Fan Lun took two sips of the sports drink, but saw Mo Shaoqing wiping off his sweat with a napkin. This was a type she had never gotten along with before, so she couldn't help joking:
"Hey, Mon, you really don't smell like sweat at all!"
After hearing this, Mo Shaoqing couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it, then frowned, there was a smell...
Sure enough, he was covered in sweat, and he wanted to wash his face.
As soon as he stood up, Fan Lun laughed uncontrollably.
"Mon, you are so... super cute! Hahahaha!"
"What are you laughing at?" The person who spoke was Marion Turner, the tallest white man in the crew.
Seeing the person coming, Fan Lun restrained his expression, "It's nothing, just talk about the script."
Turner didn't know why he received the cold reception, so he could only scratch his head, feeling a bit silly in the play.
At the beginning, Turner showed his favor to Fan Lun frequently, but Fan Lun didn't seem to appreciate it.
But these are not about Mo Shaoqing's business, he just wants to make this movie quickly and well, God knows, he thinks those two in his family are already crazy.
*****
domestic
Chen Huixin sat in the living room in a daze, letting the servants pack their luggage.
The people she brought from her natal family have been driven away, and now the people here are all Yin Wanjun's people, helping her clean up without any fuss.
How could things be like this? How did it develop into this appearance? Why... did she lose
She remembered that more than a month ago, she had asked someone to secretly photograph Mo Shaoqing, trying to find some black material to discredit him in front of the people of the whole country, so that even if the old man liked his grandson no matter how much he liked his grandson, he would not let him recognize his ancestors, because he wanted face.
Yin Wanjun's wishful thinking came to nothing.
But that person not only didn't capture anything, but also made himself a fool on the spot. After he came back, he couldn't control his rage. I don't know which servant was talking too much, but Yin Wanjun knew it the next day.
Angrily, he threw the divorce agreement in front of her.
She knew that she was a pawn used by her aunt to monitor Yin Wanjun, and her aunt could not give up on her, so she told Chen Qian immediately, thinking that her aunt would help her, but she didn't expect...
Chen Qian naturally had a calculation in her heart. In recent years, Yin Wanjun's reputation in the company has been rising day by day, and her son is not up to date, so she can only rely on him. If he divorces, it will not sound good to some extent.
Moreover, he hasn't figured out any tricks for so many years, and Chen Qian doesn't think he can achieve anything.
But these years, my niece has become a little bit big-hearted, always trying to take away the housekeeper's right from me, and after spending so many years with Yin Wanjun, she more or less favors that bitch's son, and the two of them can be regarded as divorced.
But she couldn't leave her niece alone, so she asked her to agree to the divorce and at the same time divide the property under Yin Wanjun's name... torture each other, she was happy to see the result.
On the contrary, Mr. Yin was very displeased when he heard about this incident. After all, their family prides themselves on being upper class, and divorce is always unattractive.
But when he knew that his good daughter-in-law had secretly asked his niece to contact the president of the Claire Group, he knew that the Chen family was already unfaithful, and he didn't want such a daughter-in-law who poached her...
No wonder the ducks they got flew away. The Claire Group suddenly didn't want to cooperate with them. It was probably the daughter of the Chen family who made them unhappy.
So he acquiesced.
The Chen family refused again, procrastinating and almost going to court, and finally Chen Huixin agreed according to Chen Qian's wishes.
Even if it's a divorce, Yin Wanjun won't be able to live a happy life!
Yin Yiyi looked at his mother's distraught look, and comforted her: "Mom, I'll go with you! Don't be sad!"
She was sixteen years old, not an ignorant little girl, although she was very scared, she knew that such a day would come.
As far back as I can remember, my parents have been living apart, and my father comes back a few times a month and that's all. This is very abnormal. Although her mother didn't care much about her, it was obvious who she was closer to.
"No!" Chen Huixin suddenly woke up, yes, she still has a daughter.
Chen Huixin grabbed her daughter's shoulders: "You can't go, you stay!"
Yin Yiyi was frightened, "Ah-Mom, take it easy."
Only then did Chen Huixin let go of her hand, and said with concern on her face, "I'm sorry Yi Yi, does it hurt?"
"fine."
The butler at the side interrupted the mother-daughter filial piety.
"Miss Chen, your luggage has been packed, please leave as soon as possible!"
"Miss Chen? Huh..." Chen Huixin sneered.
The title of Mrs. Yin... I didn't expect that she only enjoyed it for seventeen years...
Chen Huixin stood up and glanced at the luggage on the ground and was surprised.
Then he was furious: "What's going on? What happened to my luggage?" That's all.
That's right, after tidying up for a long time, so many people only gave her three suitcases.
She is more than just jewelry!
The butler also explained in a good-tempered manner: "Miss Chen, these jewels belong to the Yin family, and you are not qualified to take them away!"
The implication is that if you wear something for two days, it is your own.
