Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

Yun Xiao didn't react to Song Weichen's words, while the expressions of the two men opposite him changed slightly.

"Mr. Yun, I was blind and didn't recognize the real man today. I am really sorry for bullying your secretary."

Yun Xiao picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "Wenwen is not just my secretary."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. He and Mr. Qi's faces changed. They looked at their son and really wanted to slap him in the face. He could play with women anywhere, but why did he have to touch Yun Xiao's woman?

President Qi smiled flatteringly and said, "They have already realized their mistakes. Old He and I have already severely punished them. I hope Young Master Yun will give us two old men some face and let them go this time."

Yun Xiao continued to sip his tea without saying anything.

Mr. He and Mr. Qi looked at each other and said, "We have a cooperative project with Mr. Song recently. How about this? We are willing to give up one point of profit."

"Boss He and Boss Qi are too polite," Song Weicheng suddenly said, "Children are immature, just be careful next time. Our Yun Xiao is a generous person, so I won't make a fuss about it this time."

"Uncle!" Yun Xiao was unhappy and wanted to refute, but his hand was held down by Song Weicheng, "Let's talk later."

Seeing that Song Weicheng had relented, Mr. He and Mr. Qi quickly stood up and left with their son.

Yun Xiao put the teacup heavily on the table and said, "Uncle, is this really a good deal for them?"

"A few tens of millions is cheap?" Song Weicheng took a sip of the teacup calmly, "She's just a woman. It's not enough to turn against these two families."

"As for that!" Yun Xiao stood up and looked at the face that looked 70% similar to his own, "Uncle, I want to marry Si Wen."

"Nonsense!" Song Weicheng put down his teacup, "Put aside your thoughts. I won't agree, and your father won't agree to you marrying a divorced woman with no family background."

"The Yun family does not need a marriage alliance." Yun Xiao said with a serious face.

"Then you should give up on this idea. We cannot offend the Shi family."

Yun Xiao wanted to argue again, but Song Weicheng raised his hand and said, "Don't mention this anymore. Come home with me tonight. Your aunt misses you."

……

Si Wen looked at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. The pinch marks on her neck had turned purple and were very obvious against her fair skin.

Her throat is now swollen and sore, and it hurts to the point of tears every time she swallows.

Si Wen recalled what happened today and realized that she was too self-righteous.

In the past, she was known as Mrs. Shi and had Shi Yi to protect her, so she could do whatever she wanted in the capital.

But now it’s different. After divorcing Shi Yi, she fell back into hell and became a poor little person who was loved and cared for by no one.

Being in the wealthy class, anyone can step on her, just like today.

Yun Xiao can protect her for a while, but what about when he is not around? And there is no need to offend other powerful people because of her.

If you rely on mountains, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. Only yourself is the most reliable. Si Wen touched the pinch marks on her neck. She had to become stronger so that she would not be bullied.

……

Si Wen's business trip was over, and Yun Xiao personally sent her back to the apartment building.

"Minwen, you should have a good rest at home for a few days, and go back to work when your throat is better." Yun Xiao hesitated to speak. He wanted to tell Si Min that he did not help her vent her anger and let the two men go, but he couldn't say it.

She called him 'Brother Yunxiao' yesterday. He knew she was scared and needed his protection, but he could do nothing.

"I'm sorry!" Yun Xiao only said these three words in the end.

Si Wen looked at him in surprise, endured the pain in her throat, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why do you say sorry?"

"I didn't take good care of you. This kind of thing will never happen again." Yun Xiao touched Si Wen's head.

Si Wen didn't say anything else because her throat was sore. She smiled and nodded, waved to Yun Xiao, and got out of the car.

Yun Xiao watched Si Wen leave. She had a scarf around her neck that covered the marks from being pinched, but her voice was still hoarse. He felt distressed but there was nothing he could do. This feeling of powerlessness made him feel very uncomfortable.

There are too many people and things that bind him.

Si Wen opened the door with her fingerprint. When she walked in, she was stunned. She stepped back outside and looked at the house number. It was correct.

She walked in again, opened the shoe cabinet, and found that the slippers inside had been changed. There were only two pairs of couple's slippers. She changed into women's shoes and walked in.

She was frightened with every step she took. All the furniture in her house had been replaced.

Her fabric sofa was replaced with a leather one, and the TV was replaced with a large projection screen. Si Wen ran into the master bedroom again, and sure enough, the bed and wardrobe had been replaced.

She took a deep breath and opened the closet. All the clothes inside were replaced with new ones. Some of them looked familiar. They were the clothes she had spent hundreds of thousands to customize.

She knew who changed it.

Thinking of this, Si Wen ran to the second bedroom again. She opened the closet, and just as she expected, it was full of men's clothes, from underwear to coats.

What is Fu Yan doing! She was away on a business trip for more than a week, and her home was occupied by someone.

Si Wen wanted to throw away all of Fu Yan's things, but she didn't dare to. What if he blackmailed her for millions or tens of millions? Then she would have to work like a slave for him for the rest of her life.

At this time, there was movement outside the door.

Si Wen walked out of the second bedroom and met Fu Yan who was coming in.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He skillfully took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on. He walked in front of Si Wen and pinched her cheeks. "Little girl, you are willing to come back?"

Si Wen frowned and pointed at the room, "Why did you change my furniture?"

Hearing Si Wen's hoarse voice, Fu Yan's smile disappeared, "What's wrong with your throat? Do you have a cold?"

He touched Si Wen's forehead and said, "You don't have a fever, but are you getting angry? Are you thinking about me?"

Fu Yan put Si Wen's head on his chest, "Wen Wen, I miss you too. It hurts my heart."

"I miss you so much!" Si Wen endured the pain in her throat and continued to question Fu Yan, "Why are all your things in the second bedroom?"

"I live here, so of course I have to prepare some spare clothes and daily necessities." Fu Yan said as a matter of course.

"Why are you here?" Si Wen looked painful.

"Didn't you say so?" Fu Yan curled his lips and smiled, "You said I could stay if I wanted to, so I chose to stay."

"I..." Si Wen recalled the conversation that night, "I just said that in anger!"

"Oh," Fu Yan rubbed Si Wen's puffy cheek, "but I took it seriously."

Si Wen pointed at Fu Yan and was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Fu Yan took off his coat and hung it up. He turned around and found that Si Min was still wearing the coat with a scarf around her neck, and she looked very hot.

"It's so hot in the room, aren't you hot wearing a scarf?" Fu Yan untied the scarf from Si Min's neck.

By the time Si Wen reacted, her scarf had been taken away, and she subconsciously covered her neck.

Fu Yan narrowed his eyes, took away Si Min's hand, and saw several purple marks on her snow-white neck, obviously caused by being pinched.

He raised his hand and gently stroked it, his voice turned cold, "Who did it?"