"What? Are you sick? Who are you calling Fengchen?" Wen Xin asked in shock.
Chu Pei glanced at her coldly, "It's obviously cow dung, but you insist on treating it as a flower. You have no self-awareness at all."
After saying that, she left.
Wen Xin tried to catch up but was stopped by Sister Tong.
She said angrily: "It's incomprehensible, what does this old man mean?"
"Why are you cursing for no reason?"
"Have I offended him?"
"He's already got one foot in the coffin, yet he still doesn't do good things."
Sister Tong hugged her shoulders and said, "Forget it. This is someone we cannot afford to offend. He is the grandfather of the president of the Jun Group, the richest man in the empire. He was also a legend in the former imperial capital and started out in the underworld."
"At that time, he was one of the most powerful figures in the imperial capital, and he was comparable to the current Jun Zong. However, Jun Zong acted uprightly, while his grandfather did whatever it took to get what he wanted."
"That's why he looks down on us. He must be upset with us!"
Wen Xin nodded. She didn't expect that Mr. Jun actually had such a grandfather. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Mr. Jun was obviously a humble gentleman, so why was his grandfather such a person?
He was unhappy with her and she was unhappy with him.
Putting their annoyance aside, the two walked towards the self-service area.
Jun Mohan had already put on his suit, put on his ring, and was adjusting his tie.
Jun Morou and Jun Moxiao pushed the door open and walked in. When they saw Special Assistant Xu, they asked, "Special Assistant Xu, my brother is in there, right?"
"Yes, just go in!"
"good."
Before they went in, Jun Mohan had heard the sound and came out. His beard and scars had been removed, and there was a hint of coldness on his handsome face, but his eyes were full of expectation.
He seemed to be in a good mood and even wore perfume which had a refreshing smell.
"Now that you are here, are you ready for what I told you to do?"
Jun Morou went forward and said, "I'm ready, but brother, do you really want to tell your sister-in-law about your wealthy family identity?"
"Well! Besides this, there are two others."
"You must be shocked."
Jun Moxiao came over, and the idol said with a sly look on his face, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"We'll know when the time comes."
"let's go!"
The banquet was about to begin. Wen Xin took the orange juice from the waiter and took a sip. She looked up and saw Chu Han. She was dressed elegantly, but she had no makeup on and did not look very good.
He had also lost a lot of weight and was supported by Lu Mengting.
Miss Lu was wearing a red dress, with fiery red lips, and she looked in good spirits, with a confident look on her face, and she kept looking in the direction of the stairs.
When Chu Han saw Wen Xin, he glanced at her coldly and immediately whispered affectionately to Lu Mengting.
Wen Xin looked away awkwardly. Why was Jun Mohan's mother with Lu Mengting?
Do they know each other?
"Sister Tong, why does Lu Mengting seem to be very familiar with Mo Han's mother?"
Following her line of sight, Sister Tong said calmly, "It's normal. Lu Mengting is Mr. Mo's cousin. Mr. Mo has a good relationship with your man. Lu Mengting knows your mother-in-law and is open-minded. She likes Mr. Jun, so naturally she has to dress up beautifully to seduce men."
"It seems so! It seems that Jun Mohan's mother likes Lu Mengting very much."
Wen Xin's tone was a little sour. Her love journey with Jun Mohan was destined to be turbulent, especially with a mother-in-law who hated her so much. She would never be able to live her life with blessings.
Thinking of this, I feel upset. Why hasn’t this bastard come yet?
She looked around and there was no sign of Jun Mohan, but she saw Jiang Yan greeting someone.
Jiang Yan is here too.
Just at this moment, the music at the top sounded, and then Jun Morou stood on the stage with the microphone in her hand. Her pink puffy skirt made her already beautiful face even more lovely and lively, attracting the attention of many men and women.
Jiang Yan, in particular, had his entire gaze fixed on her, and then he looked at the people around him, feeling extremely angry. It was outrageous that those men kept staring at his woman.
"Hello! Hello everyone, I am today's supporter Jun Morou. Welcome everyone to take time out of your busy schedule to attend the costume party hosted by Jun."
"The beautiful ladies and handsome guys in the audience have put a lot of effort into today's dance. What they are wearing is pleasing to the eye and adds rich color to today's dance."
