A certain wolf was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. The master was so vicious that he almost got tricked. Fortunately, he had the foresight to install the camera before her, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Mo Fanrui turned off the software and searched for the software installed by Wen Wan on the computer, but found no evidence. He changed computers with her, and it seemed that she had installed it on the new computer he bought.
A certain wolf decisively set a password for the computer, closed the computer and returned to the room. He made Wenwan's bed and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in.
After finishing cleaning up, he took off his shirt to reveal his strong chest muscles, and even took off his trousers, leaving only a pair of tight white translucent bullet-shaped NK. He took out the dumbbells from the cabinet, and someone looked very arrogant.
He started doing arm exercises, followed by one-handed push-ups and sit-ups, which fully displayed the man's muscles in the sweat...
After exercising and taking a cold shower, Mo Fanrui walked into the room with a towel casually wiping his wet hair. He sat in front of the computer and followed the stock situation. Seeing that the pharmaceutical stocks he bought made tens of thousands, Mo Fanrui revealed
With a bright smile, click sell directly.[
Picking up the phone, Mo Fanrui called the flower shop and ordered a bouquet of red roses to be delivered to Wen Wan by express delivery.
He transferred more than 10,000 yuan he earned into his bank account, and then transferred it to Wen Wan's account.
Wen Wan, who was at work, was discussing the report with Yang Mu. The front desk brought over red roses, "Xiao Wen, my love is so hot."
Wen Wan was stunned, "Mine?"
The lady at the front desk nodded, with an envious look on her face and said: "The young man from the flower shop sent it over. He mentioned it by name and said it was for you. You can't go wrong. There are 99 roses. They are so beautiful."
"Haha..." Seeing Yang Mu looking at a large bouquet of roses without saying anything, Wen Wan took it awkwardly and rummaged around to find the card, "Did you tell me who sent it?"
The receptionist glanced at Yang Mu and whispered in Wen Wan's ear: "The young man who sent the flowers asked me to tell you that your dear husband gave it to you. Xiao Wen, I didn't expect you to have a secret marriage. It was so painful to deceive us."
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"Haha..." Wen Wan's mouth stiffened, "It's someone else's prank, it's nothing." Damn it, Mo Fanrui is simply looking for death!
The phone rang, and the bank text message reminded me that a remittance of 10,000.9 yuan was sent to the account.
Wen Wan was shocked, why did Mo Fanrui suddenly send her money?
Ah... Damn it, Mo Fanrui's stocks were sold, and she lost the bet. Damn, it's only one yuan away. She actually lost just one dollar. It's really...
The ringtone rang, and Mo Fanrui's calculation was accurate, and the call came over. Wen Wan hung up directly in depression, picked up a large bouquet of roses and put them aside. Seeing that there was no emotion or anger on Yang Mu's face, she was embarrassed and casual
She babbled a few words, "I don't know who sent it, and I didn't even leave a business card." She fainted, and Yang Mu was beside her. What should she do?
Yang Mu glanced at the fiery red rose and said calmly: "A gift from your boyfriend?"
Wen Wan, who was still relatively young, blushed and said, "Where did I get my boyfriend from? I don't know who gave it to me. I guess it's a fan."
"Why didn't you answer the call just now?" Yang Mu said tolerantly, "Maybe there's something urgent."
"It was my ex-boyfriend who called me." Fortunately, he didn't let him see the name on the phone, Wen Wan looked unnatural, "He keeps coming to see me during this time and is too lazy to take care of me."
Phew... I don't know why, in front of Yang Mu, she always treats him submissively, as if she is half a little shorter, and she has to be cautious in everything she says and does.
She cannot repay Yang Mu's enthusiasm with love. He is her guide in work and the key person who helps her open the door to success. She respects and loves him, and even treats him as an idol.
, but could not give him love.
Repaying kindness is not equal to love. She really can't force herself to love him, so the better he treats her, the more guilty she feels, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. She is cautious in front of Yang Mu. In short, she can't open her mouth to say that I
I have someone I like.[
"Brother, is there anything wrong with this algorithm? There are a lot of words on the Internet." Wen Wan quickly changed the topic and poked at the report with the mouse, "This place needs to be modified. It will be much more reasonable..."
Yang Mu stopped asking about the red rose and continued to discuss the report issue with Wen Wan.
After finishing what he was doing, he Wenwan clicked on the flashing QQ profile picture on the lower right side of the desktop. Mo Fanrui cried and beat his chest: Why don't you mess with me?
Wen Wan's face was covered with black lines, and she was whipped with a whip: What's wrong with you? A large bouquet of flowers costs nothing?
Mo Fanrui pointed his fingers aggrievedly: Money is something external to the body. Flowers go with beauty, so giving a bowl is perfect.
Wen Wan was so depressed that she couldn't speak. She typed on the keyboard for a long time: Who cares about the flowers you sent? What nonsense did you ask the person who sent the flowers to say? Damn, what do you mean my husband sent it?
Mo Fanrui sent a picture of her rubbing her breasts and hugging her thighs: Wan, don't pretend, I know you are happy. Hey, no man has ever given you such a big bouquet of roses. I love you, dear.
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Wen Wan was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Wash my neck and wait, see how I deal with you when I come back. Huh, my appearance and work are not bad. The men queuing up to give me flowers line up from the south to the west of the city. Who cares about your flowers?"
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In anger, Wen Wan sent the roses to the trash can. Tsk tsk, this flower is so delicate, it’s worth hundreds of dollars, right? There are a lot of words on the Internet about it. It’s true that you don’t choose the right time to send flowers. It’s a pity to throw them away.
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Mo Fanrui wagged his fingers in dismay: I have thrown away the feather marbles, what are you going to use to beat me with?
Wen Wan vomited blood: I will buy a handful today and I will beat you to death!
Mo Fanrui's skin itched: Come on, come and slap me.
Wen Wan was so angry. He was unkind. Don't blame him for being unjust. You deserved to kill him at night. You really rebelled against him.
With a fire in her stomach, Wen Wan rushed home after work. Unexpectedly, Mo Fanrui, who was afraid of being beaten, had the foresight to go out for refuge. Before leaving, he put a sticky note on the coffee table: Bowl, I'm afraid of you.
Hit me, I’m leaving first. I’ve already made dinner and heated it in a pot, washed the clothes and put them in the closet, and the refrigerator is full of food. If you miss me someday, just give me a call.
I'll come back and take care of you right away.
Wen Wan had nowhere to vent the anger she was holding in her stomach. Fortunately, he escaped quickly, otherwise she would burst out of his mouth.
After being hungry all day, Wen Wan threw her bag on the sofa and walked to the kitchen. There was a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, fried fish, and a cup of black chicken soup in the pot.
Smelling the aroma of the vegetables, her stomach rumbled twice. She picked up the fried fish and walked to the room with a greedy mouth. She opened the confidential computer camera software and checked it while eating. This guy, I guess he still has some conscience and knows what to do.
I cooked a meal for her and then ran away from home.
Wen Wan sat in front of the computer, eating fish and watching the morning video. Seeing him doing housework diligently, she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Wait, why is he taking off his clothes? Pervert!!!