MTL - Entertainment Industry’s Gourmet Food Service-Chapter 131

Fan Lun took two drinks with a sports drink, but saw Mo Shaoqing wipe the sweat with a napkin, which she had never met before. Type, so she couldn't help but jokingly:

"Hey, mon, you really have no sweat!"

Mo Shaoqing listened, couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and smell it on the tip of his nose. Then he frowned and smelled...

Sure enough, he was sweating and he wanted to wash his face.

He just got up and Fan Lun laughed uncontrollably.

"Mon, you are really super... super cute! Hahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?" The person who spoke was the tallest white man in the crew, called Marion Turner.

Seeing the coming, Fan Lun condensed his look. "Nothing, just say the script."

Turner still doesn't know why he was so cold, he could only scratch his head, and he felt really stupid in the drama.

At the beginning, Turner always showed good to Fan Lun, but Fan Lun did not seem to appreciate it.

However, these are not related to Mo Shaoqing's affairs. He only wants to be able to shoot this movie quickly and well. God knows that he wants the two at home to be crazy.

*****

domestic

Chen Huixin sat in the living room, and the servants packed their bags.

The people she brought from her family have been driven away. Now the people here are all Yin Wanzhen's people, helping her to pack up and not letting go.

How is this going to happen? How did it develop into this look? How did she... actually lose?

She remembered that she had been looking for someone to sneak out Mo Shaoqing more than a month ago, 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 likes his grandson again, he would not let him recognize his ancestors, because he wants to face.

Yin Wanzhen’s wishful thinking was lost.

But that person not only did not shoot anything, but also made himself ugly on the spot. After returning, he couldn’t control the big thunder. He didn’t know which servant had a mouthful. The next day, Yin Wanxi knew.

Irritatedly fell the divorce agreement in front of her.

She knew that she was a chess piece for her aunt to monitor Yin Wanzhen. Her aunt could not give up her, so she told Chen Qian the first time, thinking that her aunt would help her, but she did not expect...

Chen Qian naturally has an abacus. In recent years, Yin Wanzhen’s reputation in the company has been rising day by day. His son is not arguing and can only rely on him. If he is divorced, it is not very good.

Moreover, he hasn't figured out any tricks for so many years. Chen Qian doesn't think he can do anything.

However, these years, my niece is a little big, always trying to take away the steward's right from her own, and has been with Yin Wanzhen for so many years, more or less favored the son of the monk, the two are also considered to be centrifugal.

However, she did not want to let her prostitute, let her agree to divorce and split the property under the name of Yin Wanzhen... They tortured each other and she was happy to see it.

However, Master Yin heard that this matter is very unpleasant. After all, their family is self-satisfied with the upper class, and divorce is always not good.

However, when he knew that he was a good servant, he personally called his niece to contact the president of Claire Group. He knew that Chen’s heart was already unfaithful, so he would not want to dig the wall.

It is no wonder that the ducks that flew in hand flew, and the Claire Group suddenly refused to cooperate with them. It is estimated that the daughter of Chen’s family had caused people to be unhappy.

So he defaults.

Chen Jia was not willing to go there, but he was dragged to the court. Finally, Chen Huixin agreed with Chen Qian.

Even if it is a divorce, Yin Wanzhen does not want to have a good time!

Yin Yiyi looked at her mother’s lost soul and comforted her: “Mom, let me go with you! Don’t be sad!”

She is already sixteen years old. She is not a little girl who is not sensible. Although she is very scared, she has long known that there will be such a day.

From the beginning of the note, the parents have been separated, and it is not normal for Dad to come back a few times a month. Although the mother does not care about her, but who is more close, it is obvious.

"No!" Chen Huixin suddenly became awake, yes, she still has a daughter.

Chen Huixin grabbed her daughter's shoulder: "You can't go, you stay!"

Yin Yiyi was scared. "Ah-mother, you are light."

Chen Huixin only loosened his hand and looked worried: "I'm sorry Yi Yi, does it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

The butler on the side interrupted the mother and son of the mother and daughter.

"Miss Chen, your luggage has been packed, please leave as soon as possible!"

"Miss Chen? Oh..." Chen Huixin sneered.

The title of Mrs. Yin... I didn’t expect her to enjoy only seventeen years...

Chen Huixin stood up and glanced at the luggage on the ground and was surprised.

Immediately anger: "What is going on? How can my bag be?" Only this.

Yes, it was sorted out for a long time, so many people only gave her three suitcases.

She is just jewelry, not just about it!

The housekeeper is also a good-tempered explanation: "Miss Chen, these jewelry are all things of Yin family, you are not qualified to take it!"

