All the sounds on the road were isolated in the car, and in the quiet carriage, Bo Yuxi did not speak for a long time.

"I see."

Bo Yuxi pressed the button and restarted the vehicle: "I'll take you back, the company has something to do."

He seemed to have returned to his former cold and noble appearance, which made Wen Huaishu feel that the man had never mentioned the matter of not divorced.

However, early the next morning, Wen Huaishu received a text message for the divorce application to be revoked.

After reading it over and over again, Wen Huaishu couldn't help but stand up and took a deep breath: "Damn!"

Last night she thought the man had given up on the idea of ​​revoking the divorce!

The comics that were halfway through his hand were not able to be drawn anymore, so Wen Huaishu simply turned off the drawing board, which was a little discouraged.

Thinking of the noble and elegant man, Wen Huaishu sighed, and without saying anything else, she actually quite ate the man's face.

But compared to the troublesome mother-in-law and annoying childhood sweetheart behind the man, it would be better if she didn't eat this beauty.

Besides, she was still anxious to use the 50 million yuan promised by the man to divorce.

He was hesitant to call and ask clearly, but the phone rang.

Wen Huaishu looked at the caller ID and it was Bo Yuxi.

After receiving the phone, the man's low and pleasant voice came: "Have the money been received?"

money?

Wen Huaishu was stunned, and the next second, he received a text message notification from the bank for 60 million yuan.

The divorce compensation is 50 million plus the 10 million promised yesterday, and this man is generous and cruel.

After getting the real money, Wen Huaishu was in a good mood and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It's really pleasant to work with President Bo."

It fully interprets the temptation of money.

The man on the other end of the phone chuckled and melted the bitter breath around him: "Same, I'm very happy to work with you."

Where is the pleasure?

Wen Huaishu couldn't understand this man, but she was too lazy to think deeply. She got familiar with the series of 0 in the bank card balance several times, and asked:

"However, shouldn't Bo give me a reasonable reason for revoking the divorce?"

She should ask questions clearly if she doesn’t get divorced.

On the other end of the phone, the man didn't seem to be planning to answer her, and said lightly: "You should be your wife, right first, why? I will give it to you sooner or later."

After saying that, Wen Huaishu couldn't reply, so he hung up the phone.

Wen Huaishu held his cell phone and flattened his mouth, thinking about forgetting it. Anyway, since Mrs. Bo, who had been working for three years, would not delay taking it anymore. Moreover, the man had already transferred the money, so she was not in a hurry to get a divorce.

After looking at the bank card balance again, Wen Huaishu breathed a sigh of relief.

The money is obtained, and the gallery’s funding preparations can be put aside. The most important thing now is the paintings scattered by my mother.

Only by finding all the paintings can she start her plan to start a global tour for her mother.

That afternoon.

Simple painting cafe.

An Yimo rushed in with a cross-body bag: "Bo Yuxi actually said in front of his mother and Rong Zhenzhen that he would never divorce you?"

Wen Huaishu leaned lazily on the sofa: "Maybe I think Mrs. Bo is still worry-free."

"I think it's our great beauty Wen, who is so beautiful, and the monster boss of the Bo family is also moved!" An Yimo sat down and smiled at Wen Huaishu.

Their family is so beautiful in their books, it is not impossible for them to fall in love with the boss at first sight.

"But this Rong Zhenzhen is really a troublesome. My mother-in-law loves green tea, which is enough for you to worry about."

Wen Huaishu picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip: "I have never been afraid of the soldiers and generals, and the water and soil are there."

She experienced nothing in those years, but she really didn't take Rong Zhenzhen seriously.

Besides, she doesn't care whether she divorces Bo Yuxi or not, so she is even more lazy to think about how Rong Zhenzhen will jump around.

The two best friends chatted about daily life. An Yimo's gossip soul burned enthusiastically, and gave Wen Huaishu a long time to think about how to fight Rong Zhenzhen, which made Wen Huaishu a little amused, but she did not tell An Yimo that she actually wanted to get a divorce.

An Yimo is her only friend. Over the years, she has been happy for her because she married into the Bo family and got rid of the Wen family and has a husband that basically means nothing. Telling her too much will make her worry.

When the conversation started to rise, the phone on Wen Huaishu's hand rang.

His eyes swept over the caller ID, and the smile on Wen Huaishu's face instantly disappeared.

Unknown number.

Not many people know about her mobile phone number, but the only one who can call her with an unknown number is probably the only good father who was blocked by her.

She frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally answered the phone.

"Do you really think your wings are hard? You dare to block my phone!" Wen Shi was asked a bit angry from the other end of the phone.

Wen Huaishu's eyes were slightly cold: "If Mr. Wen called to ask for advice, he would walk slowly and not send him off."

Wen Shizheng was choked by Wen Huaishu's words and was stunned for a few seconds. How could his daughter look so stupid and easy to control?

His authority was provoked and was about to get angry, but he looked up but saw the hint of his wife beside him. Wen Shizheng suppressed his anger, adjusted his tone, and said, "Huaishu, how could you speak to your father like this? Dad was just heartbroken that his daughter blocked his father. Dad no longer cared about the beating of your bar that day..."

here we go again.

Wen Huaishu pinched his eyebrows a little annoyed, and did not listen to Wen Shizheng's nonsense at all.

When she was just taken to the Wen family from the countryside, Wen Shizheng was like this. She slapped her in the face and said a few good words without any pain and gave her a sweet date, and then she was so cool.

It’s a pity that she is no longer Wen Huaishu.

"Tell me what you have."

Wen Shizheng was still sensational, but suddenly heard Wen Huaishu interrupt him coldly, his face turned pale, but he suppressed the words he wanted to scold, and said calmly: "Actually it's nothing. You haven't come back in the past three years after you got married. Dad misses you. See if you have time this weekend and take Bo Yuxi back for a meal."

“Not available…”

"You don't have to refuse for now," Wen Shizheng was obviously unable to suppress his anger. "I know you have been looking for your mother's paintings, the one in the warehouse at home, as long as you can take Fu Yuxi back for dinner, you can take it away."

"..." Wen Huaishu gritted his teeth, "I understand."

This is not the first time Wen Shizheng has used it to threaten her with the painting of the mother in the Wen family’s warehouse.

No matter what, for the sake of her mother, she doesn't want to miss any opportunity.

However, Wen Shizheng asked her to take Fu Yuxi with her.
Chapter completed!