Chapter 291

Wen BoChang furtively looked around. Someone recognized him and took out his mobile phone to take photos and videos.

“…… Poetry, some things are not as simple as you know. In fact, things in those days were very complicated. You can't listen to Li Suli's one-sided words... "

Wen Shishi nodded with a smile and sat down on the sofa with his arms in his arms: "that's just right. I have nothing to do today. Why don't master Wen tell me all the things that happened in those years? I'd like to hear about master Wen's difficulties in taking his wife Oh, no, my ex-wife's design went to the competition and got the first prize trophy on stage? "

"She even told you that?" he said

"I said, and I know what I should know. There is no impermeable wall in the world. What Li Suli does not want to say, someone else will tell me."

Wen BoChang was silent.

Wen Shishi is not worried either. She is sitting and Wen BoChang is standing. She can just see Wen BoChang's eyes whirling around in a hurry. She seems to be thinking about something and trying to find a pretext to get the best of both worlds, trying to make herself believe that he is really innocent.

But it's not easy?

The shaking sound of mobile phone came from the bag.

She took it out. It's Mr. sniper.

There is an elevator going up in the underground garage. He should have gone back to room 2307 and didn't see himself, so he called to ask where she was.

Wen then said, "hello?"

"Who did you meet?" Mr sniper seems to have expected something: "Li Suli or Wen BoChang?"

Wen Shishi took a look at the wretched middle-aged man in front of him and quietly replied: "I'm sorry Wen BoChang. "

"Do you need me?"

"Not for the time being," Wen added after thinking about it, "but Can you come down? I... "

"OK," Mr. sniper said, "you can ask what you want, do what you want, I'm here."

"Well."

I hung up.

Wen Shishi put his cell phone back in his bag.

Wen BoChang is still silent.

"Master Wen, do you have anything else to say? If not, please come back

"Wait, poetry -" Wen BoChang subconsciously grabs Wen Shishi's hand. At the moment when he touches her skin, he quickly lets go of his hand and does not dare to touch her again Well, it's a long story, and People come and go here. It's not a good place to talk. Why don't we open a box? Or go upstairs, where you live. "

Wen Shishi refused very simply: "my place does not welcome a murderer to enter, it will dirty my place."

Wen BoChang gritted his teeth: "then I'll go to the front desk to open a box, and I'll pay. Is this the head office?"

Seeing that Wen Shishi didn't speak, Wen BoChang called out: "Xiao Zhou, go ahead."

"Yes."

Xiao Zhou trotted all the way to the front desk, only to see that he skillfully communicated with the front desk for a while, but what seems to have happened, the conversation between the two seems not very smooth.

Soon, Xiao Zhou ran back, angry: "teacher Wen, the front desk said that the box has been ordered."

Wen BoChang was shocked and angry: "is it over? How is that possible? Isn't it all empty? How can all the boxes be reserved? "

Xiao Zhou is also indignant: "I think so, but the front desk is very sure that a gentleman has just decided all the boxes, just two minutes ago."

"One man ordered all the boxes?"

"That's right," xiaozhousheng said, "I'll go to the manager to complain about the front desk in a moment. It's clear that I'm deliberately trying to embarrass people and telling lies."

Wen BoChang didn't think so.

He saw with his own eyes that Wen Shishi had just answered a phone call. Could it be that Young master of the Jiang family?

She is the only one who can have such a big hand and protect Wen's poems.

Wen BoChang felt anxious.

He is so old and has been a "master Wen" for so many years. When has he been so humble with a younger generation?

But he has no choice now.

Wen Shishi was obviously hostile to him all the time, and the Jiang family also made it clear that they would help Wen Shishi. If they were enemies of her, they would be enemies of the whole Jiang family. He had a lot of black history. If he was dug out, his reputation would be destroyed.

This is not stingy to take his life directly!

So, for the sake of money, for the sake of future, he must be a strong man! Make a choice!

Gecko will break the tail to survive, he also made the plan to burn the boat this time.

Take this opportunity to divorce Li Suli, cut off all contacts, hoping to let Wen Shishi at least not so targeted at him.

But obviously, he didn't expect that Wen Shishi knew so much.Wen BoChang pulled out the eighteen generations of Li Suli's ancestors and scolded them again!

This dead woman had to pull him into the water before she died!

Sooner or later, you have to shut her up.

It's just that Wen Shishi and the young master of the Jiang family are in such a hurry to get married that they have no time for him to deal with Li Suli's affairs. They can only show their attitude first and show their attitude to Wen Shishi and the Jiang family to keep their status and reputation.

But Li Suli knew a lot about him after all

Wen BoChang's face was a little grim.

"Don't use the box. Let's talk about it here," said Wen Shishi. "Master Wen is always open and aboveboard. There's nothing that can't be said in front of everyone, right?"

Wen BoChang clenched his teeth. He knew in his heart that Wen Shishi was deliberately putting him in the army.

Forced him to get angry, forced him to collapse the people who worked hard to build.

But who is he?

Wen BoChang slightly hooked his lips and said, "yes, Shishi is right. I don't have anything shady. Naturally, I'm not afraid to be heard or recorded."

"Very good," said Wen Shishi, changing her posture and looking at him from the bottom up. "Please answer my last question first. When my ex-wife gave up her life to help you have a baby, you stole her design and won the first prize of foreign design. Was your conscience eaten by the dog?"

"Shishi, actually, I was cheated."

"Oh? Cheat you to get the prize? Or cheat you to steal the design

"I didn't steal that design, but Li Suli did," Wen said, just like an innocent man, sighing helplessly: "she stole that design, put it in my briefcase and replaced my own one. Later, when I submitted the work, I didn't look at it. I handed it in directly. Later, I was very surprised when I won the prize. I even wanted to tell the organizer that this picture was not my original. But on second thought, your mother has passed away. This design is her legacy. I have the obligation to make her works shine in the construction industry, so I went to get this award for her. If you like, I can take the trophy to your mother's graveyard and bury it with he