Chen Huixin was choked up, she didn't bring any dowry when she married, and all these clothes were bought here.
But those jewels are very valuable, Yin Wanjun is not a stingy person, even if they get divorced, they will take everything away. Not even giving her the jewelry...
"I want to take it!" She will not let these things be left to the next hostess... What's more, the other party is likely to be a man.
Thinking of this, she felt proud for a while, old man Yin didn't like her, she would like to see whether it was the identity of Miss Chen's who was put on the stage, or the identity of a male daughter-in-law.
"You don't even want to take a single thing from here!" Yin Wanjun slowly walked in from outside.
"Yin Wanjun, I haven't signed yet!"
The implication is that she is still Mrs. Yin.
"Why do you think you still have the right to choose?" Yin Wanjun looked at her calmly, telling the truth.
Chen Huixin refused to bow her head, and said, "If I am not satisfied with the division of property, I will not sign it!"
"Property?" Yin Wanjun laughed out loud as if it was a funny word, "Have you done anything for this family these years?"
"And how many dollars did you earn?"
"You think highly of Yin, I don't! Yes! Wealth! Property!" Yin Wanjun bit the last few words hard.
"Yin Wanjun!"
"Butler Yin!"
The two spoke at the same time.
"Yes!" The housekeeper took out a document and began to read: "First of all, this house... This is the house under the name of Mr. Yin Fu. The car is also owned by the Yin Group..."
The housekeeper explained word by word, but to Chen Huixin's ears it sounded like an electric shock.
She was not reconciled: "What about your private house? You must have bought a lot of real estate outside! You don't know the consequences of transferring marital property, do you?"
"I do have a house outside, but it has nothing to do with Ms. Chen. It was owned by me before marriage."
Chen Huixin didn't expect that she had exhausted her tricks and ended up with nothing. Is this impossible? How could it be possible for Yin Wanjun to only live in a private house in the suburbs for so many years
"What about your salary?"
"Oh, by the way, there is still salary..." Yin Wanjun took out a check casually.
"There is one hundred thousand yuan on it, which is half of my total salary." After speaking, he threw the check on the table like sending a beggar.
"No, no, it's impossible! How could you only have that little money!"
"I don't have a share bonus from the company. After all, I am not favored by the old man and the family is not separated. Didn't you give most of the money to you? How much money did you lose playing mahjong? How many luxury items did you buy? Don't you remember?" Although Yin Wanjun didn't let her take away those precious jewellery, Chen Huixin gave her all the bags, perfume, and skin care products she bought.
"Yin Wanjun, all of this was planned by you, right!" Chen Huixin is not a fool, the things she bought are only worth a few dollars, and Yin Wanjun has no money
"Sorry, my little manager who only earns a few hundred thousand this year really can't afford you, a lady!"
"Ah—no, you can't—"
Chen Huixin almost collapsed, youth, love, money, now she has nothing!
"Yin Wanjun, you can't do this to me! I will bear children for you and bring up Yi, you can't do this to me!"
"Really?" Yin Wanjun sat on the sofa and put down the financial magazine he was reading. Taking a look, I saw this hysterical woman who had no demeanor at all in front of me.
"I thought Yiyi's mother was Lin's mother!"
Chen Huixin's face froze.
"I thought you should be able to see that Yi Yi doesn't look like me at all!"
"You... what are you talking about... what nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Huixin staggered forward, trying to fight him desperately.
"you-"
After all, Yin Wanjun was a big man with great strength. He frowned, and with a slight push, Chen Huixin fell to the ground unsteadily.
"I want to save some face for you and your daughter, so I didn't want to say it... Now that I have made it clear..."
Yin Wanjun ordered loudly: "Pack your luggage for Miss Chen's family too!"
This means that the daughter's surname is not recognized as Yin!
Chen Huixin panicked completely. She was not in a hurry at first, but her aunt stopped helping her. She originally wanted to hang on and not leave, but Yin Wanjun had thousands of ways to force her to sign. She originally wanted to rely on her daughter to make another fortune. The Yin family will give the children a lot of dividend stocks in the future, but now it is not possible... This is not a child of the Yin family, she knows!
If she tells too many lies, it becomes true. Even she herself forgot that this daughter is not Yin Wanjun's...
She wanted to defend herself, but she couldn't speak: "Yiyi she...she..."
"Whose daughter is Yi Yi, you should know better than me."
"These years, I have given you the status of the second youngest mistress of the Yin family, so that you and your mother and daughter can live comfortably, which is considered as the utmost kindness!"
"No, no, no, Yiyi is your daughter, it's... yours..." Chen Huixin climbed forward and grabbed Yin Wanjun's leg, "Woo... Please, please keep her, I will sign it and I will sign it right away !"
Yin Wanjun just stretched out his hand and easily separated Chen Huixin's hands.
He murmured: "This marriage was originally... wrong, let everything return to its original place now!"