As soon as Wen Hanyu's car entered the Wen Corporation's underground parking lot, the man's cell phone rang. He took it out and glanced at the caller ID. He frowned slightly and was about to answer the call when the driver in front stepped on the brakes. No matter how good the car's performance was, Wen Hanyu's body still swayed under the sudden braking. Due to inertia, he fell forward and his cell phone fell onto the seat with a thud.
"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry. Someone suddenly appeared in front of us."
The driver was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe and hurriedly explained in a trembling voice.
Wen Han-woo's handsome face was a little gloomy. He slowly reached out and picked up his cell phone from the parking lot. The ringtone continued, but he directly pressed the reject button. His deep eyes had seen the woman standing outside through the windshield.
The man raised his handsome eyebrows. She was not afraid of death and dared to meet him in such a way.
"Go and park the car. Send these documents to Secretary Gao and tell her that the meeting will be postponed for a few minutes. I'll go up right away."
Wen Han-woo said as he straightened his collar, pushed the door open and got out of the car.
The driver didn't recognize the person who had suddenly barged in, but now that he took a closer look, he naturally knew — this person was CEO Wen's wife. He hurriedly turned the car around and quickly drove far away.
Xinwan grabbed the handbag beside her and looked at the well-dressed and tall man walking towards her. She took a deep breath and raised her leg to greet him.
"Mr. Wen —"
"Miss Tong, do you like to use alternative methods? Or do you think that's the only way to make people remember you? "
Xin Wan was stunned. Wen Hanyu's sarcastic words stunned her for a few seconds, but she quickly reacted. He was talking about how she had stopped his car. She didn't have much to explain, so she went along with his words. "I didn't want to see you like this, but because you haven't contacted me for the past two days, I had no choice."
"No news at all?"
Wen Han-woo sneered, "Miss Tong, you don't think that I have to report my whereabouts to you every day while you're back in B City, do you?"
"That's not what I meant."
Xinwan couldn't be bothered to argue with Wen Han-woo, especially over such a pointless topic. She didn't want to waste time, so she went straight to the point. "Young Master Wen, what you do has nothing to do with me. But I'm sure you know why I'm looking for you."
She looked at Wen Han-woo and said, "Young Master Wen, are you not willing to sign the divorce agreement?"
Wen Han-woo furrowed his brows. His hands in his pockets tightened subconsciously. His thin lips pursed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Xinwan's phone in her pocket rang, breaking the awkward atmosphere between the two of them.
Xinwan frowned as she took out her phone. Wen Han-woo clearly saw that when she looked at the phone screen, her expression was tense for a moment. No, it should be said that she was flustered.
He narrowed his eyes. Before he could react, he suddenly raised his long legs and took two steps towards Xinwan. At the same time, he reached out his long arm and snatched the phone from Xinwan's hand.
Xinwan was caught off guard. By the time she reacted, the phone in her hand had already changed hands. Wen Han-woo stared coldly at her phone screen. His sexy thin lips slowly curved into a smile that was sharper than an unsheathed sword.
"Wen Han-woo, are you crazy? That's my phone. Give it back to me! "
Actually, it was Qin Fangang who had called. She didn't feel guilty or anything. She had always been innocent towards Qin Fangang, so there was nothing to feel guilty about. It was just that because of this "Qin Fangang", it seemed like it would be more difficult for her to get a divorce. Just now, she hesitated for a moment and didn't intend to pick up the call in front of Wen Han-woo.
However, not picking up the call and letting Wen Han-woo snatch the phone away were two completely different things. Moreover, what right did he have to take her phone?
Xinwan lunged forward to snatch the phone back, but Wen Han-woo reacted quickly. He reached out to grab her shoulders and pushed her back forcefully. Xinwan was forced to take two steps back and her back happened to hit the wall behind her. The man's tall body instantly leaned against her. His mature and sexy male scent was especially strong and domineering as it hit her in the face.
Xinwan's breathing quickened. Wen Han-woo pressed one hand on her shoulders and held the phone in front of her face. His deep voice was full of oppression. "Now, I want to hear the real reason why you suddenly came back this time and rashly asked for a divorce."
Xinwan took a deep breath. "Give me back my phone."
"Answer me!"
Xinwan pursed her lips. Of course, she wasn't going to explain anything to him. Why should she? He wasn't anyone to her. He was just her husband in name. It was a little sudden that she wanted a divorce. But no matter what, under such circumstances, what was the meaning of him snatching her phone away?
