Wen Zeyu's hand knocked on the table constantly. He was very sure that Wen Peiyu would agree.
"Ha, you want to take advantage of me?" Wen Peiyu glared at him.
"Use each other. Don't you also like Yu Guanqun? You help me and I will help you."
Wen Zeyu smiled inexplicably.
"I don't think you are helping me." How could Wen Peiyu let herself suffer?
"Then I won't fight for your father's property, and you will be compensated, right?"
"You are so shameless. My father spent 10% of his shares to avoid going to jail. Now you are not only dissatisfied, but you are also asking, are you a man? You don't know how to make money yourself, you are targeting women.
, who do you think you are, a stinky man!"
Wen Peiyu couldn't hold back her temper and cursed loudly.
Wen Zeyu's face was red for a while, and his teeth were tightly grinded. He ... really wanted to beat Wen Peiyu with a punch! She was not so good, cheap, and posted Yu Guanqun. Where did she go?
However, he still couldn't mess with her, not yet.
Wen Zeyu smiled, without looking angry at all, and said, "Well, since you are the one who came to me, I will listen carefully to what you want."
"Leave the company, get out of my father's sight, and get back the way you got out. The Wen family has nothing to do with you. It's all thanks to my mother."
Wen Peiyu felt that she had won, and said with an imposing smile.
The wave of hatred in Wen Zeyu's heart was overwhelming. He thought of his mother. He felt sad for her. If she was weak and sad, she would be bullied and robbed. If she was as arrogant as Wen Peiyu, would Wen Jiaqiang abandon her?
"Haha, have you forgotten? Men are born with a predatory nature. When it comes to merit, that's bullshit."
After Wen Zeyu gritted his teeth and cursed, he immediately softened his voice and said, "Are you panicking now? Your father is willing to spend 10% of the shares to buy my freedom, which shows that I am the most important in his heart. You should consider it.
, what do you think, do you want to cooperate with me?"
"You are simply not a man, Wen Zeyu. You will never deserve the pity and sympathy of a woman. You will only make people feel disgusted. Hmph!"
Wen Peiyu was so angry that she went crazy. She had some guesses about her father's thoughts and knew that Wen Zeyu's words were not unfounded.
Her father brought Wen Zeyu into the company and gave him an important position with very obvious intentions. As for her, he just tried to persuade her over and over again not to spend too much energy on her career and to find a good man to marry.
Humph, she took the position of business manager herself, but Wen Zeyu took on an important position as soon as he came. How could dad do this? For more than 20 years, who has laughed with him, who has taken care of his body, who has greeted and cared for him.
?Men, old and young, are all heartless animals.
Wen Peiyu's heart and lungs were about to explode. She couldn't bear to admit her loss and wanted to go to Wen Jiaqiang to question her.
"Hey, Peiyu, don't worry, don't leave. Listen to my brother and tell me carefully. It's my fault that I made you unhappy."
Wen Zeyu apologized in a confusing way, and even the tone of address became cordial and kind. Wen Peiyu was stunned for a moment, and the hope in her heart was rekindled, so she turned around again.
"Come on, sister Peiyu, let's talk about it. Don't get excited. We all have something in common. Together, we are stronger."
Wen Zeyu smiled gently.
After a while, the two sat down on the sofa. Wen Peiyu said: "Go on, tell me about your great plan. It is not helpful to me and I will not cooperate with you."
"I have only one purpose, which is to get my girlfriend Lan Cun'er back. If you can help me, you can do whatever you want."
"Why should I believe you?" Wen Peiyu looked at Wen Zeyu suspiciously.
"Establish the word as evidence!"
Wen Peiyu met Wen Zeyu's equally sharp gaze. In the exchange of eyes, the two knew that the other party agreed with her idea.
"Okay, let's use the words as proof. I'm not afraid of you cheating."
Wen Peiyu finally made up her mind. If everyone outside knew that Wen Zeyu was her father's illegitimate son, even if she didn't care, what about her dead mother? Her mother was once so enviable and a model of loving couple in the eyes of celebrities. How could she
What if her mother is ridiculed and ridiculed by the world after her death? In that case, her mother will not feel at ease in the underworld.
People must not know that Wen Zeyu is her father's son, and she must not hand over the company to him. She must maintain the dignity of her mother.
After half an hour of negotiation, the two signed the agreement.
Wen Zeyu sighed and thought to himself that Yu Guanqun and Lan Cun'er had another unexpected hit in their lives. As for what would happen to Wen Peiyu, he didn't care at all. Maybe she didn't have the ability to break them up, but at least she would.
Let her, a wealthy daughter, be ruined. By then, Wen Jiaqiang will be disappointed in her, let alone hand over the company to her.
In the season of early spring, the weather is changeable. It's cool in the morning, but scorching hot in the afternoon. Changing thick and thin clothes is no match for the changes in the weather.
And Lan Cun'er, a four-month pregnant woman, actually caught a cold under the careful care of so many people.
Because she was pregnant, she did not dare to take medicine casually that would affect the development of the fetus. Therefore, even if she had a fever, cold sweats, and a splitting headache, she could not take medicine or injections.
Feeling dizzy, she fell asleep all day and let the servants change her wet towels to cool down her fever.
