play like marriage

The light on the balcony was obviously insufficient. The man could not smell strong or light perfume on Wen Muchen, but a strange milky fragrance. He felt that there must be something wrong with his nose. Wen Muchen was probably a few centimeters shorter than him. Man Occupy a good location overwhelmingly.

Wen Muchen said patiently, "Sir, do you have any questions?"

Li Chengjun was about to say something, but an assistant-style man came out and reported to him: "Mr. Li, it's time for you to speak on stage, and you need to prepare."

Wen Muchen walked away from the assistant. If he hadn't seen the face of the person at such a close distance, then he would be blind. Even though he had a fever that night, he knew He didn't dare to think about what the man he was sleeping with looked like, and the man called him Mr. Li just now, thinking of the surname on the check.

When walking out from the balcony, Wen Muchen found that his palms were covered with cold sweat, he couldn't stay here any longer, he was very flustered now, never thought that he would meet that man without warning in such a situation, Another father of Young Master Yang Yang of his family.

After finding Chen Yueming who was talking with someone, Wen Muchen pulled him aside: "Boss, when shall we go back?"

Chen Yueming thought he was worried about the children at home, and said: "We will go back after the chairman's speech, and worry about your son."

Wen Muchen responded to him pretending to be calm: "Yes, my son doesn't want to sleep if I don't go back."

Chen Yueming gave him a disdainful look: "I would not have brought you out if I knew it earlier."

Wen Muchen pursed his lips calmly and smiled: "Remember to learn your lesson."

Chen Yueming choked.

After the two talked for a few more words, they heard the emcee appear on the stage in the center of the annual meeting. A man and a woman began to enliven the atmosphere on the stage, but they invited the chairman of Hengmei to give a speech.

After discovering the man on the stage who was exuding the smell of male hormones all over his body, Wen Muchen clenched his fists even more, and his face returned to expressionless, even the rare smile disappeared without a trace.

Ever since he had Young Master Yangyang, he has stopped being stingy with his smile, but now he can't be calm and composed. All along, another person who deliberately ignored broke into his sight in such a dazzling way, He was a little hard to accept.

He thought before that he would never meet the man who had a dewy marriage, and he had no chance to meet again. Maybe that man was just a richer man. Whether he had a family or a lover, it was none of his business. thing.

The chairman of Hengmei Group really has a seductive and attractive title, and Wen Muchen knows what it represents.

If he is a follower, he will not let that man go; if he is a vain person, he will not let that man go; if he is a person who needs fame and fortune, he will not let that man go man.

But Wen Muchen is not such a person.

He has ambitions, ideals, and plans, but all of this does not include the man on stage who is personable, eloquent, and able to answer the host's sharp questions with ease.

Chen Yueming said next to Wen Muchen: "It is said that the chairman of our company who just took office not long ago is the fifth diamond king, young and promising, handsome and unrestrained, it is really extraordinary when I saw it today."

Wen Muchen, whose eyes were downcast, didn't reply to his words, because he didn't hear what the other party was saying at all.

Chen Yueming continued: "Parents with such good conditions don't know what kind of person to find for him. I always feel that he is not on the same level as us. You know, that sense of distance, even The words 'Gao Fu Shuai' are used on him and he feels insulted."

No one responded to his words, Chen Yueming felt that he was talking to himself, he bumped Wen Muchen's arm with his elbow: "Hey, are you listening to me?"

Wen Muchen suddenly raised his head: "Oh, when shall we go back?"

No matter how dull Chen Yueming was, he still noticed something was wrong with Wen Muchen: "What are you thinking, the chairman just finished his speech, and we will leave after he leaves."

Wen Muchen, who was in a trance, made a single note. In the few minutes just now, he decided that he would not have much to do with this man in the future, as long as Yang Yang had a handsome father like him.

Li Chengjun, the chairman of Hengmei Group, didn't know that during the few minutes he was on stage, the individual below thought through many questions and had his own answers.

After thinking it over, Wen Muchen heaved a sigh of relief.

However, this time Chen Yueming did not guess correctly. Chairman Li did not leave directly, but stayed at the scene for a few more minutes before leading the group of people behind him to leave.Afterwards, Chen Yueming and Wen Muchen went out through the side door.

Chen Yueming asked Wen Muchen to wait for him at the gate to pick up the car. There were too many people here today, and the cars were all placed under the hotel parking lot.

There were not many people outside except the security guards. Wen Muchen was holding a coat in his hand. He didn't put it on just to keep himself awake. The chairman of the Hengmei Group gave him too much shock. It is estimated that ordinary people would have jumped on it. Blackmail doubled.

However, Wen Muchen did not expect that during the few minutes he was standing at the door waiting for Chen Yueming, the person who could not get rid of his mind would suddenly appear in front of him.

