Dressed as the ex-wife of a high-cold boss

In the next second, Huo Linzheng dialed a video, and his tone was full of smiles, "Mr. Su, you are a bit courageous. It's okay to steal behind my back, and you have to post photos."

"What's the point of stealing food behind your back? I'll tell you after I eat it. It's interesting to see your reaction."

"I'm jealous! Who are you eating with, let me be jealous."

"Wen Yao."

The corner of Huo Linzheng's mouth twitched, "Forget it, you guys continue."

Su Yun was amused by his reaction, "What's your reaction?"

"Wen Yao was so maddened by his mother's stimulation, you should prepare words to comfort him, don't kidnap a special assistant and have to recruit someone a few days after you come back." Huo Linzheng paused, and said: "Mr. Do you think I am very understanding, able to bend and stretch, able to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen? Have you found that I am very suitable to be a husband?"

"If you hadn't said the phrase 'Wen Yao was so excited by his mother', I would have thought you were cute." Xuan Yun laughed.

"Oh, that can't be helped, I'm just so powerful, I just happen to know about any disturbance in Yin City."

"You pretend again!" Every time Su Yun gets along with Huo Linzheng, she feels like getting along with several people. She can switch between various styles quite freely, but she also likes getting along with Huo Linzheng very much.

Because Huo Linzheng was what she yearned for but would never become.

It takes Huo Linzheng's growth environment and enough love to be able to take it easy, but it can be serious or completely put down the airs.

She can't do it!

Huo Linzheng looked resentful, "You have morning tea with other dog men behind my back, I can't even act coquettishly, it's so sad."

"Mr. Huo, please pick up your broken character design."

"Who am I?"

"The character design of Kaolin Flower!"

"How can you use that kind of character design for your own daughter-in-law? You have to be coquettish and cute!"

The corner of Xuan Yun's mouth twitched, "You won."

The two of them kept chatting one after another, and they didn't hang up the video until Wen Yao appeared in the restaurant.

Wen Yao's face was ugly, showing a kind of ashen black.

Xuan Yun pointed to the seat opposite her, "Let's eat something first."

Wen Yao sat down in silence, chewing mechanically.

Xuan Yun drank porridge with him.

After Wen Yao took a few mouthfuls of warm food, his hands, feet and heart were not so cold after his appetite was no longer empty.

"Sister Yun, it's great to have you by my side at this time."

Xuan Yun raised her eyes and looked at him quietly, and rarely called him by name, "Wen Yao, did you blame me for your mother betraying you and choosing Wen Shaoting? Even if you thought so for a moment. "

Wen Yao looked back at her seriously, "No. My mother is an adult, she has her own way of doing things."

Having said that, he paused, and his lips trembled.

"But I didn't expect that after I brought her out of Wen's house, she would go back eagerly and put her in such an unbearable position."

"You knew she was a failed mother, but you didn't want to admit it before."

Wen Yao's joints holding the chopsticks were almost white, tears rolled in his eyes, and he bit his lips tightly to keep the tears from falling.

Looking at him, Xuan Yun felt that a young bamboo that had not yet fully formed was bent over by the wind and rain ahead of time, embarrassed and immature and stubborn at the same time.

That is the tenacity of a young man.

At the age of 22, his peers had just walked out of school, Wen Yao had already forced himself to face many unbearable things, yet he still didn't go astray.

"Wen Yao, I don't have anything high-sounding to say to you. I can only tell you that from the moment you decide to take control of your life, failure and depression will replace ease and steadfastness, and you will be by your side for the rest of your life. It feels like you are being dragged into a quagmire. The sewage soaks and surrounds you every second, without leaving you for a second. No matter what field you are in, every industry seeks benefits and opportunities in crises. And the future. How far your ambition is, the road will be as far away, and it will not rest until death!"

Xuan Yun's words were like nails driven deep into Wen Yao's soul, making his body tremble.

Taking a chance, he asked in his heart: "Even if you get to Mr. Huo's position?"

"Huo is always a special case. There is only one out of hundreds of millions of people. Don't compare him. If we compare him, it will be faster to hang him with a rope."

"I understand." Wen Yao sniffed, "I'll only say these words once, sister Yun, forget it after you've heard it, and I don't want to live with this kind of emotion anymore."

Xuan Yun put the bone china spoon in his hand on the light blue checked tablecloth, raised his eyes and looked at him gently.

Under her gentle gaze, Wen Yao slowly dissipated the anger in his heart, no longer wishing to rush up and slap his mother a few times to calm her down like last night.

"I blamed my mother in my heart. She was pregnant at such a young age, why didn't she choose to kill me. She was really sympathetic when she encountered that kind of thing. After she became pregnant, she was fooled by my father and gave birth to me. Then I married my dad again.

It is not incomprehensible to think about these things from her perspective. She was young and frightened at that time, and marrying the other party was also a way.

But she can't forget the past and hates my dad.She hates it but doesn't hate it completely, she only hates it in front of me, and she is as cautious as a servant in front of the Wen family.My dad died, she could start over, and I was able to support her, but she ran away again.she……"

Wen Yao's tears still flowed down, and he covered his face with his hand, "She, she said my house and car are too bad, not as good as the Wen family's nanny room, and she wants to go back. She still contacted Wen Shaoting, and even paid, still ..."

He couldn't say anything after that.

Su Yun took out a tissue and stuffed it into his hand, then patted his hand, "Maybe you can look at the problem from another angle."

"what?"

"Your mother is helping you make the final decision, so that you can move forward without even the last support and expectation!"

"This...how is it possible?" Wen Yao never considered this angle at all.

"This is also one of my assumptions. I think what she cares most about is the inheritance of the Ning family and the secret recipe in her hands. If she is by your side, you and the secret recipe may not be able to keep it. It cannot be said that you will be able to keep the secret recipe by Wen Shaoting's side. You Its safety can definitely be maintained.”

With tears still hanging on Wen Yao's eyelashes, he tremblingly said: "I'm too weak, she doesn't trust me?"

Xuan Yun didn't give him a definite answer, "If I were you, I would split one day into three days and become stronger in the shortest possible time. No matter what your mother thinks, your face, you have to be in the circle Standing depends on your own ability, not what your mother or other people do. Hate, indeed, has power, but living with hate is too painful. Once you hate the other person, you stab it in your own heart One knife will make you bloody and miserable. I don't want the special assistant I choose to be such a person!"

The last sentence is powerful and deafening.

"I will."