Chapter 237 He called the uncle a straw migrant worker



Wen Xin was also watching nervously. It was really one crisis after another, it was really scary.

Jun Morou told him what happened yesterday, then excitedly picked up the pillow on the sofa and covered her face with it, laughing so hard that she couldn't stop.

This should be the happiest thing in her life.

Jun Mohan snatched the pillow from her hand and said coldly, "So, you and him are together?"

"Yes, and he kissed me."

"Damn it! It means that my sister was fucked by this pig."

pig?

Jun Morou was unhappy, "Brother, you are the pig now. Jiang Yan is much more handsome than you now. Look at what you look like now. I feel sorry for my sister-in-law. This beautiful flower has been ruined by you, a piece of cow shit."

"Isn't that right, sister-in-law?"

A warm smile indicates agreement.

Jun Mohan's face was gloomy, "Jun Morou, you are looking for death."

"Sister-in-law, help me!"

Jun Morou ran behind Wen Xin, who smiled and stood in front of her, "Okay uncle, what Morou said is right. If you don't shave your beard, I think the word "cow dung" is not enough to describe you."

"Okay, okay, are you two leaning outward?"

Seeing Jun Mohan walking over, Wen Xin said anxiously, "Mo Rou, run away quickly and wait for me outside. Let's go buy groceries together."

"Okay! Sister-in-law."

Jun Morou smiled and ran out and closed the door.

With a warm and flattering smile, "Bye, uncle."

After she finished speaking, she leaned over to change her shoes. Before she had put them on, Jun Mohan hugged her and said, "You helped others but not me just now. I'm angry."

Wen Xin pushed him away and said, "Why are you acting like a child? There's nothing to worry about. I have to go."

"No, if you don't kiss me today, I won't let you leave."

"So what do you want to do?"

Jun Mohan leaned over and wrapped his lips around hers tightly, chuckling, "I'm just scaring you."

"you!"

Watching him leave with a smile, Wen Xin opened the door and walked out, only to see Jun Mo Rou touching her chin with one hand, smiling ambiguously, "You and my brother are in there..."

"Oh! You are such a cranky girl. We have nothing."

"I don't believe it. Look at your mouth, it's swollen and your face is red. Tell the truth."

The two people's laughter rang out in the stairwell.

We went to the supermarket together, bought vegetables and fruits, and it was already four o'clock when we got home.

Jun Morou clamored to help Wen Xin cook, and to learn some cooking skills to cook for Jiang Yan, looking like a crazy fan.

While picking and washing vegetables, she did not forget to reply to Jiang Yan's message.

Seeing her in love, Wen Xin envied her: "You young people are the best! Dating is so sweet. Tell me everything about how you chased Jiang Yan."

"I'll add you to my novel and give you a beautiful love story."

"What? Sister-in-law," Jun Morou stared at her with blinking eyes, as if she had heard something shocking.

"Nothing, I just tried to write a novel and submit it these two days. I want to see if I can earn some pocket money then."

"Oh my god, sister-in-law, you are so amazing that you can actually write novels."

"I can't even write a good elementary school composition!"

Wen Xin was frightened by her noisy appearance and said with a smile: "I don't know how to write either. I'm just trying. It's impossible for me to write very well. I just like to read it."

"Let's go!"

When it comes to writing novels, she really has no confidence.

First, she has low knowledge and culture, but she has read a lot of novels and has a good imagination, so she wants to give it a try.

The second is that I have no choice.

Money! Why is it so hard to make?

After dinner, Jun Morou left, saying that Jiang Yan would rest tonight and they could go on a date.

Wen Xin washed the dishes and Jun Mohan cleaned up, and they both sat down after they were done.

It was around seven o'clock and it was already dark. Wen Xin felt greasy and sweaty because she had been busy all the time.

She took out a tissue and wiped it uncomfortably.

Jun Mohan moved towards her, "Has today's punishment not been done yet?"

"what are you up to?"

"I'm so tired, help me take a bath."

Wen Xin blinked her eyes, full of disbelief, "Are you kidding?"

"Look at you, your face is red again. I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to take the initiative to help me treat my illness in the future."

"Gululu," she swallowed hard and said with a smile, "You are playing with fire and getting burned. Wash it yourself. I don't want to move."

He raised his hand to her shoulders, lifted her chin with one hand, and said ambiguously, "How about I help you wash it?"

Before Wen Xin could react, he picked her up and ran straight to the bathroom.

Wen Xin teased, "Do you really want to help?"

"certainly."

There was a sound of running water, and the bathtub was filled with water, covering her body with foam.

Then the door silhouetted the bodies of two people.

......

Wen Xin was waiting for someone at the entrance of the merchandise department as soon as she got to work the next day.

Everyone still looked at her with contempt, but they didn't dare to offend her because of Wang Dong's face.

It can be said that since the photos were exposed, everyone in the company has been isolating her.

She knew it in her heart, but she didn't care anymore.

After all, she has been isolated since she was born because of her identity.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Wang appeared. When he saw Wen Xin, he turned and left.

"stop."

Wen Xin shouted and ran up.

Xiao Wang was cornered by Wen Xin. Thinking of her rejection of him, he said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"I would like to ask what you want to do?"

"?"

"Little King, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

Xiao Wang frowned, his heart skipped a beat, but he still said coldly: "I don't understand what you mean? I have to go to work."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wen Xin didn't want to give him face and spoke directly.

"You sent those photos to my husband and mother-in-law?"

"You were the one who posted it online, too. I just want to know why?"

The body of Xiao Wang on his back stiffened, his eyes spitting fire. He was the eldest son of the Wang family, the eldest son who had everything he wanted.

It has always been others who fawned over him and gave themselves to him, but here, this woman directly rejected him.

It caused him to lose face.

How could she still have the nerve to ask him why at this moment?

Turning back indifferently, he asked coldly: "What evidence do you have to accuse me of doing this?"

"You still haven't admitted it, but the boss of the pirated company has already admitted it, so why bother pretending?"

"Haha!" Xiao Wang said fiercely, approaching her, "So what if it's me?"

"You think your straw-bag migrant man can help you, ridiculous."

"Not only is he ugly, he's also poor. How can he get you?"

"I am hundreds of times better than him, and even my family background is beyond his reach. Why do you want to like him and reject me?"

Hearing the man in front of her scolding an uncle, Wen Xin was very angry, "If you have anything to say, come to me. What right do you have to scold my man?"

"Stupid migrant workers? Ridiculous."

"Your Wang family is indeed rich, but so what?"

"Can rich people insult migrant workers at will like this? They are just looking down on others."

"Don't say I don't like you. With the way you are, I dare say no woman would like you."

Xiao Wang was irritated and growled, "I have the qualifications, what's it to you to control me?"

"Miss Wen, don't mess with me. You can't mess with me."

"Get out of the way."

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