My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Chapter 209 Preemptive Strike

"Hurry up and eat the noodles. If you don't move your chopsticks, they will get clumped up." Bu Yufan urged her.

"What do you want to do?" Wen Lan raised her eyebrows and asked him playfully. "Why are you rushing me?"

"Ah..." He sighed. "You always give me a chance and ask me what I want to do. Of course I have to answer, I want to do..." Bu Yufan deliberately dragged his feet.

"Me?" Wen Lan continued.

"My dirtygirl." He pulled her into his arms.

"I'm warning you, just try touching me, just try getting curry on my face. Eat your noodles and go brush your teeth!" she said coquettishly.

"Let's go together! Now! Otherwise we won't have enough time." He stood up and carried her like a princess.

"I want to eat noodles!" She flapped her legs in his arms, resisting in vain.

"I'll give you another chance. Do you want to eat noodles or me?" He condescended to the level of beef noodle and let her choose.

"Of course I'm going to eat you..." Wen Lan said hesitantly, "...the noodles from the hotel!"

"Ha, you little rascal." He didn't care whether she had brushed her teeth or wiped her mouth, he just gave her a curry-flavored kiss first.

"Come here, take a hot shower with me." He held Wen Lan in one hand, his arm muscles bulging, and turned on the overhead shower.

"You know what, the brands of bathroom fixtures we use at IELTS are really high-end. So comfortable!"

A light mist of rain fell on them, and her clothes were taken off by him in an instant.

"Wife, turn your back. I'll let you try the macho show that you want the most, okay?" Bu Yufan hooked her soul and gave her a lustful kiss behind her ear.

Wen Lan's hands stroked the strong muscles on his arms, and her fingers moved up and down along the blue veins.

"Is it really fierce?" She put her arms around his neck, stood on his feet, stood on tiptoe, and rubbed noses with his.

"I'll do my homework." He grabbed her shoulders and asked her to turn around. This action was not gentle, and even a little violent.

"Will you sway around like that?" Wen Lan wanted to laugh when she thought of the erotic dance. She was on the verge of breaking up.

"Don't move, my dirty girl, be good." His hands first covered her, fixed her, and then fit with her.

"I can almost sing that song." He hummed in her ear.

Wen Lan closed her eyes. Behind her, he was rubbing her ears and performing the macho show that she wanted to try.

"Honey, you are so good at twisting! Yeah, that's it!"

"I've twisted it twice. Has the novelty worn off?"

"Compared to the novelty, I still prefer your muscles. It's so handsome when you use your strength and fill it with blood like this!"

He took her out, wrapped the towel around her, and picked her up again.

"There's still an hour left. I'll let you go at 9:!" He threw her on the bed and covered her.

"What a domineering man! He doesn't even give me time to put on my makeup?"

"Makeup?" He smiled mischievously, "I'll help you put on makeup right now, and make sure you look fair and rosy, okay?"

"Can you be any worse?"

"Of course!" He unwrapped her bath towel. "Isn't this the inspiration?"

So, more than an hour later, Wen Lan got out of his bed barefoot, hastily put on a bathrobe.

"It's all your fault. There's still ten minutes left and I haven't gotten dressed yet." She stumbled to the bathroom.

The figure in the mirror had a ruddy complexion and was indeed very bright. However, her hair had been tossed back and forth by Bu Yufan, so there was no layer or hairstyle left.

She thought about what happened just now and couldn't get angry, so she had to gather her hair together and used the champagne-colored flower-beaded hairpin she bought at the night market to tie a bun for herself.

Fortunately, she has a lot of hair, and she has had it cut into layers and permed several times. She tied it up casually, and her bangs naturally modified her forehead and cheeks.

In addition, this is an island country with a strong holiday atmosphere, so it is appropriate for her to dress like this to host the company's middle and senior management meetings.

After washing up quickly, she rushed to the closet without even having time to apply sunscreen.

Bu Yufan had already chosen clothes for her and was waiting there.

"Mrs. Bu, you are so beautiful!" He took off her nightgown, first presented her with a set of pure white satin underwear, and kissed her shoulders.

Then he handed her a white suspender dress from Valentino and helped her put it on.

"It fits perfectly!" he was quite proud. It was exactly her size.

"This skirt and the suit you wore last night?" Wen Lan stroked the large white three-dimensional carvings on the shoulder straps and turned around in front of the mirror.

"It's a series." Bu Yufan explained, patting her butt. "Hurry up, the shuttle is waiting for you at the door, I'll be there soon."

Wen Lan quickly picked up her cell phone, held her notebook and rushed out of the lake view villa.

While sitting on the shuttle bus, she applied a layer of Dior lip gloss on herself. The large blue-purple sequins refracted the light, making her entire face look translucent and moisturized.

At ten o'clock, Wen Lan appeared in the conference room on time, and she sat down in the C position very relaxedly.

"Ms. Wen, your Tahitian vanilla latte is very hot." The secretary brought the coffee promptly and emphasized the heat.

When Wen Lan heard the familiar voice, she smiled and looked up. It was indeed Zheng Xiaorou.

"Sister Wen Lan, I arrived on the night flight last night. The president transferred me to the Cultural Tourism Department to be your assistant."

Xiaorou covered her face with one hand, moved closer to Wen Lan and whispered to her.

"Ms. Wen, I saw you and the CEO of Kegley at Kegley's banquet last night. I didn't come over to say hello because I didn't want to disturb your business talks."

Du Ailun had just taken his seat and was busy explaining to Wen Lan.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a social event. Mr. Du, a few days ago I mentioned building a pier to hold a show, why has no one given me a project plan yet?"

Wen Lan didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

"Well, Miss Wen..." Du Ailun didn't expect her to be so direct without any transition.

"What?" Wen Lan played dumb.

How could she not know Du Ailun's idea? He just wanted to delay IELTS's progress before Xie Peng made the final decision.

"This project is not a small matter. It involves many aspects and the situation is quite complicated."

"Then you can briefly explain the aspects involved. Coordinate those that can be coordinated, and solve those that cannot be solved." Wen Lan was not intimidated by his words.

Du Ailun looked very disapproving and made a shaking head expression.

"Ms. Wen, to be honest, Kegley and our Yasi seem to be interested in using the sea view to build a singing and dancing show. Do we really want to compete with Kegley?"

"General Manager Du, colleagues, why is our IELTS's operating philosophy exactly the same as Kegley's? Everyone here should reflect on whether they said something they shouldn't have said when they shouldn't have said the truth?"

Wen Lan slammed the Dior lip gloss in her hand on the table, but leaned back in the chair lazily.

"This is also one of the important topics of my emergency internal meeting. I advise everyone to respect their own behavior."

Her eyes deliberately passed over Du Ailun and looked around at everyone at the conference table.