"Then please tell him that I'm waiting for him at the coffee shop at the entrance of the community. See you there."
Before Assistant Xu could say anything, Wen Xin hung up the phone.
Hearing Jun Mohan's cold voice on the hands-free phone, "Get off work!"
"Then Mr. Jun, what my sister-in-law said."
"I heard that."
"Yeah! It's just so strange that my sister-in-law didn't call you directly, but called me."
After he finished speaking, he met Jun Mohan's cold gaze, scratched his head and quickly left.
Jun Mohan hesitated for a long time before going to the cafe. The woman leaning against the window had her hands on the table and her chin resting on her hand.
My thoughts have drifted away, and there is a hint of sadness in my eyes.
Just one glance and Jun Mohan felt heartbroken.
The hands hanging by his side gradually clenched, and he had no choice but to put them in his trouser pockets and walk away.
A familiar scent lingers warmly around my nose.
She raised her head and met Jun Mohan's gaze, smiling indifferently, "Here you are, I thought you wouldn't come."
"Sit down! Let's chat."
He said calmly: "What do we have to talk about?"
"You might be interested."
Wen Xin said as she poured him a cup of hot water.
Jun Mohan sat down, feeling a slight pain in his heart. He held the cup of tea she handed him, lowered his head and looked at the tea in deep thought.
Suddenly, her words took his breath away.
"Let's get divorced!"
"reason."
"There's no reason, I just don't deserve you."
Jun Mohan tightened his grip on the cup, and the glass shattered, spilling water onto the table, then soaking his suit pants.
She knew how much hatred it would take to crush the cup.
He must have hated himself for hiding the truth!
"You know, if you want to leave me, you have to pay me back the money I gave you. It's so much, you can't pay it back."
Wen Xin bit her lip and said, "I will be able to pay it back."
"Just give me some time."
Seeing her stand up, Jun Mohan sneered: "Do you really want to leave me?"
"It's not that I want to leave, but your attitude these past two days is so disappointing. I want to ask you what you want to do?"
"A cold war for no reason, no words."
"It's hard to even look at me."
"What's the point of being together like this?"
Jun Mohan stood up and looked at her coldly, "I just want to tell you the truth, are you really just a cleaner?"
My heart was startled and Wen Xin realized something.
Jun Mohan's sudden change.
Chu Han's arrival.
And the man who left behind the photo.
Three things, all happened on that day.
Could it be that he also received those photos?
She blinked and looked at him in disbelief, her heart full of confusion.
Fear and tension are intertwined.
"Tell me, are you just a cleaner?"
"Or are you hiding something else from me?"
"Wen Xin, I don't care about your job as a cleaner, but I care about you..."
The words were never spoken.
Who wouldn’t mind having their body seen by others?
Wen Xin swallowed, looked at him helplessly, and bit her lip. His gaze always carried an oppressive and powerful feeling, especially his pupils that pierced her heart and made her unable to breathe.
Finally, she smiled bitterly, "What truth do you want to hear?"
"Do you want to hear that I am Wen, or that my former profession is not to be seen by the public?"
She glared at him, and sure enough, his eyes did not evade. Not surprisingly, he already knew about her past career.
Is it shameful?
It's just a nude model, why is it so shameful?
She smiled bitterly, as if she was ashamed to face others, and even she disliked herself.
He clenched his hands, his eyes red, "You are indeed not simple."
"Yes, I am not simple. Since you already know it, I won't hide it from you. Don't you want to know what I used to do?"
"Well, I'll show you."
Wen Xin took out her cell phone, opened the website that she hadn't visited for a long time, and logged into the account that was engraved in her bones.
The cover of the webpage, her half-naked photo is still vivid in my mind.
So graceful!
I feel pity for her!
The eyes are confusing!
She threw the phone in front of him. "This is me, the me in your eyes who is so humble that I can only rely on my body to make money. Are you satisfied with tearing open my wounds?"
"Do you think I'm disgusting?"
Jun Mohan picked up the phone with trembling hands, clicked on the photos with his fingertips, clenched his hands, and a mouthful of blood spread out in his mouth.
The comments below are very insightful.
Like a cold stab, it kills without shedding blood.
[As expected of Wen, she is so beautiful, with a golden ratio figure]
【Pure, charming, sexy. 】
[This figure should be photographed more often, it is pleasing to the eyes. 】
[This kind of woman may be beautiful, but you can't marry her home and let the whole world see her. It's too cheap.]
[Oh! She is just a model, she is not selling her body and soul, what's the fuss, as long as she looks good, why compare her blindly. ]
[This is for everyone to see. You guys are too naive. The entertainment industry is very complicated.]
Jun Mohan couldn't bear to read the comments any more and threw his phone on the table.
Wen Xin's eyes felt burning with pain. It turned out that no one would not despise her past.
Even if her mother knew, she would break her legs!
"Jun Mohan, this is enough of a reason to break up!"
"Just like they thought, I'm dirty and not worthy of you."
Looking at her determined back as she turned and left, Jun Mohan remained silent for a long time.
Wen Xin returned home and started packing her things. Lin Haiyan came out and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Mom, pack your things quickly. We're going to stay at Xiao Han's house tonight."
“Why?”
Lin Haiyan had a bad feeling. Seeing Wen Xin frowning and looking depressed all day long, she knew that this girl had had a fight with Mo Han.
You can quarrel, but you can't run away from home just to be willful.
"Did you have a fight with Mo Han?"
Wen Xin said as she packed her things: "It's not a quarrel, it's that our contractual relationship has ended."
"Are you crazy? Mo Han is so good to you, how can you be so willful?"
"I know you signed a contractual relationship when you got married, but can't you see how good he is to you?"
"He has done so much for you, for me, and for Zhou Zhou. How can you just leave like that?"
"You disappoint me so much."
Wen Xin dropped the clothes in her hands and said, "Mom, this is the result of our careful consideration. It's not that I am willful. He has his life and I have mine."
"Besides, he doesn't like me at all, and the love we showed before was just fake."
"I know how good he is to me, and that is a kind of responsibility."
“Now is the best time to end it.”
Outside the door, Jun Mohan stood there quietly listening.
The warm words were heart-piercing and were said so frankly.
No emotions.
Pretending to be affectionate.
But doesn't she know that I am sincere to her?
He was afraid of dropping it if he held it in his palm, afraid of it melting if he held it in his mouth, and he even wanted to pick the stars in the sky and give them to her.
Lin Haiyan asked anxiously: "What about his money?"
"Aren't you kidding me?"
"Use them and kick them aside."
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