A shining top-notch British luxury Bentley stopped in front of Wen Muchen, the door was opened, and a man with a calm and introverted demeanor and fine eyebrows appeared in front of him: "Do I need to give you a ride?"

Compared with always smiling, Wen Muchen is more used to being expressionless. At this time, he chose to use the latter, and abruptly rejected the other party's invitation: "Thank you, no need, I'm waiting for my friend."

Li Chengjun obviously recognized Wen Muchen as the big boy who was with him that night, but nothing could be seen from his face. Does he not remember himself? Li Chengjun thought so, Wen Muchen's refusal caught his attention instead, maybe the other party Just want to say no?

Explaining that it was too late, Chen Yueming's car drove out of the garage, Wen Muchen nodded at Li Chengjun and rushed into Chen Yueming's car, saying, "Boss, let's go."

No matter how blind Chen Yueming was, he knew who was in the car in front of him. He asked Wen Muchen suspiciously, "Is that the chairman's car?"

Wen Muchen said perfunctorily, "I didn't notice, I don't know."

Thinking of Wen Muchen's first visit to such an occasion, it was impossible for him to know someone like President Li, so he didn't think much, and drove away with a good mood.

Wen Muchen's mood was particularly complicated.

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Returning home with Wen Muchen dressed in a cool outfit, he saw Aunt Xue hugging Yang Yang who was in good spirits. The negative emotions just now were unexpectedly swept away. He changed his coat and took off to make his body warmer before approaching. Yang Yang stretched out his hand.

Aunt Xue said: "I'm back, Yangyang slept for a while in the afternoon, and I don't want to sleep on the bed anymore."

Compared with the indifference when facing Li Chengjun, what Yang Yang got was Wen Muchen's full tenderness: "Master Little Pig, why are you still awake."

The spirited little guy babbled, then leaned his face directly against Wen Muchen's face, and gave him an intimate father-son kiss, and then Wen Muchen kissed him twice again, the little guy begged for mercy, moving around in his arms go.

Aunt Xue watched from the side and laughed. The relationship between the father and son was really good: "Have you had dinner yet? I'll make you some noodles."

Wen Muchen is quite used to Aunt Xue taking care of him now, so he is not polite: "Thank you Aunt Xue."

At night, I just drank juice and thought about things, but I didn't eat anything at all.

When eating noodles, Yang Yang didn't want to get out of Wen Muchen's arms, so he wanted to eat noodles with him. Wen Muchen fed the crushed noodles into the little guy's mouth, and Yang Yang ate some along with him.

Aunt Xue is going home tomorrow, so she washed all the clothes that should be washed by Yang Yang, added what should be replenished, and explained to her before going to bed. Yang Yang will definitely sleep with him, maybe the child will also feel something sensitively, especially clinging to his father.

Aunt Xue's full name is Liu Xue. She didn't know that Wen Muchen was a single father until she came to Wen Muchen's house. She didn't know who the child's mother was. Since the day she arrived, she had never seen the child's mother visit. The reason, but she knew that the child was definitely Wen Muchen's own, and the two looked very similar.

She feels that Wen Muchen is more like a mother. Of course, Wen Muchen is definitely a father and a mother now.

However, no one can tell the reason for this, who knows.When she usually takes care of her children, there will be a lot of gossip about Wen Muchen, but those have nothing to do with her, as long as she likes Yangyang, after all, she is just a nanny for Wen Muchen.

In fact, she knew that Wen Muchen worked very hard. Apart from work, he occasionally had to go back to school for exams, and read books after work at night. She was also a person with a son, and she felt sad looking at it.Zhou Mei gave Wen Muchen money, but he typed it back intact. Later, Zhou Mei cried in front of her, crying like a child. This son is sensible, and there is always a big distance between him and her, isn't it? People to people, but hearts to hearts.

Aunt Xue vaguely discovered that he was supporting this family by himself, a family that belonged to him and had nothing to do with anyone else.

When she went to bed, Wen Muchen put Yangyang on the crib and let him play with his feet. After returning, he carried the little thing to the bed. Wen Muchen patted Yangyang's back and sang familiar nursery rhymes to lull him to sleep.

The school's final exams were over a long time ago. After Wen Muchen coaxed Yang Yang to wake up, he quietly got up and took his newly bought notebook to the hall to write something for him. What happened tonight made him unable to calm down for a while.

Facing the document, he couldn't write a word.

He is now working in that person's company, working.

His internship period is three months, and he will enter Hengmei in November. After the Chinese New Year, the internship period will end. Someone from the personnel department has asked him to sign a long-term labor contract.

Before today, he had no concerns about signing, but now he can't say no.

Putting down the computer, Wen Muchen crawled back to the bed lightly, looking at Yangyang's white and tender face, he asked silently: "Yangyang, what should Dad do?"