Jun Mohan said coldly: "If you dare to say anything against them, I will make it impossible for you and Shen Yueru to stay here. The next punishment will be more horrible than this."
"I know, I know, absolutely not."
In order to stay alive, Wen Guoqiang risked his life. Now he didn't dare to marry this relative who was out of his league, so he could only rescue himself first. At worst, he could let Shen Yueru take in customers and make money to support him.
His reputation is ruined anyway, so it doesn’t matter if it gets worse.
After rescuing Wen Guoqiang, Jun Mohan drove away with Wen Xin, leaving Wen Guoqiang, who was covered in feces, to walk to the city alone.
The roads in the suburbs were eerie and windy, and he smelled so bad that even he was disgusted by it.
He was not afraid of anything happening to himself. After all, no one would have any bad intentions towards him when he was covered in shit.
In the car, Wen Xin looked at Jun Mohan.
"You really need to make him apologize. I'm worried that he'll turn against me and my mom."
Jun Mohan laughed and said, "He doesn't dare. This lesson is a real test for him. He probably won't stay with his own shit and urine for a week again."
Wen Xin smiled bitterly, "You really have good intentions. You can actually think of such a trick. I thought businessmen only do things for money, but I didn't expect that they also need brains."
"Of course. For a greedy person like Wen Guoqiang, brains are more useful than money."
"Yeah! I hope he won't bother my mother anymore after I die."
Wen Xin's words made Jun Mohan's steering wheel slip, and he almost hit a tree. He finally braked and stopped the car. Seeing Wen Xin's frightened face turned pale
The anger in my heart immediately turned into heartache.
"I'm sorry, I..."
Wen Xin smiled and said, "I'm fine. I just told the truth. When I die giving birth to the child, please find a new mother for the child. As for my mother, if you think she is a burden, please give them some money for the sake of me giving birth to your child, so that she and Zhou Zhou can live out their old age in peace."
“This is also my wish.”
"Bang!" Jun Mohan lost control and slammed the steering wheel with his hands. Then, without saying a word, he got out of the car and leaned against the front of it, smoking one cigarette after another.
He stopped smoking ever since Wen Xin became pregnant, but after hearing what she said just now, he felt like he would die immediately if he didn't smoke.
He frowned in pain as if he was addicted to drugs.
Under the street light, his handsome face became increasingly gloomy, and he slapped himself in the face in pain.
The slap was so loud that it made the warm body in the car bounce. She looked at the man standing outside, not knowing what to say.
The two of them continued for a full half hour. Occasionally, a car passed by on the road and saw Jun Mohan, thinking he was a psycho.
Finally, Wen Xin walked down. The pungent smell of smoke made her retch, and she covered her chest in pain.
Jun Mohan dropped the cigarette in his hand and ran over quickly, "Hurry up and get in the car, it's cold outside."
"Honey, I'm sorry I said the wrong thing."
"Wen Xin, I don't want you to keep saying that you're going to die. You won't die as long as I'm here."
"But I'm really ready. At least I can be with you for this year. Let's not keep arguing, okay?"
Watching the tears falling from her bright eyes, it was like golden diamonds falling into his heart and then being wrapped by his heart. It hurt so much that even breathing was painful, and blood would seep out as long as he moved the slightest.
Jun Mohan swallowed the harsh words in his mouth and said calmly: "You won't die, and the child won't die either. I will be with you forever."
“Woo woo~~”
Low sobs echoed in the empty road. Two bodies hugging each other stood somewhat humbly under the street light. Jun Mohan only realized it at this moment.
It turns out that money is not omnipotent. He has money but cannot buy life or happiness.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, and a sweet and fishy taste surged in my throat again.
Wen Xin's illness was kept secret from Lin Haiyan and Chu Han, but the atmosphere at home was no longer as good as before.
In the room, Wen Xin planned to finish the novel as soon as possible and spend more time with her family this year.
Jun Mohan and Wen Xin saw each other's pain and could only force a smile.
Lu Mengting's wedding was soon here.
Jun Mohan was carried there by Mo Chen, and Lu Mengting said she wanted to apologize to him, so he went.
Wen Xin didn’t know that today was Lu Mengting’s wedding. She was basking in the sun alone on the balcony. Lin Haiyan took Zhou Zhou to deliver school supplies to Xia Xia.
The dog kept grabbing the door, as if trying to go out.
Wen Xin walked over and picked up Dog Lord, "You want to go out?"
"Awooo!" Lord Dog nodded.
Wen Xin smiled and said, "Then I'll take you out for a walk."
Suddenly she thought of something and said calmly, "Oh, by the way, didn't you get that little bitch pregnant before? The family said they would give me the puppies that were born. Why haven't you responded recently?"
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Xin looked through the peephole and unexpectedly saw Ge Qing. She frowned and hesitated for a moment before opening the door.
"How did you find this place?"
"Wen Xin, I came to you to tell you that Jun Mohan got drunk at the banquet and made a scene, shouting that he wanted to see you. Do you want to go pick him up?"
Wen Xin closed the door without a second thought, "Where is it?"
"I'll take you there!"
Wen Xin looked at her questioningly, always feeling that she had bad intentions.
"No, I'll go by myself."
"Wen Xin, Jun Mohan asked me to take away 80 million because of you. He is such a sinister person, do you think I still want to do anything to him?"
"Haha!" Wen Xin sneered, "I'm not interested in your opinion of him at all. After all, he looks at you like a nasty fly."
Ge Qing was not angry either, she smiled and said, "That's why I gave up and didn't dare to humiliate myself. After all, he treated you very well."
Wen Xin frowned and said, "Tell me the address and I'll go there myself."
Ge Qing thought about it and decided to tell her the address. After all, Lu Mengting only asked her to bring Wen Xin over there, and didn't say that she had to be with her.
According to the address, Wen Xin took a taxi to the hotel designated by Ge Qing.
But when she saw Lu Mengting's wedding photo at the door, she frowned. Today was Lu Mengting's wedding. What on earth was Ge Qing trying to do?
Just as she was thinking about it, she moved her head and saw Jun Mohan being dragged precariously by Lu Mengting into the lounge next to the reception room.
Why is Jun Mohan here?
He didn't always hate Lu Mengting.
The more she thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. Wen Xin followed him in. The door of the lounge was only ajar and not locked. Wen Xin opened the door with a light push.
The lounge was very large and she didn't see the two of them, but she heard Lu Mengting's soft voice.
"Mo Han, I love you."
Wen Xin held onto the wall, her heart beating rapidly as if it was grabbed by something. Resisting the urge to lose her temper, she walked in.
Sure enough, Jun Mohan was lying on the bed with his shirt undone, and Lu Mengting was lying on top of him. Her slender index finger slowly moved across his chest until it stopped at his Adam's apple.
"Water, water."
Lu Mengting shifted her gaze to the side and looked at Wen Xin. She sneered and moved closer to Jun Mohan's cheek, almost kissing him.
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