Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 292 Big Brother Showdown, Master Wen Knows the Fifth Shop

After the assistant left the office with the hairy crabs, Yu Beiyin opened the desk drawer.

He took out a photo frame from inside. The two people in the photo in the photo frame were Wen Qingyue and Yu Beiyin, who were wearing school uniforms and looked a little young.

Caressing the photo frame with slender hands, Yu Beiyin's nose was sour, her throat was tight, she couldn't help herself, and she couldn't restrain her sadness.

Yu Beiyin thought, a person's life really does not go smoothly.

She is 28 this year, and she has known A Yue for 28 years.

They are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and everyone around them thinks that they will achieve true results, including herself, who thinks that they will become A Yue's bride.

But all these beautiful things were completely broken when she was 24 years old.

She often thought, if she hadn't chosen to become a lawyer at that time, wouldn't the distance between A Yue and A Yue not have drifted away?
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in life.

She often wakes up in the middle of the night from nightmares of losing Ayue.

Sitting on the bed, watching the lights of Wanjia lights outside the window, touching the cold quilt beside her.

Tears poured down uncontrollably, it was not a dream, it was real, she lost her Ah Yue completely.

"A Yue, how did we become what we are now?"

"You are such a smart and delicate person, you should be able to hear that I don't want to get engaged, I just want you to take the initiative..."

"But it's a pity, you are right in front of me, but I can't feel your liking and love for me before..."
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On the way back to Wuxi, Wuyao was in charge of driving, and Wen Tao was in charge of sitting.

Wen Tao's gaze was too hot, Wuyao turned the steering wheel and looked at him, "Sir, do you want to ask me something?"

"En." Wen Tao responded, and continued to stare at Wuyao with his burning and affectionate eyes, "How did Madam and Second Brother know each other?"

As time went by, Wen Tao found that his wife and the people around him seemed to be earlier than they knew him.

Wuyao expected that Wen Tao would ask about this, the car was driving on the green avenue, Wuyao was wearing sunglasses, he was sly and snarky.

"We have cooperated before." Regarding the Fifth Store, Wu Yao was still hesitating whether to tell Wen Tao, "It was four years ago that I met my second brother."

What happened to Wen Qingyue four years ago, Wen Tao understood after a little thought.

"Four years ago, the second brother's girlfriend was injured and hospitalized, and he was the chief surgeon." Wen Chen's voice fell, and Wen Tao said again: "I just heard that the second brother's girlfriend died on the way to the hospital."

Listening to Wen Tao's words, Fifth Yao smiled slightly, "Sir, that's not a rumor, but a fact.

Yu Beiyin did die on the way to the hospital, and what he left with his second brother was just a corpse. "

After saying this, Wu Wuyao's voice was a bit perverse: "Sir, have you ever heard of the Fifth Store?"

She finally chose to tell Wen Tao everything, and she didn't intend to continue to hide it from him.

Wu Yao, who was concentrating on driving, didn't notice that when she mentioned the fifth shop, Wen Tao in the passenger seat had a strange expression.

"I've heard." Wen Liang's voice fell, and Wen Tao looked sideways at Fifth Yao, "Why did Madam suddenly ask me about Fifth Store?"

Wu Wuyao turned his head to look at Wen Tao, and his voice was as cool as water: "The dead Yu Beiyin came back to life, it was the second brother who made a deal with the fifth store, and pawned his most sincere love for Yu Beiyin."

"The fifth store is real, not just a mythical story spread among the people."

Withdrawing his eyes and staring straight ahead, Fifth Yao couldn't help but smile: "Sir must be very curious, why do I know all this."

Wen Tao stretched out his hand to hold Wuyao's hand, then let go immediately, and folded his hands on his lap.

The bewitching and charming beauty of the flourishing age is only lingering and cold, her thin lips are tightly pressed, and her voice is calm and cold: "Just do what Madam thinks is right, don't worry about what I think.

Madame just needs to remember that no matter what happens, I will always be with Madam. "

(End of this chapter)