sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 51
The decoration in Guancun, when they heard that the breakfast shop was going to have a dinner party, they immediately laughed and said that Wen Yan was treating one person more favorably than another, and she had to treat everyone equally.

Wen Yan simply waved his hand, telling people to get off work early today and go to dinner together.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Wen Yanqian drank half a glass of wine, and it was considered an opening.

When the dishes were almost ready, she ate a few mouthfuls, and told everyone to drink less alcohol, let alone drink and drive.

"Boss, don't you want to eat with us?"

Wen Yan hummed: "I still have some things to do. If it ends early, I'll come back later. Don't worry about what else to eat, you are not allowed to be polite!"

She smiled generously and said: "Especially those with family members, they must take good care of their own family members!"

Everyone joked a few words with this remark, but they still had a sense of proportion.

Wen Yan withdrew and left.

She was about to take a taxi home, when the car started, she suddenly changed her mind and asked the driver to take her to the nearest shopping mall.

After getting off the bus, I went straight to the most expensive women's clothing section in the mall.

She made up her mind and spent a lot of money to buy a small dress, off-white, with a pair of Italian handmade lambskin shoes.

"Give me an extra bag, thank you!"

Wen Yan put the changed clothes and shoes into different bags, and then wore the newly bought clothes, carrying what looked like a lot of brand packaging, as if he had just spent a lot of blood on a purchase.

It's a pity that now it's not possible to directly book a car transfer through the mobile phone app, otherwise she really wants to book a McLaren Porsche or something like that.

She had just stopped a car, and not long after she sat in it, it started to rain lightly.

"God always likes not to be beautiful."

Wen Yan put his hand through the window, groping for the traces of rain on the window.

A drizzle, not even a trickle.

She went to a high-end coffee shop, the kind that pays more attention to privacy, and I heard that it is a special place for talking about things that many big bosses like.

Carrying a large bag of luxury bags, she made an appointment in a quiet box, and she was familiar with the road, as if she had been here all year round.

Putting the things in the luggage place at will, she checked the time and sent a text message with the address here.

She asked Shang Duan to meet here.

98, she doesn't even have a fraction, and she always has to think of something.

Shang Duan arrived an hour later.

It can be seen that he probably didn't want to come.

The words of reluctance were all over his face.

"Just tell me, what do you want from me?" He asked.

Wen Yan smiled, rang the bell and waited for the waiter to come.

"Let's order coffee first." She seemed to be very familiar with the introduction: "The tiramisu here is also very good, and it is a bit more delicate and pure than other places. It is a pastry chef specially invited from Italy. Make a sign like this."

Shang Duan frowned, somewhat unable to understand what kind of medicine she wanted to sell in the gourd.

"I will not eat……"

He was just about to say no, when the waiter came in and asked what service he wanted, Wen Yan smiled and ordered a few items, without even opening the menu, as if he was so proficient that he always consumed here.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Shang Duan: "Don't you like dessert? Then you can try other things. "

Then his eyes fell on the waiter.

The waiter was slightly taken aback.

"Tell this gentleman about the specialties of our place. There is no need for desserts. He doesn't like them." Wen Yan said.

The waiter said a few things belatedly, and Shang Duan looked impatient: "No need, give me a glass of espresso."

The waiter had no choice but to look at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan smiled: "That's it, thank you."

The waiter smiled and left.

Looking at the closed private room door, Shang Duan frowned: "What's the matter with you?"

"I want to discuss a business with you." Wen Yan said.

Shang Duan couldn't help but sneered: "Talking about business with me? Are you crazy?"

"not yet."

Wen Yan smiled, with a calm expression: "Shi Jun told me all about it."

She deliberately said only the beginning of the conversation, and then looked at people with a half-smile.

"Nervous..." Shang Duan forced himself to be calm, but still flustered in Wen Yan's eyes and smile: "I don't know Shi Jun."

"is it?"

Wen Yan smiled and didn't try to argue: "Then just treat him as an insignificant lunatic who only talks nonsense, bites people, and makes random accusations."

