Sit at the wrong table on a blind date, get married to the heir of a billionaire family

Zheng Hongjie: "The company is having some troubles, maybe she can help."

After all, they had been married for several years, and Wen Wen knew as soon as she heard it that Zheng Hongjie was asking for trouble.

"Just tell me, what's the matter?"

Zheng Hongjie gritted his teeth and said, "Our company is a branch of the Meng Group...Someone from the headquarters has been causing me trouble recently. Isn't your sister's husband from the headquarters? I would like to ask them for help."

Wen Wen snorted coldly and asked, "You wrote such a crazy report letter, and now you know how to beg others?"

Zheng Hongjie was surprised: "How did you know?"

Wen Wen: "My sister sent me a message! Zheng Hongjie, you are so shameless to use such a despicable trick!"

"I was confused for a moment, Wenwen, please help me this time because we are husband and wife."

Wen Wen: "Why should I help you? You embezzled the company's money for financial management, and gave all the money you earned to women outside, and didn't spend it on me."

"Wenwen, in my heart you have always been a considerate and kind woman..."

Wen Wen: "The old me is dead. It's because I'm too cowardly that I live the way I am now. I won't do anything for you anymore."

"Wenwen, no matter how much you hate me, you have to consider the relationship between husband and wife. If I have nothing, what good will it do you?"

"If you have nothing else to say, leave. I don't want to see your miserable face."

"Wenwen."

Zheng Hongjie didn't expect Wen Wen to be so difficult to talk to now. "Do you want me to kneel down for you? I have already agreed to divorce you according to your request, and you are still not satisfied?"

Wen Wen: "That's what you should give! But you're right, we are husband and wife after all... How about this, you spend all the money you gave to Zhao Qingqing on me again, and give me all the brand-name jewelry, shoes, and bags you gave her, then I will help you to plead for her."

Zheng Hongjie was so smart that he knew she was trying to make him angry as soon as he heard her words.

"It's already this late. Aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? The company has already suspended me! I don't even have this month's salary, how can I buy it?"

Wen Wen: "Then there is nothing we can do."

Wenwen got up and went to the kitchen to cook, ignoring him.

Zheng Hongjie followed and said, "Wenwen, you are my good wife, please help me, just this once."

"roll!"

Wenwen picked up the spatula, turned around and wanted to hit him.

"Zheng Hongjie, I'm not that cheap! When you were making money, you spent it all on wine and women with your mistress, and only when you got into trouble did you remember that I was your wife. Am I just a decoration? After the divorce, I'll go my way, and you'll go your way! We don't even know each other."

She felt sick when she saw his face now.

Zheng Hongjie's teeth were almost broken and he almost fell to his knees. He had never lost his self-esteem so much in his life.

"Wenwen...I'm kneeling down for you, okay? I don't care how much you hate me, but I'm Lele's father. What good will it do to Lele if I get into trouble? Why don't you think about your daughter?"

When talking about her daughter, Wen Wen felt like she was electrocuted and she froze in mid-air.

Zheng Hongjie knew that this method was most effective for her, as his daughter was always Wenwen's weak spot.

"Le Le is only three years old this year, Wen Wen, do you want her to have a failed father?"

Wen Wen didn't want to listen to his unreasonable arguments, so she kicked Zheng Hongjie out.

"Le Le is so unlucky to have a father like you."

She put the shovel down angrily, her emotions becoming somewhat complicated.

Yes, no matter how much she hated him, he was still the father of her daughter.

Wen Wen's voice softened involuntarily:

"Zheng Hongjie..."

Zheng Hongjie's eyes lit up, knowing that she was about to change her mind, "Do you agree to help me?"

Wen Wen: "No, I won't call to intercede for you... But for Lele's sake, I'll give you Gan Qi's phone number, and you can go and talk to her yourself."

Zheng Hongjie was stunned. "Me?"

Wen Wen: "I have done my best! Sister Gan Qi has a bad temper. It is up to her to help you or not. It has nothing to do with me."

Zheng Hongjie: "Wenwen..."

Wen Wen took out her cell phone and sent Gan Qi's phone number to Zheng Hongjie, "Go and plead for mercy yourself! Whether it succeeds or not is all your own fault."

"Wenwen..."

"roll!!!!"

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There was a "bang" sound.

Zheng Hongjie was locked out.

He looked at the phone number on his cell phone and walked up and down the corridor anxiously.

After all this time, all I got was a phone number? What's the point?

With Gan Qi's temper, she would definitely scold him, so he really didn't dare to make the call.

But, when I think of my precarious future.

Zheng Hongjie simply mustered up the courage to go all out and dialed the number.

In fact, when Gan Qi lived here before, Zheng Hongjie often made trouble for her behind her back. At that time, Gan Qi took the overall situation into consideration and was afraid of affecting Wen Wen's marriage, so she endured it secretly.

She had applied for several phone numbers before, and blocked Zheng Hongjie on all of them.

At this moment, Gan Qi was concentrating on painting. Because her mouth was injured while eating lunch, she couldn't help pressing her chin from time to time.

"hiss……"

It hurts so much.

Her cell phone rang and she looked down. It was an unfamiliar number.

who can that be?

She put the brush down and wiped her hands with the cloth.

A voice that she hated so much came from the phone: "Gan Qi, haha, are you busy? I'm Hongjie."