"Now I declare the 2023 Jun Group Costume Ball officially open. After the ball, Jun will announce three things."
Wen Xin frowned, "Sister Tong, isn't this the dance party hosted by President Mo? How did it become President Jun's?"
"I don't know! I also find it baffling. I think Mr. Jun is just a country bumpkin and sissy, but I didn't expect him to be so fashionable."
"This dance was well organized."
As they were talking, a man's deep voice interrupted them, "The so-called bumpkins and sissies you mentioned are actually not from a very humble background."
Bo Jingshen's mouth curled slightly. As an older brother, he seemed to know what his younger brother was going to do?
He finally made the decision to announce the news and even dressed up his wife as a bride, but his sister-in-law obviously knew nothing about it.
That's really interesting.
Wen Xin turned sideways and saw Bo Jingshen and Aunt Bo walking towards her.
Aunt Bo smiled at her, but Bo Jingshen's eyes fell on Mo Rou above.
"Auntie Bo, you are here too."
"Yes, Mo Han invited us here. Oh, and the Wang Chuhe who framed you before is here too. He's over there."
Following Aunt Bo's fingertip, they saw Wang Chuhe, Queen Mother, and Wen Yue standing opposite them, and their eyes all fell on her.
ridicule!
Show off!
Disdain!
The performance was so vivid in their eyes that Sister Tong glared at them and said unhappily, "Why did Mr. Jun invite these people as well?"
"Who knows? Let's just wait and see!"
Jun Morou continued, "Now, please invite President Jun of our Jun Group to come on stage and give a speech to kick off this dance party."
Everyone held their breath and followed the host's gaze towards the stairs.
Even Sister Tong Wenxin was watching excitedly. The place instantly became quiet, and the only sound was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
You can hear about him but not see him.
mystery!
Sister Tong's palms were sweating as she held Wen Xin's hand. She said, "Oh my god, I haven't met this mysterious boss yet. Why do I feel so nervous?"
"Aren't you nervous?"
"Why should I be nervous? I'm usually not attracted to these rich men, especially the wealthy ones."
As they were talking, three men walked out of the stairs. The man in front lowered his head slightly so that his face could not be seen. The two men behind him followed him with smiles on their faces.
One is Jun Moxiao, and the other is Special Assistant Xu!
Wen Xin inexplicably felt that the figure of the man in front of her was very familiar. She widened her eyes and looked at the man who walked down gracefully step by step, her pupils suddenly dilated.
He was wearing a low-key, luxurious custom-made high-end suit, which set off his slender and perfect figure, exquisite facial features, eyes like the moon, eyebrows like swords, thin lips tightly pursed, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, and his long legs walking rhythmically.
Just like an ancient king who ruled the world, overlooking the whole scene with great momentum.
He raised his head slightly, glanced indifferently around the crowd, and finally looked at Wen Xin's face.
There is pampering, surprise and pampering in his eyes.
The whole person is indifferent but fearful, elegant but dignified.
Everyone gasped as the flashlight fell on him, dimming the entire place.
Sister Tong blinked her eyes and said to Wen Xin in disbelief: "Does this man look like your man?"
After Wen Xin was stunned for a while, her eyes were filled with shock and she couldn't help but clench her fists nervously.
“It’s similar and it’s not.”
Xiao Han ran over and said, "Wen Xin, this is your husband!"
"Oh my god, your husband's beard is flying off."
Sister Tong agreed, "Yes, the scar on my face is gone too."
"That Mr. Jun behind you is actually the assistant!"
Wang Dong smiled, "Yes, Mo Han is Jun Mo Han, the president of Jun Group."
"Boom!" Wen Xin felt as if her brain was blown apart. When she could no longer support herself and almost collapsed to the ground, a timid voice came from behind her: "Sister."
Wen Xin turned around and looked at her brother and mother who were dressed fashionably, her eyes became moist.
So what does all this mean?
At this moment, Wang Chuhe came over with Wen Yue and sneered, "Miss Wen, didn't your poor husband come with you?"
She didn't say anything, but opened her mouth, obviously not yet recovered from the shock.
If Wang Dong hadn't said that Jun Mohan was President Jun, she still wouldn't have believed it. The ugly man was so handsome, so beautiful that he seemed like a myth.
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