The time seemed so long. When her head stopped hurting a little, she woke up. The figure that was shaking desperately in front of her eyes and Yu Kefan's non-stop commanding voice disappeared. Only Yu Guanqun's concerned and distressed eyes looked directly at her.
in front of her eyes.
"Are you feeling better?" Yu Guanqun breathed a sigh of relief. After a whole day of tossing, her fever finally subsided.
"Oh, it's better." Lan Cun'er's mouth was dry, his throat was swollen and sore, and his voice was hoarse and he could hardly speak.
"Hey, it's still so serious. I'll call the doctor again."
"Guanqun, no more, your grandfather's voice makes my head swell and hurt."
After saying that, Lan Cun'er gasped and coughed lightly, and his face was twisted in pain. It was so difficult to breathe.
"Okay, let's drink some water. My lips are dry and I'm worried to death."
Not only was she covered in sweat, but he was also exhausted. The hard work was sweet, but her illness had only recovered a little. After a whole day of virus torture, her face had become sunken and thinner, and only her belly was slightly convex.
It made him so angry that he really wished he had cut his own flesh. I felt so sorry for him.
And she would catch a cold. The culprit was her bad habit of kicking the quilt, but the more culprit was that he actually let her catch a cold in his arms.
When he woke up from the cold in the middle of the night and saw that none of them were covered with quilts and felt cold all over, he felt that something was wrong. Sure enough, not long after he went to work, his grandfather called him and said that she had a cold.
The water in the cup was like nectar, cooling her throat and making her feel so comfortable.
"What kind of water is this?"
Lan Cun'er moved her lips and asked. Her throat was hoarse and painful without the moisture of the water. She took the water glass and sipped it slowly, reluctant to leave.
"I did a search and mixed several moisturizing substances together. Does it taste good?"
"Oh, it tastes great. It's my life-saving water."
"Hey, my husband is so awesome! You can have whatever you want, whatever you want."
Lan Cun'er rolled her eyelids feebly, rolled her eyes at him, and climbed up the tree pole, shameless!
I was full after drinking, and my stomach was bloated and uncomfortable. "Guanqun, I'm full after drinking, but my throat still hurts! How about I take a pill?"
"No, cold medicine is not good for your health. Your fever has subsided now and you will recover slowly. Don't be impatient."
"Then think of a solution quickly!"
"Who told you to kick the quilt at night!" Yu Guanqun wanted to hold back from scolding her but couldn't help it anymore. She was not the only one who suffered, he had also been tortured all day long.
"Who told you to suppress me? Even in my dreams, I want to resist your claws."
"Then I'll hold you tighter. Stop talking. The sound is really unpleasant, like a pig's squealing."
Lan Cun'er was indeed so uncomfortable that he didn't want to speak, but why did he speak so hurtfully!
"Hey, I have a way to get you better quickly."
"What method!" Lan Cun'er's dim eyes suddenly lit up.
"infect!"
Yu Guanqun kissed her dry lips and thought to himself that this treatment method seemed to be safer for pregnant women.
"Then... what if the infection comes back again? Didn't I... have to endure torture twice?"
"No, infection is not a cycle. Just listen to me."
Lan Cun'er rolled his eyes, feeling that he was not an ordinary pervert, or was he just taking advantage of the opportunity?
On the second night of catching a cold, Zhuang Jinghe was annoyed because she had been unable to kill her. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and her mood was erratic. When she was alone, she felt that there was no need to stay any longer. She thought
In a normal life, she didn't know why she stayed like this. The more contact she had, the more she felt that she no longer had any strange feelings for Yu Guanqun. Although she had no memory, why did she not feel the strong and throbbing feelings in her heart at all?
None? TV dramas are not like this. However, as soon as she received a call from Zhu Lihan, she calmed down and became confused again.
In the middle of the night, there was a woman in casual clothes on the corridor, swaying and squirming, yawning again and again, her eyes narrowed with fatigue, and once, she almost hit the wall.
Zhuang Jinghe came out irritably and wanted to go downstairs to pour water, but she saw the back of a woman under the dim light on the corridor. And in the middle of the night, the servant could not come to the main room of the villa without paging, so this woman was not Lan Cun'er or someone else!
She looked like she was going to die from a cold at any moment, like a ghost.
Seeing Lan Cun'er swaying feebly and about to go to the stairs, her beautiful big eyes froze, and she suddenly had a bad intention that she had hidden for a long time. She thought to herself, Cun'er, you are seeking death yourself, don't blame my ruthless men.
She walked lightly towards Lan Cun'er. The woman was so sleepy that she didn't notice anyone approaching. She muttered vaguely: "I'm so sleepy, so tired. I want to sleep! I'm so tired. Big bed.
I'm calling you."
Zhuang Jinghe raised her slender hand, stretched it straight and pushed, and shouted in a low voice: "Go to hell! Take the evil seed in your belly with you!"
"Ah..." the woman let out a low cry and opened her eyes instantly. Before she could realize what was going on, her body rolled downstairs. Her head hit the corner wall of the stairs and rolled rapidly.
His body suddenly stopped.
She shook her head in pain, struggled with her hands and feet, sighed in pain, and fainted.