Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"What's the hurry?" Lin Yinuan said, putting down her phone and slowly putting on the bathrobe provided by the hotel.

"Are you done washing? How about we wash together?"

"Daydreaming?"

Lin Yinuan wiped her hair and opened the door. She saw Wu Haoran standing at the door naked. He stretched out his arms to hug her, "Nuannuan."

She dodged and said, "You should have a good rest in the hotel. I have to leave now."

"Leaving so early? A little later, Nuannuan."

"No." Lin Yinan refused seriously, walked around Wu Haoran to the bed, picked up her clothes and put them on.

Wu Haoran saw that she looked cold and unhappy, so he had to take a step back and said, "Okay, when will you come again?"

"Besides, what kind of house do you want to rent? I'll ask the agent."

"A fully furnished three-bedroom apartment. The rest is up to you."

"Row."

Lin Yinuan simply tidied her clothes and hair and left the room.

After closing the door, she turned around and spat at it.

Nausea.

Sitting in the car on the way back, Lin Yiran replied to Hanhan, "The air is much fresher after leaving the hotel."

Hanhan: “hhhh…”

Hanhan: "By the way, I have news for you. Didn't my brother use his connections to have people in major media outlets keep an eye on it? One media outlet received the tip, and their editor-in-chief told my brother as soon as he saw the email."

As she spoke, Hanhan sent a screenshot of an email.

The first sentence of the email read: Wen Liang and Huo Dongcheng had a son while studying in Philadelphia.

Lin Yiran was extremely grateful, "You are so talented. Thank you so much, Hanhan, and thank you brother too. If it weren't for you, I might have really gone to Africa."

She has been worried these days, fearing that Brother Hanhan would not be able to intercept the news in advance and that the news would leak out.

After hearing what Hanhan said, she could finally rest assured.

But who is the person who broke the news? ! !

Hanhan: "However, the address located through the source file of this email is still your home. It is probably the same as last time, a virtual address."

"This guy is really sick!" Lin Yinuan scratched his head in anger, "But, thanks to you, words can no longer express my gratitude to you!"

"You're welcome. We are good friends. I believe you will help me if I encounter any difficulties."

"Yes, if you have any troubles, just tell me. If I can help you, I will definitely help you!"

"I really need your help with something."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"XC just released a new bag not long ago, have you seen it?"

"Is it the brown calfskin clutch?"

"Yes! That's it!"

"I like that style too, but it's always out of stock in the counter here, what a pity."

"I have the same thing here, but I heard that the counter in the China World Trade Center will probably have some new goods in the next two days. Can you help me get one?"

After saying that, Hanhan transferred 100,000 yuan over.

"Hanhan, how can I accept such a small amount of money? You have helped me so much, this bag is a gift from me to you." Lin Yiran did not ask for payment, and was happy that she could finally help Hanhan.

"How does this work?"

"Don't be polite to me."

My bad mood today was finally cured a little by Hanhan's message.

Lin Jiamin has been discharged from the hospital and is recuperating at home.

Her face was disfigured, and she had planned to undergo cosmetic reconstructive surgery after being discharged from the hospital. However, the beauty salon said that her physical condition did not meet the requirements for surgery, so the surgery had to be postponed.

When Lin Yinuan returned home, she saw Lin Jiamin sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at the photo in her hand with a gloomy expression.

On the table was a paper bag used for mailing documents, with a few photos on it.

"Aunt, what's wrong?"

As she spoke, Lin Yinuan picked up a photo. When she saw the picture, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Uncle..."

She quickly looked at the other photos. Without exception, they all showed Huo Junshan and a young woman behaving intimately, and it was obvious that they had a close relationship.

"What are you making so much noise for?" Lin Jiamin looked at her sullenly.

Lin Yinuan shrank her neck and looked around, but none of the servants were there.

She squatted down, looked up at Lin Jiamin, and asked in a low voice, "Aunt, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Lin Jiamin laughed at herself. "What else can I do? Of course I should pretend I don't know. We all rely on your uncle for food, clothing, shelter and transportation. If we interfere in this matter, he will get angry and kick us out. Wouldn't that be more trouble than gain?"

Having said that, Lin Jiamin will not sit idly by and wait for death.

This situation had happened before, but those women were brainless. After she had someone to flatter and instigate them, they became impatient to provoke her. If she then cried to Huo Junshan and complained to him, they would be rejected.

She married Huo Junshan for his identity, family background, and social status.

At this age, Huo Junshan definitely doesn't want to get married for the third time, which would only make him a laughing stock.

Since her position was not threatened, there was no need for her to quarrel with Huo Junshan over a woman and she could just act in secret.

"Just forget it?"

What my aunt said made sense, but Lin Yiran still felt a little unwilling.

"Don't worry about it, and don't show it in front of your uncle."

Lin Yiran glanced at the woman in the photo, secretly cursed her as a vixen, and reluctantly replied, "Got it."

Lin Jiamin collected all the photos.

Lin Yiran thought of something and said, "By the way, aunt, what if she gets pregnant?"

"Let's not talk about whether your uncle can make her pregnant now. Even if she does, she may not be able to give birth to the baby."

"Oh……"

……

Lake Garden Villa.

Xue Jun leaned in Huo Junshan's arms, her fingers slowly wandering over his chest, her voice so sweet that it made people feel uneasy, "Mr. Huo, you promised to give me that bag last time..."

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised you. I asked my assistant to send it to you tomorrow." Huo Junshan replied with a smile, rubbing his big hands on her fair shoulders.

"No, I have an appointment with a friend to go shopping tomorrow. I'll pick it up then and let her see how good you are to me." Xue Jun smiled, his young face full of collagen, so tender that you could squeeze water out of it.

"Okay, whatever you say goes." Huo Junshan said.

"Oh, it's getting late. I should go to work."

"Come on, I'm free, I'll take you there."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo."

The two had a simple breakfast and got in the car together.

After a while, the Maybach stopped at the entrance of the club. Xue Jun got out of the car and said goodbye to Huo Junshan with a smile.

As she watched the car drive away, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

The greasy old man's skin is loose, so disgusting.

She walked into the club wearing high heels.

At this time, a voice came from the side, "Junjun."

Xue Jun turned around with a professional smile on his face, "Good morning, Xiaolu."

"Good morning." Xiao Lu glanced at the direction where the Maybach left, took Xue Jun's arm, and whispered, "Was it Chairman Huo who sent you here just now?"