The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Wen Rou was amused by Su Qi's words and couldn't help but jokingly said, "If she wants to gain status through her son, wouldn't it be more direct for her to just marry Mr. Gu? Why would she go through so much trouble to find Mr. Fu?"

Su Qi gave him a look as if she were looking at an alien creature, and explained, "How can they be compared? The child isn't Mr. Gu's bloodline, so there's naturally a gap. Besides, the Fu family's wealth far exceeds the Gu family's, and the account is clear as day."

Wenrou nodded slightly. She wasn't particularly interested in the feuds between wealthy families. For her, doing her job well and ensuring a stable income was the most important thing. Of course, if she could work less overtime, that would be even better.

Wenrou knew that Gu Moqian was anxious to go to City A, so she booked him the earliest flight. The two met at the airport early in the morning.

Gu Moqian looked at Wen Rou, who was wearing a black business suit and black-framed glasses, and couldn't help but say, "Secretary Wen, this business trip is not for official business. You can dress more casually and don't be so restrained."

As a secretary, my daily image is always the same: a black suit, thick glasses, and bangs that almost cover half of her face, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

Wenrou pushed the glasses on her face and said calmly: "It's okay, Mr. Gu, I'm used to dressing like this."

In reality, her gentleness after get off work is completely different. Even her bangs are fake. The main reason she dresses like this at work is because she has a baby face and was often mistaken for an intern. So, she chose this disguise to make herself look more mature.

Seeing this, Gu Moqian simply shrugged and said no more. This secretary was the most comfortable one he had used in the past few years. No matter what the matter was, she could handle it well. So, for the secretary's dress style, Gu Moqian chose to respect it.

It was already dark when they arrived in City A. Wenrou had already had a special car waiting at the airport gate, and the driver took them to the hotel.

Gu Moqian sat in the car and pinched his nose tiredly.

Wenrou glanced at Gu Moqian and asked, "Boss, the hotel has a massage service. Do you need me to book it for you?"

Gu Moqian glanced at Wenrou after hearing this and said softly, "Thank you, but it's okay. Please help me check Miss Jiang's schedule. See what she did when she returned to City A."

Wenrou nodded and took out her phone to write down a to-do list. Because Gu Moqian and Jiang Tiantian were close, she had previously paid special attention to Jiang Tiantian's social media accounts, just to prepare for situations like this.

After all, Wenrou has read a lot of novels about domineering CEOs. Those domineering CEOs always ask their assistants or secretaries to investigate the women they like.

Wenrou originally thought that Gu Moqian in real life would not act like this, but she didn't expect that she would encounter it now.

Thinking of this, Wenrou couldn't help but look at Gu Moqian with a slightly teasing look. Gu Moqian was sensitive to Wenrou's gaze, so he asked with a puzzled look: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Wenrou quickly looked away, shook her head to deny it, and then concentrated on checking Jiang Tiantian's social media platform.

Fortunately, Jiang Tiantian is a person who likes to share. Through her updates, Wenrou quickly pieced together her recent activities.

On the first day after Jiang Tiantian came back, she ran to the vicinity of Fu Group and waited there. The evidence was that the circle of friends she posted on the first day was the coffee shop opposite Fu Group.

And it seems that Jiang Tiantian's wait was successful, because one of her circle of friends seemed to imply that her child finally met his biological father.

Wenrou fixed her eyes on her last circle of friends, which seemed to indicate that she was going to work as a waitress at a banquet.

Wenrou checked the banquet again and found that Mr. Fu was the special guest of the banquet.

Wenrou couldn't help but cast a sympathetic glance at Gu Moqian. There seemed to be a hint of green above Gu Moqian's head.

"What's wrong?" Gu Moqian was very puzzled as to why his secretary kept looking at him with strange eyes. He touched his face, suspecting that there was something dirty on it.

Wenrou hesitated for a moment, but still expressed her speculation.

Gu Moqian closed his lips, took Wenrou's phone, and carefully browsed every update from Jiang Tiantian. Obviously, these shares were blocked for him.

Even though Wenrou's speculation was very reasonable, Gu Moqian still found it hard to accept that Jiang Tiantian would betray him. In his eyes, Jiang Tiantian was always the innocent girl.

"See if you can get a ticket to this banquet." After reading all the updates, Gu Moqian closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Wenrou shrugged and quickly contacted the organizer of the banquet. Soon she had agreed with the other party about Gu Moqian's attendance at the banquet.

Wenrou told Gu Moqian the news, but he didn't seem very happy. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said, "Secretary Wen, come with me."

Wenrou suddenly looked at Gu Moqian in disbelief, her mouth open, not knowing what to say. The banquet was tomorrow, and tomorrow was the weekend...

"What's wrong?" Gu Moqian looked at Wenrou in confusion, somewhat puzzled by her reaction.

Wenrou shook her head, pushed up her black-framed glasses, regained her composure, and replied sadly, "It's nothing, Mr. Gu."

Gu Moqian nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "Make an appointment with the styling studio tomorrow."

Even though Wenrou was reluctant, she still followed Gu Moqian to the styling room the next day.

The stylist responsible for Wenrou is a boy. The first time he saw Wenrou, he began to sigh at her unbearable outfit.

After removing her black-framed glasses and fake bangs, the stylist couldn't help but sigh repeatedly: "You can tell me how depressed you are. If your little face were on me, I would die of laughter. But you've covered it all up."

Wenrou didn't explain, but obediently let the stylist torment her.

By the time the stylist was done, Wenrou had changed a lot. The stylist threw the original fake bangs into the trash can on his own initiative.

At this time, Gu Moqian had changed into his suit and was waiting outside. He sat on the sofa in the waiting area, flipping through a business magazine. Hearing a noise coming from upstairs, he subconsciously looked up and was immediately stunned.

Wenrou was seen walking down the spiral staircase slowly in a white satin dress. Her skin looked delicate and flawless under the interplay of light and dress, as if it were carefully carved porcelain, revealing a warm luster.

On her delicate baby face, a pair of large eyes as clear as lake water, long eyelashes fluttering lightly like a fan. Her small nose and slightly upturned mouth corners formed a perfect arc.

Her gentle and smooth long hair was gently tied up, and a few strands of hair fell by her ears, adding a touch of casual charm.