Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 137 is about your fiancée
Han Zhengyu, who had always been in a rage, was stunned for a moment when the phone was suddenly hung up, and he didn't come back to his senses until he heard Wen Yimo's voice: "Zhengyu, she What did you say?"

"She said she wanted to talk to me and let me go alone."

Han Zhengyu answered Zhao Yalin's words truthfully, stretched out his slender fingers, and rubbed the center of his brows, looking very tired.

After hearing this, Wen Yimo fell into deep thought for a while. After a while, her voice sounded again: "Zhengyu, go. You two need to have a good talk."

Ever since they found out about Zhao Yalin's fake pregnancy, they had never had a formal conversation.

Han Zhengyu raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Yimo unreservedly, the girl he had always liked.Now he has no worries, so he is more bold in doing things.

"Okay." Finally, under Mo Wenwen's gaze, Han Zhengyu said, "Okay. Sister Wenwen, I'll listen to you."

Immediately, Han Zhengyu came to the coffee shop under the hotel where they were staying in a low-key manner.

"welcome."

The waiter's polite welcome words rang in his ears, but Han Zhengyu didn't look sideways. His purpose of coming here was far more important than the welcome words.

Han Zhengyu, who walked into the coffee shop, looked around and saw a person who could be said to be quite harmful at a glance.

Zhao Yalin wore exquisite makeup and was well dressed. It could be seen at a glance that she had carefully dressed up to meet him.However, how could Han Zhengyu pay attention to these external things, not to mention that the other party was Zhao Yalin, who raised his steps and went straight to where Zhao Yalin was.

"Zhengyu." Zhao Yalin naturally saw Han Zhengyu's arrival as soon as he entered here, and greeted him with a smile, with a sense of intimacy in her voice: "Sit."

Han Zhengyu sat down without saying a word, with a tense face, it could be seen that he was very unhappy.Looking at the person opposite who was still calmly drinking coffee, Han Zhengyu also knew that he seemed a little too nervous at this moment.

Immediately, he also relaxed a lot. The serious atmosphere in the air seemed to have calmed down a lot. There was no one in the whole coffee shop, only the gentle music was playing, and it was quiet.But the two people sitting across from each other knew full well that the real conversation hadn't even begun.

"This is the right way, Zhengyu. With the relationship between you and me, we can sit together and chat openly." Zhao Yalin gently wiped the coffee stains from her mouth and sat up straight.

Han Zhengyu faintly felt that the next conversation would be even more difficult. His career had just finally returned to the right track, and this was all thanks to his manager.

Han Zhengyu is very fortunate that Mo Wenwen is his manager. Although she has gradually matured, she is still at an absolute disadvantage compared to the old Jianghu Manjie who has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

However, he, Han Zhengyu, will always stand by her side.

In this circle, everyone knows clearly that the emotional life of an artist is never in his hands.

Above is the agency's advice, and below is the fans' obsessive following.If the relationship is broken so recklessly, it will not only cause a large number of fans to lose, but more seriously, it may anger the company's senior management and lead to the danger of hiding himself and damaging his acting career.

The fact that the two fans choked each other and caused a turmoil in the major forums has left him with lingering fears, and the matter in front of him seems to be more difficult to deal with than before. Maybe if he is not careful, he and Mo Wenwen will fall into A place of eternal doom.

Han Zhengyu's brows were tightly furrowed again, and his heavy breathing revealed everything about his master.

"Why, just like this, you are in a hurry. If you see the next thing, you will kill me to vent your anger." Zhao Yalin put her left hand over her mouth and giggled.

Han Zhengyu had never felt that a person's laughter could be so piercing.

"If there is anything else, just tell the truth. The matter has come to an end. I believe that there is nothing I can't afford." Han Zhengyu rarely raised his head to meet the other person's eyes.

"That's it, you can read it yourself." Zhao Yalin took out a magazine from the side and gently pushed it in front of Han Zhengyu.

Han Zhengyu just glanced at it, and felt that he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was covered with an irresistible cold.

"Mo Wenwen, manager of AMS Brokerage Company, is on two boats." A line of words was dyed in red, and it was even more simple and sharp. Only these sixteen words were placed on one page.

Han Zhengyu's knuckles became whiter and whiter, and he didn't have the courage to look down, because he clearly knew that what happened next was definitely a nightmare for himself and Mo Wenwen.

Zhao Yalin flipped through the magazine seemingly casually, but there were bursts of coldness in her eyes.

This magazine published a large page about Mo Wenwen, the manager of the AMS brokerage company, who was willing to be the third party, and got in between a pair of lovers, trying to break them up, and trying to serve Gu Jianyan, the president of Gushi Xingyu Media, with her beauty. detailed events.