"What did he say?" Shang Duan asked subconsciously in a hurry.

Wen Yan smiled: "It's not important."

Shang Duan was so angry that he glared at him, and was about to say something when the waiter knocked on the door and came in.

He could only suppress the voice that was already on his lips, glared at him fiercely, took the coffee cup out of anger, and just took a sip before spitting it all out, which was disrespectful.

"What are you doing, it's so hard."

Wen Yan couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw Shang Duan obviously venting his anger.

The waiter is also speechless, do you still expect him to be sweet?
But the other party is a customer, no matter how unreasonable they make trouble, he can only listen and let it go.

"Change this gentleman to a glass of warm water, he may not be used to this taste, please trouble." Wen Yan said with a gentle smile.

The waiter smiled and said yes as if he had received amnesty, and quickly changed it to a glass of warm water for Shang Duan.

Shang Duan felt that he had fallen behind invisibly.

He said sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to get divorced, and life will be more nourishing."

Shang Duan's eyes fell on the few luxury bags containing things beside him: "It seems that he asked me out not long after he walked out of the shopping mall."

In the past, Wen Yan's status in the Shang family was similar to that of a nanny, or even worse than that of a nanny.

Except when Mr. Shang was around, everyone would pretend, but no one actually took her seriously.

After all, no one thought that Shang Qiaobai would recover and become no different from a normal person.

Everyone thought that when the old man passed away, the property would be divided equally among the families. After all, the old man only had one son, and Shang Duan and Yang Ping only had a sick child like Shang Qiaobai.

Wen Yan, as the wife of a sick man, spent every extra penny was wasting the inheritance they could share in the future, so they naturally didn't want to.

Not to mention that Yang Ping, the mother-in-law, took the lead in treating the new daughter-in-law harshly, they only needed to brag about it.

So much so that Wen Yan has been in the Shang family for so many years, the only two new clothes that Shang Qiaobai bought for her when she got her first salary were a plaid shirt and a floral dress to express her joy when she got her first salary. skirt.

And the few clothes she brought from home have been washed and washed, no one knows how many times they have been worn.

Where is it so glamorous and luxurious now, and the clothes are luxurious, and the value is extraordinary at first glance.

"You're so impatient, aren't you afraid that the new benefactor will be angry?" Shang Duan asked with malicious intentions, as if Wen Yan's life is nourished at this moment, all because of being a canary.

Wen Yan smiled, didn't deny it, and said speciously: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you. If it's not for business, I don't want to see your Shang family again."

Listening to her repeatedly mentioning business, Shang Duan couldn't help being really curious: "What business?"

"Of course it's a profitable business." Wen Yan smiled, but didn't go into details.

Shang Duan could bear it, and took a sip of water, as if he wanted to see how long Wen Yan was going to play tricks before opening his mouth.

Wen Yan's patience was even stronger. She ordered seven or eight kinds of food, each of which was served in double servings.

If Shang Duan could bear it, she could bear it even more.

Seeing that Wen Yan had just finished eating a small cake, and immediately began to eliminate the second one just brought in front of him, Shang Duan frowned so much that he could kill a fly.

"I don't have that much time to spend here with you. If you don't want to talk, then wait until you think about when you want to talk, and then contact me."

Shang Duan got up and prepared to leave.

Wen Yan glanced at him lightly: "Okay, please go ahead."

Shang Duan couldn't understand what kind of medicine Wen Yan was selling in this gourd.

He hesitated a little in his steps, just in time for Wen Yan to notice him.

"I have a business here. Don't ask what it is. As long as you invest 100 million, I will return you 320 million after nine months."

Wen Yan put down the fork that was eating the cake, and turned his head with a smile: "The only condition is that you tell me what happened to Shi Jun."

After hearing the previous words, Shang Duan just wanted to ridicule immediately: Do you think I am a fool?The 100 million is really going to be in your hands, maybe it will be for nothing, and you won't even admit it!If you don't learn how to cheat people, you don't learn to be a professional, and you make up more rhetorical routines.

