marital love

After Nan Xu said these words, she didn't give Wen Yao a chance to speak out, so she turned around and left.

Wen Yao looked at her tall back and stood there for two seconds before leaving.

When she returned to her work station, Tang Meng came over and looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "She didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

"No, I have no grievances with her, why does she make things difficult for me?"

Wen Yao smiled faintly, fiddling with the mugs with her fingers, which she bought before, the blue Stitch style, a pair she bought, and a pink Angel that was left at home and not used.

Tang Meng also looked at the past, boasted that she was cute, and then lowered her voice: "Anyway, if you have nothing to do, avoid her, just listen to what she says, after all, she is a VP, and has no relationship with our President Yan. Well, I'm in a big temper."

Wen Yao paused for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, and then asked unintentionally: "Is she with Mr. Yan?"

Tang Meng covered her mouth, looked around worriedly, and gossiped in a low voice: "I also heard from other people in the company that she seems to have always been interested in us Yan Zong, and Yan Zong didn't take a fancy to her. Years ago, they were just friends, she, she doesn't really like those young girls in the company rushing to Boss Yan's side, it's a pity that there is no love and no intention."

When it came to the end, Tang Meng sighed in disbelief.

Wen Yao bent her lips calmly, thinking that she really didn't see that Yan Sui was a lover, and now she somewhat believed what Ye Zhi said before that he was loyal to his ex-girlfriend and had a deep affection.

However, since such affection is so important, why did she agree to marry the Wen family?
What's more, he got married with her so logically.

Wen Yao stroked the cold cup with her fingertips, thought for a while and stood up, "Sister Meng, do you want coffee?"

Tang Meng shook her head: "You go, I don't drink, I'm busy, I have to go on a business trip later, and I'm urging for a plan, my head is getting big."

Wen Yao: "Alright then, let me know if you need help."

"Ok."
-
Before leaving get off work, Wen Yao received a message from Yan Sui.

I gave an address and asked her to get a marriage certificate.

After He Chi handed her the marriage certificate, he handed over a business card and said, "Mr. Yan said that if Madam needs to move luggage, just contact me in advance."

Yan Sui asked her to move on the day of the team building. Judging from what he said, it seemed that Yan Sui would not come back.

She asked one more question: "Isn't Yan Sui coming back?"

He Chi: "Boss Yan has a tight schedule and is busy with work, so it may be too late."

Wen Yao snorted and nodded.

understood.

After getting the marriage certificate, Wen Yao went back to Wen's house as usual.

What's rare is that Wen Yumian saw her, and didn't come forward to provoke her, but just looked at her and snorted coldly, but her brows were full of joy.

Wen Yao turned a blind eye.

Jiang Shuliu, on the other hand, completely lost the tension she had argued with before, as if nothing had happened.

"Yaoyao is back."

Jiang Shuliu was wearing an exquisite silk nightgown, with a smile on her face, very amiable, intellectual and elegant.

Jiang Shuliu is six years younger than Wen Xuemin, but she is mature and beautiful. Now she is in her early 40s. Because she is also a leisurely wife in Wen's family, her skin is well maintained. She looks very young and still has a charm.

This is why even though Wen Xuemin has entanglements with those Yingying Yanyans outside, her Mrs. Wen's position is still safe. She has a good appearance and means, so Wen Xuemin always favors her.

Wen Yao looked at her hypocritical appearance indifferently, "Can you put away your face, it makes you sick just looking at it."

The smile on Jiang Shuliu's face burst for an instant, then she brushed her hair and said in a rather disappointed way: "I am also your elder anyway, how can you talk to me like this, I haven't seen you for so long, Aunt Jiang just wants to care about you , You can see that you have lost weight."

"Do I need your concern? Don't be so affectionate here. My dad is not here. Who are you acting for?"

Jiang Shuliu didn't get angry, Wen Yumian was the first to get annoyed.

Wen Yao didn't want to quarrel with them, and Wen Yumian was relentless.

She glanced at the suitcase next to Wen Yao, and kicked it on the ground, "What are you arrogant Wen Yao, you are my father's daughter and so am I, if you disrespect my mother so much, be careful I will let you eat it." I can't walk around!"

Wen Yao's palms trembled and became numb.

She raised her eyes and stared at Wen Yumian coldly.

Wen Yumian was stunned by her gaze at first, and then her eyes widened and she bumped back.

"Pick it up for me."

"If I don't pick it up, what can you do to me?" Wen Yumian put her hips on her hips, pointing to the suitcase that fell on the ground with one hand, "You smashed my favorite desk lamp last time, I haven't settled with you yet, now kick over your luggage What happened to the box?"

Wen Yao spat out a few words: "Do you want to pick it up or not?"

"Don't pick it up."

Wen Yao took two steps forward.

