I stick with the villain to extend my life

Outside the door are all his subordinates. They are industry elites who have grown up little by little after operating abroad for many years and relying on the Chen Group to cultivate power in China.

Everyone was shocked when they first saw him:

[Isn’t this the young Master Wen who died in a car accident? 】

[Shhh, stop calling me young master. The Wen family is extremely disabled. He is now the only master of the Wen family! 】

[So he faked his death and controlled various changes in the Wen Group? 】

[Look at that handsome and graceful young man, he doesn’t look like such a cruel person. 】

Various news media were talking about it, and he was naturally good at explaining everything that happened to the Wen Group in the past few days, and actively cooperated with the police investigation.

Anyway, he's back.

No illness or disaster, standing proudly in front of everyone, he is the king who returned from the blood and took control of the power.

He officially returned, and the people who submitted the posts in the North City wealthy families almost went crazy, especially after he officially announced that the Chen Group would be merged into the Wen Group, the Wen Group was even more enthusiastic.

In the past, the Wen and Gu families each had their own merits, but now, as soon as he came back, he annexed the Chen Group, and the total assets of the entire group have steadily surpassed the Gu Group.

He is responsible for the merger and development of the two groups by himself, and is extremely busy almost day and night every day.

but……

"Turn down all invitations for this afternoon." Wen Xiling rubbed the sour brows and strode out of the Wen Group.

The luxury car drove along the long streets of Beicheng and soon arrived at the shy dance studio.

The shy summer vacation gives me a lot more time, and I can practice more dances and songs with An Qi.

Although Yan Mian has no intention of debuting, An Qi seems to want to debut. She needs a few stages where she can get out of the circle.

"Bashful, dancing is too difficult!" An Qi couldn't help complaining to Yan.

"Be patient." Without saying a word, Yan Yan put one foot on An Qi's waist and pressed it down hard.

"Ah - ah ah..." The heartbreaking wailing sound echoed throughout the dance practice room.

"The dance you chose is most particular about a girl's soft waist. Your waist is too hard. Come here and let me split your legs."

"Ah, let's get here first today!!!" An Qi couldn't stand it anymore. Are all dancers so cruel?

"How about that?" he said shyly and seriously,

"Today you do the splits, but tomorrow you have to raise your toes above your head."

An Qi was almost frightened to death. She begged pitifully to be shy.

"Boss, I'm really not good at it...I just sing!"

"Idols have to take care of both singing and dancing, hurry up." Shy is particularly strict in this aspect.

Just when she was about to kick her, An Qi suddenly raised her hands and shouted as if surrendering,

"Ashamed, your husband is here to find you!"

"No way, he's so busy that he's dying."

"He is really here, watching you destroy me at the door."

"Come on, come on, his hands are much darker than mine," he said shyly without raising his head, holding An Qi's waist seriously and helping her make preparations.

"The hands are black, and the heart is even darker. If you nag like this in front of him, he will chop off your foot and lift it to the top of your head."

"Crack..." a sound.

An Qi felt as if her bones had been completely broken open!

"It hurts, it hurts..." An Qi broke into a sweat in pain,

"Mr. Wen, your wife scolds you behind your back, why don't you teach her a lesson?"

"She's right." Wen Xi's cool and swishing voice came over, and his clear and deep voice echoed in the small dance practice room.

Looking back shyly, he was wearing a noble suit and leather shoes and looked at her with a smile.

"Why are you here? Aren't you very busy?" he asked shyly.

"There are very important things to do today."

"What's the matter? How important is it?" She was asking shyly. Wen Xiling had already finished smoking the cigarette in her hand and pulled her to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

10 minutes later.

She shyly held a small red notebook. On the notebook were her slightly stiff face and Wen Xiling, who pursed her lips and had a slight smile on her face.

Received the certificate?

Is this what he says is important?

Wen Xiling didn't need her as a wedding bride anymore. The two of them had just agreed to get married. After coming back, the first important thing was to get the certificate?

"Mrs. Wen, what do you want to eat for lunch?" He was full of energy, with a faint smile on his face.

She was almost shy, holding the roses he sent in one hand, and holding a diamond ring bigger than her fingernails in the other hand.

"Oh, right," Wen Xiling took out his wallet from his pocket as if he thought of something.

"This is a salary card. The president's salary is not much, but the dividends are quite large. He should be able to support Mrs. Wen,"

The card was handed to the shy hand,

"The password is your birthday, and the black card can be used for direct consumption."

With her hands full of shyness, Wen Xiling even stuffed the book of the villa property under her name into her arms.

"I'll leave it to Mrs. Wen to take care of these things from now on."

"Ah?" She was shy and didn't know how to manage money. She was slightly confused, raised her face, and opened her full lips slightly, looking dumbfounded in shock.

"Crack" sound.

Wen Xiling took a photo of her shy little face, and the phone screen changed in an instant. After two more clicks on the screen, there was an official announcement from Wen Xiling in the circle of friends that had been silent for a whole year. :

【mine. 】

Just two simple words, very light, yet very heavy.

"What are you?" After being shy for a long time, I finally found my own voice, which was trembling a little. I don't know whether it was because of the countless money, or because of the sudden trust and happiness.

"It should have been done a long time ago. It's a whole year late. Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Wen..."

His shy ears felt slightly hot. The words "Mrs. Wen" were like magic. As long as they came out of his mouth, they would make people blush and their hearts beat faster.

"The lawyer will go back tomorrow and discuss with you about adding your name to the real estate."

Wen Xiling's big hands held her shy and slender waist. It took a lot of effort to suppress the corners of her lips that she had been wanting to raise. He walked with her to the car and opened the trunk -

The trunk is full of small red boxes,

"Wedding candies should be given to your classmates and the children in the dance studio. If they are not around, Huang Mao will send them to their homes. Do you hear me?"

"Ah?" This is a marriage that is announced to the world...

He dug out two boxes of snacks from a pile of small boxes of wedding candies. They looked very heavy, and he put his arms around his shy shoulders.

"Let's go?"

"Return, return, where else are you going?"

"Go meet your family," Wen Xiling said with a smile.

"They have already scolded me in the circle of friends and sent me to the crematorium," he pretended to be aggrieved.

"Being shy will protect me, right?"