Mr.CEO, Please Sign the Divorce Agreement
Chapter 178: Find a way to get intimate with him

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Find a way to get intimate with him

Wen Han raised his eyes to look at Chen Huifang, the hostility in his gaze was something no one could ignore as he said:

"She’s Shaoyuan’s tutor and is already married. There’s no possibility between us, and my promise to Zhuo Qing won’t change. You don’t need to doubt anything. I just want to know, what are you planning to do with your return this time?"

Hearing Wen Han’s words, Chen Huifang’s expression softened a bit, and she even put on a smile:

"Actually, Zhuo Qing has already died, so realistically it’s unreasonable to ask you to remain single for life. After all, there’s still so much life ahead, and it’s not quite right for a grown man to stay single forever. I can understand that much, so..."

"You want money?" Wen Han interrupted her, his eyes cold: "How much?"

"Don’t put it so crudely. Even if Zhuo Qing is dead, I am still your mother-in-law. I know that you and your parents don’t want me to be involved with Shaoyuan anymore. I’m not clinging to your Wen Family either, but you promised Zhuo Qing to take care of me for life. If you can give me enough to live on for the rest of my life in one lump sum, I’ll cut off contact with your Wen Family. How about it?"

Wen Han began to undo the buttons on his military jacket as he spoke:

"How much is your so-called one-time enough?"

"Not much, fifty million, fifty million will be enough for me to live well."

Wen Han chuckled lightly and didn’t respond.

"Forty million, forty million, and I can barely make do. Any less is impossible."

Wen Han got up from the couch:

"I won’t go back on my word regarding Zhuo Qing, so stop thinking about these useless things. I won’t have you stay over tonight."

Upon saying this, he called the guard to send Chen Huifang to a nearby hotel to rest. Naturally, Chen Huifang was unwilling, but Wen Han didn’t pay her any further attention and went straight upstairs. Before long, it quieted down below.

——

Qin Nianwan sat in the back seat of the car, resting with her eyes closed, completely exhausted to the limit. The driver, Han Lu, glanced at her through the rearview mirror and said:

"You better not have that look on your face when you meet with President Huang later."

Qin Nianwan opened her eyes slightly and looked out the window: "How much more do we need?"

"My brother’s funding gap is a hundred million, and these past few days of gatherings haven’t brought in more than ten million. I don’t know what Chen Jie is doing or how she found out, but she’s suddenly keeping such a tight leash on you, making it very difficult to get out. Today was hard enough, so don’t let it fall through because of you."

Qin Nianwan’s life had been like this recently, constantly drinking with others, vomiting, then drinking some more and vomiting again. She wanted to put an end to this unbearable life, but then she thought of Xuanxuan and couldn’t bring herself to be so heartless. If she could truly be that ruthless, perhaps she wouldn’t be so exhausted now.

"Right, take a look at this document."

Han Lu took out a document from the passenger seat and handed it to Qin Nianwan:

"This is the information on Fu Shinian and Su Mu that I had someone investigate. It’s all here, very detailed. Once you read it, you’ll realize that some people are just born to be the female leads. There are always outstanding men around her. We already know about Fu Shinian and Wei Shaoqin, but there’s another man around her, Wen Han. Do you know who he is?"

"Why did you investigate this?"

"Of course, as a precaution," Han Lu glanced at her. "Now that my brother is in such need of money and you’re so useless, I, of course, need to look for a new breakthrough. My contact told me that there’s trouble between Fu Shinian and Su Mu, and it seems to be quite serious. They’ve nearly been separated for a month, and I think this is a good opportunity for you. Try to get close to Fu Shinian, and if you can manage to get pregnant, that would be even better."

Qin Nianwan frowned slightly:

"You..."

"What about me? Don’t say you don’t want to. Even if you and Fu Shinian are doomed to be impossible, any woman would want to throw herself at a man like that."

Qin Nianwan suppressed the anger in her heart, "Even if I do what you say, Song Zhengxian wants me to raise the money within half a month. How could I possibly get pregnant in half a month? It’s simply impossible."

"I heard that Fu Shinian is on a business trip alone. Do you want to go there?"

Qin Nianwan remained silent, looking at the documents in her hands, getting to know Wen Han mentioned by Han Lu, just as Han Lu had said, the men around Su Mu could be considered one better than the other. Recalling what Wei Shaoqin had done to her last time, Qin Nianwan’s hatred could no longer be contained.

Why should she get so much favor and affection without doing anything, while even with all her efforts, she only ends up scarred?

It’s unfair!

Perhaps instead of going to Hong Kong to seduce Fu Shinian, she could try another way that might be faster.

——

When Fu Shinian returned to the hotel after a meeting, it was already 11 p.m. He looked at the time, hesitating whether to call Su Mu, but finally decided against it, thinking she had probably gone to rest by this hour.

After a shower in the bathroom, and then dealing with some emails, Fu Shinian glanced at the time again, the hands were pointing to 1 a.m. He turned off his computer and went to bed.

The next morning at 6 a.m., his regular biological clock woke him up on time. He lay quietly for a while before getting out of bed to wash up. After running for an hour on the hotel’s treadmill, he took another shower, got dressed, and was ready to head to the hotel restaurant when the doorbell rang.

Walking over to the door, Fu Shinian found Song Yi standing at the entrance with an unnatural expression. Song Yi greeted him with a smile:

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Shinian gave him a cursory glance, "At this hour, shouldn’t you still be sleeping?"

Indeed, the schedule for the morning wasn’t as packed as the day before. There was only one meeting at ten o’clock, after which they would be flying to New York. The previous night, Fu Shinian had even mentioned he could afford to sleep a little later today, yet here he was, up so early.

Turning back into the room, Song Yi followed with a conflicted look, closing his eyes briefly. As the door closed behind him, Fu Shinian was already sitting on the living room sofa:

"Speak, what’s the matter?"

Standing still, Song Yi didn’t speak. He felt whether he spoke or not the outcome would be the same: death.

But Fu Shinian was not a very patient man, especially when it came to work. With Song Yi’s current demeanor, Fu Shinian guessed there might have been some mishap with work, almost forgetting for several days that there was such a matter lying between the two of them.

When he didn’t hear from Song Yi, Fu Shinian finally set his eyes on him, showing some signs of dissatisfaction, "Hmm?"

With clenched teeth, Song Yi finally spoke:

"The matter you asked me to investigate before, there are results now."