Didn't he know how to respect others? Didn't he know that this was someone else's private matter?
"Wen Han-woo, what do you mean by this? Don't tell me that you refused to sign the divorce papers all this time because of Qin Fangang. Don't laugh at me. The way you're acting is telling me that you're jealous! "
She hated people who only allowed the state officials to do whatever they wanted but not the common people. Not to mention that she hadn't done anything to let anyone down in the past six years, even if she was really "in love" with another man, she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong to Wen Han-woo. It was a marriage without love to begin with. When he was often involved in scandals with famous celebrities or socialites, she had never asked about it.
"Jealous?"
Wen Han-woo frowned as though he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He raised his hand and threw Xinwan's phone behind him. The phone hit the ground and broke into pieces. Xinwan was so angry that her face turned green. She instinctively reached out and wanted to slap the man who was holding her down.
However, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him. Wen Han-woo narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Didn't Qin Fangang teach you? What did a man do to a woman for her to say that he was jealous? Look at your ignorant face. You're really embarrassing me, Wen Han-woo. No matter what, you're still my wife. Let me teach you now what a man should do to a woman for her to be jealous of another man — "
He reached out and grabbed Xinwan's fair chin. His handsome and exquisite features suddenly came closer. While Xinwan's breath was still stuck in her throat, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips.
Xinwan was stunned. She had never thought that Wen Han-woo would actually kiss her!
The domineering masculine scent was at the tip of her nose. Countless gossip reports had written about how sexy this man's thin lips were. It was the most enchanting part of his facial features, and at this moment, it was pressed against her lips, sucking and twisting.
She didn't even dare to breathe. When she reacted, she started to resist, struggle, and push him away. Fortunately, Wen Han-woo didn't go too deep into the kiss. It was as though he had only tasted her briefly and left her lips very quickly.
However, he still didn't loosen his grip on her.
Xinwan was so angry that her eyes turned red. It wasn't that she was so conservative that she felt wronged after being touched by him. It was because she knew very well where she stood. She knew that Wen Han-woo's gaze didn't have any feelings for her at all. For him to suddenly kiss her was the most despicable act of "revenge".
"Wen Han-woo, don't go overboard!" Xinwan was really angry. There was a fire burning in her heart. At this moment, she couldn't wait to jump up and scream.
Wen Han-woo merely raised his brows. "Overboard?"
He realized that the more agitated she was, the more relaxed and happy he felt. So this woman also had such moments. Wasn't she very calm? Wasn't she very stubborn? After all, she was just a woman.
"It's just a touch. Is that overboard? You are still Wen Han-woo's wife. It's legal for me to have sex with you. Why are you so agitated? "Wen Han-woo's nonchalant words revealed a hint of frivolity.
Xinwan gritted her teeth. "Young Master Wen, don't you know that there is such a thing as rape in marriage? I really didn't expect that the head of the Wen Corporation would be so shameless! "
"What did you say?"
"I said you —"
"Hey, who is that person? Why are you grabbing my baby? Let go of me! "
The two of them were in a deadlock when a male voice, which didn't suit the situation, interrupted them in stiff Chinese.
Xin Wan was still in a state of high tension. Now that she heard the male voice, she felt a buzzing sound at the back of her head. Her originally pale face was now completely drained of blood.
— Qin Fangang.
Did she hear wrongly just now? It was Qin Fangang?
God, why did Qin Fangang come back to B City?! And why did he appear here so coincidentally?
Wen Han-woo was also a little surprised. This was the Wen Corporation's parking lot. At this time, most of the company's employees had already gone to work. There was very little traffic in the parking lot. And even if someone came in, who in the Wen Corporation wouldn't recognize him, Wen Han-woo?
He frowned. Seeing Xinwan's change in expression, his heart sank. He had already guessed something. The man pursed his lips and slowly turned around. When he saw the tall male figure not far away, his gaze became even colder.
In fact, Wen Han-woo didn't know what Qin Fangang looked like. He had heard of his name because Qin Fangang had an older brother named Qin Fangang. The two of them had worked together before.
But at this moment, he looked at the man walking towards them from a distance.
He was wearing a light blue shirt paired with a pair of loose black casual pants. His facial features were defined, and there was a hint of arrogance and evil between his eyebrows.
He had a big khaki backpack slung over his shoulder. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding the backpack. He obviously had an Asian face, but his Chinese wasn't very standard.
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