Pursuit of marriage: cold blooded president love deeply

It was dark when Wen ran got home.

Downstairs, she told Chu Jinxuan not to drive so fast when he went back. Chu Jinxuan just nodded with a smile. Seeing that she was ready to untie the suit and return it to him, he immediately started the car.

"Wear the clothes first, and I'll pick them up at your house next time."

After that, the car drove out with a "buzz" and disappeared in a moment.

Wen ran sighed helplessly, gathered his clothes and went upstairs.

To the door, the key has not been inserted into the door, the door opened from inside.

Shan Ning'er, who was wearing the hanging and sleeping clothes, pulled Wen ran in, "speak quickly, speak quickly! I saw it all just now

"My God, whose suit are you wearing?"

Wen Ran's body is pulled into the room, and before he can change his shoes, Shan Ning's mouth can't stop the car.

She saw all the motorcycles that had just stopped downstairs, but it was dark. She didn't see that Wen ran was still wearing someone else's suit.

"Why do you come to me if you can't stay in a five-star hotel?" Wen ran changed his shoes, went to the kitchen and put the food box in his hand.

Inside the food box was a dumpling filled with mushrooms, which Chu Jinxuan had just stopped to pack at the dumpling shop on the way.

When he put his warm dumplings in her hands, Wen Ran's nose suddenly turned sour, feeling that no one had treated her so carefully for a long time.

In fact, Wen ran didn't know that Chu Jinxuan seemed indifferent to people, but he was not born like this.

Back then, he was the living treasure of the whole family, but

But there is one thing, he is a very careful person, which has not changed at all.

"However, don't be really interested in the little fresh meat!" Chasing Wen ran to the kitchen door, Shan Ning'er leans on the door and stares at Wen ran.

Wen Ran's action on the hand is a Leng, immediately turned head toward good to coagulate son to stare an eye.

"Have you eaten yet?" She came out of the kitchen with dumplings.

Good coagulation son side body concession, "you don't care about me, I lose weight at night."

Wen ran didn't care about her. She put the dumplings on the table and went to the bedroom to change clothes.

"Ah, this dress is not your style!" Someone has been following Wen ran without giving up. When she saw the big red skirt under her suit, she suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.

Wen ran quickly put on his pajamas, except Chu Jinxuan's suit was hung up by her, the rest were all stuffed into the dirty clothes basket.

"However, whose suit is that in the closet?" Looking at Wen Ran's opening the wardrobe, Shan Ning'er starts to shine again, remembering the suit she saw in Wen Ran's wardrobe not long ago.

"Don't lie to me. Do you know how expensive that suit is? It's really made by hand, and the craft scissors are made by masters! "

Warm but speechless.

He glanced at the suit from the corner of his eye.

As if she knew nothing about that man except one surname.

How does that make her say it!

……

In the restaurant, Wen ran just wants to finish the dumplings quietly, so that she can take a bath and have an early rest. But we miss Shanda are determined not to let her be clean.

"These two suits don't belong to the same person at first sight. It seems that we still have some insight. We know how to cast nets extensively and focus on fishing. That person says something about it. If everything is good, don't think about the" little fresh meat ". Bauhinia is a fast growing old woman. If we find another one smaller than ourselves, we will still feel insecure."

Shan Ning'er is so eloquent that she seems to help Wen ran analyze the situation as if she is a big sister. In fact, she can't change her gossip heart and want to get the man out of Wen Ran's mouth.

"He has a lover."

Wen ran finished the last dumpling in the bowl, put down his chopsticks, threw out a word, got up and went to the bathroom.

"Then who is he? Well, I'll tell you, as long as you're not married, there's still a chance! "

Shan Ning'er is so excited that she almost beats the door.

Wen ran stood in the shower and rushed forward, pretending not to hear.

For Wen ran, whether it is Chu Mo Chen or Chu Jin Xuan. It's impossible for these two men to be with her.

Chu Mo Chen is unpredictable, and she is not the same person in the world at all. She can't provoke such a man.

And Chu Jinxuan, I don't know why, has not been in touch with him several times, but he gives her a very special feeling. Occasionally, when she sees his indifferent back, she will feel a little sad.

But Wen ran knows that it's not love, it's more like friend!

The next day, Wen ran finished his breakfast and went to the institute early.

She knew that she would be looked down upon again today.

Yesterday, he vowed to return his case. Today, he suddenly said no. this is really his own death!

No scolding, no scolding!

In order not to drown herself, she had to go to Jiang Yan for help.At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yan came out after the meeting and talked with the people behind him: "Xiao Chen, the dispute between our old customer Zhengye international and Chu is very difficult?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, the people in Chu's side are very tough."

After wenran this area, Jiang Yan stopped suddenly, glanced at the office area, suddenly said: "let wenran talk to you again."

"Ah Wen ran and Xiao Chen, who followed Jiang Yan, were stunned at the same time.

Xiao Chen looked at Wen ran who was called by name and immediately stood up from his seat. He didn't know why.

Talk to her again?

A little girl who hasn't even had a serious lawsuit?

Wen ran was also stunned. When he recovered, he immediately said, "Mr. Jiang, the contract dispute between Xingguang and Shengshi in my hand is not over."

"Wasn't Wang Ling in charge of this before?" Jiang Yanmei frowned.

"Mr. Jiang, this was originally my case. Sister Ling just..."

"Well, now that Wang Ling has done this case first, she will finish it. If she changes the consultant on the way, the client will inevitably have opinions. Leave this case alone, and follow Xiao Chen to talk about the dispute of Zhengye international."

Jiang Yan tone tough to interrupt Wen Ran's words, expression serious, said that did not look at Wen ran a big step away.

Wen ran looks at Jiang Yan's back. His face is dignified, but his heart is a burst of ecstasy.

This elder martial brother really deserves to be her idol. He is the spokesman of the black boss!

In the morning, she simply told him on wechat to see if there was any way for her to stop taking charge of Chen Huixin's case. He never returned to her.

She thought that he didn't see the news in the meeting, but he didn't know that he would make such a move.

Fortunately, she has a quick reaction, otherwise she will be fooled by him!

The colleagues around him are also a little confused. Usually Jiang seldom talks to Wen ran in such a serious tone. How about today

However, Lawyer Chen is the gold medal lawyer in the Institute. I can learn a lot from him when handling cases. It's a rare opportunity for a young man like Wen ran.

It seems that Mr. Jiang still intends to sharpen his temper!

Aware of this, their eyes at Wen ran were naturally filled with jealousy.

Fortunately, Wen Ran is used to their attitude towards her, so she doesn't care much. She is very happy to get rid of Chen Huixin so easily.

It's just that I'm not in a good mood until I get off work, but I'm disturbed by an unexpected call.

Wen ran received a call from Wen Haojun at five or six in the afternoon, a quarter of an hour before he got off work.

Who is Wen Haojun?

Just listen to the name to know, is Wen Ran's father!

When the phone came in, Wen ran was busy examining a file on the computer, and she answered it without looking down at the screen. So when she heard the long lost voice from the phone, she was stunned.

The hand holding the mouse was frozen there.

"Ran ran..."

The low voice came, much like auditory hallucination. Wen ran felt that his ears were buzzing.

How long did not hear Wen Haojun, her father called her so.

Four years, or five years, she couldn't remember.

In her impression, the last meeting with Wen Haojun was in the hospital corridor.

Her pale face is imprinted on the pale wall of the hospital, and the slap is hard on her face. The scarlet slap is on her bloodless face in the twinkling of an eye.

"I, Wen Haojun, don't have a daughter like you -"

the heartless words reverberate in my ears, still clear.