Jin Shao's spoiled ex-wife

Yan Weiwei thought she had hit her pain point, and she looked proud.

"Angry? Don't you pretend to be magnanimous now? If you can't give birth, don't take up the position and divorce Mr. Jin as soon as possible. You don't deserve to live here, you don't deserve Mr. Jin at all!"

One foot stepped in from the door, the leather shoes were shiny, followed by the man's handsome figure.

The instrument is imposing, cold as a sword drawn out of its sheath, and it is soul-stirring.

The air seemed to freeze.

Wen Nuan's nasal congestion became more serious, and he spoke in a nasal voice: "Why are you back?"

Jin Feng had a cold face, his sharp-edged face seemed to be coated with frost, and his eyes fell on the woman who was blowing her nose.The corners of her eyes were red, the tip of her nose was red from being twisted, and her big moist eyes were shining with light, which was very painful.

"Come back and get the files."

"Oh." Wen Nuan threw away the snot paper, covered the look in his eyes, and said in a nasal voice, "That's just right, a lady is looking for you."

The man's gaze flitted across her shoulders, cold as a blade.

"Jin, Mr. Jin!" Yan Weiwei's face was pale, and her legs limp on the sofa.

Nuannuan didn't want to stay and listen to their talk, so she gathered her clothes and walked away quickly.

When passing by, the smell of tobacco on the man's body rushed into her nostrils along with a strong scent of perfume, and she sneezed impatiently.

The door was closed, which cut off her hearing and the spring scenery in the room.

"Mr. Jin..."

As the warm footsteps went away, Jin Feng raised his legs and approached step by step. The tall and stalwart figure was covered, and Yan Weiwei was cold from the soles of his feet to his hair.

There are many women around Mr. Jin, all kinds of women, fat and thin.

He is a very good financial backer, with a generous hand and a high degree of connivance.

There is only one, his canary lives in the small apartment on Handan Road, and he is married to Mrs. Jin who is hiding at home.No one can touch it, and anyone who touches it will die.

This is President Jin's rigid rule.

So far no one has touched this bottom line.

No one knows how many bodyguards and eyeliner Mr. Jin has placed beside Mrs. Jin.

As long as they think about it, they will be crossed off Assistant Gao's list if they don't even see Mrs. Jin's face, and they will disappear from Vanity Fair and some corner of the city from then on, living their lives without seeing the light of day. .

When Mr. Jin spoils you, he can make you feel as if you can reach the stars by raising your hand. If he doesn't want you anymore, he will only make you die.

From the moment he stepped into the room, Yan Weiwei knew that she was finished.

The man didn't go to get any bullshit documents, but tried the temperature of the porridge bowl on the table, sat down, ate the side dishes slowly, and drank the remaining half bowl of porridge.

Smacking her lips and tongue, she felt the tranquil taste of a woman's lipstick, wrapped in nostalgia, and swallowed greedily.

Mrs. Zhou wanted to remind him that Wen Nuan caught a cold today, but she didn't have time.She took the empty bowl to serve the porridge, the man lit a cigarette, and then raised his eyelids, amidst the steaming smoke, he looked at the woman with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Tell me, how did you get in?"

……

Wen Nuan stood outside the intensive care unit for a while, looking through the glass at the lying man with his eyes closed.

The attending physician, Wang Qing, is the kind of girl who grew up wearing the same pair of pants as her hair.

Wang Qing was dissatisfied: "I'm not talking about you, Yaoyao is not your child after all, why are you putting so much effort into making yourself like this?"

"When he wakes up, the family of three will enjoy themselves with his wife and children. Does he remember who you are?"

"Don't forget your current identity. You are Mrs. Jin. If Jin Feng knew, would he let you do this? You don't have a baby, and you treat your ex-boyfriend's son like a treasure. You really think he has no green days on his head." It's been rough."

