The new wife of a wealthy family: the black-bellied president can't be messed with

Gao He also came out, saw her taking over the job of the service staff, and led her in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Mr. Wen sitting, sipping tea carefully.In front is a small nanmu tea table, and the warm tea fragrance comes slowly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I'm really busy." Seeing that Gao He had closed the door for her, Mu Wan hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay, Ms. Mu, come and sit down!" Old Wen said that he was not angry at all, and pointed to the seat next to him.

Mu Wan just went to sit down and saw the old gentleman coming over with a purple clay pot to pour tea for her, so she hurriedly got up to do it herself.

"Sit." Old Mr. Wen is the old chief, and he speaks with a majesty that cannot be resisted, although he still has a smile on his face. "This is Longjing, an old friend sent it over a few days ago. I asked Gao He to bring it. The taste is still good. You can try it."

Mu Wan didn't know how to taste tea at all, so she carefully took a sip from the teacup.Longjing is famous for its fragrance, and the aroma filled the whole mouth, but she tasted fishy after taking a small sip.The strange thing is that she didn't feel uncomfortable, and the tea was so mellow that it lingered on her lips for a long time.

"How?" Old Mr. Wen looked at her with burning eyes.

"It's very fragrant, but a bit fishy." Mu Wan told the truth.

Mr. Wen smiled when he heard it, and was very satisfied with her answer: "You can actually taste the fishy smell, not bad, not bad."

Mu Wan put down her teacup and sat upright.The old man in front of her couldn't be ignored by every move she made, she dared not take it lightly.

"This tea has not been fried for a long time, so it will naturally have a somewhat earthy smell."

"I see."

"Ordinary people can't taste it. If you give it to Yangzi to taste it, he will be like a cow."

"..." Mu Wan couldn't answer, she just smiled.

"You smell of alcohol and tobacco, and that kid actually took you to a party." Mr. Wen had a sharp nose, smelling her smell, and frowned slightly.

"It's on business. I didn't drink." She said hastily.

"You must not be wondering why I came to you?" The old man picked up the teacup and sipped it carefully, but the corners of his eyes would look at her from time to time.

"Mr. Wen, if you have any orders, please tell me."

"I don't have any instructions. I have something. I'm afraid I have to tell you." The old man felt that he could get to the point, so he put down his teacup.

"Please tell me." Mu Wan sat upright,

"It took me a day to ask Gao He to check your background on Miss Mu, you don't mind, do you?"

Mu Wan's expression changed.Looking at him in shock, faint anger welled up: "Why?"

"Although you said that the child you are pregnant with is not our Yangzi's. Maybe it's my habit of being a veteran. As long as it is related to the Wen family, you must be clear about it." The old man didn't care about her anger, and smiled calmly road.

Mu Wan held back her anger, her heart was beating like thunder, and she didn't answer.

"Miss Mu is 25 years old. When she was nine years old, she followed her grandmother to England to join her aunt in Manchester. At that time, her grandmother passed away and she moved out of her aunt's residence in the same year. You majored in economics and management at Manchester Metropolitan University. You can all get scholarships. Even so, you still work part-time outside and send money back to Qingyang.”

"Mister, what exactly do you want to do?" Mu Wan's face was ashen, and she looked at him stiffly.

"The Sacred Heart Nursing Home was founded by your grandma, and she decided to go to England for you. Presumably you want to inherit your grandma's last wish and run this nursing home well, don't you?" He appreciates this very much.

"This is my business." Mu Wan whispered.