The next day, the alarm clock rang.

Wen Xin couldn't get up. She got off work too late last night, took a shower, and was accused by the man of throwing clothes everywhere for an hour. She was so angry that she couldn't sleep, so she didn't fall asleep until around six o'clock.

Squinting his eyes, he picked up his elderly mobile phone and turned off the alarm clock.

He struggled to get up, sat on the bed, rubbed his messy head, put on his coat and walked outside.

She was going to wash up, but the bathroom door was closed. She glanced at the next door and saw that the door was closed.

Wen Xin thought that it was early and the man probably hadn't gotten up yet. She raised her hand and was about to turn the door lock when she heard a cough from inside.

"Ahem..."

She quickly retracted her hand and quickly entered the bedroom to change into clothes and wash up later.

Jun Mohan poked his head out of the bathroom, with a bath towel tied around his lower body and dripping water from his upper body.

He glanced at her open door, then ran towards the bedroom in three steps at a time.

What a coincidence, Wen Xin saw this scene right after he came out.

He turned his back to her, tied a bath towel, and entered the house with his upper body and half of his legs exposed.

Wen Xin burst out laughing for a moment, what a good guy, he ran so fast, I didn’t know what she thought she could do to him.

After washing up and walking out, Jun Mohan was already dressed seriously and sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper.

Holding the cup with one hand, he moved the cup closer and took a sip gently.

Wen Xin was about to dry the underwear she had changed last night on the balcony. As soon as she arrived at the balcony, she met those murderous eyes. She subconsciously put her underwear behind her and smiled coquettishly: "Sorry, I'll show off my clothes."

Jun Mo's cold voice came, "There is something I have to tell you. Although you and I have received the certificate and are considered husband and wife in name, we are not familiar with each other after all."

"When the time comes, you and I will eventually part ways. There are many things that are inappropriate for men and women to live together."

"So, it's best for us to show each other's intimate clothes in our own bedrooms."

"By the way, I have a mysophobia and don't like others touching my things. It's best to separate cups, dishes, chopsticks, etc. so that everyone can use them in their own way. What do you think?"

Wen Xin smiled softly and said, "I think what you said makes sense. I will do as you say."

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly grabbed her things and ran to her bedroom.

After drying the clothes, he came out again. The man at the table put down the newspaper seriously, patted the table opposite, and motioned for her to come over.

Wen Xin looked at him acting like an old leader, which was a little funny, but she didn't expose it, so she sat down obediently.

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

Jun Mohan raised his eyebrows and didn't care about her calling him uncle. He just said: "Let's talk!"

"Yeah! Okay."

"Where do you work?"

Warmth: "..."

Jun Mohan said, "As your nominal husband, I should have the right to know your work. First, let me talk about myself."

"The special assistant to the president of Tiancheng Group. Because he and the president are friends in person, we have a relatively good relationship. In addition, he recognizes my work and the salary he gives is not low, so I give him a part-time job as department manager."

Hearing what he said, Wen Xin nodded, "I know your relationship is not simple, that sissy..."

Realizing that she had said something wrong, she hurriedly changed her words, "The way Mr. Jun looks at you is extraordinary and enviable. He trusts you. I can certainly see that."

"It is also appropriate to give you a high salary."

"I know!"

After all, if someone takes care of you, you won't be willing to pay less.

Naturally, she didn't dare to say these words, but Jun Mohan heard the strangeness in her words.

Especially the word sissy made him confused.

"You said Sissy is Mr. Jun?"

Wen Xin didn't hide from him, looked at his more curly beard and said, "Aren't you a mother?"

"Look at the way he spoke yesterday, how cute he was, and the way he looked at you was ambiguous. Now I finally know why it is said that President Junda is not close to women?"

Jun Mohan asked curiously: "What's the reason?"

Wen Xin hooked up her hands, Jun Mohan came closer to her, and heard her whisper: "Mr. Jun likes men, especially your kind."

"Ahem!"

Jun Mohan didn't expect this strange reason. He choked on his saliva and his whole face turned red.

If he hadn't turned his back to her, she would definitely have seen the corner of his beard raised and the scar almost falling to the ground.

After Jun Mo Han coughed, he calmly pressed the scar's beard and turned around and said: "No, this is absolutely impossible."

"Mr. Jun doesn't like men. His sexual orientation is normal."

"Tch, don't fool me. I don't think it's embarrassing. You don't need to explain to me. I'm very open-minded."

After saying that, Wen Wen stood up, patted his shoulder and said: "Uncle, I'm going to buy breakfast. After eating, I have to go to work. Tomorrow is my month's rest time. I hope you can accompany me to buy furniture. After all,

The room is too empty."

"Wait a moment."

Jun Mohan stopped her and said, "You haven't told me your occupation yet."

Wen Xin's big eyes rolled, and then he smiled and said: "Actually, I am a white-collar worker, working as a clerk in a small private company called Red Star. My monthly salary is not high, only 3,000."

"Oh!" Jun Mohan didn't question it. After all, his grandma hadn't told him that his daughter-in-law had only graduated from high school.

"By the way, uncle, we have to work night shifts a few days a month, so we get off work at 12 o'clock. The company has allocated dormitories. It's dangerous to come back during the night shift. I hope you can let me stay there."

As soon as she said this, she regretted it because she saw Jun Mohan's obviously questioning eyes.

Sure enough, he asked: "Clerks are divided into morning and evening shifts?"

"Other companies don't know that we are divided into different shifts and have two days off a month."

"Oh! Let's do that! You tell me when it's night shift and I'll pick you up."

"Ah!" Wen Xin was trembling at the moment, but she couldn't refuse, so she said, "Thank you! I'll buy breakfast."

As soon as he heard about breakfast, Jun Mohan stood up immediately, "I won't eat at home today. I'll go to the company to order takeout and wait until you cook."

"Can you cook?"

Wen Xin nodded, "Yes."

"That's good. Get all the furniture ready tomorrow, and I'll have to worry about the food at home from now on."

"no problem."

Jun Mohan said, "I'm going to work then. See you in the evening."

Seeing him leaving as if he was running away, Wen Xin no longer felt like having breakfast. She cleaned the house and went out.


Chapter completed!