After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

Deng Wenkun was stroking his chin and looking at her. A fat man next to him who had his hair meticulously styled with hairspray touched him and asked, "Who is this beautiful woman?"

"You don't know this, Mr. Lin of our company." Deng Wenkun said.

"Still a boss?"

The fat man shouted exaggeratedly, pointed at Lin Dongyu and made an arc with his hand, and said, "Let me see, the vase is pretty much the same."

Deng Wenkun said: "Don't believe it."

He cast his gaze around Lin Dongyu and said, "Our Mr. Lin is very capable. When he entered the company, he fascinated Vice President Zhou and now he has hooked up with Mr. Shu."

These malicious words had been whispered in his mind eight hundred times, but he did not dare to say them in the company.

Shu's two major brands - Caiwei specializes in cosmetics and Qingwei specializes in skin care products. Most of the company's employees are women.

How dare he offend the public?

Even if he used Lin Dongyu's marriage as an excuse, he would only dare to tell Zhou Puyi quietly behind his back.

It's different now.

Lin Dongyu was alone, and next to him was an old woman who looked to be in her fifties.

On my side, they are all men.

Afraid of her?

In front of Lin Dongyu, several men discussed loudly.

Unscrupulous.

Lin Dongyu had already stood up, and her long eyelashes could not hide the anger in her heart.

"Deng Wenkun," she said word by word, "if you have the guts, say what you just said again."

"What's wrong with saying it again? Do you dare to do it or not admit it?"

Deng Wenkun smiled and said: "No one in the company knows about it, we just don't tell it."

The slightly fat man echoed: "I think she does have the capital. Do you want to consider spending a night with me? I will take you to buy a bag tomorrow."

The other people burst into laughter.

"That's right, the beautiful girl's clothes are too shabby. If you need money, just tell us, we can do it!"

Lin Dongyu pursed his lips and looked down at the things on the ground, looking for something with his eyes.

The aunt was already very angry. She bent down and picked up a stainless steel thermos bucket from the pile of environmental protection bags on the ground, handed it to her and said, "Xiao Yu."

Lin Dongyu reached out and took it. This was exactly what she was looking for.

She opened the lid and poured it out in the direction of Deng Wenkun and others.

Inside, there was herbal tea that my aunt had brewed this morning. It was packed in a thermos bucket. The temperature was only slightly lower than when it was freshly brewed.

"Ah! So hot!"

"Lin Dongyu, you son of a bitch, how dare you insult me!"

"What the hell!"

"My clothes are ruined! Can you afford to pay for it? Poor bitch!"

Several people jumped back in a hurry, their bodies steaming.

Lin Dongyu's main target was Deng Wenkun. Half of his body was wet, and herbal tea residue was still hanging on his face, dripping down his neck and into his clothes.

Deng Wenkun pulled his collar and glared at Lin Dongyu: "Don't think I don't hit women!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked straight towards Lin Dongyu angrily.

Before he took two steps, he was stopped by someone.

"Who do you want to hit?" Mo Chen stood in front of him, looking at him coldly with a fierce aura.

Deng Wenkun was so frightened by him that he took a step back and looked around, but he only saw him alone. He suddenly felt that he could do it again.

Before he could make any move, Mo Chen took half a step forward with his right foot and stretched out his hand to push.

It seemed like just an ordinary push.

At least that's how it seems to Lin Dongyu.

However, Deng Wenkun staggered back several steps and was caught by the person behind him.

He looked at Mo Chen with a ghostly look, ignoring the embarrassment on his body and said, "Let's go!"

Lin Dongyu watched in amusement as several people fled in confusion, then walked towards Mo Chen and said, "Thank you. What did you do just now?"

Mo Chen withdrew his gaze, looked at Lin Dongyu with much softer eyes, and said, "I just pushed him while he was unstable."

Ever since the kidnapping incident, Mo's father hired a powerful boxer for him.

Not for physical fitness, just to teach how to fight.

The truth behind it is not worth mentioning to put it bluntly, but to a layman, it seems as mysterious as a ghost.

"Who are they?" Mo Chen asked.

He has a good memory for people and clearly remembers meeting Deng Wenkun downstairs of Lin Dongyu's company a few days ago.

Lin Dongyu explained the grudge between her and Deng Wenkun, saying: "Ignore them, they are just clowns."

The aunt heard this from the side and stepped forward to pull Lin Dongyu and said with a frightened look on her face: "It's actually a colleague of your company? Then will he make things difficult for you?"

"How dare he in the company?" Lin Dongyu said disdainfully, "His position is one level lower than mine."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them took everything into the yard.

Behind the woods not far away, Deng Wenkun looked at their backs and gritted his teeth and said, "We can't just let it go!"

"I have a way." The fat man said.