Chapter 8

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Although Wen Hechen does not go to the company often, but usually when the company has important matters, the assistant will come to Mr. Wen's home with documents.

Wen Hechen had just finished talking to his assistant Xiao Zhou, who was packing up the documents and preparing to leave.

As a result, I heard Song Yunxi shouting directly at the door, calling her husband very affectionately.

Song Yunxi thought that Wen Hechen was the only one in the room, and the door was not completely closed, so Song Yunxi opened the door directly and came in.

After entering, I discovered that Wen Hechen was not the only one in the room.

Wen Hechen looked at him with a gloomy face, and Song Yunxi said quickly: "I knocked on the door, and when I saw that the door was not closed, I came in." After that, he looked for pants in the room: "Husband, where are your pants?

I agreed I washed it for you, but I always remember it."

Wen Hechen glanced at him, remember? Just remember to play games with my little brother.

This was the first time that Xiao Zhou met the rumored Song Yunxi. The news in the afternoon should be that everyone in the circle knew that this poor young master was expelled from the Song family.

But why did Song Yunxi not look sad at all, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Thinking about it, if he could always follow Mr. Wen, the Song family would not be worth mentioning. Xiao Zhou understood a little bit.

What if you just help Mr. Wen wash his pants? Normally when he was in contact with Mr. Wen, he would always pay attention to his eyes falling on Mr. Wen's legs for more than a few seconds, because this was Mr. Wen's taboo, but this Song Yunxi actually soiled Mr. Wen's pants. He didn't even get angry.

"You go back first." Wen Hechen called to the dazed assistant. His eyes fell on Song Yunxi for too long, and Assistant Zhou left quickly.

And Song Yunxi was still looking for pants all over the room and took off the quilt on the bed.

Wen Hechen: "Thrown it away."

Song Yunxi looked at him in disbelief: "Ah, I said I would wash it for you, why did you throw it away."

"Where did you throw it away?" Song Yunxi went to look in the trash can. The material of those pants looks very high-end and must be very expensive. It is a pity to throw them away like this. No matter how rich you are, you can't make them like this.

"Isn't it just a drop of saliva? I promise to wash the pants and make them smell good." Song Yunxi squatted on the ground and searched for the trash can.

"Song Yunxi, on the sofa." The veins on Wen Hechen's forehead were twitching. Song Yunxi really wanted to dig through the trash can. Also, it was a piece of saliva, not a drop.

"You should have told me earlier." Song Yunxi held the pants in her arms: "I'll wash them for you now, and I'll make sure they're clean. Just wait for me." Wen Hechen couldn't respond. Song Yunxi returned to the room, and then heard

herself throwing them on the sofa. Someone is talking on the cell phone.

Only then did he remember that the game was still on.

His teammates in duo queue are still looking for him.

"Why did you hang up suddenly?"

"Are you still there?"

"It's okay, even if you hang up, I can still help you win."

Song Yunxi quickly apologized to his teammates: "Sorry, something happened just now, I'm back."

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