"Miss, we have arrived in B City."
A clear and melodious female voice rang in her ears, causing her to slowly open her eyes. Xin Wan furrowed her brows and glanced at the stewardess who was leaning against her. She smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, I overslept."
She rubbed her eyes. She did not bring much luggage with her, only her handbag, and quickly got off the plane. When she walked out of the corridor, she turned on her phone and a text message popped up.
There were only a few simple and cold words. "Miss Tong, a lawyer has taken over the case you entrusted to us. This is the lawyer's contact number. Miss Tong, you can contact the lawyer directly after you get off the plane."
There was a string of phone numbers at the end.
Xinwan's slender fingers quickly saved the number into her contact list. Just as she was about to dial it, a call came in. Looking at the name on the screen, her red lips curved slightly.
"You're really punctual."
"I'm more than punctual. Raise your head and look. Who is the beauty standing opposite you?"
There was a playful female voice on the other end of the line, with a hint of unconcealable joy. The moment Xinwan raised her head, she saw the beautiful face that she had not seen for a long time. The woman's long black hair was casually let down, and she was only wearing a casual sportswear. There were two funny monkeys on the chest of the sportswear, but she had a good figure and was still curvy. Standing beside the sapphire blue car at the entrance of the airport, she looked exceptionally charming.
"Youran!"
Xinwan ended the call. The smile on her lips deepened as she quickly walked over.
Xiao Youran waved the phone in her hand at her and raised her brows. "How is it? I'm a good friend, aren't I? Look at what time it is. I usually sleep in at this time. It's such a rare day off today. "
The two of them got into the car. Xiao Youran started the engine and asked Xinwan, who was buckling her seatbelt, "How long do you plan to stay this time?"
"If nothing goes wrong, a week should be enough."
Xinwan replied concisely, "I just received the text. I've already contacted the lawyer. I'll give him a call later. I'll go back to the Family Wen later. I'll go back to America after I sign the papers."
Xinwan and Xiao Youran were best friends. Xinwan was originally from B City. Six years ago, she had married Wen Han-woo, the heir of the Wen Group, the richest family in B City. Naturally, a marriage without any feelings would not end well. Xinwan knew very well that Wen Han-woo would never fall for a woman like her. Moreover, she had married him for a reason.
Now that she thought about it, six years had passed and she was already 29 years old. When she was 23 years old, she married into Family Wen. In the blink of an eye, six years had passed. Her youth had been spent in this loveless marriage. Her husband probably didn't even know what she looked like.
However, she knew very well what Wen Han-woo looked like.
In the hearts of all the women in B City, he was the most perfect man. His every move was full of masculine charm. Even though she was in France, there would be financial news about him every now and then. Occasionally, there would be gossip about him. It was hard for her to forget him even if she wanted to.
"Have you really decided to get a divorce?"
Xiao Youran's voice interrupted Xinwan's thoughts. She looked up and saw Xiao Youran's pitiful expression. "I even saw President Wen yesterday. He's really becoming more and more charming. To be honest, as your good sister, I should be responsible and tell you that you should fight for a man like him!"
Xinwan didn't care too much. She fiddled with the seatbelt in front of her chest and smiled. She reached out to remove the hairband on her head and found a comfortable position to lean against the seat. Her female voice was soft and languid. "Why? President Wen, who made all the women in B City head over heels for him, flirted with you last night?"
"Tong Xiaowan!"
Xiao Youran liked to call her by her nickname whenever she got angry. She furrowed her brows and snorted. "Don't joke with me. He's your husband!"
"It's just a title."
Xinwan shrugged indifferently. She didn't want to continue this topic. She narrowed her eyes and pointed to the front. "Drive carefully. I'll take a break first. Call me when we arrive."
Xiao Youran saw her tilting her head and closing her eyes. She resisted the desire to sigh. She had known her good friend for many years and knew her temper well. She really didn't have many thoughts about Wen Han-woo.
Just like what Xinwan had said earlier, the outstanding man who made all the women in B City head over heels for him was clearly her husband who had been married to her for six years. Yet, the two of them were even more distant than strangers.
*****
"President Wen, Old Madam called."
The assistant knocked on the door and came in. Facing the man who was buried in a pile of documents, he said respectfully, "She wants you to go back tonight."
The man didn't even raise his head. His slender and beautiful fingers had distinct joints. He held an expensive fountain pen and wrote on the documents with perfect precision. When he heard the assistant's words, he responded in a deep voice. The man's voice was deep and full of magnetism. "What day is it today?"
