Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

"So I'm doing everything according to your instructions. I've already finished everything. Please transfer the money to my account as required. Miss Wen hopes you don't renege on the debt!" The other party's tone also sounded very tough, He didn't give her any room for rejection at all.

After saying this sentence, there was a snap on the convenience, and the phone was hung up.

Facing the phone whose screen had gone dark, Wen Feijin couldn't help but yelled out.

Xia Yuyang's design work today should have been planned according to her plan, and there was no possibility of it being displayed.

In the end, she was actually cheated by that damn partner.

Not only has Xia Yuyang's works been shown, but now she is promoted together with her.

Thinking of this, Wen Feijin really couldn't calm himself down.

"I will never let you win so easily, and it is absolutely impossible to let it go like this." When Wen Feijin gradually calmed down, she looked at the scenery outside the window, her hands folded on her chest, and said coldly .

That voice was like being soaked in ice, extremely chilling.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was time for the final match.

Compared with the first time, the venue this time was much looser and more empty.

Just the leaders of these two companies, as well as the judges and their two contestants.

The difference this time is that the contestants need to wear each other's works for the final competition.

Just half an hour before the start, Wen Feijin hurried out to answer a phone call. Seeing her running away, Tang Mosen immediately chased after her.

"Yuyang, before this competition, I have already investigated everything about last time. You must be careful of Wen Feijin." Cui Enyao saw the two of them leave, and then turned around and said to Xia Yuyang earnestly.

If it wasn't because it was too late when he learned the truth, and there was no accurate evidence, he really wanted to expose the disgusting faces of those two people immediately.

"Why do you say that?" Xia Yuyang was slightly taken aback, and asked him curiously.

Cui Enyao shook his head helplessly, and told her everything.

After listening to what he said, Xia Yuyang frowned tightly.

She never thought that the person who did such a thing would be Wen Feijin.

From the performance in the last competition, Xia Yuyang actually had a faint liking for this woman Wen Feijin.

She even thought that if it wasn't for Tang Mosen's relationship, maybe the two of them might become friends.

But now it seems that this possibility will not exist at all.

The two of them were indeed natural rivals.

"I see, don't worry, I will be careful." Xia Yuyang withdrew his thoughts silently, and nodded solemnly towards him.

Seeing this, Cui Enyao was relieved a lot.

"Have you already arranged the time you have arranged? If you mess up again this time, I will never let you go, that's it!" Wen Feijin hung up the phone and let out a deep breath.

"Who will not be spared?" Before she had time to exhale, she heard a man's voice behind her.

She was so frightened that she trembled all over, and the mobile phone in her hand fell to the ground like this, and there was a loud noise, which sounded very ear-piercing.

Wen Feijin's eyes widened in surprise, and when she turned around, she saw Tang Mosen standing behind her.

He looked at himself with a puzzled expression on his face, his dark and deep eyes were like a mirror, as if he wanted to see her through.

"No...it's nothing, it's because I've been busy with this matter these days. Something happened in our company, so I called me just now." Wen Feijin rolled her eyes a little guilty, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind , hurriedly said to him.

Hearing this, Tang Mosen's eyes wandered around her body, and he didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

"By the way, you said before that I would definitely win. I forgot to tell you one thing. Regardless of whether you win or lose, if you dare to use any means, I will not let you go." Tang Mosen lightly He nodded lightly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, as if he had thought of something, he stopped and turned around, saying.

His tone of voice was very soft, as light as a ray of breeze, gradually spreading in the air.

Wen Feijin, who was already a little nervous, froze when he heard what he said, and his expression also changed.

"You...how could you say that? Of course I will win this championship to you in a fair manner." Wen Feijin felt beads of sweat on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

She quickly stretched out her hand and rubbed it on her head, trying her best to act like nothing happened.

Hearing that she was already saying this to him, Tang Mosen finally dispelled his worries.

"Let's go, it's about to start, I look forward to your performance." Tang Mosen nodded and said to him.

Only then did the two return to the venue one after the other.

After Wen Feijin sat down, she looked devastated, full of preoccupations.

She didn't hear what the host on stage was saying at all, and she didn't come back to herself until Tang Mosen pushed her beside her.

"What are you thinking? It's already started, hurry up and get ready."

Wen Feijin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what he meant.

It wasn't until the two of them left that Cui Enyao came to his side.

"President Tang, do you mind if I sit here?" Cui Enyao looked like a gentleman and asked him.

Tang Mosen just rolled his eyelids lazily and didn't say anything.

Cui Enyao was not polite at all, and sat down beside him directly.

"Mr. Tang, based on your experience, do you think your Tang family will win this time?" Cui Enyao asked him with a curious look on purpose.

Tang Mosen just gave him a sideways glance, and raised the corners of his lips in disdain.

"I have to say that you have indeed found a very good designer this year, but it is a pity that it is not easy to win." Tang Mosen's confident words provoked a burst of ridicule from Cui Enyao.

He turned his head and stared at the man, his face extremely serious.

"That's true, but does Mr. Tang know what it means to win without martial arts?" Cui Enyao suddenly put away the smile on his face, and also turned their heads, staring at him calmly.

His words caused an imperceptible doubt to cross Tang Mosen's brows.

"What do you mean?" There was a faint anger in his heart.

"Stop pretending. You should know what your Wenda designers have done, right? It wasn't your order, would she do such a shameless thing?"