My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Wen Lan didn't ask this question for no reason.

She has not had any contact with the workplace or this industry for six or seven years.

Shen Susu, the young and beautiful public relations director whom I have never met before.

Why are they so hostile to her?

Shen Susu just blurted out, "This world is too small."

What does it mean?

Wen Lan's intuition:

Shen Susu and her husband Song Yinong must have some intricate connection.

Intuition is not metaphysics; her intuition is largely the truth.

As for Shen Susu, she was surrounded by the onlookers and whispers of her colleagues.

He returned to his office angrily.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

The process by which she became the public relations director was indeed not very dignified.

The rumors about me have never stopped.

They always talked about who Shen Susu slept with the day before yesterday.

Whose bed did you sleep in yesterday?

Shen Susu regards beauty and youth as a resource.

It would be a pity to leave it unused.

Those men who had had one-night stands with her.

It can make her happy sometimes, but she never takes it seriously.

The man Shen Susu really cares about is her boss Bu Yufan.

So, she couldn't fall out with her colleagues.

Falling out with someone is equivalent to making a big fuss.

Making a big fuss is equivalent to confirming the rumors.

Sooner or later it will reach Bu Yufan's ears.

But why did Wen Lan embarrass her in public?

Wen Lan's question was very tricky.

Although he didn't mention anyone by name, he used the topic to hit the nail on the head for Shen Susu.

This is exactly what made her angry.

Shen Susu was extremely angry.

He flipped through his phone in frustration and made a call.

A lazy voice answered, breathing unevenly.

"Sister, it's only nine o'clock now. I haven't gotten up yet."

"Shen Ruanruan, what are you and that married man Song Yinong doing?"

"His wife knows about you?"

Shen Susu asked anxiously, not even noticing the noise on the phone.

Shen Ruanruan, her biological sister, is Song Yinong's mistress.

"Sister, I'm not convenient right now. I'll call you later!"

Shen Ruanruan's voice trembled and was quite rhythmic.

Only then did Shen Susu realize that something was wrong.

"Are you with Song Yinong?"

This time Shen Ruanruan did not answer.

She couldn't help herself and began to hum.

Instead, what came was a man's vulgar words on the bed.

"Ruanruan, speak louder when I answer the phone!"

"Oh! That's fucking exciting!"

Shen Susu could tell that this man was not Song Yinong, so she hung up the phone.

Wen Lan calmly took the elevator down to the first floor, intending to go home.

She had just walked into the hall.

I saw an auntie carrying a lot of bags in her hands and about to come in from outside the door.

Wen Lan hurried over.

I wanted to open the heavy glass door for my aunt.

However, a man passed her even faster.

His followers followed closely behind and pushed open the door first.

Maybe it was because I was in a hurry.

They didn't notice anyone at the door.

So the aunt outside the door.

The glass door that was pushed open hit him hard and he fell to the ground.

The vegetables she was holding were scattered everywhere.

Seeing this, Wen Lan rushed forward hurriedly.

Without saying a word, he half-knelt down.

"Auntie, are you okay? Can you move around slowly?"

She cared for the elder in front of her gently and attentively.

One of the people who accidentally hit someone.

He is a slightly older man, looking quite mature.

He also bent down and tried to help the person.

He spoke awkwardly.

"Oh, it's you, Auntie! I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Secretary Nan, just go and get busy."

The aunt who fell to the ground lowered her head in panic.

He pulled on the mask, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

Another tall and handsome young man with an extraordinary demeanor.

He kept walking and talking on the phone.

Although he was dressed casually, his every move and gesture showed the demeanor of a boss.

On his already stern face, he wore a pair of GUCCI aviator sunglasses.

It is even harder to see his expression.

Wen Lan couldn't bear to see this. He knocked someone down but didn't even offer to help.

Why are you still chatting on the phone without any reaction?

"Secretary Nan!" the man urged impatiently.

He sat in the driver's seat and motioned Secretary Nan to get in the car quickly.

Wen Lan rushed over and stopped his car without thinking.

