President Husband, it's too sweet

Wen Yan met Hongtu's boss, a bald middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes in his forties or fifties.

"Is this Wen Yan?" The bald man's eyes fell on Wen Yan.

"Yes, this is our Yanyan."

After all, the other party was the boss of Hongtu, and the company was much bigger and richer than Wen's Group, Xia Yuling had a flattering smile on her face.

Wen Jianguo also had a smile on his face, and he didn't dare to neglect, how could he not seize this kind of opportunity to make friends and please.

Wen Yan was pushed to the front by Xia Yuling, he looked coldly at this bald man in his forties, how ridiculous, a man who was more than 30 years older than him, would be his husband from now on.

Wen Yan remembered what Wen Jianguo said before leaving the house, "Remember that even if you are married to Hongtu's boss, your surname is still Wen, and you must seek more benefits for the Wen family in the future."

He felt chills in his heart, Wen Jianguo just regarded him as a tool to seek his interests, and did not regard him as his own son at all.

Bald said: "Let's go get the marriage certificate first, because of some reasons, I'm sorry I can't give you a fair wedding."

"Let's go together too." Xia Yuling and Wen Jianguo wanted to follow in the car.

However, the bald man stopped the two of them from moving, polite and polite mixed with a layer of alienation, "No need, after we get the marriage certificate, we will fulfill our promise to you, just send Wen Yan's things to this address."

He handed over the address in his hand to Wen's couple.

Bald, he is also his future father-in-law.

Just as she was about to explode, Xia Yuling tugged on Wen Jianguo's sleeve, took the bald hand and said, "Okay."

Xia Yuling had a smile on her face, "From now on, we, Yanyan, will leave it to you."

"Yeah." The bald man nodded, "Go back."

Wen Yan sat in the car, looking at the smaller and smaller Wen family in the rearview mirror, his heart became cold.

"Wipe it off." The middle-aged bald man handed him a tissue, "My name is Rong Lin."

Wen Yan didn't answer, but rudely wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

...The process of obtaining the certificate was very quiet. Wen Yan signed and pressed his fingerprints.

Not long after, a red notebook appeared in his hand.

Wen Yan didn't look at it, and put the notebook into his trouser pocket.

"Wen Yan, are you going home with me, or—" "If I don't go back with you, will you give me my university admission letter and ID card?" Wen Yan looked up at the bald man in front of him, with eyes The last glimmer of hope.

Bald said: "The things are at home, if you want them, just go back and get them."

Sure enough, it's not that simple, is it?

The man in front of him has given the Wen family such a huge profit, how could he just let him go like this?

Wen Yan smiled wryly, "Then I'll go back with you."

What was waiting for him, Wen Yan knew very well, the bald man in front of him had loose skin, yellow spots on his face, a slightly fat body, not out of shape, but fortunately he didn't have a beer belly, Wen Yan didn't know whether he should be thankful for this.

Thinking that such a man would be on top of him, Wen Yan physically wanted to vomit.

With his fingernails clasping his palms, Wen Yan resisted the urge and got into the car.