Chapter 42 Do you still plan to continue working at Gu’s?
Su Qianqian carefully observed the expression on Wen Yan's face, but found that the smile on her face did not diminish, and she was neither angry nor annoyed. She couldn't help but feel a breath in her heart.
She thought she could use this to make her angry, but she didn't expect Wen Yan didn't buy it at all.
It's like a fist hitting cotton, and you can only swallow the grievance alone.
Thinking of Wen Yan's true identity, Su Qianqian's heart burned with jealousy.
"Where do you plan to go after Ms. Wen's divorce? Do you still plan to continue working at Gu's?"
Now she just wants to drive Wen Yan away, far away. It is best to leave this province and leave China.
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.
She is still working temporarily at Gu's. Since her grandma fell ill, in order to take care of her grandma, she applied to work from home. Because the jewelry she designed can be sold out quickly every time, she only needs to submit the design draft on time every week to complete the task.
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But what Su Qianqian said was an overt or covert temptation.
You're divorced, are you still embarrassed to stay at Gu's?
"It doesn't seem to matter where I work, right?"
"How can it be okay? When Brother Mo and I get married, I will be the boss's wife of Gu's. How can I let Brother Mo's ex-wife continue to work in the company?" Su Qianqian stared at her closely, "You are too embarrassed.
Just stay where you are."
"I'm very embarrassed." Wen Yan was unmoved, the corners of his lips raised, and he smiled brightly, "The salary given by Mrs. Gu is good. Where can I find such a good job? Even if you are the boss's wife, you don't have the right to fire me.
, why don’t you ask Gu Jinmo, as long as he fires me and pays enough compensation, I can leave immediately. As for you..."
She slowly approached Su Qianqian and sneered: "Who do you think is the Gu family?"
Su Qianqian's face turned pale.
"Even if you are Gu's boss lady, let's wait until you become the boss lady."
Wen Yan turned around leisurely.
Maybe Su Qianqian will go to jail before she gets married.
Before leaving, she glanced at her mother-in-law who was looking over in the ward with her neck stretched out, and lowered her eyes.
Although her mother-in-law no longer recognizes her, she is happy at least.
Thinking of the results given by the doctor, my heart is extremely heavy.
"Take good care of her." Wen Yan looked at Su Qianqian with a serious expression.
Su Qianqian sneered: "Of course, she is my mother-in-law, I will definitely take good care of her."
The corner of Wen Yan's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to speak, his phone vibrated several times.
She opened it and saw that it was a text message from Xiaoliu in the organization: I found out what you arranged, and unexpectedly discovered that it is also related to you. Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?
Wen Yan replied: Bad news.
Xiaoliu: The bad news is that this was indeed not an accident. The man wanted to kill Xie Yiye directly because he had important documents in his car.
Wen Yan:What file?
Just after sending the message, a voice rang in my ears.
"Miss Wen."
Wen Yan looked up and saw a smiling face wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
"Thank you, young master."
Xie Yizhe chuckled softly and said in a soft voice: "I want to talk to you about something. Are you free?"
Wen Yan looked at his phone again and saw that Xiaoliu hadn't responded to the message yet.
She reluctantly put her phone in her pocket, smiled at Xie Yizhe and said, "Okay."
Seeing Wen Yan and Xie Yizhe walking aside, Su Qianqian's heart pounded.
She followed him involuntarily.
Seeing her following, Xie Yizhe raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What's the matter with Miss Su?"
Su Qianqian stood still at a loss, pinching her nails with her hands, and licking her lips nervously: "I also have something I want to talk to you about."
"Oh?" The smile on Xie Yizhe's face remained unchanged, he gently pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were a little deeper, "Then Miss Su, wait aside, there are some things I want to talk to Miss Wen first." p>
Hearing that he wanted to chat with Wen Yan, Su Qianqian had a bad premonition in her heart.
She is now very afraid of Wen Yan coming into contact with the Xie family, especially Xie Yizhe. As the first heir of the Xie family, he is well-informed and has a close relationship with Xie Yiye. If Xie Yiye says something to Xie Yizhe in advance, what will she do?
Everything was in vain.
Seeing Xie Yizhe and Wen Yan deliberately avoiding her, Su Qianqian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
She took a few steps forward, hid by the wall, and listened with open ears.
Xie Yizhe's eyes were condensed, speechless and helpless.
Wen Yan glanced at Su Qianqian coldly. He thought she was scheming before, but now she is thick-skinned.
"Miss Wen, did you leave anything behind after you came to my house?" Xie Yizhe got straight to the point.
Wen Yan was stunned and thought about it for a moment.
After returning that day, she checked the contents and found that a small handkerchief had indeed fallen, but she didn't know whether it had fallen at the Su's villa or the Xie's.
When she hesitated, Xie Yizhe had already guessed.
The handkerchief is in his pocket, and you can see the difference just by taking it out.
But now there is one more person next to me.
He glanced at Su Qianqian coldly.
He knew that Su Qianqian and Wen Yan couldn't deal with each other. If Wen Yan was really his sister, he could only keep it a secret until Ono woke up.
If Wen Yan is really an immortal, then their investigations over the years have been misled.
There is a pair of masterminds behind the scenes who have been manipulating and misleading them.
Looking at his sister right in front of him, Xie Yizhe's eyes felt a little hot.
He walked up to Su Qianqian who was looking around and whispered: "Ms. Su is also a highly educated person. It's not appropriate to eavesdrop on her all the time."
Su Qianqian blinked and pouted innocently: "I'm just curious. After all, Wen Yan is also my friend..."
Friends...
Wen Yan almost laughed out loud.
Su Qianqian's eagerness to eavesdrop is too ugly.
"Miss Su, we have always been enemies. When did I become your friend?" She crossed her arms across her chest, smiled sarcastically, and looked her up and down with her beautiful eyes.
Being slapped in the face on the spot, Su Qianqian could no longer hold on and turned around to leave.
Wen Yan looked at Xie Yizhe and asked softly: "She's gone. There's no one else here. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Xie Yizhe's attitude today is a bit strange, especially his hands, which have been kept in his pockets, as if he has something to hide.
Seeing that Su Qianqian was gone, Xie Yizhe squeezed and opened his hands in his pockets, and took out the things under Wen Yan's confused eyes.
A piece of white and yellowish cloth lay flat on his hand.
Xie Yizhe's hands were trembling a little, the corners of his naturally smiling lips were tightened, and there was suppressed excitement in his eyes.
"Is this yours?"
There was a vibrato in his voice, expressing both hope and fear.
He held up the piece of cloth, his mind went blank, and his hands kept shaking.
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows.
She never thought that the dignified young master of the Xie family would be so nervous sometimes.
She glanced at the cloth in his hand and raised the corners of her lips.
She picked up the piece of cloth and said with a smile: "I thought this thing would be thrown away as garbage."