How did I marry into a wealthy family during my second marriage?

Wen Xuyan's eyes were filled with warning.

"I understand, I won't ask random questions." Wen Chuyu pulled Wen Xuyan's hand away.

She straightened her hair, and when he wasn't paying attention, she ran to my right side, got close to my ear, and whispered, "This is the first time in so many years that I've seen him be so attentive to a girl."

After saying that, she stood up straight and patted me on the shoulder, "You can choose whatever you want, as long as it's a work on display, whichever one you like, I'll give it to you."

Wen Xuyan: "Why don't you give me one?"

"When you get married, all of these will be given to you. Come on!" Wen Chuyu made a cheering gesture, "You guys watch slowly, I'm going to greet a few acquaintances."

After Wen Chuyu finished speaking, he left.

"She's a crazy girl, don't take anything she says to heart."

"Mr. Wen, you mean that you are a rational person and I can take everything you say and do into your heart?"

Including what he said and what he did when his attitude towards me changed?

"There are times when my mind is not clear."

"..." If you want Wen Xuyan to be embarrassed, there is no such thing! He becomes so cruel that he even attacks himself.

I walked around him and continued looking at the painting.

Mr. Lu came back after answering the phone and saw Wen Xuyan standing with me. He went to look at the painting alone.

Before I knew it, it was lunch time, and Wen Chuyu strongly invited me to dine with her.

Dining with her means that Wen Xuyan is also there.

In the past two days, he has been hanging out under my nose from time to time, and he has plans to repair the relationship between us.

I was afraid that my hard-earned determination would be shaken, so I declined, "I have something to do in the afternoon. I'll treat you to another day."

While viewing the art exhibition, Mr. Lu received a call from a fan.

The fan determined that the number that called me belonged to the Mary Research Institute.

I became more and more certain that she worked at the Institute.

It happened that the fan was on vacation, and he learned that Mr. Lu was here on a business trip, so he took the initiative to invite him to have lunch with him.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, perhaps to get information about her identity from fans.

"This is my cell phone number."

I took the business card from Wen Chuyu, said goodbye to her, and left with Mr. Lu.

"Dear brother, seeing the person you like being abducted by another man must make you feel like a knife."

Wen Xuyan pursed his lower lip lightly and said nothing.

"I feel the same way you feel. You must have no appetite, so don't waste time forcing yourself to eat."

"You're reluctant to treat me to a meal?" Wen Xuyan looked away from me.

"I'm thinking about you, I..."

"go to eat."

Wen Xuyan held Wen Chuyu's collar and walked toward the restaurant on the second floor.

"Brother, haven't I already promised you not to carry me around in front of outsiders?"

Wen Chuyu said this, but he didn't mean to struggle. He followed him and went upstairs with him.

Mr. Lu had already made an appointment with the fans, and he drove me to a Western restaurant five kilometers away.

On the way here, Mr. Lu briefly told me about the basic situation of fans.

A fan is irritated and negative because there has been no breakthrough in a certain project. I accidentally heard Mr. Lu's song and was inspired. I quickly broke through the bottleneck and successfully won the project.

From then on, he fell in love with Mr. Lu's music uncontrollably. Later, Mr. Lu got involved in the film and television industry, and fans would support him.

Every time a new product is launched for a product endorsed by Mr. Lu, he will buy it without hesitation and support it even if he spends all his money.

In order to spend money unscrupulously to support Mr. Lu, in addition to his work in the research laboratory, he also has a side job at home.

Mr. Lu must be very happy to have such a fan who follows him wholeheartedly.

Mr. Lu didn't meet him many times. He only knew that he didn't talk much and could stay calm even when he met his idol.

I can't rashly ask him about Wen Xuyan's biological mother before I know his temperament clearly.

Mr. Lu parked his car and as soon as he stepped into the lobby on the first floor, he saw fans sitting by the window.

"He is Green."

Mr. Lu lowered his voice and said.

I followed his gaze and saw a burly white man.

He has a beard and is fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

I followed Mr. Lu to the table where he was.

"You're here." Green spoke Chinese with an accent. He just glanced at me and then lowered his head to play with the Rubik's Cube.

"This is my assistant Ruan Zhen."

Green nodded.

"Sit down." Mr. Lu motioned for me to sit down.

Most talented people have personalities. I didn't take Green's actions to heart.

Green pushed the menu in front of Mr. Lu, "I've already ordered my portion. You guys can do it yourself."

After working in an entertainment company, I met some crazy fans. They couldn't see their idols, and would go for days without eating or drinking, squatting downstairs in the agency. Their state was no different from that of a spirited girl.

And Green is the calmest fan I've ever seen.

Mr. Lu handed me the menu.

When I was working in the company, I would occasionally order food for Mr. Lu. I had a general understanding of his taste and ordered the food quickly.

Mr. Lu took a sip of the warm water in the cup and asked, "How are you doing lately?"

"I've been reading the TV series you filmed recently." Green put down the Rubik's Cube. "Where did you find that phone number?"

Green took the initiative to mention it, and I felt excited. I took out my phone, found the address book, opened it, and put the phone on the table.

Green looked at his cell phone and said doubtfully: "The staff of our institute rarely use landlines to communicate with outsiders."

Me: "Maybe she was worried at the time and forgot to use her personal mobile phone."

Green said nothing, as if thinking about the possibility of my words.

Mr. Lu is a smart man. After seeing clearly the appearance of Wen Xuyan's biological mother that day, he saw that I left her a business card and already guessed what was going on.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and found a photo of Wen Xuyan from the Internet and enlarged it, "Are there any employees in your research institute who look similar to him?"

Green looked at the photo carefully for a while, then nodded hesitantly, "She is Molly. She likes reading and often goes to the library in the city center."

Green is telling us that if we want to find Molly, we can go to the library downtown!

Mr. Lu: "Thank you."

Both Green and Mr. Lu were taciturn people. I had no ability to liven up the atmosphere, so I ate the steak in silence.

After finishing the meal and preparing to leave, Green learned from Mr. Lu that he was planning to come back, and his mood finally changed.

He stepped forward and gave Mr. Lu a hug and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you very much!"

He looked like a fan at this time.

"It's me who should thank you for always supporting me silently."

Green let go of Mr. Lu and bowed to him again, with a cute look on his face.

When they parted at the door of the restaurant, Green reminded: "Molly usually has Tuesday afternoon off."

Tuesday… I hurriedly check my phone.

Today is Tuesday!