After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

In the laboratory, the lights are bright and various instruments and equipment are arranged neatly.

Wen Yan was wearing a white lab coat and black protective glasses. His eyes were focused on the tube of transparent liquid in his hand, and he was talking to the two older men next to him from time to time.

"Ayan, your medical understanding and knowledge far exceed a professional degree, why don't you just become a professional doctor?" the laboratory professor sighed.

Wen Yan smiled politely: "You praise me too much."

"In short, with you here to control the direction of scientific research for Director Wen, we old guys can rest assured."

Wen Yan and the researcher divided the drug into several samples and stored them. The three came out of the laboratory. Wen Yan discussed the next production plan with the researcher and went directly to the dressing room in the office.

He stood in front of the window, holding a cigarette in his hand.Rain dripped from the window and made a crackling sound on the glass.

One after another, the rain outside the window stopped.

The ringtone of his mobile phone broke the silence at this time. He took out his mobile phone and the screen showed that it was from abroad.

He paused with his fingers, and the crimson cigarette butt tilted a little and burned his fingers.

He quickly answered the call, and Dean Jin's voice came from the other side: "Yan, it's not good."

"what happened?"

"Miss Wen Yuan is missing."

"She left on her own?" Wen Yan's heart suddenly became weightless.

"Probably not. The hospital's surveillance did not show her leaving. According to my assistant physician's description, she was in danger of suffocation before she disappeared..."

"I'll go there as soon as possible. You can cooperate with the police station's investigation over there and let me know what the results are."

As soon as Dean Jin hung up the phone, Cheng Qing's call came in.

"The bodyguard around Third Young Master cannot be contacted."

Wen Yan said: "Ayuan's disappearance has nothing to do with Wen Yao."

"What? Ayuan is missing? Then what..." Cheng Qing sounded anxious.

Wen Yan hung up the phone without saying anything, feeling confused.

He left early, but they still attacked A Yuan.

……

As night falls, neon lights flash and music plays.

The DJ stood behind the mixing console at the edge of the stage, holding a microphone and shouting loudly to the rhythm of the music.People flocked to the dance floor to unleash their enthusiasm and energy.

In front of the bar in the corner, a group of young people were drinking wine and toasting in celebration.

Wen Yao held the goblet in his right hand and shook his head to the DJ's rhythm with half-closed eyes, his thin waist dancing like waves.

After the song was over, DJ Xiang Lishu in the center of the stage turned off the button on the mixing console, took off his headphones, and walked towards Wen Yao and the others.

She hooked her arm and took the wine from Wen Yao's hand, and the people in the circle stepped aside, leaving an empty seat next to Wen Yao.

Xiang Lishu sat down and took a sip of wine, crossed his legs, raised the corners of his eyes and clashed with Wen Yao's wine glass, "How long will Master Wen plan to stay when he comes back this time?"

Wen Yao raised his wine glass and drank heartily.

When Xiang Lishu saw that his glass was empty, he raised his hand to the waiter to bring him another bottle and poured it for him with his own hands.The light blue agave flows along the wall of the bottle into the wine glass, flowing over and over like a long silky hair.

Wen Yao was already half drunk. When he took the tequila from Xiang Lishu's hand, he took the opportunity to touch her hand.Xiang Lishu rarely refused and even brought the wine to his lips.

"Third Young Master, drink more. I will continue singing to you later..."

After a glass of wine, Wen Yao's eyes were dim, his thin body lost its support, and he leaned against her arm...

When Wen Yao woke up, he had a splitting headache and pressed his thumbs on his temples.

Before he could get relief, the sound of a lighter spitting out fire could be heard behind him.

A chill ran down his spine. He slowly turned around and saw someone sitting in the empty room.

Wen Yan tilted his head and took a puff of cigarette, lowered his chin, and looked at the quiet room with unfocused eyes, which made Wen Yao feel uneasy.

He threw his head back and rolled his neck from side to side, ashamed of his foolish fear.

Wen Yan was just an illegitimate son of the Wen family, whose background was not even comparable to his. He had always been praised by his elders for his elegance and upbringing, and he was very disdainful of his business dealing with women.With such an embroidered pillow, the eldest brother was bullied so much that he didn't dare to say anything. What did he have to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, he smiled and said hello: "Ah um..."

As soon as he spoke, Wen Yao felt that his jaw was about to drop.

He can't speak?
He gently touched his Adam's apple with his hand and tried to speak again.

"Hey..."

"Pfft!" Wen Yanxu clenched his fists, covered his mouth and laughed. The scarlet on his fingertips just reflected the end of his eyes, making him look a little enchanting.

"Third brother, you don't say hello to second brother when you see him? It's so rude."

Wen Yan accused softly.

Wen Yao's eyes widened. The uneasiness just now filled his entire nervous system. His hands couldn't help shaking. He held his right hand with his left hand to stop it, but the shaking became even worse.

"Why do you still have Parkin's symptoms?" Wen Yan said with a look of regret, "If your fans knew about this, would they take the opportunity to become popular?"

This sentence touched Wen Yao's pain point.

Wen Yao went to a second-rate university and filmed with a first-rate crew for several years. None of his movies became a hit. He has been staying in the tepid third-tier actor circle. If it weren't for the Wen family behind him, he would have been alone. I am afraid that I will be reduced to an eighteenth-tier actor and linger on.

Now he couldn't speak. He was so arrogant that he couldn't hear Wen Yan's taunts. His neck was like a rope of fire, and he wanted to run over and strangle the man in front of him.

He did the same, but as soon as he got out of bed, two men in black next to Wen Yan stepped forward and pushed him back onto the bed.

The sound in his throat was like fragments, which prevented all his anger from being released. This feeling made him burst into tears.

Wen Yan smoked a cigarette and watched him whimper quietly, like a newborn quail, curled up on the bed, completely devoid of all the glamor under the camera.

A cigarette was about to burn out, Wen Yan put out the butt.

He walked leisurely to the edge of the bed, took out a small medicine bottle, and waved it in front of his eyes: "Eat it, and you will regain your voice, and you can go to your father to accuse me."

Wen Yao stretched out his hand to get it, but Wen Yan deliberately raised his arm so that he could not reach the medicine bottle.He looked at Wen Yan with a proud smile on his face, seemingly enjoying the feeling of playing with others, and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and spread his claws in the air.

Wen Yan said compassionately: "Want to file a complaint?"

Wen Yao has always been very sensible. Even if he doesn't like Wen Yan's life experience, he has to shake his head at this time.

Wen Yan said: "Tell me, what did you do to my bodyguard in country K?"

(End of this chapter)