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Chapter 1000 Not Ex-Wife

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    Mark Tingchen's head was about to explode: "Stop, stop, stop! Please calm down and listen to me. That's right, I gave him money, because now we can only use money to solve the problem. It doesn't matter who copied who. We  What we need to do is to be wise and protect ourselves first, and then we can investigate slowly later. The breakthrough in this matter can only be in Xue Yang. He denied that he copied you, and we have no evidence.  What should I do? I know how to solve it, so don't make trouble, go get busy."

    Wen Yan hesitated to speak, she was very disapproving of Mark Tingchen's use of money to solve this matter.  There is almost no chance that her design draft is similar to Xue Yang's, so it can only be plagiarized by Xue Yang.  How the hell did that guy copy her?  Judging by Mark Tingchen's attitude, does this matter have nothing to do with An Shirley?  Who the hell did that?

    As if thinking of something again, Mark Tingchen reminded: "You, in the future, put away the unfinished design draft, so that no one will see it again. Even if you are from the same company, you have to be on guard, that way it won't be too late."  It's getting messy."

    Wen Yan argued: "It's not that I didn't put it away. I locked it in the desk drawer. I took Xiaotuanzi to the hospital that morning. I asked Tang Can to take a look at it for me, so I asked him to take it out for a while.  Besides Tang Can and your aunt, who else could have seen it?"

    Mark Tingchen's expression changed slightly when he heard the words: "You meanthe only time when Tang Can took out your design draft can be seen by anyone?"

    Wen Yan said affirmatively: "Yes, I'm sure! I can't copy Xue Yang, he can only copy me. As for how he got my design draft, I don't know, and I don't want you to waste money on it."  Money, if you don¡¯t want me to take care of me, just do it yourself, you can figure it out.¡±

    Mark Tingchen waved his hand and said nothing, Wen Yan could feel that he knew what was in his mind, and he didn't want to bother him with unnecessary words, so he turned and left the office.

    In the evening, Mo Tingchen drove back to Mu's house, as before, he stayed in the car for a long time before entering.

    He knew that when he stepped into this door today, it was another storm, and he had to face it.

    An Shirley has already prepared a sumptuous and delicious dinner in the kitchen: "Tingchen, go take a shower first, dinner will be served soon, hurry up, today is all your favorite dishes."

    Mark Tingchen didn't respond, and went upstairs in a depressed mood.  He has been thinking about how to speak. He has already cross-examined him before, and he feels that it is not An Xueli's fault, but according to what Wen Yan said, it seems to have something to do with her

    When she went downstairs to eat, An Shirley kept talking non-stop, talking about trivial matters at home. She had long been used to Mark Tingchen not responding, so she talked about herself and didn't notice his expression.

    Suddenly, Mark Tingchen interrupted her: "I've checked, only you and Tang Can have seen the design draft, I've already asked Tang Can, it wasn't him"

    An Xueli's face froze: "Youyou mean, I can only do it? Tingchen, think about it, why did I do that? I hate Wen Yan and want to drive her out of Mu  Mrs. Mu, but this is not good for Mrs. Mu. Even if there are two choices, do you think it is me? In your heart, I am not only inferior to Wen Yan, but also inferior to Tang Can, a real outsider? I am you  Birth mother, how far can I harm you?"

    If it's An Shirley, it's really unreasonable, but Mark Tingchen will not trust her easily, because she once lied to him.

    Mark Tingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the table in front of him, tapped his slender fingers lightly, without unnecessary movements, and was so quiet that it made people uneasy: "I want to believe you too, the facts are in front of me. If you did it, you would do it now  Admit it."

    If she admits, if she can guarantee that she will never do this kind of thing again, he can let her go, and it can be regarded as repaying the debt her adoptive mother once owed her.

    An Xueli bit her lip, as if trying to hold back her tears, her eyes were already red, and after a while she said tremblingly: "It's fine if others don't believe me, but you don't believe me either Yes, Wen Yan is your last  Dear woman, as long as it is what she says, you will believe it. I have been forced to be helpless for so many years and have not been by your side. It is not as good as Wen Yan. I admit it, but I have not done it. How can I admit it? I shouldn¡¯t  If you move her things, you shouldn't look at them so much"

    Mark Tingchen couldn't listen anymore: "Okay, that's it, I don't have an appetite, you can eat by yourself, I'll go out for a while."

    An Xueli hurriedly asked: "Are you coming back tonight?"

    He paused: "Busy, I won't be coming back."

    Seeing him leave without looking back, An Xueli's shoulders drooped, facing a table of delicacies, she lost interest in tasting them.

    The whole Mu's house was dead, and the servants only showed up after she yelled a few times, and usually avoided her, as if she was a plague god. This kind of loneliness was similar to when she was abroad. At that time,  she too??It's such a person Days are like years, every day is suffering, and there is no one to talk to

    Hearing the knock on the door, Xiaotuanzi rushed over and opened the door on tiptoe. When he saw Mark Tingchen, his clear eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile: "Father!"

    Mark Tingchen committed himself to hugging Xiaotuanzi: "Did you miss Dad? Have you eaten yet?"

    Xiaotuanzi pouted: "Of course I did. I haven't eaten yet. Mom and grandma are making it. I can already smell the fragrance."

    Wen Yan came out of the kitchen upon hearing the sound, and she was just helping Mama Liu, washing the vegetables and so on, and Mama Liu wouldn't let her do other tasks.  She wiped off the water stains on her hands on the apron: "Why did you come here suddenly?"

    Mark Tingchen stared at her for two seconds, and was caught off guard so sweetly that it made people panic: "I miss you."

    Wen Yan had goosebumps all over his body: "I see you every day at the company, are you finished? Okay, dinner will be served soon, and you probably haven't eaten yet."

    Only here can Mark Tingchen feel a moment of relaxation.  He smiled, hugged Xiaotuanzi and sat down on the sofa: "I'm not leaving tonight."

    Hearing what he said, Wen Yan thought subconsciously: "If you don't leave, you won't leavedon't say itfor fear that others won't know what you want to do"

    The smile in his eyes grew stronger: "What's on your mind? I'm just telling you that I won't leave tonight. The literal meaning is that your own thoughts are dirty."

    Wen Yan was amused by him and blushed for a while: "It's okay, you can accompany Xiaotuanzi, and there is some soup, let's eat when it's done."

    Both of them tacitly didn't mention plagiarism. Home is a place to relax, and talking about the company's troubles is to make yourself unhappy.  In the middle of the night, the two hugged each other on the bed, even if they did nothing, they could still feel inexplicable peace.

    Wen Yan couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he leaned into his arms and asked softly, "What are you thinking?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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