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Before Wen Yiran could figure out how to knit it, Fu Linyuan had already lifted the quilt and got out of bed, picked up the shirt on the floor and put it on slowly.

"Be downstairs at nine o'clock on time." He walked to the door and looked back at her, "Don't be late."

Wen Yiran propped himself up: "Don't leave yet."

Fu Linyuan stopped, his face profile cold and hard.

"Mr. Fu, please settle the bill." Wen Yiran stretched out two fingers as if counting money, "Don't forget the overtime pay."

Fu Linyuan sneered, took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and tapped it twice with his fingertips.

Wen Yiran's phone vibrated, and it showed a message saying: 600,000.

She smiled contentedly: "Thank you, boss. Take your time, boss."

Fu Linyuan slammed the door and left.

Wen Yiran got up and washed up.

Japanese style club.

Shen Jinghong sat on the leather sofa, holding the wine glass and asked worriedly: "Brother, are you sure this method will work?"

Shen Zhihao smiled and gave her more wine, and said in a firm tone: "Don't worry, Fu Linyuan is just trying to make something new. He will forget about a woman like Wen Yiran after a few days."

He put down the bottle and said in a proud tone: "You asked me to find a way last time, so I specially arranged for her to go to Jiangcheng just to make her disappear for a while."

"Who is Fu Linyuan? This kind of woman forgets everything after not seeing her for a few days. What will happen to her when she comes back?"

Shen Jinghong bit his lip, still unwilling to give in: "But I still feel uneasy..."

"What's wrong with you? You're asking for trouble."

Shen Zhihao sneered: "Who does Wen Yiran deserve to be compared with you? She is just a toy of Makino, not even a serious girlfriend.

Even if Fu Linyuan is interested, just for fun, do you really think he is interested?"

Shen Jinghong thought of Wen Yiran's face, and hatred came to him: "What if Linyuan can't forget it?"

"Can't you forget?" Shen Zhihao seemed to have heard a big joke, "With Fu Linyuan's status, if you touch her, you will be devalued."

"Do you think the Fu family will allow it? When the old man finds out, Fu Linyuan will have to throw her away without you taking action."

Shen Jinghong finally smiled and raised his glass: "Brother, you are still thoughtful."

Wen Yiran finished breakfast at the hotel buffet, put on makeup, and arrived downstairs at nine o'clock on time.

Meng Qun replaced Wen Yiran

After getting in the car, Wen Yiran asked Fu Linyuan: "Mr. Fu, what is my work content these days?"

Fu Linyuan's eyes moved from the tablet to her face, "In addition to serving men, what else can Miss Wen do?"

"Squeak——"

A sudden brake and the car suddenly stopped.

The two people in the back row swayed.

Yue Qun breathed a sigh of relief. It was so dangerous that he almost ran a red light.

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