“If a man can’t even protect his own wife and makes her suffer every day, he will never amount to anything.”
Wen Jiaojiao didn't say anything. As she walked into the office, she bent down to avoid his embrace and said:
"We still need to be mindful of the potential impact."
Wen Zhaoye didn't insist any further and pushed open the door. Inside, two people were sitting and looked at him in unison.
He pulled out a chair next to his desk and said, "You can sit here. I'll finish explaining things quickly and then I'll take you out to eat."
Under the gazes of the two people, Wen Jiaojiao sat down in the chair, looked at the bill on the table, and said speechlessly:
"You can go and talk your thing. I'm not a child, why do I need you to explain things to me?"
Song Zhu glanced at the natural and harmonious atmosphere between the two, and a bad feeling welled up inside her:
This woman is quite shrewd. Judging from the way the boss's eyes are practically glued to her, there's probably something going on between them.
Wen Zhaoye glanced at Wen Jiaojiao with a slight smile in his eyes, then walked to Zhou Jinyan's side and explained the features and styles of the leggings.
When the two started talking about materials, Wen Zhaoye paused, turned to Wen Jiaojiao, and said:
“Jiaomei, you sit here. I’ll go with him to the storeroom to check the fabric.”
Wen Jiaojiao nodded. After the two left, she noticed Song Zhu's gaze occasionally falling on her. She frowned and looked over, saying:
Why are you staring at me like that?
Song Zhu voiced her lingering doubts:
What's your relationship with the boss?
Wen Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, ultimately not wanting to use his status to gain personal connections, and said:
"I'm his sister."
"Nothing else?" Song Zhu didn't believe Wen Zhaoye could be so kind to a stepsister with no blood relation.
She hadn't forgotten that Wen Zhaoye had personally pulled out the chair Wen Jiaojiao was sitting in, and asked, "Then why is he so good to you?"
Wen Jiaojiao said ambiguously:
"We're family, shouldn't you treat me well?"
The doubts in Song Zhu's heart grew heavier:
Regardless, the new factory will open in a couple of days. As long as Song Yan works in the same factory as the boss, she'll definitely be able to change his mind.
Men are often momentarily blinded by beautiful women, but once they find someone better to compare them to, they will surely know which is more important.
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