Fang Mo wanted to say something more, but someone came looking for Shen Wanci. This unpleasant conversation could only be forced to an end.

After he left, the intern who came over to ask questions jokingly said: "Teacher Wan, Fang Mo has been circling around you all day, showering you with favors. Could it be that he likes you?"

Everyone in the company knows that Fang Mo comes from a wealthy family. Although he hasn't flaunted it, he hasn't been deliberately low-key either. He didn't graduate from this major, and his usual work attitude doesn't show how much he likes this line of work. There was no need for him to stay, but he not only stayed, but has been here for so long. His ulterior motives are a known secret to everyone.

Shen Wanci frowned and lightly reprimanded, "Don't make random jokes. I'm already married. My husband is jealous and oversensitive."

The intern immediately laughed and apologized: "Sorry, Teacher Wanwan, I was just being quick with my words. Please don't tell Boss Bo, or I wouldn't have enough lives to live."

All day long, apart from handing in his work assignments, Fang Mo didn't appear before Shen Wanci again. She thought he had hit a snag and calmed down, but unexpectedly, after work, he blocked her at the museum entrance: "Wanwan..."

After coming into contact with Shen Wanci's indifferent gaze, he smiled and added two words: "Teacher, thanks to your guidance this time, I have learned a lot. I would like to treat you to a meal. Would you be willing to give me the honor?"

Shen Wanci: "No need, I didn't teach you anything. What you learned is all thanks to your own hard work. If you really want to treat someone, treat yourself to a meal and thank that hardworking self of yours."

Fang Mo was speechless.

This completely threw him off guard, shutting down all the speeches he had rehearsed for hours.

He suspected Shen Wanci was sarcastically mocking him. What could she possibly know that he didn't? He hadn't even touched the surface of his profession, and she was thanking him for his hard work? What a joke.

Shen Wanci nodded to him, then lifted her foot and stepped over him to leave.

Fang Mo was stunned for a few seconds. When he reacted, the woman was already a distance away from him. He hurried after her: "Wan Wan, I have something to tell you. Can we find a place to talk? I don't want to eat, coffee is fine too. It won't take up too much of your time."

Shen Wanci's stage name was the same as her real name, and she didn't realize that Fang Mo was calling out to her.

She stood still, looking up at him: "If you have something to say, say it here."

There was no way he could stand still. Fang Mo stepped forward to block her. If she tried to go around him, someone might see them and think they were arguing. Who knows what kind of rumors might spread?

Fang Mo, of course, wouldn't say here that he wanted to pursue her. This place was bustling with people, everyone knew about Shen Wanci and Bo Jingzhou's affair. Even if she had any intentions of developing something, she definitely wouldn't be embarrassed to agree. So he planned to find a private space, only the two of them...

He didn't intend to steal her from Huo Jingzhou. He just wanted to sleep with her a few times. He had investigated Shen Wanci's family background. After her mother passed away, her father quickly remarried. She had a miserable time growing up at home. Although she later became the daughter of Ginger Second Master, it still couldn't change the shadow brought by her tragic childhood. And women who lacked love since childhood were the easiest to coax. As long as he said a few sweet words and treated her well, he didn't believe she wouldn't be tempted. Besides, he had a powerful father.

The young master was always known as a womanizer, and being bested by Xie Chuyi, that short-lived ghost, had him ridiculed. Now his brothers are all waiting for him to get Shen Wanci, even the celebratory feast is already arranged.

One has to say, Fang Mo truly lives up to the title "woman killer." He put on a charming and affectionate act, but his ulterior motives were completely hidden from Shen Wanci's keen eyes.

Fang Mo's eyes were filled with tangled pain, a look that would soften anyone's heart: "Wan Wan..."

Shen Wanci showed no mercy. It wasn't that her heart was hard, but she had no time to soften it. Because the next second, the pain he pretended in his eyes truly became pain.

Fang Mo's body was kicked out by a foot, 'Bang' with a sound of smashing to the ground, groaning in pain.

Shen Wanci was taken aback by this sudden change. Behind her, the familiar male voice snorted disdainfully: "What a filthy thing."

It is Bo Jialong.

She turned around in surprise, "How did you get here?"

"I'm here to pick you up from work," the man said with a cold face. When Shen Wanci turned her head to look at him, his expression instantly changed, replaced by tenderness and even a hint of grievance in his eyes: "And then I saw you being bothered by this thing. Why didn't you hit him?"

"......Shen Wanci glanced at Fang Mo Wei, who was glaring fiercely at Bo Jingzhou. His eyes were filled with a hatred that made it seem like he wanted to devour him alive. She immediately retracted her desire to speak up for him: "Haven't gotten there yet."

"Next time, strike faster. This kind of thing isn't worth showing mercy to."

He's a man, just by the look in his eyes when he looks at Wanwan, you can tell what he's thinking.

Their carefree conversation thoroughly angered Fang Mo: “Do you know who my father is? You dare to hit me, I’ll make sure you can't mix around in Kyoto.”

He knew Bo Jingzhou, but no matter how capable he was, he was just a businessman. If he wanted to deal with him, there were plenty of ways.

"I don't know who your father is, but he'll soon find out who I am," Bo Jingzhou said, a sneer playing on his lips. He wrapped an arm around Shen Wanci. "Come on, let's go get some food. I'm starving."

When Fang Mo walked by, he 'happened' to step on his hand. A shrill scream echoed through the hallway, drawing everyone who hadn't left work yet to see what was happening.

Bo Jingzhou's car had already been driven back by the driver. He followed Shen Wanci towards where her car was parked, his lips drooping, and asked in a depressed mood: "Who was that dirty thing just now?"

"My assistant, a second-generation official, came here to pad his resume. Don't mind him."

"Oh," Bo Jingzhou drawled, his eyes narrowing meaningfully. "What do you want to eat?"

Let's have hotpot.

The weather is too cold, I just want to eat something hot.

Bo Jingzhou: "Good."

When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Fang Mo's information was also sent to his phone. He quickly scanned it, his gaze lingering on one name in particular.

Xie Chuyi.

This name...

Bo Jingzhou closed his eyes, the melody was so familiar yet he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Shen Wanci was ordering food, just as she raised her head to ask what he wanted to eat, she saw the man pinching the bridge of his nose with a pained expression. She immediately stood up nervously: "What's wrong? Is it a headache?"

Before, whenever Bao Jingzhou had a headache, he would do this. Now, she's scared every time she sees him do it.

Bo Jingzhou shook his head: "No, Wanwan, I..."

(Countdown to Completion)

Your wife went on a date with someone else again.