In October of the capital, the cool summer had faded, and the autumn was in full swing.
Everyone in the headquarters of the Yan family, which was located in the center of the top CBD in the capital, was very busy at the moment.
Wen Zhen had been waiting in the reception room of this office building for three hours.
Just when she thought that she would still not be able to see the main character today, a woman with short white hair knocked on the door and came in. "Miss Wen, President Yan will come to see you in ten minutes. You have five minutes to talk to him."
Wen Jue looked away from the window and gently touched the coffee in front of her. There was no sadness or joy on her face, only calmness and calmness. She nodded slightly and said, "Please tell me."
Tang Keyi was slightly stunned by Wen Ke's reaction.
After all, in order to meet President Yan, this gentle woman came to see him every day for half a month. She spent the whole morning waiting for him. Today, she finally saw President Yan, but she didn't expect him to be so calm.
Tang Keyi was a little surprised, but he didn't ask more. He turned around and left the reception room.
It was said that the president of the Yan Group, Yan Sihan, was at his most conservative time. Today, Wen Feng had witnessed it.
The secretary didn't go out many times. Just ten minutes later, Yan Sihan's tall and straight figure appeared at the door of the reception room.
Wen Xi looked up when she heard the voice.
The man was dressed in a black suit. The cut was exquisite and the texture was exquisite, which made him look even more slender and tall. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. He had straight eyebrows and a straight nose.
At this moment, a pair of deep and sharp eyes were staring at Wen Jue.
Their eyes met in an instant.
Wen Hong lowered her eyes, and there was a kind of indifference on her delicate little face.
She stood up, lowered her eyes, and nodded slightly. "Mr. Yan."
Yan Sihan turned his head and said something to the assistant beside him. The assistant left and closed the door.
For a time, there were only Wen Zhen and Yan Sihan in the large reception room.
The pressure was reduced a little.
Yan Sihan slowly walked to the sofa opposite to Wen Kun and sat down. His long and strong legs were crossed. His posture was lazy, but there was an unspeakable elegance and coldness.
The whole person gave people an elegant but restrained feeling.
This was not the first time that Yan Sihan had seen Wen Feng. The last time was three months ago. At that time, his mother brought Wen Feng home and arranged a marriage for him in the name of letting him go home for dinner.
In all fairness, women were outstanding and could even be said to be beautiful. Unfortunately, he, Yan Sihan, was not a good pervert.
He had long wanted to marry a woman.
Wen Xi sat back down and raised her head slightly. "Mr. Yan, have you agreed to my proposal?"
Yan Sihan calmly looked her up and down. His handsome face was indifferent and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. "Miss Wen, why don't you give me a reason to agree?"
Wen Xun lowered his eyebrows slightly. "Because I know my limits."
Yan Sihan looked down at his watch and said in a cold voice, "You still have three minutes."
Wen Xi understood that she could only give it her all at the moment. She sped up a little and said, "I know that Mr. Yan already has someone in his heart that he wants to marry, but because of Aunt Yan, he can't get what he wants. In fact, the reason why Aunt forced you to marry me was purely to fulfill the promise you made to my mother that year. In that case, we might as well get married first according to Aunt's wishes. A year later, after the divorce, according to personality, Aunt won't say anything more. After all, Aunt didn't violate her promise at that time. She wanted to marry the woman she liked after the divorce. Thinking about it, no mother didn't want her child to be with the person she liked and live a happy life."
Yan Sihan chuckled and said with a deep look in his eyes, "How could I know that you're not advancing by retreating? As the saying goes, it's easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away."
She was worried that after marrying him, he wouldn't easily divorce her.
Wen Feng had already thought of this. She took out a document from her bag and put it on the table. She gently pushed it to Yan Sihan and said, "This is a divorce agreement. Before we get married, we can sign a divorce agreement first. At that time, you won't worry about me refusing to leave because of the position of Young Madam of the Yan family."
Yan Sihan glanced at it casually. According to the divorce agreement, Wen Xiran was almost a virgin.
Yan Sihan's eyes were slightly stunned.
Wen Tao added, "If Mr. Yan is not satisfied with this divorce agreement, you can make it on your own. I will cooperate completely."
Yan Sihan didn't say anything. His deep, well-like eyes fell on her fair face.
After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "What do you want from me for this marriage?"
A year's agreement marriage and a year's worth of purity would be of little benefit to a woman.
"Money." Wen Tao spat out a single word.
A cold light flashed in Yan Si's eyes, but he didn't show it on his face.
There had never been a woman who bluntly raised the word "money" in front of him.
Wen Tao was the first one.
"After becoming Young Madam Yan, I can get a sum of money from the Yan family every month," said Wen Feng. "I really need this money."