After arriving downstairs at the company and parking the car, Special Assistant Xu took the VIP president elevator carrying ramen.
When the elevator door opened, Jun Mohan was still working on his work in front of his computer without even raising his eyelids.
His world consists of work and fitness, and he has never had any other hobbies. Special Assistant Xu is used to accompanying him in this monotonous and boring life.
He strode over and placed one of the noodles in front of him, "Boss, the noodles are here."
"Hmm!" He responded lightly, put down the pen in his hand, moved the face in front of him, and saw Special Assistant Xu standing there, hesitant to speak. He raised his eyelids and said, "Put on your sunglasses and talk to me. I'll give you one minute."
Special Assistant Xu pursed his lips, then took out his glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on, and brought a chair to sit down. "Guess who I saw when I was buying noodles just now?"
Jun Mohan opened the lid, and a fresh fragrance filled his nose. He asked casually, "Who?"
"Sister-in-law! Your wife."
Jun Mohan lowered his head, "Her affairs have nothing to do with me."
"My wife is also outside having noodles with friends."
He asked casually: "Male or female?"
Special Assistant Xu smiled, with an ambiguous smile, "Boss Jun, are you jealous?"
"Asshole, I'm just afraid that this woman will cheat on me and ruin my reputation, affecting the reputation of the group."
Special Assistant Xu did not dare to refute. He felt that the president was unkind and could not help but feel sorry for Wen Xin. He was also secretly glad that he was a man, otherwise, if he was favored by this evil president, he would definitely die young.
He muttered quietly, "Aren't you guys secretly married? It won't affect the group's reputation."
As soon as he said this, Jun Mohan's eyes shot over, as sharp as popsicles in the snow in Northeast China.
Special Assistant Xu broke out in a cold sweat and could only smile awkwardly, "Wrong, wrong, I'll shut up."
After saying this, he raised his face and disappeared.
......
After eating noodles, Wen Xin and Xiao Han bought some mineral water and headed towards the KTV.
Wen Xin didn't get off work until midnight. She wanted to sleep in the dormitory, but when she remembered that she was married, she went out.
Although it was late, their store was located in a busy city. There were still people at the roadside barbecue stalls, and the lights were bright, so there was no feeling of fear.
She took a motorcycle taxi, and the car headed steadily towards home. A sense of belonging made her feel unreal.
More than ten minutes later, the owner of the motorcycle parked the car outside the community. She paid the fee and then walked into Jingdu Community.
Pushing the door open, the living room was brightly lit and the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. Wen Xin changed into slippers, put her bag down, and walked in.
Just then, Jun Mohan opened the bathroom door and came out.
Wen Xin subconsciously looked up and saw that he was wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, his hair was still dripping with water. He was about to wipe his hair, and the bath towel covered the lower half of his face.
Before Wen Xin could say anything, Jun Mohan had already run into the bathroom with his butt sticking up. He was tall to begin with, and accidentally hit his forehead on the door and almost fell.
Wen Xin couldn't help but laugh at his funny look, and she covered her mouth for fear that he would hear it.
Jun Mohan was still in shock. He looked at his smooth face in the mirror, feeling uneasy. He tried hard to recall whether she had seen his true appearance just now.
After thinking for a long time, he was sure that she didn't see it.
Only then did he glue the beard and scar back on and walked out calmly.
The woman in the living room was still standing there, looking down at her old cell phone. Her face looked haggard under the crystal chandelier. She had taken off her coat, revealing her smooth, white arms.
"you……"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he met her big round eyes, which looked at him with a smile on her lips, as if she was laughing at his previous behavior.
Jun Mohan scratched his wet hair uncomfortably, then said in a deep voice: "There was no sound when I came back. If you didn't know, you would think there was a thief in the house."
Wen Xin glanced at the room and agreed, "Don't worry, there's nothing at home either. Even thieves wouldn't like you. Besides, no one would dare to get close to you in your appearance."
Jun Mohan: "......"
He was speechless and complained in his heart that this woman despised him for being poor and also despised him for being ugly.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Wen Xin hurriedly called out to him, "Uncle, wait a minute."
She turned and walked to the shoe cabinet, took out her canvas bag, and rummaged through it. At first she looked a little anxious, until she took out a piece of paper, she began to relax and walked over with a smile.
The paper in his hand waved in front of his eyes.
"This is?"
"I'm off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I've made a list to buy furniture. Do you have time?"
Jun Mohan was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Yes."
His voice was still cold, as if there was no extra expression on his face. He had the air of a leader, which made Wen Xin very uncomfortable.
"Okay! I'll call you tomorrow morning," Wen Xin responded casually.
Jun Mohan walked past her and went to the balcony with the bath towel. He hung the bath towel on the clothesline to dry, then smoothed his hair before walking in and saying something lightly.
"It's getting late, go to bed early."
After he finished speaking, before Wen Xin could respond, he went straight into the room, locked the door, and blocked off anyone from outside.
"So aloof, no wonder grandma said he was a loner."
Wen Xin rubbed her sore neck and prepared to go into the bathroom to wash her face and feet and go to bed. After taking two steps, she heard the sound of the door opening.
"By the way, remember to disinfect the toilet with alcohol after you go to the bathroom, wipe the sink clean, and try not to splash water into my cup. Oh, and don't take the wrong toothbrush."
Wen Xin's mouth twitched. There were so many things to do.
With a "bang", he slammed the door shut again.
Wen Xin was troubled by his obsessive-compulsive disorder, but she had to endure it because the house she lived in was his.
It was already very good that others helped her mother with her medical treatment and provided her with food and shelter. They didn't even ask her to do anything between husband and wife. She was already very grateful and naturally didn't have too many thoughts.
After washing up, she disinfected the toilet with disinfectant and wiped the sink before going to bed.
As soon as she closed the door, she heard the door next door open, then go into the bathroom, and then come out again.
Wen Xin knew that this guy would definitely check whether the toilet had been disinfected.
Lying on the bed exhausted, he fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, the two went downstairs without having breakfast to prepare for shopping. In the small space of the elevator, there were only two of them. They didn't say a word during the whole process, which made Wen Xin lower her head and bite her lips in embarrassment.
I wanted to speak, but swallowed it back.
Jun Mohan's gaze fell on himself in the elevator mirror.
That beard and that scar are indeed a bit creepy. If I had chosen better-looking props earlier, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed to show it off.
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