At the beginning of last month, three-year-old Yaoyao was forgotten in the kindergarten. He may have tried to climb out of the window and got stuck between the balcony railing and the air conditioner on the third floor.

The situation was critical at that time, and the child might fall down at any time. Before the fire brigade had time to wait, Wen Nuan climbed up from outside the building.

She was hanging outside the balcony on the third floor, trying her last strength to push Yaoyao into the room.

Then I couldn't support myself, fell from the balcony on the third floor, suffered a comminuted fracture of my knee, and couldn't do strenuous exercise in the future.

Nuannuan turned his face away and looked out the window, the corners of his eyes were a little red: "How is he today?"

Wang Qing had never seen such a determined person, and his blood pressure soared to [-]: "As usual, the physical signs are normal, and there is no sign of waking up."

Nuannuan restrained her expectations: "When will I wake up?"

"Maybe you won't wake up forever?"

Coming out of the underground parking lot, Nuan Nuan sneezed, with pain in his forehead, eyebrows and heart.

Yeah, maybe he won't wake up for the rest of his life.

Then she will spend the rest of her life with the Wen family.

She swore in front of her mother's spirit that she would take care of Yaoyao for a day when Fu Bowen didn't wake up, and if he didn't wake up for the rest of her life, she would never have a child of her own.

This is what she owes to Bowen, and what she owes to the Wen family.

The Wen family paid Bowen an only child. When he was young, a fortune teller told him that he would not live to be twenty years old.

Wen Nuan is the adopted daughter who was brought back to carry the robbery.

It's just that they didn't expect that they changed their son's surname to their adopted son for 20 years, and they were about to survive the catastrophe. In order to save Wen Nuan, Fu Bowen was knocked into a vegetable and couldn't wake up.

Nuannuan became the sinner of the Wen family.

As soon as the car drove onto the street, Nuan Nuan received a call from Wen's nanny, asking her to take Yaoyao back.

The family guarded against her as if they were guarding against thieves, and repeatedly ordered her not to go to the kindergarten to get close to Yaoyao.She has not seen the child since the accident.

When she hurried home, the Wen family was in chaos.

The vase flew out, rubbing against the warm forehead, smashed into pieces on the wall, and the fragments hit the ground everywhere.

Her father, Wen Zhenghe, was furious when he saw her: "Where is Yaoyao!"

Wen Nuan's cheeks hurt, and he tried it with his fingertips, and his hands were bloody.

"The school said that a man picked up the child, and said it was someone you sent, where did you take Yaoyao!"

Stepmother Ji Min grabbed her viciously: "Do you think you will be free if you send Yaoyao away? You won't be afraid of being struck by lightning if you do such a heartless thing!"

Sister-in-law Ji Xiaoyu went downstairs with the help of the nanny, and saw the warm and crying Lihua Daiyu.

Her facial features are not as warm, beautiful and delicate, but her posture is better than her, graceful and graceful, as if she would fall down when the wind blows.There is a tear mole at the end of the eye, which is a little more delicate and affectionate, and it is lovely like spring water.

Ji Xiaoyu had tears on her cheeks, her expression softened, and she hugged her leg aggrievedly: "Nuannuan, let Yaoyao go, let him go! When Bowen wakes up, I will let him thank you. "

"He's still so young, how can you be so cruel."

The warmth barely suppressed his temper.

There is no need for Ji Xiaoyu to bring up Fu Bowen again and again. When Yaoyao is mentioned, it is Bowen and her child who came to stimulate her.

They have been best friends for more than ten years, she likes to pay blog posts, Ji Xiaoyu knows it all, she is like a blank sheet of paper in front of Ji Xiaoyu.

She really didn't expect that as soon as Fu Bowen fell into a coma, Ji Xiaoyu would bring the child to the door.

They've been together for a long time and even had a baby.

Wen Nuan didn't know what kind of mentality Ji Xiaoyu had. When she heard that she liked Fu Bowen, she could still advise her.