"Today is the 15th."
Wen Han-woo's pen paused and he finally raised his head.
The assistant standing in front of him was a woman. Although she was married with children and had been with Wen Han-woo for seven years, she couldn't help but admit that her boss had exquisite facial features. They were so perfect that all women would be intoxicated by them.
This man's looks were too outstanding, especially those sexy thin lips. When he smiled, it had a magic that could make people suffocate.
It seemed that in the first half of this year, there was a magazine that published a gossip report — a list of the men the women in B City wanted to kiss the most.
She remembered that Wen Han-woo was the number one at that time.
This man was better than all the celebrities. He was really a scourge to women. Outsiders almost forgot that he had been married for six years. However, there was nothing strange about it. Mr. Wen and his wife's marriage was transparent. As time passed, it was naturally easier for people to forget.
"I understand."
Wen Han-woo put down the fountain pen in his hand and reached out to pull at his collar casually. He picked up the coffee beside him and took a sip. Raising his eyebrows, he said, "You can get off work early tonight. I'll go back directly."
The assistant nodded and suddenly thought of something. She was about to leave when she stopped in her tracks. She hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Mr. Wen, there's something that I forgot to tell you."
"Hmm?"
"This afternoon, someone from the company went to the airport to pick up a client and happened to see someone there. It seemed to be your wife."
Wen Han-woo's action of putting down the coffee cup subconsciously paused. He looked up and licked his lips gently with the tip of his tongue. A trace of surprise flashed across his deep eyes. It was as if he hadn't realized who the "wife" that the assistant was talking about was —
"Who did you say?"
The assistant was stunned for a moment and felt a little awkward.
When her boss heard her mention his wife of six years, he actually had a blank look on his face. She suddenly didn't know how to continue this topic, or maybe she was talking too much.
The assistant coughed softly and finally said cautiously, "Mr. Wen, your wife, Tong Xinwan."
"Tong Xinwan."
Wen Han-woo's slender fingers slowly stroked the sides of the cup. His sexy thin lips opened and closed. Those three words escaped from between his lips like a murmur.
"She's back?"
The assistant secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She thought that Mr. Wen at least remembered that he had a first wife.
She hurriedly nodded. "I'm not very sure about the details, but someone from the company saw her, so I just mentioned it to you."
Wen Han-woo nodded emotionlessly. He didn't seem to want to continue the topic. It was as if the return of his "wife" didn't mean anything to him. He raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch and said calmly, "You can get off work first. I'll be heading back soon."
The assistant was very tactful. "Yes, Mr. Wen. I'll take my leave first."
After the assistant left, Wen Han-woo stood up from his seat. The man was tall and straight. He was wearing a simple white shirt and a pair of black trousers. The monotonous colors set off his aura, but it was very powerful.
He reached out and picked up his suit jacket from the hanger. He also picked up the car keys on the table, but the next second, he paused.
His deep eyes flickered slightly. He didn't know what to think, but he instinctively reached out and pulled open the drawer beside him. His long fingers casually flipped open a few documents on the top of the drawer. There was indeed a photo frame at the bottom of the drawer.
He took it out and raised it to his eyes.
It was a wedding photo. It had been six years, right?
If the assistant hadn't suddenly mentioned the name Tong Xinwan, he would have really forgotten about this woman's existence.
Wen Han-woo had married this woman for six years.
The man's cool long fingers pinched the corner of the photo frame. His deep eyes narrowed slightly. This photo was taken six years ago when they got married. It was reluctantly taken to coincide with the marriage between the Family Wen and the Tongs. But to be honest, he didn't feel anything at all.
Later on, because he had to do an interview, he reluctantly allowed his assistant to put this photo on his office desk. After that, it had been left in the drawer and never seen the light of day.
Wen Han-woo looked at the woman in the photo with a stiff smile. He raised his thick brows and suddenly felt that he really wanted to meet this wife of his whom he hadn't seen for six years.
Tong Xinwan. They hadn't seen each other for six years, right?
*****
Xinwan placed her luggage by her feet. The large iron gates of the Family Jiang were as grand as ever.
She didn't have the keys, so she reached out to press the doorbell. After a while, someone opened the door. It was a helper from the Family Jiang. Naturally, she recognized her, but when she saw her, she looked shocked. "Second-Second Miss?"
"Hello."
Xinwan flashed a natural and graceful smile at the helper. She picked up her luggage and walked in. By the time the helper reacted, she was already at the main entrance.
"Second Miss, why are you suddenly back? Master and Second Madam didn't mention anything. "
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