513: C513 Subordinate's Wife

C513 Subordinate's Wife

Secretary: "It's a good thing!"

Yin Cai looked like he was saying, "You're still too young." "There's something called sugar in glass slag. It tastes bitter."

It was just a party message, but Mr. gave him a bonus. It showed how serious the matter between Mr. and Mrs. was this time.

"Right!" The secretary lowered his voice. His eyes were full of gossip and curiosity. He went up to Yin Cai and asked, "I heard that Director Fu and the president's wife... divorced. Really?"

"You, where did you hear that?" Yin Cai's face was full of fear, he almost said, "How did you know?"

The matter of Fu Sihan and Yan Wan signing the divorce agreement was only known because he often went to First-class Garden. Even Chiang Yan did not know about it, and the outside world was even more secretive. How could these people know about it?!

"I, I, I heard about it..." The secretary swallowed her saliva. She realized that she seemed to have found out some secrets about the wealthy families that could lose their jobs. "Special Assistant Yin, don't go and sue me in front of CEO Fu. I'm not the only one who knows about this!"

"And you're not the only one who knows?!" Yin Cai felt like the sky was about to collapse and he wanted to cry, "Who else knows?"

"Just... Just..."

"[Hurry up and say it!]"

"A lot of people know about it. "

... ""

The secretary had an expression that said, "Alright, I know I might die," and said, "I'm in charge of Director Fu's public relations and diplomatic work, so I naturally added a lot of people from the upper class to the group chat. Everyone in the group was talking about this. I thought everyone knew about this. Our Secret Room was still talking about it two days ago. What the heck, Brother Yin, are we finished?"

" Hey! "Yin Cai patted his secretary's shoulder. He felt that he was finished too.

The mister was probably still immersed in the fantasy of saying that no one knew that Yan Wanwan was going to divorce me and had already signed a divorce agreement with me, right?

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The car stopped in front of the mansion where the gala was held.

Zuo Jia helped Yan Wanwan out of the car. "I haven't told Mishko about you and Fu Sihan yet. I didn't call her to accompany you today to prevent the little girl from controlling her emotions."

Tong Tong was Yan Wanwan's assistant and there was no reason to say that a model could bring an assistant to such an occasion. In other words, Yan Wanwan only had herself to take care of herself today.

"Thank you, Sister Jia." Wanwan had not thought of how to tell Macy about her and Fu Sihan. It gave her a headache just thinking about it.

"Be careful in a while. You can go to a place with fewer people to rest when you meet important people. Call me if you need anything."

The models and managers had their own circles, and social gatherings were also separated.

Wanwan said one by one and entered the stage with Zuo Jia to take photos before separating.

The auction went on very quickly. There were not many items and the highest value were the limited works or exclusive works of the top designers in the fashion industry. It could be said that there was no market for them.

The end of the auction was the evening party. It was a social occasion for everyone.

The evening party carried the champagne and maintained the best posture. One after another, they met a few familiar faces. They simply greeted and didn't chat much.

She did not know if it was her misconception, but she felt that the way these people looked at her and the way they treated her was a little strange.

This feeling was quickly verified.

Wanwan happened to meet a regional director of a first-rate luxury brand. Before she was injured and resting, this director was contacting Zuo Jia with the intention of working with her.

But now, when Wanwan was chatting with the other party, the other party's attitude was cold and indifferent. There was even a trace of contempt and impatience.

In less than five minutes, the other party found an excuse to leave and turned to another model to join in the conversation.2

- - The conversations here were very rarely pure conversations. Most of them were precursors of a collaboration or failure.

Yan Wanwan was clearly the latter.

Wanwan felt a little disappointed that she had lost an opportunity. However, she was still in a good state of mind and did not take it to heart. She just felt that it was strange.

The auction was held in Imperial Capital and there were many models from the country present today. Yan Wanwan was the fiercest dark horse in this year and his position among the female models was not low.

However, Wanwan saw a few female models standing not far away and quietly pointing at her. One of them she even knew - Wang Yue.

Ever since the recording of Balsa Challenge, Wanwan and Wang Yue had never seen her again. Although the two of them were classmates from the same school, they had almost never interacted with each other.

Wang Yue had gained a lot of fame because of Balsa's Challenge. She was strong and professional. During this period of time, she had been growing very vigorously. Otherwise, she would not have been invited this time and had so many peers to interact with her.

After being discovered that Yan Wanwan was looking at them, Wang Yue smiled and waved at Wanwan. She very naturally greeted, "Wanwan, are you alone?"

Wanwan smiled politely and did not intend to go over.

She was not familiar with those people.

"Junior Yan, you are leaving just like that?" Wang Yue's companion did not plan to let Yan Wanwan go.

Wanwan frowned and keenly felt the hostility of the person who spoke. That kind of hidden and sinister hostility that only belonged to women.

"Hello." Wanwan remained calm and collected, "Do you have any advice?"

"Wanwan, they are also senior sisters who graduated from Sen Si's school. They are a few years older than us and have already graduated... Ah, you have also graduated. " Wang Yue only remembered halfway that Yan Wanwan, who was at the same level as her, was not only much stronger in the professional field. He even graduated before her.

"Yo, not only did she develop better than us senior sisters, she even graduated earlier than us. As expected of Yan Wanwan, so awesome!" Another short-haired female model echoed.

On the surface, she seemed to be complimenting him, but in fact, there was a strange tone to her words.

Wanwan glanced at Wang Yue without a trace. Wang Yue's words just now had deliberately raised the suspicion that these women were hostile towards her.

"Seniors, do as you wish. I still have some matters to attend to first." Wanwan was not interested in these people who only knew how to make trouble out of jealousy.

Due to her legs, Wanwan walked steadily and slowly. This way, she could hide that she had not fully recovered her right leg. When she heard someone mocking her in a low voice, "What are you so proud of? She's just a mistress!"

A mistress?

Wanwan's footsteps paused for a moment. She was not sure if she had misheard.

She found a place with fewer people to calm down.

The party had been going on for more than half of the night. It had already been three rounds of drinking.

After a while, Wanwan saw a middle-aged man with a Zhou face but a big belly walking towards her.

There was no lack of scum in any occasion, especially in this kind of cocktail party. It was common for rich people to touch the beautiful woman beside them after drinking.

Out of caution, Wanwan intended to leave. Just as she took a step forward, she was stopped by someone, "Miss Yan, please stop!"

His voice was not loud but it was also not small. The surrounding people all looked towards Yan Wanwan. When they saw the middle-aged man, they withdrew their gazes and pretended not to hear anything.

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