Loveless Marriage: Wen Shaotang is Addictive

Meng Meng's hot forehead startled the nanny.

She hurried to the refrigerator in the kitchen, found an ice pack, and was about to help the other party cool down physically, when Meng Meng opened her eyes.

"Miss Meng, it's great that you wake up."

Meng Meng was dizzy, and even felt that the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was spinning all the time.She tried her best to open her eyes, and said weakly, "I feel so uncomfortable, I feel so dizzy..."

The nanny put an ice pack on her forehead, "Your head is very hot and you have a fever."

Fever... Meng Meng has been feeling unwell for the past two days, but she didn't take it seriously, but now she is a little scared.

"Call Dr. Bai and tell him to come over quickly..."

It was only then that the nanny remembered that Dr. Bai and Meng Meng had a very good friendship.If she has a headache and doesn't want to go to the hospital, Dr. Bai will come to her home and treat her.

Thinking about being a star is sometimes quite distressing.Afraid of being photographed, as long as it is a public place, I dare not show up easily.

"Okay, I'm going to fight now."

After receiving the nanny's call, within half an hour, Dr. Bai rushed over, gave her a brief examination, and asked about her other symptoms.

Everyone knows about this woman.Although the mosaic was applied, one can still imagine how hot and explosive the scene must have been.

Those passionate photos suddenly flashed in Dr. Bai's mind, and he swallowed.But in the next second, he was keenly aware of something, and the desire in his eyes lost its place, replaced by disgust.

In order to cover up his inner activities, he deliberately cleared his throat before speaking, "Miss Meng, please allow me to ask some more private questions, I hope you can tell the truth."

Meng Meng was inexplicably flustered, and nodded in response.

A few questions all involved Meng Meng's private parts, and after she finished answering, her eyes were full of fear, "Doctor Bai, do I have some unclean disease?"

As a doctor, you can't hide your illness from the patient, but you must take into account the patient's emotions and how to make her accept it. "It is irresponsible for me to answer you now. Ms. Meng, I suggest that you should go to a regular hospital and go to the hospital. Do a systematic gynecological examination."

Meng Meng's heart 'thumped', "Doctor Bai, don't beat around the bush. Just tell me, I can bear it, do I have that kind of disease?"

'Is my statement just now not clear enough? 'However, he can understand the patient's psychology, patiently, and clarified his point of view again, "I can only say that it is suspected. Without the test report, I really can't give a clear result."

In fact, this is just a rigorous rhetoric.In fact, he has already seen that this woman has contracted a disease that may not be very good.

Meng Meng is not stupid, she has feelings in her own body.Although she didn't get an affirmative answer from Dr. Bai, she guessed the answer.

After getting the anti-fever injection, Dr. Bai prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs for her. Dr. Bai began to pack his medicine box, "Go to the hospital for an examination as soon as possible. If something happens, the treatment will not be delayed."

Meng Meng stared blankly at the ceiling, and mechanically replied with the word 'yes'.

Such a beautiful woman actually got that kind of disease, Dr. Bai felt sorry for her.But after thinking about it, the poor person must have something to hate, and he let go of it a lot.

What is there to sympathize with a woman who is unwilling to be lonely and can even do things like recruit male prostitutes?
Glancing at the weak and pale woman lying on the sofa, Doctor Bai finally said, "Then I'll take my leave first, remember to take your medicine on time."

After he had walked out of the gate, Meng Meng came to his senses and said 'good' again.

At this moment, she is suffering from both physical and mental torture.

Meng Meng knew that she was not a pure woman.But every time you talk to a man, you will ask the other party to take safety measures.

Obviously, the yacht was absent that night, and the disease must have been transmitted to her by that man.Meng Meng hated that person, but the ridiculous thing was that she didn't even know who he was.

"Miss Meng, I made light porridge, would you like some?" The nanny stepped forward and asked cautiously.

The nanny heard all their conversation just now.This Meng Meng usually has a bad temper, and now she is very likely to suffer from such a disease. The nanny does not want to provoke her at this time.

Meng Meng waved her hand, but said something else, "Call the driver and take me to the hospital..."

……

According to the time and place sent by Mark, Wen Yuanchen came to the high-end coffee shop where he met Zhang Qiang.

The president of Yuanchen International asked him out, which Zhang Qiang could hardly imagine.In his eyes, it seems that his level has not yet reached the level to be invited by such a big boss.

In order to express his importance, Zhang Qiang wore a very formal suit and came to the coffee shop half an hour earlier.When he saw a tall and handsome man walking towards him, he stood up excitedly.

"Mr. Wen, hello, I'm Zhang Qiang."

With a gentle smile on Wen Yuanchen's face, he shook hands with the other party politely, "Hello, sit down."

After each took their seats, Wen Yuanchen spoke first, "Mr. Zhang knows me?"

