The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"No need, I can go." Yan Dantong has her pride, she has never been a cowardly woman, she can no longer be down on her own, and use Wen Zhifan to comfort her hurt heart.

"Don't force yourself." Wen Zhifan looked at her and shook his head helplessly.

"I didn't force myself." Yan Dantong shook his head and said, the better Zuo Yimeng treats her, the better he treats her. She is really afraid, afraid that she will not be able to leave gracefully when she is used to their kindness to her.

"You don't need to pretend to be strong." Wen Zhifan said, Yan Dantong stopped, Wen Zhifan came behind her, leaned into her ear and whispered: "It's not shameful for a woman to be weak, and tears don't mean you are weak and incompetent."

"Thank you." Yan Dantong smiled at Wen Zhifan and said, "I want to go to the bathroom by myself."

"Okay." Wen Zhifan nodded gracefully, Yan Dantong raised his eyebrows at his accommodating, staring at Wen Zhifan's gentle and handsome face, his turbulent mood gradually calmed down, she felt somewhat guilty towards him.

If you are not strong, you will show yourself as cowardly.

If possible, she doesn't want to be strong, she is a woman, and she wants others to protect her.

Yan Dantong endured the pain in her ankle and walked towards the bathroom. This time, she had the upper hand. She should have been happy, but Yan Dantong couldn't be happy at all. The word Sun Yu was like a thorn In her throat, she couldn't swallow or spit out, it was extremely uncomfortable.

Wen Zhifan watched Yan Dantong leave, and he stood there. Many daring daughters came to invite him to dance, but he politely and gracefully refused.

"Zhifan, can we have a chat?" Yan Changtuo's voice sounded behind Wen Zhifan.

Wen Zhifan was too familiar with this voice, without turning around, he asked sarcastically, "What can we talk about?"

"Talk about Ni Lehui." Yan Changtuo said bluntly.

Wen Zhifan sneered, turned around to look at Yan Changtuo, replaced the gentle face with an indifferent face, and his voice was no longer clear, a little cold. "What are you talking about her? How did you know each other? How did you fall in love? How did you get married? How did you get divorced because of your cheating?"

Wen Zhifan's cynicism made Yan Changtuo pale. His marriage to Ni Lehui was ruined by him.

"Zhifan, I know you are hostile to me because of her, but..."

"Please call me Mr. Wen, or Director Wen, or Young Master Wen, Zhifan is not your name, we are not that familiar." Wen Zhifan interrupted Yan Changtuo, if he made things difficult for others, he would never lose to anyone.

"Do you have to do this?" Yan Changtuo asked, he was a little injured.

"What's wrong with me? Do you think I've treated you too much? Yan Changtuo, did you forget all about our conversation before you and Le Hui got the certificate?" Wen Zhifan asked.

Yan Changtuo's face became even more ugly. How could he forget their conversation, he always remembered it in his heart, but, driven by some kind of greedy desire, Wen Zhifan's words seemed insignificant.

"If it wasn't for Le Hui to stop me, the Wen family would have swallowed the Yan family long ago." Wen Zhifan said coldly. When he heard the news of Yan Changtuo's divorce from Ni Lehui, Wen Zhifan was excited and calm. Not reconciled, if Ni Lehui didn't stop him, he really wanted to destroy Yan Changtuo.

"Lehui will stop you, it's because she loves me." Yan Changtuo raised the corners of his mouth and couldn't help laughing, he never denied that Ni Lehui loved him.

Wen Zhifan looked at Yan Changtuo and sneered. "You can have a thicker skin."