I dream of marrying her

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yunjuan felt inexplicably depressed when he heard Wen Qing crying sadly on the other end of the phone.

She and Wen Qing have been married for three years, but when it comes to the relationship between the two, it is not considered as a respectful guest, after all, she does not see Wen Qing several times on weekdays.

Wen Qing told her that she had enrolled in various interest classes, such as yoga, Pilates, oil painting, piano, and violin. She even heard her assistant tell her that Wen Qing wanted to learn suona and erhu.

Seven days a week, Wen Qing seems to be in class every day.

She really couldn't figure out Wen Qing's attitude towards her, that man seemed to be avoiding her on purpose.

But the marriage is maintained by both parties. If the marriage cannot be managed, it is better to end it early, even though the man was crying on the phone just now.

But Jiang Yunjuan did not regret the decision to divorce.

"Boom—boom——"

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Yunjuan pinched the center of his brows with his fair knuckles, and said softly, "Come in."

Jiang's Group is located in the center of Yujiang City. Yujiang City has always been rainy. Although it is not yet the rainy season, the thick clouds above are still clearly visible.The majestic Jiang's Building soars into the clouds, and everyone stops to admire this spectacle.

The president's special assistant Mu Bai pushed the door open, he stopped, and nodded respectfully: "President Jiang——"

In the spacious and bright office, the layout is simple and elegant. There are many economics-related books on the bookshelf on the left side. On the other side, there are exquisite and exquisite porcelains arranged in an orderly manner. The landscape paintings on the wall are obviously from the hands of famous masters. There are many collection seals engraved on it, which is very valuable at first glance.

To Mubai's surprise, Jiang Yunjuan seemed different today, she was always cold and dignified, her emotions and anger were invisible, and there seemed to be an inexplicable tiredness on her face.

Jiang Yunjuan raised his eyes slightly, and asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

"It's Mr. Jiang like this..." Mubai didn't dare to continue looking at him, and hurriedly said: "The project developed by Yushan Resort, there was a reply."

Across the desk, Mubai turned over the document in his hand and put it on Jiang Yunjuan's red sandalwood desk.

Jiang Yunjuan opened the file and refocused his attention on the file.

She looked at it carefully, raised her eyes, and ordered quietly: "Basically, there is no problem. Tell all departments to work overtime tonight and prepare specific plans in advance. The details will be discussed at the regular meeting tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yunjuan's voice was not loud, but Mubai felt oppressed by her concise tone, and quickly said, "Alright Mr. Jiang, I'll give orders now."

The explanation is over.Seeing that Mubai didn't leave, Jiang Yunjuan asked, "Is there anything else?"

After a short silence, Mubai said hesitantly: "Boss Jiang, the person in charge at Yushan called and said to show his sincerity, I suggest you go to Yushan to inspect it yourself, otherwise the project will not be approved."

Jiang Yunjuan frowned: "Go to investigate in person?"

Cold sweat dripped down Mubai's body: "Yes, I also politely mentioned that you don't have time, but the other party's attitude is firm..."

Even Mubai knew in his heart that Jiang Group, as the leading enterprise in the real estate industry in Yujiang City and even in the whole country, indeed accumulated a lot of wealth in real estate in the previous generation, but now it is involved in industries such as energy technology, entertainment, etc. finance.

In other words, even if the development of the Yushan Resort can bring huge benefits to the Jiang Corporation, Jiang Yunjuan, as the current leader of the Jiang Corporation, is worth every minute and every second, so there is really no need to do it himself for such a small project.

Mubai secretly regretted it, he knew that he would not bring this up to Jiang Yunjuan, seeing how Mrs. Jiang frowns, isn't it making her feel uncomfortable!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunjuan pondered for a while, and said, "Three days later."

Mubai was taken aback: "What?"

Jiang Yunjuan didn't know what he had thought of, and his expression became a little gloomy: "Just give her time to digest it."

Mubai reacted, and quickly said: "Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

But who is the woman Mr. Jiang is talking about?

That night, all the employees of Jiang's Building worked overtime, and Jiang Yunjuan set an example.

It was nearly twelve o'clock at night when we left Jiang's Building. The car came out of the underground parking lot. There was very little traffic on the road, few pedestrians, and the road was unimpeded.

The driver was driving in front, and Jiang Yunjuan leaned back on the back seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

After a while, a sports car whizzed by, and the roar was deafening, breaking the short silence in the middle of the night.

The sports car arrived first, Jiang Yunjuan was so disturbed by the buzzing that he opened his eyes.

When waiting for the red light, he casually glanced aside. It was a fashionable new convertible car with colorful leopard prints all over the body. It was a fashionable gadget for young people nowadays.

Jiang Yunjuan felt displeased and looked away. The red light in front of the windshield had changed to green.

Where does it seem that something is not right?

Thinking of something, Jiang Yunjuan turned sideways again and looked in the direction of the leopard print convertible.

This time she was not looking at cars, but at people.