In order to get a better understanding of the person in front of him, he read the information sent by Mark, and he could recognize him at a glance.But what he didn't expect was that this Zhang Qiang also recognized him at a glance.

"Yes," Zhang Qiang smiled, but the smile revealed the shyness of seeing an idol, "To be precise, I know you, but you must have no impression of me."

"Oh?" Wen Yuanchen became interested, his thick eyebrows raised slightly, "How do you say that?"

"Five years ago, at Xingchen Entertainment's anniversary celebration, I interviewed you." Although the man only briefly answered his question, Zhang Qiang was very impressed.

Wen Yuanchen seldom shows up in public, but he will still cheer on the affairs of his own company.

He thought about it seriously, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, it's been too long, I really can't remember."

Zhang Qiang waved his hand, "This is normal, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to remember a single reporter."

Glancing at the table, there were only two glasses of lemonade, Wen Yuanchen asked with a smile, "What do you want to drink?"

"I don't know much about coffee, either."

Although Zhang Qiang is quite well-known in the industry today, he is not that kind of petty bourgeoisie.In addition to drinking water, he usually drinks alcohol. He is really not used to foreign things like coffee.

Wen Yuanchen smiled knowingly, called the waiter, and ordered a cup of Americano for himself, but ordered a cup of hot chocolate for the other party.

Drinks were served quickly.

Zhang Qiang picked up the cup, took a sip, and nodded, "This is not bad, at least it's not bitter."

These words made Wen Yuanchen laugh, and at the same time he understood his character better, "Boss Zhang is very humorous."

Seeing that the big boss was quite approachable, Zhang Qiang was no longer so restrained, and relaxed, "My parents are both farmers, and I'm a rough person. I don't care if I'm full or not."

Wen Yuanchen is aware of his background, and also knows that he has made it to this day little by little by being a paparazzi.It's just that he didn't expect that he still retained the simplicity in his bones, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Originally, he wanted to lure him, but it seems that he has to change his strategy.

"In this circle, Mr. Zhang can be called a clean stream."

"Don't flatter me," Zhang Qiang took another sip of hot chocolate, if he had known that there was such a thing, he would never drink coffee every time he came to the coffee shop, "In some respects, I am not exempt. "

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wen Yuanchen's mouth, "As a human being, you will have desires. What I appreciate is your honesty and non-hypocrisy."

Zhang Qiang is very happy to be praised by his idol, but the question in his heart has not been solved, and he is always uncertain, "Mr. Wen, I don't know if you are looking for me..."

Seeing the other party's puzzled and expectant eyes, Wen Yuanchen bent the corner of his lower lip, "Mr. Zhang is a bold person, so I'll be straightforward. Recently, did someone named Ling Fei'er come into your studio? "

It turned out to be about that woman.Zhang Qiang said bluntly, "Yes. Why, Mr. Wen knows her?"

'It's not just that simple to know, it just makes me hate it to the bone. 'The words flashed in my heart, and Wen Yuanchen replied calmly, "She is my wife's senior sister."

"Oh, so that's the case." Zhang Qiang didn't expect him to be married, but it's not surprising.Not all successful people will choose to be a diamond king.It's just that he really didn't understand what the other party meant.

"That," Zhang Qiang couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wen mentioned her, is it..."

He deliberately half-spoken, waiting for the other party's answer.

Wen Yuanchen took a sip of coffee unhurriedly, with incomprehensible depth in his eyes, "Mr. Zhang knows, who is my wife?"

Don't say that Zhang Qiang didn't investigate him, even if he did, someone with Wen Yuanchen's status might not find anything.

He shook his head honestly, and what he thought in his heart was to let the other party stop making things difficult for him.Isn't it straightforward?But why does he feel so tiring?

Wen Yuanchen's eyes fixed on his face, and he said word by word, "Yes, Leng Yan."

"Leng Yan?" Zhang Qiang repeated in surprise, "It's that..."

"Yes," Wen Yuanchen's tone was detached and calm, "You are the one who broke out many scandals about her, female artist Xingchen."

Zhang Qiang finally understood the reason why this big boss asked him to meet him.He had known for a long time that Leng Yan must have a background, so it was the man in front of him.

At this moment, he regretted it very much, only because he was attracted by the content full of gags after hearing the revelations of Ling Fei'er.But what he didn't want to offend turned out to be the big Buddha in front of him.

"Mr. Wen, I really don't know," Zhang Qiang explained very hard, "We just forwarded Leng Yan's news, I..."

Wen Yuanchen didn't want to hear this, so he cut him off decisively, "I just want to know, is Ling Fei'er responsible for my wife's news? And that anonymous person is actually her, right?"

Zhang Qiang was a little dumbfounded. Facing this man who had come prepared, all he could do was to act honestly...