She didn't expect Shen Jie to repay the money so soon. She paused and said, "Okay, I'll send you the card number later. Actually I don't have that much money to lend you. your."
Shen Jie was silent for a few seconds, and seemed to be smiling, but his tone was mixed with bitterness: "Thenyou help me thank him. He is very good to you, I am relieved, and there is nothing I can't let go of. Because I love you, even I can help him, I underestimated his feelings for you."
Wen Yan didn't know what to say, so he just said 'um', then hung up the phone, and sent Mark Tingchen's card number by the way. She didn't do this to please Mao Tingchen, but it was supposed to be like this. She was wrong at the beginning, and she also underestimated Mao Tingchen's love for her.
When she was in a trance, Tang Can's figure jumped into her sight: "What a coincidence, I always meet you here."
Wen Yan joked: "Should I deduct your salary if you run out during working hours?"
Tang Can tapped her finger on the edge of the table: "Everyone is a designer, don't be so serious, it's always good to come out and find inspiration."
Wen Yan thought of something, and found out Xu Yangyang's new phone number: "Yangyang is now working part-time in a relative's restaurant, and is also preparing for the accounting certificate exam at the behest of her mother. The family is arranging a blind date for her. She plans to find a parent The person she likes gets married casually. Such a mediocre life is not what she wants. I will send you the address of the restaurant where she works part-time. You can figure out how to do it yourself. It's just a pity."
Something flashed across Tang Can's eyes, too late to catch it: "Oh, I see."
Wen Yan didn't expose it, sometimes, some people are as calm on the surface as the turmoil in their hearts.
Around noon, Tang Can left the coffee shop, and Wen Yan also packed up her things and returned to Mu's house. With Tang Can here today, it's not like she has nothing to gain.
After Tang Can left the coffee shop, he didn't go back to the company directly. Instead, he followed the address of Xu Yangyang's part-time job that Wen Yan said. His car was parked outside the restaurant not too close, and he watched Xu Yangyang's busy figure through the glass wall. There were all kinds of feelings in his heart, but he couldn't sort out them bit by bit.
After a long time, he drove away, and now he didn't know whether he should bother Xu Yangyang, every time he saw her, her mother's fierce words on the phone would appear in his mind, maybe he really wasn't good enough for her Scum, no matter how glamorous life is now, the dark things inside cannot be erased
When the sky is getting dark, the Mu Group Building.
Mark Tingchen was considering whether to go back for dinner tonight.
When he took out his mobile phone, he found that there was a transfer information from the bank, more than ten million, close to twenty million. Wen Yan's hand.
Thinking of something, he closed his laptop, got up and walked out. At the same time, he called Chen Nuo, told Chen Nuo to prepare a car, and returned to Mu's house immediately.
On the way back, seeing the cloudy expression on his face, Chen Nuo asked tentatively: "Master, is something wrong?"
Mark Tingchen shook his head, but did not speak. He was wondering if the money was lent to Shen Jie, and how it would be transferred to his account
Back at Mu's house, he got out of the car without a moment's pause, and went straight into the house. He didn't see Wen Yan in the courtyard or on the first floor, so he went upstairs again. Wen Yan was playing hide-and-seek with Xiaotuanzi, hiding one by one, and the laughter spread far away.
He stopped to look at it for a while, and then said: "Wen Yan, come here."
Wen Yan looked at him, disappointment flashed across his eyes, he hadn't called her by name for a long time, he always called her 'Yanyan', feelings are really easy to deteriorate.
Xiaotuanzi threw himself into Mark Tingchen's arms first, and Wen Yan also stepped forward: "What's the matter?"
Mark Tingchen asked: "Did Shen Jie return the money to you?"
She raised her hand and pulled her long hair around her ears: "Well, I asked him to call your account."
He pursed his lips and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking. She smiled: "I'll go and see if dinner is ready, you can play with Xiaotuanzi for a while."
Seeing her going downstairs as if nothing had happened, he frowned slightly. Maybe he reacted too aggressively in this matter, but he couldn't control himself. He could try to let go of the fact that Shen Jie and Wen Yan liked each other, but as long as they had a little interaction, he couldn't keep calm.
When eating dinner, Wen Yan carefully fed Xiaotuanzi, and the bowls and chopsticks in front of him have not been touched for a long time. Even in summer, the room is air-conditioned, and the dishes will soon be cold.
Mark Tingchen said: "Let him learn to eat by himself, I think he is quite coordinated with his hands and feet, and he is smarter than children of the same age."
Wen Yan disapproved: "How many years can I feed him? Isn't it just a year or two? When I grow up, I want to feed him, but Xiaotuanzi won't let me feed him anymore. He can't eat well by himself now, and he will get it all over the place. , There are very few that can be eaten into the mouth. I will train him slowly, you don't have to worry about it."
He put down the chopsticks in his hand: "He is my son, why don't I worry about it?"
Wen Yan noticed that his movements were emotional, pursed his lips, and didn't say another word. He didn't know what was wrong with him, so it's better not to provoke him, and treat him as early menopause.
Mama Liu felt the atmosphere at the table, and hugged Xiaotuanzi into her arms: "Come on, grandma, let mom eat."
Wen Yan smiled, and chatted with Liu Ma about the family routine: "I asked you and Uncle Lin to go for a physical examination, when will you find time to go? I will spare time to take care of Xiaotuanzi. Tell me when you are sure."
Mama Liu thought for a while and said, "Next Monday, Lao Lin is free next Monday. It's the weekend soon, and the hospital is full of people. In fact, Lao Lin and I are fine. We eat and drink at Mu's house, and we haven't done anything dirty. Working hard, living better than ordinary old ladies and old men, how can there be any serious problems?"
The harmonious atmosphere in front of him made Mark Tingchen feel isolated, and he felt a little uncomfortable: "Don't talk while eating."
Liu Ma and Wen Yan looked at each other, and shut their mouths tacitly. With Mo Tingchen around, they couldn't have a good conversation at the dinner table like ordinary people. Overbearing from beginning to end.
After dinner, Mark Tingchen went to the study alone, with a straight face from the beginning to the end, as if someone owed him two to five or eight thousand.
Mama Liu complained to Wen Yan behind her back: "We can only bear his temper. He has been like this since he was a child. Whenever something goes wrong in his heart, he ignores anyone and likes to be alone." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com