However, after the light was changed, the owner of the convertible had already stepped on the accelerator and walked away roaring.

The light in the car was dim, and Jiang Yunjuan's expression became a little gloomy. She tapped her knees with her knuckles, and her brows gradually tightened.

The owner of the rock girl who was wearing the same leopard-print miniskirt as the sports car, with a hot and sexy figure and an afro head, seemed a little familiar?

Although the girl's face is painted with bright and heavy makeup, but the two cars are not far apart, the girl's delicate face can still be discerned——

She looks a bit like Wen Qing.

It can be seen that Jiang Yunjuan is aware of Wen Qing's dressing style, Wen tends to be conservative and not out of line, even the underwear is conservative in style and color.

The last time she asked Wen Qing to accompany her to an auction party, and asked someone to give Wen Qing a deep V half tube top evening dress of the same style as hers in advance. They all hid behind her and dared not come out to see anyone.

Jiang Yunjuan clenched his brows tightly, and in order to verify some of her guesses, he immediately ordered the driver in a deep voice: "Old He, follow the car in front."

The driver glanced at her from the rearview mirror, puzzled, but he didn't dare to disobey her: "Okay, Mr. Jiang."

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The stylish sports car drove all the way to the GB bar, Wen Qing followed on stilettos, and Yu Xinlan was already waiting for her at the bar.

Yu Xinlan's jaw was almost taken off by her punk rock style, and she quickly covered half of her face with one hand, and said in disgust, "Don't tell people that I know you. Are you going crazy with Jiang Yunjuan's stimulation of your outfit today?"

Wen Qing sat down next to her, and smiled back: "Aren't you also a coquettish fan, pretending to be tender?"

Yu Xinlan couldn't speak to her, and asked, "Then...do you drink?"

Wen Qing slapped the table vigorously: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return! My sister!"

GB Bar, also known as Luxurious Money, can be so high that you can forget all your troubles when you come here.

The dynamic dance music is loud, and the lonely men and women swaying on the dance floor are the protagonists tonight.

Half an hour later, Wen Qing drank a little in a euphoria.

"Little sister, alone?" The sexy woman who had been eyeing her for a long time leaned over and struck up a conversation.

Wen Qingzui was confused, shaking the wine glass and raising the corners of her eyes: "Whose little sister are you calling?"

"Not called little sister?"

The woman sat down beside her, looked at her wild girl outfit, and sneered.

"Then what should I call you, Miss Yu?"

Wen Qing yelled: "Please call me by my full name, Niu Hulu. The Pearl of the Sea. Venus. The Sexy Goddess!"

With a "poof", the woman finally burst out laughing.

She offered the invitation: "Okay, Venus, to the dance floor?"

Wen Qing shook his head, and politely refused: "I forgot to change the high heels, it's inconvenient. The head can be broken, blood can flow, and the high heels can't be lost."

In fact, she didn't want to be so presumptuous before divorcing Jiang Yunjuan, it's better to restrain herself, so she deliberately wore stiletto heels.

The woman was a little disappointed, and asked again: "Then can I buy you a few drinks?"

"Can!"

"Sister atmosphere!"

Another hour and a half.

Wen Qing was already drunk and unconscious, but she didn't mind getting even more drunk. Anyway, as long as Yu Xinlan remained sober, it would be great if she could be sent home safely.

Wen Qing and the woman were chatting one after another, and after learning that the woman had just broken up in love, after clinking glasses a few times, the woman began to talk a little more, and began to complain about her bitterness like a bosom elder sister.

Wen Qing was also happy to persuade her with the attitude of someone who has experienced it: these days, being rich is king, if you bid bye, bye bye, the next one will be better.

The woman let out a long sigh, and asked her with a sad look: "Will you be my next?"

Wen Qing smiled but didn't answer, the nightclub was dimly lit: "I'll tell you a secret".

The woman turned her ear: "Huh?"

Wen Qing said loudly: "I will be able to get a divorce after a few more days!"

The woman became interested: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Wen Qing couldn't hide his excitement: "Why should I lie to you about such a great thing?"

"Then the two of us are just right." The woman said with a smile, "After all, one just broke up and the other is about to get divorced. It's a match made in heaven."

Wen Qing gently shook her index finger in front of her face: "My goal is to be a fish."

The woman was a little curious while toasting: "How do you say? Freedom?"

"No no no..."

Wen Qing shook his head, clinked glasses with her, and drank it down in one gulp.

"I want to conquer the whole sea and be an excellent sea king!"

"……Ambitious."

"Is there still a toast?"

"Do it!"

Wen Qing didn't know at all that when she said these words, Jiang Yunjuan in a dark blue haute couture suit was standing behind the half-person tall sign less than five meters away from her.

Jiang Yunjuan quietly looked at her who was chatting happily among the crowd, but her whole face was frighteningly cold.

Of course, if Wen Qing could see Jiang Yunjuan at this time.

She must have added—

Jiang Yunjuan's eyes were shining with a strange light...