After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

I've heard this line before, always in TV series.

Wen Zeyuan opened his wallet. Inside were gold cards from top domestic and foreign banks, as well as a lot of red cash and US dollars. The wallet was stuffed to the brim.

There should be no one in this world who doesn’t love money. I’m a layman, and it would be a lie to say I don’t love money.

I admit that I had a momentary impulse to accept the money.

"Zeyuan, I can't take this money." I returned the wallet to Wen Zeyuan, and his wrist was held by him.

"Are you willing to spend Mo Lingtian's money, but not mine?" Wen Zeyuan's eyes showed sadness.

I was angry and funny at the same time.

The money I spent on Mo Lingtian was what he owed me for two lifetimes.

I have paid so much for Mo Group day and night, and it is the remuneration he owes me.

But I owe Wen Zeyuan so many favors that I can't even count them.

"Zeyuan..." Seeing his aggrieved look, I didn't know how to comfort him. I could only say, "Otherwise, you can arrange a job for me. It will be considered as taking care of me."

"Okay." The boy responded aggrievedly.

Wen Zeyuan lowered his head, his broken hair covering his eyes, and he looked aggrieved, which made me feel guilty for bullying a child.

"Be good, it's not that I don't want to spend your money, I just feel that I have more confidence to spend the money I earn."

I coaxed Wen Zeyuan like a child.

I have seen Wen Zeyuan on TV news several times. He is emerging in the field of architecture. On TV, he looks mature and steady in suits and leather shoes. Although his face is still very immature, his academic issues are more professional than those of architects who have been in the industry for many years. When facing reporters The questions were answered fluently.

Because of this news, it became a little popular.

He has many female fans who admire his good looks, and people on the Internet are touting Wen Zeyuan as the "Xiaoyan male protagonist".

Sometimes when I watch short videos, I can catch Wen Zeyuan having an offline meeting and a girl secretly filming him.

There are millions of likes, and the comments below are all about calling me husband.

Looking at the aggrieved man in front of him, like a child, it is impossible to connect these two people together.

"Okay, I'll arrange a job for you."

I breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and nodded, "Yeah!"

I didn't expect that the job Wen Zeyuan arranged for me was to work in the Wen Group.

Thinking about the embarrassing things that happened that night, I still have my toes on the ground a little bit.

After completing the formalities, I learned that I was assigned to work in the financial department.

After I learned about it, I was stunned for a long time, and then I heard the head of the human resources department smile and say to me: "This department is the core department of our company. The employees in it are all highly talented students in the financial field, or they have very senior qualifications." The boss."

The implication is that I entered the Finance Department as a Secretary-General, which is considered a high achievement.

I pursed my lips, and the supervisor smiled at me again: "Mr. Wen told me that you are very capable and learn quickly. Entering this department will be of great help to your future career."

My heart was burning, "Well, thank you, Sister Gu!"

Sister Gu smiled, brought me to the financial department, and called all colleagues in the financial department to come over. I specially wore professional clothes today and introduced my name. Sister Gu said with a smile: "Everyone should take more care of Xiaorou."

Sister Gu assigned me to a very senior senior. As soon as I sat down, I heard a commotion.

"Who is here? Mr. Xiao Wen? I'm going. Why is Mr. Xiao Wen here?"

Colleagues stood up and gathered around to take a look. Wen Zeyuan appeared outside the financial department with two cups of milk tea in his hand, followed by several secretaries, including Xiao Wu.

"It's too hot today, I'll treat everyone to afternoon tea."

Wen Zeyuan motioned to his secretary to distribute the milk tea to everyone.

There was a rustling low sound all around.

"This is the first time Mr. Xiaowen has invited people from the company to drink milk tea? Are there any other departments?"

"I asked other departments and they didn't have it. Only our department has it."

"Wow wow wow, what's going on?"

Several colleagues turned to look at me, and I suddenly felt on pins and needles.

Xiao Wu was sharing milk tea in front of him, and suddenly a female colleague pointed to the milk tea and cake box in the innermost cart: "What is this? Why is it different from the milk tea cake you gave us?"

"Ahem, this one is the same, but the packaging is different." Xiao Wu explained forcefully.

The female colleague looked at the milk tea cake in her hand and said, "Is it the same? It seems different. The one in the cart seems to be more delicious and more beautiful."

"Just eat, it's the first time Mr. Xiaowen is treating a guest." Xiao Wu then blocked the female colleague's mouth.

After Xiao Wu distributed the food to several colleagues in front of him, he assigned it to me and gave me the milk tea cake in the cart.

"This is the milk tea and cake that Mr. Xiao Wen personally bought from the best milk tea shop in Nancheng."

Xiao Wu put it on my table. I thanked him in a low voice and raised my head just to meet Wen Zeyuan's eyes.

He raised the milk tea cup in his hand and took a sip, and I realized that Wen Zeyuan and I were drinking the same milk tea.

One week after I joined the company, I heard that I was inviting the financial department to have afternoon tea from time to time. Other departments were complaining, and I saw that the company group was already talking about it.

"What's going on? Mr. Xiaowen is suddenly so nice to the financial department? Why isn't our department? It's so unfair!"

"Can it be compared with the financial department? The financial department is the core department of our company."

"Then we can't treat them differently, not to mention that the salary in the financial sector is more than ten times higher than ours!"

Others are gossiping: "I heard that a very beautiful newcomer came to the financial department a few days ago?"

"Yes, yes, she is indeed beautiful, just like a female star."

"Didn't Xiaowen invite the financial department to drink milk tea that day?"

"Oh my God! Isn't it? Who is Mr. Xiao Wen?"

"Stop chatting, new people are also in this group..."

"Oh……"

Then the group became quiet, I turned off my phone and closed my eyes.

The phone vibrated, and Yu Hui sent a text message. She knew everything about the company in the past few days.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Wen Zeyuan invited someone from the company to drink milk tea just to treat you!"

I glanced at it, got up and went to the bathroom.

Maybe the weather is really getting hotter day by day. I took a cold shower and my body was still burning hot.

The next day I went back to work as usual. As soon as I stepped through the door of the company, the front desk smiled and called me: "Sister-in-law, good morning."

I felt like I was struck by lightning. As soon as I entered the elevator, there were many colleagues inside. When they saw me coming in, they all smiled and shouted to me: "Sister-in-law, good morning."

Seven or eight people in the elevator all said the same thing.

I felt dizzy and went upstairs. As soon as I entered the door of the financial department, all my colleagues looked over.

"Sister-in-law, good morning."

A female colleague walked past me holding a mug, looked at me with a smile and said.

I grabbed the female colleague and said, "You guys, why do you call me that?"

"Sister-in-law, you and Mr. Xiao Wen use a car to go to and from get off work every day, and you still live together. We have known for a long time that you and Mr. Xiao Wen are together!"

The female colleague had a gossipy look on her face, "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, you will match Xiaowen very well."

Female colleague Shi Shiran left, leaving me with a messy face.