Ying Shao is a Girl

After the assistant brought Wen Yunuan in, he went out and closed the office door.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ying."

There was a slight smile on the girl's beautiful face, and her smart eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons.

Bright eyes and white teeth, really beautiful.

"Not necessarily." Ying Junchu's eyebrows were full of indifference, and he responded coldly to Wen Yunuan.

If her guess was correct, they had just met on the night when Wen Wen was kidnapped.

There is no such thing as long time no see.

"Haha, Mr. Ying really doesn't know how to chat. It's hard to continue talking."

Wen Yunuan's face was still filled with a smile and his expression was as usual.

Ying Junchu looked down at the watch on his wrist. It was almost four o'clock, and Ling Yiche was about to finish school.

She still had to rush to pick someone up.

I don't have time to spend time with Wen Yunuan here.

"Just tell me why you came."

The voice was cold and there was no expression on his face.

Hearing this, Wen Yunuan raised his eyes and glanced at her stern face. The expression in his eyes was complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Marry me."

Wen Yunuan didn't go around in circles anymore and directly stated his purpose.

Because she knew that if she continued to talk to Ying Junchu, Ying Junchu would not pay attention to her, so she had to make a quick decision.

"impossible."

How could she agree to marry Wen Yunuan? That's ridiculous.

Ying Junchu refused her request without any hesitation.

"Why?" Wen Yunuan's white hands suddenly grabbed the corner of her skirt, she was a little excited and her tone was urgent.

"..."

Ying Junchu really didn't want to explain to her.

No need.

But I don’t want to be pestered by her, so I have to find the most effective and fastest method.

"Because I have a fiancée."

Ying Junchu answered her expressionlessly, his deep and narrow eyes expressionless.

"What? You have a fiancée? Who is it?!" Wen Yunuan became even more excited. Her expression was not as calm as before, a crack appeared on her beautiful face, and she suddenly sat up from the chair.

"Ying Shuxiang."

Ying Junchu opened his lips slightly and uttered three words expressionlessly.

At this time, throwing Ying Shuxiang out as a shield is a good choice.

Besides, she was telling the truth, Ying Shuxiang was her fiancée in name only.

This nominal fiancée finally comes in handy now.

"Isn't it? Mr. Ying, are you lying to me? The outside world doesn't know about this."

"If you agree to marry me, you will get a lot of benefits, please think about it."

Wen Yunuan quickly calmed down again, her expression was no longer as excited as before, and she tried to persuade Ying Junchu by offering conditions.

She quickly took out another document from her bag and handed it to Ying Junchu.

His little face was filled with pride and pride.

"Young Master Ying, please read this document. If you agree to marry me, the above conditions will become a reality."

Wen Yunuan was very confident and was sure to win. She knew Ying Junchu's preferences very well, and the above conditions were perfect for him.

Ying Junchu frowned slightly and said nothing.

I flipped through the files and took a quick look.

He quickly closed the file again and threw it on the table.

It has to be said that the conditions offered by Wen Yunuan are indeed very attractive. They are completely tailor-made for Ying Junchu. All she needs is that Ying Junchu agrees to marry her. After marriage, she will not do anything that Ying Junchu does. She knows how to take care of it, all she wants is the form of marriage.

She also promised to give the entire Wen family to Ying Junchu, and she, Wen Yunuan, would never interfere.

Maybe someone else would have agreed, but Ying Junchu would never agree.

She doesn't like negotiating such terms with others, so what about the entire Wen family? She has never cared about the entire Ying family, let alone the Wen family.

"No, I still have something to do. Miss Wen, please come back."

Ying Junchu looked down at the time again, with an impatient look on his face.