Chapter 223: Shocked! Discovering clues about his life experience

Si Moyan's tall body suddenly stiffened.

His sword-like brows were tightly knitted, and his voice was low and hoarse, "What did you say?"

"I said, let's get a divorce!" Wen Yan said while winking at Si Moyan.

[He and I are not a fake couple, right? I deliberately said this to Wen Yue who was eavesdropping outside the door. He should understand what I mean! ]

[Wen Yue is now revengeful. If I continue to love Si Moyan, her heart will become more twisted and dark, and the Si family will go bankrupt faster. ]

Si Moyan heard Wen Yan's inner voice, and his tense features relaxed a little.

He thought she really wanted to divorce him!

Fortunately, it was just a show for Wen Yue.

"Wen Yan, don't think I will get used to you."

Wen Yan saw that the man understood immediately, the corners of her lips curled up, but her voice became colder, "Who asked you to get used to me, you think you are still the heir to the richest man in Yecheng, you will be penniless soon, I will not suffer with you!"

Si Moyan looked at her with dark eyes, "Okay, don't regret it!"

Wen Yue heard the fierce quarrel coming from the office, and the corners of her lips curled unconsciously.

She knew that Wen Yan was a selfish person.

When the Si Group becomes her possession, she will do her best to deal with Wen Yan.

By then, Wen Yan will no longer have Simoyan's support, and stepping on her to death should be as easy as stepping on an ant!

Thinking of this, the smile on Wen Yue's lips became higher and higher.

After Wen Yue left, Wen Yan immediately walked up to Si Moyan, "Husband, I just said this on purpose for Wen Yue to hear. I have never thought of divorcing you, but the Si Group is in such a big crisis because of me. Will you blame me?"

Si Moyan held Wen Yan's hand, "It has nothing to do with you. Wen Yue relies on her backer. She is very ambitious and wants to become the overlord of Yecheng!"

Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan deeply with his dark eyes, "You should know who Wen Yue's backer is, right?"

Wen Yan's slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes, her expression slightly dim, "I know."

[Maybe I was born without parents. It's okay that they don't like me, but they always want to hurt me. ]

Si Moyan felt a pain in his heart.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged the woman's slender body into his arms.

After accompanying Si Moyan to work overtime for a while, Wen Yan took him back to the apartment.

As soon as she entered the door, Wen Yan heard the old man's dissatisfied voice, "Your chess skills are too poor, you simply lost miserably."

Wen Jinglou was dragged by the old man to play chess in the living room.

Seeing Wen Yan and Si Moyan coming back, Wen Jinglou immediately stood up, "Let A Yan play a game with you, I still have two dishes to cook."

Recently, Si Moyan has been busy with company affairs. He only heard Wen Yan say that she saved a foreign old man a few days ago, but he has not met him in person.

The old man glanced at Si Moyan, squinting his eyes and carefully looking at Si Moyan, "Is this the girl's husband?"

The old man had a sharp and vicious eye. He originally wanted to find some faults with Si Moyan, but Si Moyan was too handsome and noble from head to toe, so people couldn't find any faults.

But -

"What are you busy with every day? Work is important, and your wife is not important. You haven't come back to eat once recently. Don't you want the girl?"

Wen Yan's mouth twitched. She gently pulled Si Moyan's sleeve and lowered her voice, "He is more picky."

Si Moyan pursed his thin lips tightly, "No problem."

He walked to the opposite side of the old man and sat down, playing a game of chess with him.

Originally, the old man didn't take him seriously, thinking that his level was about the same as Wen Jinglou, but it turned out that

his level was actually on par with him, and he was even more murderous.

The old man tried his best to win the game.

"You little brat, you know I'm an old man, but you don't give in?"

Wen Yan shook her head helplessly, "Grandpa, didn't you say that chess character is like character, and deliberately letting go is disrespectful to the opponent?"

The old man snorted, "How could I know this kid is so good? After dinner, I want to play a few more games with him!"

"No, my husband hasn't had a good rest recently. After dinner, I want him to rest."

The old man saw the red bloodshot in Si Moyan's narrow eyes and the faint shadow under his eyes, and he frowned, "Young people are under so much work pressure nowadays?"

Wen Yan hummed and didn't say much.

Wen Jinglou prepared a table of dishes, and when Si Moyan came to eat, he made several seafood dishes.

Wen Jinglou is allergic to seafood, so he made it specially for Si Moyan.

"Ayan, eat more."

Si Moyan nodded, "Thank you, Dad."

The old man saw Si Moyan eating shrimp, and he quickly picked one for himself.

"Wen Jinglou, your chess skills are not that good, but your cooking skills are not bad!"

The old man ate a few prawns and a big crab, "Not bad, not bad, delicious."

When the meal was almost finished, the old man suddenly felt a little itchy on his back.

"What's the matter, my back is itchy and a little burning."

Wen Yan immediately got up and walked behind the old man to take a look.

"Grandpa, please unbutton a few buttons of your clothes so I can take a look for you."

As soon as Wen Yan finished speaking, the old man hugged his clothes tightly, "You little girl, how can you just look at my back casually?"

Wen Yan's mouth twitched.

Wen Loujing explained, "Uncle, my daughter is a doctor, you can let her take a look for you."

The old man took off half of his clothes awkwardly.

Wen Yan looked at the old man's back.

There were many red rashes on his back.

It should be an allergy.

Wen Yan was about to look away when she suddenly found a leaf-shaped birthmark on the old man's shoulder.

Wen Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

She had seen a birthmark of this shape before.

On Wen Jinglou's shoulder.

Dad's birthmark is in the same place as grandpa's!

Grandpa has rashes all over his body, maybe it's because he's allergic to seafood!

Coincidentally, Dad can't eat seafood either.

How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

The old man saw Wen Yan staring at his back in a daze with a serious expression, and his nerves suddenly tensed up.

"Girl, I'm not suffering from a terminal illness, am I? I haven't remembered the past, and I don't know where my home is. I don't want to die so soon!"

Wen Yan pursed her lips tightly, "You don't have a terminal illness, you're just allergic to seafood. By the way, grandpa, I took your pulse a few days ago and found that you have blood clots in your brain. Did you take the medicine I asked you to take on time?"

The old man nodded, "I took it, I also want to recover my memory quickly!"

Wen Yan didn't say anything else, but looked at Wen Jinglou.

Father's appearance is not a pure oriental face, he looks a bit like a mixed-race.

Upon closer inspection, father's eyes are dark blue under strong light, his nose is high, and his lips are thin, which is somewhat like the old man in front of him.

Could it be that my father is an old man?——