When we got downstairs of the company, we parked the car and went to the CEO elevator.

When the elevator door opened, Jun Mohan was still dealing with work matters in front of the computer without even raising his eyelids.

In his world, apart from work and fitness, he has never had any other hobbies. Assistant Xu is used to living this monotonous and boring life with him.

He strode over and placed one of the noodles in front of him, "President, the noodles are here."

"Yes!" He responded lightly. He put down the pen in his hand and moved his face in front of him. Seeing Special Assistant Xu standing there hesitating to speak, he raised his eyelids and said: "Put on your sunglasses and talk to me. Here you go.

One minute."

Xu Teshu pursed his lips, then took out his glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on. He also brought a chair for himself to sit on, "Guess who I saw when I was buying noodles?"

Jun Mohan opened the lid, and a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils, and he said casually: "Who?"

"Sister-in-law! Your wife."

Jun Mohan lowered his head, "Her affairs have nothing to do with me."

"Madam is also eating noodles with friends outside."

He asked casually: "Male or female?"

Special Assistant Xu smiled, with an ambiguous smile, "Mr. Jun, are you jealous?"

"You bastard, I'm just afraid that this woman will mess around behind my back, ruin my reputation, and affect the reputation of the group."

Special Assistant Xu did not dare to refute. He felt that the CEO was unkind, and he couldn't help but feel aggrieved for Wen Xin. He was also secretly glad that he was a man, otherwise he would have died young if he had fallen in love with this evil boss.

He whispered in a low voice: "Aren't you in a secret marriage? The reputation of the group will not be affected."

As soon as he said this, Jun Mohan's eyes shot over, as sharp as popsicles in the snow in the Northeast.

Special Assistant Xu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and could only smile, "That's wrong, I'll shut up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his face and hid.

...

After eating noodles, Wenxin and Xiao Han bought mineral water and walked towards the ktv.

Wen Xin didn't get off work until twelve o'clock in the evening. She originally wanted to sleep in the dormitory, but remembering her married status, she walked out anyway. There were small yellow cars outside the store, so she scanned one and rode on it.

Although it was very late, their store was in a busy city. There were people at the barbecue stalls on the roadside, and the lights were bright, so there was no feeling of fear.

The car walked steadily towards home, and a sense of belonging made her feel unreal.

More than ten minutes later, she parked her car outside the community and walked into Jingdu Community.

Pushing the door open, the living room was brightly lit, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Wen Wen changed into slippers, put down her bag, and walked in.

At this moment, Jun Mohan opened the bathroom door and came out.

Wen Wen subconsciously looked up and saw that he was wearing shorts, a short-sleeved shirt, and his hair was still dripping with water. He was about to wipe his hair, and the towel covered the lower half of his face.

Before Wen Xin could say anything, Jun Mohan had already ran into the bathroom with his butt stuck out. He was already tall, but he accidentally hit his forehead on the door and almost fell down.

Wen Xin couldn't help but be amused by his funny appearance, and she covered her mouth in fear that he might hear it.

Jun Mohan was still in shock. He looked at his smooth face in the mirror and felt uneasy. He tried hard to remember whether she had seen his true appearance just now.

After thinking for a long time, he was sure that she didn't see it.

Then he glued the beard scar on and walked out calmly.

The woman in the living room was still standing in the same place, looking down at her old mobile phone. Her face looked haggard under the crystal lamp, and she had taken off her coat, revealing her smooth and white arms.

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he met her big eyes, looking at him roundly, with a smile on her lips, as if she was laughing at what he had just done.

Jun Mohan scratched his wet hair uncomfortably, and then said in a deep voice: "There was no sound when I came back. Those who didn't know it thought there was a thief in the house."

Wen Xin glanced at the room and echoed, "Don't worry, there is nothing in the house, and even thieves won't like it. What's more, no one dares to get close to you with your appearance."

Jun Mohan: "..."

He was speechless and cursed in his heart. This woman despised him for being poor and also despised him for being ugly.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wenxin hurriedly called to him, "Uncle, wait a minute."

She turned around and came to the shoe cabinet, took off her canvas bag, and rummaged through it. Her face was a little anxious at first, but she started to relax until she took out a piece of paper, and walked over with a smile.

The paper in his hand wavered in front of his eyes.

"This is?"

"I have a day off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I have made a list to buy furniture. Do you have time?"

Jun Mohan was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

His voice was still cold, as if there was no extra expression on his face, and he looked like a leader, which made Wen Wen very uncomfortable.

"Okay! I'll call you tomorrow morning," Wenxin responded casually.

Jun Mohan passed her and took the bath towel to the balcony. He hung the bath towel on the clothes rack to dry it, then smoothed his hair, then walked in and said lightly.

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

After finishing his words, before Wen Wen could respond, he had already entered the room and locked the door, blocking out the outside view.

"He's so cold and cold. No wonder grandma said he has a withdrawn personality."

Wen Xin rubbed her sore neck and prepared to go into the bathroom to wash her face and feet before going to bed. She had just taken two steps when she heard the door open.

"By the way, remember to disinfect the toilet with alcohol after you use it, wipe the sink clean, and try not to splash water into my cup. By the way, don't take the wrong toothbrush."

The corners of Wen Xin's mouth twitched, there were too many things to do.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door was closed forcefully by him again.

Wen Xin was given a headache by his mysophobia, but she had to bear it because the house she was allowed to live in belonged to him.

It was good enough that they helped her mother treat her illness, provided her with food and shelter, and they didn't ask her to do anything between husband and wife. She was already grateful, so naturally she didn't think much about it.

After washing up, she disinfected the toilet with disinfectant and wiped the sink again before going to bed.

As soon as she closed the door, she heard the door opening next door, then entered the bathroom, and then came out again.

Wen Xin knew that this guy must have checked whether the toilet was disinfected.

Lying on the bed tiredly, he fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, the two of them went downstairs without breakfast to prepare for shopping. They were the only two people in the small space of the elevator. They didn't say a word the whole time, making Wenxin lower his head and bite his lip in embarrassment.

I wanted to speak, but finally swallowed.

Jun Mohan's eyes fell on himself in the elevator mirror.

That beard and scar are indeed a bit scary. If I had known better, I wouldn't have been unable to bring the props with me.


Chapter completed!