But after hearing the latter words, he hesitated again.

"Why should I believe you?" Shang Duan narrowed his eyes, his tone hesitant.

Wen Yan laughed: "You don't have to believe me, anyway, I'm putting the conditions here, whether to do it or not, the initiative is in your hands, you can decide for yourself."

"What business?" Shang Duan asked.

Wen Yan refused simply and resolutely: "Business secrets, no comment."

Shang Duan: ...

He sneered: "It's really such a good thing, you will come and take advantage of me for nothing? You really think I'm a fool!"

Wen Yan looked at the person for a while: "Of course I hope you are a fool, but not yet."

She said: "Only you and him know about Shi Jun's affairs. I'm afraid he only knows about the part he did, and doesn't know anything about what you're doing behind the scenes!"

Wen Yan smiled: "So you can't be stupid."

Shang Duan squinted at her.

"Also, the Shang family should be in need of open source now, right?"

Wen Yan smiled: "It shouldn't be difficult for you to borrow 100 million, not to mention that Yang Ping is so good at calculating, I am afraid that someone who will take away her son's property will not leave her son with a penny." Be close to me?"

She looked at Shang Duan, with confidence in her eyes: "I will buy you a message for 200 million, and I will return your 100 million principal plus 20 interest with interest. There should be no more cost-effective investment than this, right?" ?”

"You really take me for a fool?" Shang Duan sneered.

Wen Yan stopped talking, and gave Shang Duan a look that you can do it yourself, and stopped paying attention to people, focusing on competing with the small cakes on the table.

Shang Duan frowned, and stood there for a while before leaving.

It took a long time for Wen Yan and the others to breathe a sigh of relief.

She drank half a glass of water in a few sips, and after a while, she rang the bell to call the waiter to come in and pack.

Small cakes are expensive and cannot be wasted.

While waiting for the bill, she felt her heart break again.

Today's extravagance cost her more than 600 yuan.

If Shang Duan didn't bite the hook, it would be a blood loss.

Before going home, she went to the small restaurant where Zhang Shang and others were invited to have a dinner together. Everyone just came out of the private room and was about to go back to their respective homes.

Wen Yan smiled and distributed the untouched small cakes to those with children, and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

After she left, everyone didn't order anything, and there was still some money left after deducting the meal money.

After explaining that everyone should pay attention to safety on the road, she sent a message to her when she got home, and when everyone got into the car, she went back to the restaurant and ordered a cumin chicken heart and a fried rice to take away.

When I got home, it was almost morning.

She washed up briefly, threw the old clothes she had changed into the washing machine, and found another loose home clothes, and replaced the expensive little dress she was wearing.

With a relaxed and unburdened body, she went to the kitchen and took a pair of chopsticks out, opened the packing box, and while reviewing the notes given by Su Xiangwen, she ate the cumin chicken heart bibimbap that was a supper.

As people sent messages to her one after another to report her safety, she put away her notes and replied to the messages one by one while continuing to cook.

All the people waiting for the dinner reported that they were safe, and she was almost done with her meal.

After tidying up the kitchen briefly, he went to the yard to eat and drink. Looking at the flawed but extremely bright half moon in the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

After thinking about it, she sent a text message to Carissa: The moon is very bright and beautiful tonight, but I can't speak a language that can compare with it, so I can only express my feelings to my mother, "This moon is so bright and so bright." '[moon.]
Karissa couldn't help laughing when she read the text message, Xu Changwei came over with a face of curiosity, and Karissa read the text message to him.

Xu Chang couldn't help but feel disgusted after hearing this: "Shame... Fortunately, she is only a translator and didn't write a novel. Look at her uneducated appearance, she is ashamed to send a text message in the middle of the night."

Karissa immediately became displeased: "Are you educated? Then you can recite a poem for me now!"

Xu Chang didn't choke.

Then I really went out to look at the moon.

