No matter how high-end a hotel is, it is impossible to be inspected just by stepping out. It can be seen that Mu Yuxiu often finds women to vent his sexual desires, and then informs the front desk whether to let him go based on his needs and preferences.
This made Wen Wan feel that Mu Yuxiu was like an emperor, and his women were his concubines. If Mu Yuxiu didn't read the sign, they couldn't get in. After he finished sleeping, he could only let them go with a wave of his hand.
It's a pity that she is gentle and unwilling to be one of his three thousand beauties.
Her gentle lips curled into an arrogant arc, and she did not answer the front desk's questions. Instead, she casually gathered her coat, unintentionally revealing the ambiguous traces on her neck.
When she went downstairs, she was afraid of the cold, so she took the suit that Mu Yuxiu had put on the bedside and put it on her body, also to cover up the pinch marks and hickeys of different sizes on her arms.
Her meaning was obvious, "I am Mr. Mu's woman. Now that it's over, he wants me to go back."
The receptionist took a careful look and realized that the boss had indeed never kept a woman overnight. After hesitating for a moment, she bowed and sent Wen Wan away.
When Wen Wan exited the revolving door, she thought to herself: A piece of clothing could let them pass. If she really took Mu Yuxiu's check, would it be equivalent to a death-free gold medal?
The Shengshi Hotel is in a busy area, and Wen Wan stopped the car soon.
After she got in, the driver asked her where she was going.
Wen Wan was extremely tired at the moment and wanted to sleep as soon as she sat down on the seat. When she heard the driver's voice, she felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured into her pocket, her back suddenly straightened and her face turned pale.
Her mother died of illness when she was five years old. Although her father remarried later, he also passed away within a few years.
So many things happened during this period that she no longer wanted to think about it anymore.
The only thing I remember is that she was wearing plain white clothes seven years ago, her thin figure standing in the crowded airport hall, her eyes staring at a certain point in the air, but there was no focus in her pupils.
Shen Du hugged her hard and said through gritted teeth in her ear: "Wen Wan, remember, after you leave, never come back."
Only seven years later, she came back.
Shen Du didn't say anything, and he was busy with various matters of opening a law firm recently, so he had to ask Dong Weizhuang to pick her up and let her stay at Dong Weizhuang's house temporarily.
Yesterday, Dong Weizhuang accompanied her to buy clothes. She received a call from Shen Du in the middle of the process. When he left in a hurry, he handed the confidential document to her, and then she pretended to deliver the document to Mu Yuxiu on Dong Wei's behalf.
Wen Wan curled up her legs and hugged her knees.
If she goes to Dong Weizhuang now, it is inevitable that the delicate Dong Weizhuang will not notice her abnormality. If Shen Du finds out about it, it will probably be another troublesome matter.
But instead of going to Dong Weizhuang, where else could she go since she had no friends in city T?
And since she didn't go back last night, Shen Du and Dong Weizhuang must have gone crazy.
Wen Wan took out her mobile phone and saw that there were many "Shendu" displayed on the missed calls. The most recent time was ten minutes ago.
She hesitated for a moment, then pulled out her address book and called Yuan Qian, "Sister Yuan, this is Wen Wan. I want to stay at your house for one night... um... I'll go there first."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Wan pulled out the battery of her cell phone. She broke her fingernail because she used too much force. She stared at the blood drops that came out. She felt no pain, but tears rolled out all of a sudden.
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As soon as Guan Silin exited the boss's room, she heard the sound of something being broken.
She immediately pushed the door open and went in. She saw a porcelain bowl that had been smashed into pieces not far from the coffee table, and Mu Yuxiu, who had his back to her, was holding a piece of note paper tightly in his hand, and his broad back was undulating.
