The topic #Wen Siyu's husband# quickly topped the top spot on Weibo topics.

As the person involved, Si Moyan looked at the topic on Weibo and showed an inadvertent satisfied smile on his lips.

At this moment, the door of his office was pushed open, and Song Jinxuan's voice came: "A Yan--"

Faced with such a delicate male voice, Si Moyan looked disgusted and hurriedly put down his cell phone to cover up what he had just done.

Song Jinxuan moved quickly and had already arrived beside him, with his butt facing the corner of the table: "Today your wife and children are not at home, are you going out to have fun together tonight?" After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, his expression a little vulgar.

Si Moyan directly ignored this guy's existence and instead put his eyes on Gao Tinglun who was following him: "Tinglun, why are you hanging with this guy in broad daylight?"

"Oh! What you said! Why are you just hanging out with me?" Song Jinxuan stood up dissatisfiedly, and then volunteered to explain the reason, "Tinglun and I are talking about serious matters today, okay?"

Si Moyan just smiled, but his face was completely disbelief.

Song Jinxuan was even more unhappy: "Hey! Everything I said is true!"

"A female artist in Tinglun Company was rumored to be robbed/raising, and said she was pregnant before marriage... The more she spread, she became more and more fierce. She said it was the same as she was true, and now she couldn't move at all!"

Speaking of this, Song Jinxuan paused for a moment and immediately put on an arrogant attitude: "Isn't this - Tinglun is working with me as a professional!"

Song Jinxuan and Gao Tinglun collected all the evidence and sent a lawyer's letter directly, intending to sue all rumor-mongers.

"I, Song Jinxuan, will naturally be the one who can do it! This matter is easily solved!" Song Jinxuan was proud and did not forget to look at Si Moyan, "Old Si, if you have this need, please feel free to come to me at any time!"

Si Moyan knew how to humiliate Song Jinxuan: "Tinglun has a bad vision, but my eyes are good!"

"Si Moyan!" Song Jinxuan was so angry that he pounded the table, but he had no choice.

Because he is neither rich nor powerful than Si Moyan, nor is he good at his skills, so he can't beat him at all!

So, after thinking about it, Song Jinxuan could only choose his strengths: "We have rare time, let's go play tennis together in the afternoon! I'll treat you-"

In the past, Si Moyan treated her guests, but today Song Jinxuan took the initiative, which was really a bad intention.

"What's wrong? Jinxuan, do you want to compete with Mo Yan with tennis?" Gao Tinglun said, with a lively expression on his handsome face, and he sat down on the nearest sofa.

Song Jinxuan looked at Si Moyan: "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Si Moyan chuckled and didn't take anyone seriously at all: "The showdown always has to be a little bet! If you lose, what do you say?"

"You can deal with it!"

Song Jinxuan said in a magnificent manner before he realized: "Huh? Why did I lose? I can't lose!"

In Song Jinxuan's mind, his only advantage compared to Si Moyan is - sports!

Especially playing tennis is Song Jinxuan’s best sport!

So, Song Jinxuan asked back confidently: "Mo Yan, what if you lose?"

"You can deal with it!" Si Moyan said and said exactly the same thing.

Song Jinxuan smiled proudly; "Okay!"

"No need to delay, let's go now!" Song Jinxuan thought to himself: He must kill all sides today, and then win Si Moyan quickly.

As for the bet he won! He also thought about it!

So he asked Si Moyan to call him in public: "Brother! I was wrong!"
Chapter completed!