Chapter 522 In Jiangcheng, which media dare to say anything?
Wen Jin didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Lu Nanxin lightly.
"Why have we been married for so long, even if you are at home, you and I sleep separately? Why!" Lu Nanxin seemed to be pushed to the limit.
Even such a question sounds a bit broken.
Wen Jin's eyes didn't dodge, he just watched.
"Why?" Lu Nanxin was still questioning Wen Jin.
It seems that Lu Nanxin will not be reconciled if he can't get an answer from Wenjin.
Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, copying the bag with one hand, looking calm: "Is the question over?"
One word made Lu Nanxin freeze in place.
Wen Jin's voice came calmly: "Do you really want to know the answer?"
Lu Nanxin was taken aback by Wen Jin's attitude, and suddenly felt a little regretful.
"No, I..." Lu Nan wanted to explain.
It's just that this kind of explanation is a little bit boundless.
Wen Jin's calm voice came: "Because I have X dysfunction, is this explanation clear enough?"
Even when he said such words, Wen Jin remained expressionless.
Speak every word clearly.
Lu Nanxin was stunned, he never thought that he would hear such an explanation from Wen Jin.
"You..." Lu Nanxin looked at Wen Jin in disbelief.
Wen Jin ignored Lu Nanxin and said coldly, "Go back! Zhang Zhuo should contact you soon."
After the words fell, Wen Jin walked towards his black Land Rover without looking back, and completely isolated Lu Nanxin from the car.
Then, the black Land Rover sped through the night and quickly disappeared on the main road.
When Lu Nanxin returned to the car, he didn't even realize the car was leaving.
The whole person is surrounded by circles.
Wen Jin's words kept coming back to mind.
Wen Jin What does this mean?
…
10 at night.
Wen Jin's car has already parked at the gate of Yu Anwan's villa.
But the villa is still closed, Wen Jin can be sure that Yu Anwan has not come back.
Even here is not that far from where he lives, but Wen Jin is still magnanimous.
The car was parked on the side of the road, looking at the villa with gentle eyes, as if waiting for something.
Half an hour later.
Bentley with a golden face slowly appeared at the door of the villa.
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly.
He saw Song Tingshen get out of the car, then walked around to the passenger seat and opened the door.
Song Tingshen is holding the car of Yu Anwan's men.
Ah.
Bentley is not an SUV, do you need to lead a woman out of the car?
Isn't this looking for a reason to take advantage?
Wen Jin's face became colder and colder, but his eyes just stared straight at him, and he didn't have any intention of moving away.
Especially when Yu Anwan smiled deeply at Song Ting, Yu Anwan's expression did not carry any unpleasant emotions.
is happy.
Even jumping for joy.
I don't know what the two of them said, but Yu Anwan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she was in a good mood.
Thinking of this, the unhappiness on Wen Jin's face became more and more obvious.
Then, without thinking, Wen Jin got out of the car and walked straight towards the two of them.
…
"Thank you." Yu Anwan looked at Song Tingshen with a smile.
Song Ting hummed deeply: "Isn't it normal to send the lady back?"
"Okay, I'll call you." Song Tingshen also laughed.
But Song Tingshen looked at Yu Anwan with much deeper eyes.
Yu Anwan is a genius.
It is impossible not to see Song Tingshen's meaning.
So Yu Anwan just stood there, as if patiently waiting for Song Tingshen to speak.
Song Tingshen's thin lips moved slightly: "Xiaoyue..."
His voice is deep and magnetic, coupled with Song Tingshen's current wealth, it's hard not to make a woman's heart flutter.
Yu Anwan didn't respond, but just watched.
"I want to say..." Song Tingshen continued.
Only this time, before Song Tingshen could finish his words, Wen Jin's voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.
"Why is Mr. Song still here?" Wen Jin asked directly.
Song Ting was dumbfounded by one sentence, probably because he never expected Wen Jin to appear here.
"Boss Wen?" Song Ting looked at Wen Jin in astonishment.
Wen Jin completely ignored Song Tingshen's intentions, but walked directly in the direction of Yu Anwan.
"It's not summer yet, it's cold at night, remember to wear a coat next time." Wen Jin's voice was very deep, and he said it to Yu Anwan.
Even during the whole process, Wen Jin didn't look at Song Tingshen.
Wen Jin's eyes fell on Yu Anwan.
Such an attitude is like a husband to his little wife.
Yu Anwan smiled half-smile: "Mr. Wen, the temperature is just right today."
"If I'm not sure, I won't be sure." Wen Jin's tone was domineering.
After the words fell, Wen Jin directly put his suit jacket on Yu Anwan's body.
This is Yu Anwan's package, so she didn't intend to expose it to the outside at all.
But Wen Jin's brows and eyes still did not loosen.
He felt that sooner or later he had to correct Yu Anwan's habit.
This woman likes to wear this kind of **** low-cut clothes.
Not conscious at all.
It was a kind of unpleasantness, which made Wen Jin feel very distressed.
It seems that everything about Yu Anwan can only be seen gently by him, and absolutely not for any man to peek at.
But unfortunately, Yu Anwan is in such a posture tonight, in front of Song Tingshen.
And Song Tingshen is not stupid, watching the interaction between Wen Jin and Yu Anwan.
Thinking about the rumors about them outside during this period of time, Song Tingshen stood where he was, a little embarrassed.
It's only on the surface, Song Tingshen also knows what to reveal and what not to reveal.
"Xiaoyue..." Song Ting said deeply.
As a result, before Yu Anwan had time to speak, Wen Jin looked over indifferently.
"President Song is still here?" Wen Jin asked directly.
Song Ting was dumbfounded by one sentence.
This gesture is like a hostess driving away intruders.
And it just so happened that he was the intruder.
"Mr. Song, do you want to go in and sit down?" Wen Jin asked directly.
Song Tingshen was so stunned by Wen Jin's words that he couldn't speak a word.
But under such circumstances, Song Tingshen reacted very quickly.
"Mr. Wen and Xiaoyue are familiar?" Song Ting asked directly.
After that, Song Tingshen said calmly without giving Wen Jin a chance to speak: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Wen is married."
The implication is that Wenjin has no competitive advantage.
also told Wen Jin clearly that what he did was morally unacceptable.
"If Mr. Wen gets too close to Xiaoyue like this, isn't he afraid that Mrs. Wen will misunderstand and the media will have a bad influence on Xiaoyue?" Song Tingshen asked Wen Jin.
Throughout the whole process, Yu Anwan didn't speak.
And Wen Jin looked at Song Tingshen with a half-smile: "In Jiangcheng, which media dare to say anything?"
(end of this chapter)