Next to it was a photo of Wen Yimo and Gu Jianyan having dinner in a western restaurant. What was even more terrible was that the media released a recording, which pointed directly at the two of them. It's an ironclad thing.

The complicated and confusing four-cornered love affair was full of excitement in an instant. It is said that the provider of the recording was an ordinary front desk girl from the Gu Group. Hour Mo Wenwen came out.

"What do you want, just tell me, I will try my best to do it." Han Zhengyu covered his entire face in frustration, only his empty eyes were still exposed.

He didn't want anyone to hurt Mo Wenwen.

"It's very simple, you must be officially with me, and you must tell me all the movements of you and Mo Wenwen in detail." Zhao Yalin gently stirred the coffee in front of her, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, I promise you." Han Zhengyu simply closed his eyes, and a soft sigh reached their ears.

Zhao Yalin suddenly felt an unrelieved sense of oppression in her heart, but she just smiled reluctantly, pressed her right hand on her temples and pressed gently to cover up her emotions.

Looking inside from the window of the restaurant, the two were eating, and Gu Jianyan thoughtfully wiped off the soup from the corner of Mo Wenwen's mouth.

It is absolutely impossible for such a photo to be taken by a low-level paparazzi to grab a job.This kind of angle, this kind of grasping is just right, it is very likely the result of professional hired reporters following it for a long time.

Gu Jianyan, who was reading the magazine at the moment, turned slightly pale for a moment.He glanced at Mo Wenwen across the desk, and his uncontrollable heartache suddenly overflowed, and the face of the person in front of him turned pale obviously.

"President, things may have changed again."

In the president's office of Gu's Group, the air pressure has been extremely low in recent days.

The assistant Devr didn't even dare to show his air, carefully pushed open the office door, and put the stack of documents in his hand on the desk.

"Well, I see, you go and do your own thing first." Gu Jianyan stopped her fingers dancing on the keyboard, waved at Deve, but never moved her eyes away.

"Yes, President." After the assistant went out, Gu Jianyan's eyes were still fixed on the computer with a gloomy expression.

On the homepage of a well-known website, there are clearly photos of Wen Yimo and Ji Wenlun shopping in the past.

In the photo, the two behaved intimately. Ji Wenlun was holding three shopping bags in his hands, and Wen Yimo's head was on Ji Wenlun's shoulder.

Continue to flip through the webpage, and at the bottom is an officially certified Weibo screenshot, which clearly states that Wen Yimo often goes in and out of Ji Wenyan's room in the name of work, wearing naked clothes, and other dirty words.

Such a blatant title, such an old story being brought up again, coupled with the repeated bombardment of the previous magazines.Even a fool can understand the intentions of the manipulator behind the scenes at this time, let alone the shrewd Mr. Gu Jianyan, the president of Xingyu Media.

Looking at all the things in front of him, he didn't know if it was because of work, or because of his own nameless jealousy, in short, he felt that he was about to go crazy with anger.

"President, Ms. Lin Jiayu Lin from the Lin Group said that you had an appointment earlier, and she is waiting at the front desk of the company. Can you invite her in?" While thinking, an assistant's voice came from outside the door.

Gu Jianyan frowned and shouted, let her in.

He wanted to see what kind of character this Ji Wenyan's fiancée was.

"Hi Mr. Gu, I am Wen Yan's fiancée. I have some news about your fiancée. May I ask Mr. Gu if I need to know." , sat directly opposite Gu Jianyan.

"News? About my fiancée?" Gu Jianyan turned the black pen in his right hand with great interest, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Facing Lin Jiayu, there was a feeling that even Gu Jianyan couldn't describe. He admired this directness and at the same time was full of disgust.

"Well, yes, it's your fiancée." Looking at the man in front of her, Lin Jiayu suddenly felt powerless when she was seen through. She lost her confidence when she spoke, and even unconsciously used an honorific title. I don't seem to have noticed it yet.

"Miss Lin, you seem a little nervous right now." Gu Jianyan slightly tilted her head and put down the pen in her hand, then said to the assistant outside, "Bring two cups of coffee in."

"Since what Miss Lin said is related to my fiancée, you might as well speak out in this office. Too many things have happened during this time. On the one hand, I really don't have the energy to deal with you, on the other hand To save your time." Gu Jianyan put down the pen in her hand, looked at Lin Jiayu with a faint smile,
After the assistant put away the coffee, he gently took it to the door. Gu Jianyan put one of the coffee cups in front of Lin Jiayu, her face and voice were full of undeniable taste: "Miss Lin, tell me."

(End of this chapter)