocking smile on her lips and picked up the bag on the table, "well, I see, but I'm afraid I can't accompany you at noon."

"I've settled the account. You must have a good lunch yourself." she said, and she stood up from the edge of the table without expression. "I have questions in my heart now. It's necessary to have a good talk with Wen Jianliang..."

In a few words, Wen Wan left the restaurant at random.

From beginning to end, Wen Mo always hung his head and did not respond to her, even a word.

Wen didn't pay attention to these in the evening, and he couldn't go up and study them deeply.

When she left the restaurant, the first time she called Fu Yunyan and asked for an afternoon's leave.

On the phone, Fu Yunyan's voice was still gloomy and strange, but due to Wen Wangang's contribution in the morning and Fu Sihan's warning, after some complaints, she was not too embarrassed, and finally approved Wen Wan's leave.

After Wen Wan politely thanked him, he picked up the phone and dialed Wen Jianliang directly.

The hand holding the mobile phone trembled faintly.

It's probably that Wen Jianliang didn't call home for 800 years. When Wen Jianliang answered, his voice was very surprised, "what's the matter? Why do you suddenly remember to call?"

It's not hard to hear that there was a trace of fatigue in his unexpected voice.

Wen Wan said slowly, "Wen Jianliang, where are you now? Let's talk?" she looked down at the time on her watch and suddenly realized that this move was superfluous. Before he spoke, she continued, "should you be in Wen's now? Do you have time? I'll go directly?"

The voice on the phone paused slightly, like a hunch from Wen Wan's abnormal words.

Finally, Wen Jianliang sighed a long sigh, as if to admit his fate, "come here, I'm in the office."

Wen Wan immediately hung up his phone, turned off his mobile phone, called a taxi and went straight to Wen.

When she arrived at Wen, Wen Jianliang had already stood in front of the French window of the office and waited for a long time.

Wen Wan walked into the office, directly threw his bag on the tea table, walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down, and didn't even look at Wen Jianliang.

Straight to the point, "you know what I came to you for. Tell me, what's going on?"

Wen Jianliang's footsteps were stiff. He always faced Wen's harsh and calm face in his evening. At the moment, it seems that there are only vicissitudes and fatigue left. "It's a long story to tell later..."

Wen Wan has no fluctuation in his heart, "then make a long story short and directly talk about the key points."

Wen Jianliang paused. His expression was also quite ugly. For the first time, he couldn't lift his head in front of his daughter.

It seemed that he had organized language in his heart for a while before he hesitated and said, "the company owes a huge amount of project money..."