Wen Yuan was immediately laughed out of anger, and her words were sharp, "Then do you think the superiors will believe me if I try my best to distance myself from the relationship? You also said that I know Secretary Fu Shiyan. If he helps me exonerate him, he will be punished.
It will only be you."
She has always had a gentle personality and has never spoken so harshly. The other party was shocked by her and hit a sore point. She almost jumped in anger and said, "Wen Yuan!"
Wen Yuan didn't want to talk to them anymore, closed the computer, hugged her and left.
It's not that she doesn't want to help, but she really can't accept using this attitude to force her to help.
After returning to the room, she calmed down a little. She said so absolutely, but she didn't have any confidence in her heart. It was just to scare them.
Get the manuscript back. From the current point of view, she has to do this, and she has to do it if she doesn't.
But what to do?
Wen Yuan has always hoped that she could appear cleanly in front of Fu Shiyan and not be looked down upon by him. If she told her directly, Fu Shiyan would not ignore her and say otherwise. Even if he did, he would never have a good impression of her. He hated it.
People who make mistakes.
The more Wen Yuan thought about it, the more irritated she became, and she slammed her phone on the ground.
But in the end, he picked up his phone and walked out of the room.
She calculated and found that Fu Shiyan was dining at this time. She had heard about the room where he was staying before. She entered the elevator with ease, but before going there, she went to the hotel's logistics department.
She showed her ID to prove her identity, "Because I have mysophobia and want to clean the room myself, can I borrow a set of your clothes?"
They looked at the ID carefully and lent her a set of cleaning staff clothes without any suspicion.
Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and put it on for herself. She was a little desperate when she changed it. After all, she was the eldest lady of the Wen family. Why on earth had she fallen to this point?
Someone was guarding Fu Shiyan's room outside, and he was as meticulous and dignified as before. Wen Yuan was wearing a mask, but they didn't recognize her and let her in for "cleaning purposes."
The hotel's presidential suite has many things available, but the huge room is empty. He should not be here.
In order to show that she was really cleaning, Wen Yuan did a simple tidying up, and then moved to Fu Shiyan's bedroom. Under the light of the light, everything lay quietly, and Wen Yuan could smell the tobacco smell belonging to Fu Shiyan.
She suddenly felt a sore nose and knelt down to help him organize the things on the bedside table.
It's strange, Fu Shiyan has always been a tidy person, but his bedside table is a mess.
After sorting it out, I realized that it was piled with picture albums and notes, full of marks. On the blank ground, a pig was drawn, and three words were written very hard next to it: Fu Shiyan.
Wen Yuan opened the title page with almost trembling, and sure enough, the name above said Jiang Shu.
Her handwriting is very beautiful.
There are also several small rubber bands and hairpins placed next to the picture album, which look like they are used by women, and there are even prepared towels!
Wen Yuan was sure that Jiang Shu and Fu Shiyan lived here together and had a close glimpse of their relationship. It must be relaxed, otherwise Fu Shiyan would not let Jiang Shu be so casual in his place.
Letting her enter his world is a kind of trust and... love in itself.
This is something Wen Yuan has never been able to get in her entire life.
She pushed back the soreness in her eyes and entered the study next to the bedroom without permission.