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Chapter 160 Yang Yang, Sheng Wantang is my wife

Sheng Wantang was the only person in the audience not wearing a formal dress.

She wore a cashmere coat, jeans, and a pair of black short boots and high heels. In order to facilitate her work, her hair was tied loosely at the back of her head. She looked casual and decent, like a wealthy woman who was about to go out for a walk.

But such a low-key dress can attract everyone's attention at a glance.

Sheng Wantang has had this ability since she was a child.

However, no matter what the reason was, not changing into clothes was enough to prove Sheng Wantang's lack of interest in Wen Ren Yangyang and Jie Feng Yan.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Sheng, that's fine." Wenren Yangyang didn't seem to understand what Sheng Wantang meant and looked at Lu Jiyuan, "Fourth brother, I have something to tell you."

After Wenren Yangyang said this, he took a special look at Sheng Wantang.

Obviously he wanted to talk to Lu Jiyuan alone.

Lu Jiyuan didn't think much and let Sheng Wantang play first, then followed Wenren Yangyang over.

The others didn't come back to their senses. They didn't quite understand what was going on, so they whispered:

"Wenren Yangyang's reception banquet, why is Sheng Wantang here? Damn it, this atmosphere is so weird!"

"I don't know what Lu Si was thinking, but he actually brought Sheng Wantang here."

"Oh, new love and old love didn't come to blows. These two are keeping calm."

"Sheng Wantang and Lu Sichuan have been rumored about their affair for so long, but they haven't broken up yet?"

"Sheng Wantang and Yangyang are definitely incomparable. I heard that today's venue was decorated by Lu Si according to Yangyang's preferences."

"What is this? Yangyang studies jewelry design. I heard that Lu Si gives her various gemstone raw materials every year so she can practice as she pleases."

"It's normal. Lu Jiyuan has been in love with Yangyang since he was a child. Over the years, apart from Sheng Wantang, only Yangyang is the only woman who can get close to him."

"The two of them are whispering over there! It's quite a match!"

"Suddenly I feel that Sheng Wantang is a bit miserable!"



Those present today are all friends of Wen Ren Yangyang, so naturally they help Wen Ren Yangyang speak.

Sheng Wantang was sitting on the single sofa, holding her cheek with one hand, listening quietly to the whispers of these people, with an expression as cold as if she was listening to a topic that had nothing to do with her.

"Ms. Sheng, how do you feel when you see your husband with another woman?" Ruan Jishi came over with a glass of champagne.

Sheng Wantang looked away from Lu Jiyuan and Wenren Yangyang, who were talking alone not far away.

"It doesn't make sense, Miss Ruan, to ask this."

"What do you mean?"

"Miss Ruan doesn't have a husband. I told you that you can't understand it." Sheng Wantang smiled evilly, "Or, Miss Ruan would like to consult in advance about how your husband will feel when he is with other women in the future?"

"Sheng Wan Tang, please stop cursing me! My husband will definitely give me his whole heart!" Ruan Jishi glared at Sheng Wan Tang.

Her angry voice was not quiet. Others heard it, but they didn't notice anything special.

Lu Jiyuan subconsciously turned his head and faced Sheng Wantang's half-smiling face, with provocation in his apricot eyes.

That expression seems to be saying: Look, others are dissatisfied with you on my behalf!

Lu Jiyuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and his eyes fell on the woman who was sowing discord.

Ruan Jishi felt Lu Jiyuan's cold eyes like sharp daggers, and her eyelashes trembled in fear. She lowered her head and pretended that the words she just said were not her own.

"Miss Ruan, I don't understand something." Sheng Wantang stopped looking at Lu Jiyuan, "Since you like Lu Jiyuan, why don't you focus on Lu Jiyuan instead of disgusting me?"

"It's better for Wenren Yangyang to get Mr. Lu than for someone like you to get him!"

Ruan Jishi was just not convinced.

She knew she couldn't compare to Wenren Yangyang. Wenren Yangyang was not in the country in the past. She thought she had a chance, but Cheng Yaojin like Sheng Wantang appeared!

Sheng Wantang met Lu Jiyuan later than she did, and she did not have the close relationship between their Ruan family and Lu Jiyuan, and she did not even have a decent background.

Ruan Jishi couldn't accept being compared to such a woman!



"Fourth brother, there is something I have always wanted to ask you. You and Miss Sheng..."

Wenren Yangyang wanted to pretend not to know about this, but Lu Jiyuan brought Sheng Wantang to attend today, so it would be even weirder if she didn't ask anything.

Lu Jiyuan said nothing.

He doesn't like others to hesitate in speaking, waiting for him to speak first.

Wenren Yangyang couldn't resist the pressure and had to say: "I have heard a lot of scandals between you and Miss Sheng. Is it true that you and her...are they true?"

I don’t know if she is asking if the scandal is true or if the relationship is real.

Lu Jiyuan said calmly: "The scandal is false."

Wenren Yangyang was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lu Jiyuan added: "But she and I are real."

"……What?"

Wenren Yangyang could understand each of these words, but when they were put together, she couldn't understand them.

Lu Jiyuan glanced at the woman wearing a cashmere coat not far away. She was sitting on the sofa, holding her chin in a daze. She was sitting there quietly, as beautiful as a painting, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her head.

Lu Jiyuan withdrew his gaze and fell on Wenren Yangyang: "Yangyang, Sheng Wantang is my wife now."

Wenren staggered two steps, as if he had heard some shocking news.

"me……"

After a long while, she finally forced out an ugly smile, "I know...I heard Yi Jiu call Miss Sheng...'Mrs.' in the office that day."

The last two words are particularly difficult to say.

Wenren Yangyang still doesn't want to believe that the position she has dreamed of for many years as Lu Jiyuan's wife has already been taken by another woman!

She clasped her hands in front of her, her expression regained her composure, but her fingers were tangled together vigorously.

"Fourth brother, you... when did you and Miss Sheng get together? Why didn't I hear any information? Miss Sheng has been famous since she was a child, why didn't you treat her before..."

"We are secretly married."

Lu Jiyuan was a little more patient with Wenren Yangyang, but he could only answer one question patiently.

"Fourth brother, you suddenly said this to me, is it because Miss Sheng...she is not happy that you play with me?" Wenren Yangyang chose his words carefully.

"No." Lu Jiyuan recalled Sheng Wantang's attitude, "Remember to bring a coat next time you go out."

Words, click till then.

Smart people understand what this means.

Wenren Yangyang's face turned pale, and he lowered his head guiltily: "I, I know... we grew up together, and you have always taken good care of me. It's my fault. I didn't expect Miss Sheng to be so... so...

mind."

Sheng Wantang is almost stingy.

Lu Jiyuan saw that Yangyang had nothing else to say, so he nodded to her and walked towards Sheng Wantang.

Sheng Wantang felt sleepy while sitting on the sofa, squinting her eyes and yawning, like a lazy and delicate cat.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a wheelchair in front of her.

"Sleepy? It's only seven o'clock."

Lu Jiyuan frowned slightly, thinking that she was feeling unwell.

"Why am I sleepy? You have no idea?"

Because in public, Sheng Wantang restrained his unhappiness.

Lu Jiyuan lowered his eyes and chuckled.

Wenren Yangyang, who was rushing over a few steps behind, happened to hear these words. From her angle, she happened to see an ambiguous red mark that was not blocked by the collar of her black turtleneck sweater.

Adults know how that works.

In the middle of winter, you can't be bitten by mosquitoes.

[The author has something to say]

I know that today will be another day to collectively inquire about the progress of Wenren Yangyang’s lunch boxes


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