Seeing that she was going to do something, Wen Yumian exclaimed: "If you dare to hit me, I will tell Dad to go, you really think you are lawless!"

Wen Yao raised his hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuliu, who was next to her, hurried forward and protected Wen Yumian behind her, "You have something to say, don't hit anyone, your sister is spoiled by me, so take care of what happened last time. You did it wrong, isn’t it just a suitcase, can’t Aunt Jiang pick it up for you?”

Wen Yumian grabbed Jiang Shuliu's shoulder and arrogantly said, "Mom! Don't help her, she owes me this, why should you pick it up?"

Wen Yao watched the two of them sing the oboe with cold eyes, and she started pretending to be wronged before she was doing well.

Jiang Shuliu looked at Wen Yao cautiously, and took two steps forward to help her suitcase up, "Don't worry about Mianmian, Yaoyao, the two sisters have a deep hatred, we should get along with each other in harmony."

Wen Yao snatched the suitcase, "Joke, I don't know why my mother gave birth to a younger sister for me, what is she, Wen Yumian?"

Jiang Shuliu's complexion changed slightly, she drooped her eyes to suppress the emotions in her eyes, and was stung by Wen Yao's sharp and mean words, her face was extremely aggrieved.

Wen Yumian couldn't stand it anymore, and was furious: "You are not a thing! Wen Yao, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

As she said that, she moved her hands and rushed forward, her fingernails grabbed Wen Yao's arm fiercely, leaving a few red marks.

Wen Yumian was furious.

He couldn't gain the upper hand against Wen Yao several times, and hated him so much that he never restrained himself.

Wen Yao frowned in pain, suddenly dropped the suitcase, clasped Wen Yumian's hand behind her, with a gloomy face: "Wen Yumian, you are enough, don't be shameless."

Wen Yumian sneered, with a ferocious and sneering face: "Who the hell is shameless, even wanting to snatch the man I like, it's so despicable!"

Jiang Shuliu who was on the side came over to pull back, and reprimanded Wen Yumian: "Mianmian, why did you talk to your sister! Whoever told you to do it, your father will not punish you if he finds out!"

Now that Wen Yumian caught Wen Yao, she naturally wanted to vent her anger, there was no reason to let go, "Mom, get out of the way!"

This movement was not small, which attracted the servants in the villa to look over.

Trying to pull them away, Wen Yumian gave him a hard stare,
"Leave far away!"

I hesitated.

Wen Yumian was full of resentment, and with Jiang Shuliu around, she seemed to be helping Wen Yao, but secretly pinched Wen Yao a lot.

Wen Yao's hair was accidentally pulled by Wen Yumian, and her scalp hurt immediately, she was not polite, and bent her knees to give Wen Yumian a break.

Wen Yumian let out a sharp cry of pain, subconsciously let go of her hand, covered her stomach and grinned.

"Mianmian!" Jiang Shuliu hurriedly looked over, "How are you? Is there anything wrong?"

After the entanglement was over, Wen Yao glanced at her arm covered with nail prints, rubbed her hair, then pointed at Wen Yumian and Jiang Shuliu and said harshly, "This matter is never over."

She was really the one who showed mercy before.

Even now, they still want to join hands to bully her.

Wen Yao swept over them, turned and left with her belongings.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yumian suddenly rushed up from behind, Wen Yao heard footsteps and hid to the side.

Wen Yumian went crazy, "It's not over! I'm not over with you, what are you pretending to be noble, how capable are you to kill me directly! Let me tell you Wen Yao, I will die with you either you or me!"

"Mianmian!" Jiang Shuliu hurriedly dissuaded her, "What are you doing, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Wen Yumian went crazy, Wen Yao was impatient, and got used to the suitcase, Wen Yumian's figure swayed, her calf hurt from being hit, and tears burst out.

Reluctantly, she bared her teeth and claws, grabbed Wen Yao's skirt, and yanked it down fiercely.

Wen Yao was forced to fall forward, and out of instinct, she raised her hand to support the suitcase, watching them twist into a ball, Jiang Shuliu hurriedly called the servant to help.

Wen Yumian clung to Wen Yao tightly and wouldn't let go, so hard that her eyes turned red, looking like she would never let go.

At this time, Jiang Shuliu also came over.

Wen Yao took the hem of the skirt and tore it back, and threw her elbow fiercely back!
"Wow—"

The tearing was accompanied by a burst of exclamation, and then Jiang Shuliu fell to the ground, clutching her stomach in pain, "Ouch...my stomach! My stomach hurts..."

Wen Yao looked back.

A slap came to her suddenly.

There was a loud snap.

Wen Yao had tinnitus for a moment.

Immediately, Wen Yumian roared angrily: "Wen Yao! Do you know that my mother is pregnant! If there is anything wrong with her, I will never end with you! If Dad finds out, he will never let you go—"

Several servants who rushed forward were already stunned by this scene, and they didn't dare to move.