Seeing that the sky was so dark that he couldn't even see a single star, he immediately became poetic: "I heard the good news from my disciples, the sky is always bright tonight, go out and see, it's so dark, there's nothing there, scoundrels, scoundrels , ruin my spring night!"

After finishing speaking, she looked at Carissa proudly: "How about it, does the poem I made fit the situation?"

"Fuck you!" Kalisa glared at her beautiful eyes.

Xu Changwei stepped forward with a smile, but was pushed away: "Tonight, you can go outside alone for a spring night!"

"No, I have to be in the same room with you to spend the spring night..."

Xu Changwei was locked out of the door, Karissa ignored them at all, turned off the light and went back to the bed to chat with Wen Yan about many interesting things recently, and finally just talked on the phone directly.

"...Then the teacher was kicked out by you like this, wouldn't you want to hate me to the bone? I guess I'm already thinking about how to wear small shoes for me right now."

Wen Yan gloated and laughed: "Fortunately, I'm not going to take the Russian Department exam. I'm afraid the teacher won't have the chance to carry out his revenge plan in the future."

"You don't plan to take the Russian department?" Karissa was slightly surprised.

Like Xu Changwei, she felt that Wen Yan would take the Russian major in Beijing University and would work as a translator in the future.

Wen Yan hummed.

Karissa asked her with a worried tone, even a little cautious: "Then what are you going to learn?"

Wen Yan mumbled: "I don't know either."

"Hmph, you are perfunctory, you are fooling your studies!" Carissa obviously didn't believe it: "If you don't know, why are you suddenly so sure that you won't apply for the Russian major?"

"Then... maybe it's me, I found that I'm really not good at reading, and I get headaches when I see textbooks. You don't even know that when I did exercises some time ago, ten of the ten questions were wrong!" Wen Yan tried to divert topic.

Carissa said: "Isn't that just one right?"

"Yeah! So I plan to recognize the reality as soon as possible. It is too difficult to retake the college entrance examination, especially for a person like me who has no foundation and is self-study. It is even more difficult." Wen Yan is true and false talking.

Carissa was silent for a while: "Then you plan to give up?"

"That's not enough to give up. If you can't get into Beijing University, you can't look down on other schools too." Wen Yan muttered softly.

"Then you are perfunctory me!"

Karissa was very sure: "You have already thought about what major to take the test in your heart, haven't you?"

Wen Yan immediately stopped talking.

"Major in physics?" Carissa's voice trembled slightly, she sat up holding her phone, praying for a different answer.

"No."

Wen Yan denied as she wished, Carissa immediately prayed thankfully.

As a result, it didn't take long for her to feel relieved when she heard Wen Yan muttering in a low voice: "I'm preparing to take the chemistry major."

Before Karissa could speak out excitedly, Wen Yan hurriedly spoke first: "But I just thought about it, purely because I think chemistry is very interesting recently, making chemistry rolls is more interesting than rolls of other subjects, and there is no You must study this subject.”

She hummed and said in a low voice, "I won't engage in the profession my father does, you can rest assured."

Carissa suddenly felt a little annoyed with herself.

"Yan Baoer..."

She choked up for a moment, and quickly became firm again: "If you also like your father's job, it's okay to choose boldly. I was just a little excited just now... Yan Baoer, I didn't want to stop you, let you because of me for a while mood change willingness.”

Karissa smiled softly: "To me, your happiness is more important."

Wen Yan hummed.

She was quiet for a while before saying: "I know mom, but I really don't want to be like dad."

Dad is a role model.

But being a role model is tiring, so she doesn't want it.

She just wants the rest of her life to be simple and happy, to have money and leisure, to pick up bottles when she wants to pick up bottles, to work when she wants to work, to start a business when she wants to start a business, and to stay at home and eat interest when she doesn't want to think about anything else.

"I don't have big ambitions." Wen Yan chuckled, and joked with others in a relaxed tone: "I only need big breasts."

Carissa laughed at her.

(End of this chapter)