C14 Grab Hold of Her Weakness

Hmph, Wen Xiaoru, I've found you a weakness again. It would definitely induce public opinion along with the previous photo. Let's see if you dare to get a divorce this time.

Before Chen Qiran could enter the hotel with his little lover, he saw someone opening a room at the front desk. The man took out his ID card from his wallet and immediately pulled his little lover to hide behind a potted plant outside the hotel as he took photos.

Wei Xiaowu didn't send Wen Xiaoru upstairs. Instead, he reached out his hand to rub Wen Xiaoru's hair and said, "Good night!"

Wen Xiaoru replied and took the elevator upstairs. Looking at the closed elevator, she turned and left …

Wen Xiaoru heaved a sigh of relief and smiled as she said her goodbyes. In a hotel room, it would indeed be very awkward if a male friend were to enter at night. What if the other party misunderstood his intentions and thought that he was inviting him for a sexual suggestion?

When Wen Xiaoru went to the hotel to wash up, she saw that there were five missed calls on her phone. Four of them were from Ji Lianchen and one was from Liu Xiang.

He didn't want to deal with any of them. Wen Xiaoru turned off her phone and went to sleep!

When Wen Xiaoru rushed to the design company in the morning, Chen Qiran looked at her with a strange expression in his eyes. Chen Qiran could go and make a horror movie now. Wen Xiaoru shrugged and ignored his strange gaze. After stepping into the elevator, he pressed the close button, leaving Chen Qiran, who was a meter away from the elevator, outside.

Chen Qiran: "…"

I'll make you look good at noon! You damned woman!

At noon, Wen Xiaoru could go to dinner after she finished her final modifications. After drawing, he leaned back against the chair and stretched his body. Only then did he realize that Chen Qiran was in his office. The door was closed, and the curtain had been drawn.

Seeing that Wen Xiaoran had finished with her work, Chen Qiran threw the photo on her desk. The one who checked in was also the one who got married on the night of the wedding.

"Divorce!" Chen Qiran said.

"Are you threatening me?" Wen Xiaoru hugged her chest as she leaned against the seat. Her faint eyebrows did not even flinch as she stared at Chen Qiran.

"If you don't want to get a divorce, just find an entertainment magazine. Let me think... These reporters should be using a very dog-shit name – the previous Wen Family's daughter who cheated during the wedding ceremony? " Chen Qiran placed both hands on the desk and knocked on it. Dong, dong, dong.

He paused for a while. He used a hypnosis skill, a negotiation skill. He didn't believe that Chen Qiran would know all this. He only wanted to imitate others and increase their momentum.

Wen Xiaoru replied, "Yes, yes, yes." Then he stopped.

"I said that if you give me the money that belongs to me, I will get a divorce." Wen Xiaoru coldly replied with a smile.

"Then wait for the photo to be revealed, then you can go to court and get a divorce." Chen Qiran clapped his hands and turned to leave.

So what if it was exposed? This was fake news after all. In court, who do you think was in my bed on my wedding night? You're not someone you can mess with easily.

When they left the company in the evening, Wen Xiaoru stood downstairs, debating whether to go back to Ji Li's house. Neither of them had been in touch since last night, and the phone rang.

"Go home!" The man's voice was stern as he hung up the phone. Wen Xiaoru could only return home. On the way to the subway station, Wen Xiaoru pondered over whether she should take on a few more jobs in private. It was almost the beginning of the month, so she should pay the next month's fees.

He opened the door with his key and found the man sitting on the sofa, reading a newspaper.

"I'm hungry." The man did not look away from the newspaper.

Wen Xiaoru knew that the other party wanted her to do something. However, she had cooked some noodles herself. Wen Xiaoru went into the kitchen and cooked a bowl of noodles for the man. She even fried an egg. The scallions were spread within the bowl, and the color was quite good. This was what they were most proficient at. If a man didn't like it, there was nothing they could do about it.

Wen Xiaoru carried the noodles to the table and asked the man to eat. Ji Lianchen got up from the sofa, walked over to the dining table and sat down. He glanced at the bowl.

Wen Xiaoru stammered, "I'm the best at it, I don't usually cook …" "Do you want to eat or not?" Wen Xiaoru cursed in her heart. "You're the one who's hungry."

Ji Lianchen glanced at Wen Xiaoru, his eyebrows raised as he picked up the bamboo chopsticks and took a bite. Not bad, the man ate slowly.

The night passed in silence.

The next morning, Wen Xiaoru, who had rushed to the company's office, received a run for money. As she entered the elevator, a marketing director squeezed her out. When she entered her office, Wen Xiaoru heard the gossip.

As soon as she arrived, they pretended to have something to do and scattered. Wen Xiaoru picked up the newspaper and lamented that the reporter's writing style was not bad.

The internet was abuzz with commotion. Wen Xiaoru had been beaten to a pulp. There were curses on Weibo as well. An article denouncing him had already been searched. Someone was doing it with a rhythm. Wen Xiaoru flipped through the books and was too lazy to continue watching.

After an hour of work, when Wen Xiaoru was browsing through the news, there was no news of them on the internet. She searched herself. All the articles about her cheating were gone. Not a single photo.

Is it Ji Lichen? Such a fast speed. Wen Xiaoru flipped open the call log and found that the other party had missed her call.

Wen Xiaoru took out her phone and was stunned for a moment. She was jolted awake by the vibration of her phone. It was Ji Lianchen.

"Explain!" Very good, you did it again.

"Chen Qiran was the one who wanted to mess with me. I didn't get a room with anyone. The indecent photo was taken with you that time." Wen Xiaoru's voice was calm, but her hand was tightly gripping the phone. He was frightened by the man last time, so he didn't want to disobey him.

"You don't believe me?" Wen Xiaoru asked the other party softly.

"En!" The man's deep voice sounded. Wen Xiaoru secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Her stiff body relaxed. She wanted to say a few more words, but the man ended the call.

He should have trusted her, so he had to settle this matter quickly. It was really annoying to let a disgusting man like Chen Qiran get misunderstood by him. Even though she had been treated roughly, she did not want to be misunderstood.

Wen Xiaoru left her office and knocked on the general manager's door.

"Come in."

"It's me. Let's talk about the divorce first."

Chen Qiran was sitting in a chair, staring at the desk with a worried expression. Wen Xiaoran was feeling strange, as she had already achieved his goal.

"Ah?!" Chen Qiran looked up at Wen Xiaoru as if he did not understand her, "Oh, okay. "Let's go to the coffee shop to talk."

Wen Xiaoru turned to leave and went to the coffee shop to wait for him. She didn't know where he had gone off to.

After ordering a glass of water, Wen Xiaoru took two sips, but Chen Qiran had arrived late.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I just went to get you a present."

A divorce present? Wen Xiaoru accepted it without hesitation. It was a book.

Chen Qiran sat in front of Wen Xiaoran and rubbed his hands, "Xiaoru, I've discovered that I still love you."

Wen Xiaoru did not speak as she looked at him with a faint smile.

"Believe me, I mean it. "I swear." Chen Qiran put his four fingers together. "Everything I say is true, otherwise I would have lost all my descendants."

The corner of Wen Xiaoru's mouth curled up in a mocking smile. Chen Qiran likes men.

The black BMW stopped at the Ru Ge Design Company. The man got out of the car to look for Wen Xiaoru and found out that she and Chen Qiran had gone out. Someone told him to go to the cafe next door.