This is the latest model of Aston Martin DBX.

The door handles are hidden and not easy to open.

"Ah!" Wen Lan screamed when she tried to open the door.

Her fingernail was accidentally broken.

Blood was oozing out and it was excruciatingly painful.

The man opened the car window.

A very manly face, incredibly handsome.

As the car window slid down, it slowly appeared in front of Wen Lan.

"What do you want to do?"

The man's voice was icy cold, chilling to the bone.

"What do I want to do?"

Wen Lan held her injured finger and asked angrily.

"You guys knocked someone down, and you just walked away like that?"

The man took off his sunglasses.

A pair of beautiful and deep eyes glanced at Wen Lan arrogantly.

Wen Lan felt that the look on his face was like looking at a fool.

"Morally, you should at least stay with that aunt."

The man started the car and sneered.

"Morality? I, Bu Yufan, don't need you to dictate what morality is."

Bu Yufan? He is the president of IELTS Group!

Wen Lan was shocked.

She didn't expect that the famous hotel industry tycoon would be so young and handsome.

"I'm not pointing fingers, I just can't stand it."

Wen Lan retorted.

"Excuse me, young lady."

Secretary Nan interrupted.

"Mr. Bu has already called an ambulance and asked his colleagues at the company to come and take care of him."

Wen Lan suddenly realized.

It turns out that when he called just now, he was actually...

She nodded sheepishly and let go of the car door.

But he also added a sentence.

"Wouldn't it be better to have a little more humanity?"

"Human touch?"

"That's just the empty self-admiration of people like you."

Bu Yufan closed the car window impatiently.

Throw out this sentence.

Our kind?

What kind of people are we?

Wen Lan muttered and frowned.

This Bu Yufan is truly arrogant and conceited, which is really irritating.

The ambulance was approaching with its sirens blaring.

Bu Yufan's luxury car drove away quickly.

Wen Lan walked back to her aunt.

Helping to clean up the vegetables on the ground, she gently comforted the old man.

The aunt insisted that she was not seriously injured.

I have to rush to the canteen to cook.

He refused to take the ambulance to the hospital for examination.

"Auntie, injuries from falls can be serious or minor."

"It's no big deal if you miss work, but it would be troublesome if you hurt your waist and legs."

"Miss, you see I'm really not hurt."

Auntie looked anxious.

"And today is my first day at work, and I'm cooking specifically for Mr. Bu."

"If I lose this job, then I..."

The old man was so embarrassed that he even spoke in a crying voice.

Seeing that they couldn't persuade her, the medical staff had to leave.

Wen Lan couldn't bear it.

"Auntie, let me help you prepare the food and give you a hand."

"If you feel unwell, shall we go to the hospital?"

She helped the old man to the cafeteria.

Walked into the CEO’s private kitchen.

Wow! This equipment is really complete.

And it doesn't look like a company cafeteria at all.

It looks more like a home-style kitchen configuration.

Wen Lan was picking and washing vegetables while asking her aunt for her opinion.

"Miss Wen, you are such a kind girl. Will this delay your business?"

"Auntie Zhou, please call me by my name."

"The child has been left at my mother's house these days. I came here today to look for a job, and I don't have anything else to do."

Wen Lan and Aunt Zhou chatted about family matters.

But his hands were busy all the time.

Because she knew that this job was very important to Aunt Zhou.

The phone rang and Aunt Zhou picked up it.

"Hey, Yunshang. It's okay, don't worry. You didn't mean it."

"I asked the ambulance to leave."

Aunt Zhou said gently.

When Wen Lan heard this conversation, her heart skipped a beat.

Above the clouds? Above the southern clouds?

Could it be that Secretary Nan is Nan Yunshang?

Nan Yun, assistant to the president of IELTS Group, is here!

These three words refer to the hotel industry tycoon she has long admired.

The tone Aunt Zhou used when speaking to Nan Yunshang.

That's clearly the elders being familiar with the younger generation, more than just ordinary familiarity.