The implication is that it is not your own two days of wearing your own.

Chen Huixin was stunned. She married and did not bring any dowry. These clothes were bought here.

However, those jewels are worth a lot of money. Yin Wanzhen is not a stingy person. He has to take everything away from divorce. Even these jewelry are not given to her...

"I want to take it!" She won't let these things be left to the next hostess... not to mention the other person is likely to be a man.

When she thought of this, she was smug in her heart. Yin Laotou didn’t like her. She wanted to see if she was on the countertop of Miss Chen’s identity or a man’s identity.

"You don't want to take away one thing here!" Yin Wanqi slowly stepped from the outside.

"Yin Wanzhen, I haven't signed yet!"

The implication is that she is still Mrs. Yin.

"How do you think you still have the right to choose?" Yin Wanzhen looked at her calmly and told the truth.

Chen Huixin refused to bow and stalked: "If the property is divided, I am not satisfied, I will not sign it!"

"Property?" As if it was a funny word, Yin Wanxi laughed. "How much power did you have for this family in these years?"

“How many more money do you earn?”

"You can't afford Yinmou, I don't! Yes! Cai! Produce!" Yin Wanyi bite the last few words.

"Yin Wanhao!"

"Yin Guanjia!"

Both of them spoke at the same time.

“Yes!” The housekeeper took out a document and began reading: “The first is 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 the word one word at a time, but Chen Huixin heard an electric shock.

She is not reconciled: "What about your private house? You must have placed a lot of real estate outside! What are the consequences of transferring the property in marriage, you will not know?"

"I do have a house outside, but it has nothing to do with Miss Chen. It was what I had before I got married."

Chen Huixin did not think that her organization had calculated it. In the end, there was nothing at all. Is this impossible? How could Yin Wanzhen live in a private house in the suburbs for so many years?

"What about your salary?"

"Oh, yes, there is still salary..." Yin Wanzhen took a check with an understatement.

"There is 100,000 yuan on it, which is half of my total salary." After that, I threw the check on the table like a hairpin.

"No, no! How can you only have that little money!"

"I don't have the company's share dividend. After all, I don't have to be separated from the old man. Most of the money is not for you? How much money did you lose by playing mahjong? How many luxury items did you buy? Don't you remember?" Although Yin Wanzhen did not let her take away the precious jewellery, Chen Huixin's bags, perfumes and skin care products were all available to her.

"Yin Wanzhen, all this is your plan is right?" Chen Huixin is not a fool, the things she bought are worth a few dollars, Yin Wanxi has no money?

"Sorry, I only earned hundreds of thousands of small managers this year, but I really can't afford you, Missy!"

"Ah - no, no -"

Chen Huixin almost collapsed, youth, love, money, now she has nothing!

"Yin Wanzhen, you can't do this to me! I have a baby for you, and I have a big one, you can't do this to me!"

“Is it?” Yin Wanzhen sat on the sofa and put down the financial magazine that he was reading. I glanced at it, and there was no such thing as a screaming hysterical woman.

"I thought Yi's mother is Lin Ma!"

Chen Huixin’s face was stiff.

"I thought that you should see that Yi Yi did not look like me at all!"

"You... what do you say... What are you talking about?" Chen Huixin walked up and tried to fight with him.

"you--"

After all, Yin Wanzhen was a big man. He was very energetic. He frowned and pushed gently. Chen Huixin fell to the ground.

"I want to keep a little face for you and your daughter, so I didn't want to say it... Since I have already made it clear..."

Yin Wanhao rumored: "Give Miss Chen Jiaxiao also pack up the luggage!"

This is not to recognize the daughter's surname Yin!

Chen Huixin was completely panicked. She was not in a hurry, but her aunt did not help her. She originally wanted to die, but Yin Wanzhen had thousands of means to force her to sign. She originally wanted to rely on her daughter to make another sum. Yin’s dividend stocks for the children in the future can be quite a lot, but now it is not... This is not the Yin family, she knows!

When the lie is said more, it becomes true. Even she has forgotten that this daughter is not Yin Wanzhen...

She wants to justify herself, but she can't speak: "I am her... she..."

"Which daughter is Yi Yi, you should be clearer than I am."

"In these years, I have given you the identity of Yin Jia's two grandmothers, so that your mother and daughter can not eat and wear, it is also a benevolence!"

"No, no, Yiyi is your daughter, is... yours..." Chen Huixin climbed up to climb Yin Wanqi’s leg. "Hey... beg you, leave her, I sign. I will sign it now!"

Yin Wanzhen just reached out and easily opened Chen Huixin's hands.

Muttered: "This marriage was originally... is wrong, let everything go back to the place!"