Until Wen Yumian yelled and yelled, "What are you waiting for! Why don't you call an ambulance quickly, my mother has an accident, so don't even try to run away, the people you hire are trash, things with no eyesight!"

The slammed words made them stare at each other, and they hurriedly called the emergency number.

Wen Yao regained her composure and looked closely at Jiang Shuliu's stomach.

Wen Yumian stared at her vigilantly, gritted her teeth and said, "Wen Yao, you are dead!"

Wen Yao didn't listen to her words, her mind was in a mess.

In the end, it returned to calm, but a voice kept echoing repeatedly.

——Jiang Shuliu is pregnant.

Oh, she is pregnant?

At this moment, Jiang Shuliu's face turned pale from the pain, and Wen Yumian was also anxious.

Wait for the ambulance to come and pick him up.

Wen Yao was still sitting on the cold ground, without any reaction for a long time.

The dead silence after the farce.

Terribly quiet.

After a long time, she stood up like a walking dead.

The phone rings.

She took a look and connected.

There was a man's angry growl: "Get the hell out of here and get to the hospital right now!"
-
Wen Yao changed her clothes, and when she arrived at the hospital, Wen Xuemin was walking back and forth in the corridor angrily, obviously very angry, and was waiting for her to come, and then settle accounts after autumn.

Wen Yao grimaced, and walked over.

Wen Xuemin heard footsteps and looked up, saw someone, waited for her to stand in front of him, raised his hand angrily——

"Are you going to hit me again?"

She spoke lightly.

Let Wen Xuemin's hand stop in the air, shake it, and finally retract it.

But he pointed at Wen Yaoxun coldly and said, "You've caused trouble for me as soon as you came back! It's okay to be dissatisfied with your Aunt Jiang, but now that she is pregnant with a child, you dare to beat her. How did you become so bad?" of!?"

Wen Xuemin was almost furious, which was unprecedented.

It can be seen how much he values ​​the child in Jiang Shuliu's stomach.

"I'm bad?" Wen Yao chuckled when she heard the words, raised her eyes to meet his angry eyes coolly and calmly, "You accuse me without asking the cause and effect, it's always been like this. Whether Jiang Shuliu is pregnant or not What does it matter? You know that I just came back. I just want to ask, what do you mean by this? I prepared such a big surprise for me on a business trip. I think two heirs are not enough, so I need one more now, right? ?”

Wen Xuemin was furious, his face was red and his neck was thick, "What kind of rebellious words are you talking about!"

"Where is the treason?" Wen Yao's reaction was flat.

The two were talking when the door of the ward was opened.

Wen Yumian came out from the inside, and when she saw Wen Yao, she immediately rushed up with disgust in her eyes, she asked coldly, "How dare you come to the hospital! My mother was almost killed by you!"

The corners of Wen Yao's lips raised slightly, and she said casually, "It's a pity that she almost missed it. I would rather see her die directly on the operating table."

When she said this, she stared directly at Wen Xuemin.

Wen Xuemin was full of anger when he heard these words, he paused for a moment, he looked at Wen Yao with complex eyes with a livid face.

Wen Yumian couldn't bear it any longer, "Believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart—!"

Wen Yao stood back, still smiling, with a cold look in his eyes, "Stop trying to provoke me, I'm crazy, maybe someday something will happen between you and your mother, and you will die without a whole body .”

Wen Yumian was about to pounce on her again, but was grabbed by Wen Xuemin, "It's Mianmian, this is a hospital, what are you talking about, it's none of your business, go in and accompany your mother."

Wen Yumian clenched her teeth, and gave Wen Yao a hard look before turning around and walking away.

"What's the rush?"

Wen Yao said calmly, "I have some good news for you. It just so happens that Aunt Jiang is hospitalized, so I can get rid of the bad luck and make you happy."

Wen Xuemin frowned tightly, watching her without speaking.

Wen Yumian turned around suspiciously.

Wen Yao glanced at the expressions on their faces, showing a smile that was not a smile, and she reached into her handbag.

Under the gaze of two eyes, he took out a small red notebook.

"this."

She shook.

Looking at Wen Yumian maliciously, she smiled and said softly to Wen Xuemin: "Dad, didn't you always expect me to get married? Didn't I follow your wish and marry myself?"

Wen Xuemin's face was sullen, startled and angry, "You're messing around—"

"Don't be in a hurry to scold." Wen Yao interrupted him softly, and handed over the marriage certificate, "Let's see who I am marrying first."

Wen Yumian couldn't believe it, couldn't believe that Wen Yao was married, and immediately returned, her eyes kept on the marriage certificate.

Wen Xuemin's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and he opened the marriage certificate.

In an instant, shock climbed up his entire face.