??Chapter 280: Chapter 152 Daughter
Chapter 280: Chapter 152 Daughter
Wen Yangzhi had a grave look on his face.
Was she flirting with Jiang Yingyu?
Yet her expression was relaxed, and Jiang Yingyu’s expression didn’t change much either.
Throughout the entire dinner, Yun Yuwan kept quiet.
On the contrary, Jiang Yingyu was absent-minded and stumbled over the threshold as he was leaving. He didn’t steady himself and barreled straight into Wen Yangzhi’s arms.
Wen Yangzhi knew Yun Yuwan was walking behind him, and thinking it was Yuwan who had stumbled, he quickly caught her.
So in front of everyone, they saw Wen Yangzhi, with his determined and cool expression, supporting Jiang Yingyu’s neck with one hand, and the other hand, which should have been at Yun Yuwan’s waist, ended up on Jiang Yingyu’s buttocks due to his height.
Zhu sisters: “?
Yun Yuwan: “…?”
Jiang Jianqing, who had just turned around: “?!!”
Jiang Yingyu’s buttocks:
……
An unfamiliar sensation increased.
Wen Yangzhi imdiately realized the height and weight were all wrong, and quickly let go. Jiang Yingyu’s face was sowhat strange, refusing to make eye contact: “Thank you.”
Wen Yangzhi’s gaze lingered only on Yun Yuwan, and with a casual nod of his head, he followed by her side.
They were unaware that their companions were utterly confounded.
After dinner, Yun Yuwan didn’t go ho but instead went to the main store of Chun Yuwan in Shanghai.
Wen Yangzhi escorted her to the main store before leaving.
The trophy for the first prize in the European Floral Art Championship sat in her office. The competition allowed each country to send one representative, and for that edition, the representative from China was Yun Yuwan, the founder of the Xinfeng Floral Art brand Chun Yuwan.
That year’s selection included table flowers, hand-tied bouquets, and body floral art, with the last sixteen country representatives remaining.
She defeated the other competitors and won the global floral art first prize of that edition.
Even amidst her own particularly challenging ti.
It was then that Chun Yuwan began to clearly ascend, thanks to circles, resources, connections, and recognition.
Upon leaving her office and going outside, she found that a foreign friend wanted to pay with foreign currency.
But it was Canadian dollars, which the staff mber did not know how to check.
She glanced at it and simply declined, smiling: “I’m sorry, but we don’t accept paper currency from other countries here.”
The staff mber found it strange because just a few days prior, the boss was still accepting foreign currencies and taught them to check Euros and US dollars.
After the person left, the staff mber asked.
Yun Yuwan, with an air of calm indifference, watching the departing custor: “Canadian dollars have a plastic feel, but the lettering should be raised. On that bill, the ‘Banque du Canada’ wasn’t raised, and there was no translucent frosted maple leaf outline on the note.”
The staff mber marveled: “You’re amazing, like you work at a bank.”
She smiled faintly.
At night, Wen Yangzhi sent her a ssage, asking if she would like to have dinner together.
Yun Yuwan replied that she wasn’t available.
To her surprise, after a while, soone delivered a hotel restaurant takeaway to her.
It was a substantial amount of food, dozens of dishes.
Shortly after, Wen Yangzhi arrived, bringing a bottle of wine with him.
It was white wine, no need to let it breathe, ready to drink upon opening.
As he was opening the bottle, eyes lowered to watch the cork being twisted out by the opener, he seed to say casually:
“Do you like watching
get drunk?”
She watched the man’s profile by the island counter and asked without skipping a beat:
“I used to, so did you bring a bottle of wine today, voluntarily putting aside your pride in front of , just because I enjoy watching you lose control?”
He didn’t speak, just took a wine glass, poured the pale golden liquid into it, and then asked, “Do you like it?”
She crossed her legs and looked over the docunt from Spring Yun Yuwan, “You don’t need to embarrass yourself like this to compensate. I was young and made a fool of myself back then. How old are you now?”
His pouring paused slightly.
She didn’t even look up at him, just said indifferently, “I know you are eager now, but I don’t want to take on too much responsibility. Otherwise, if I’m not with you, you’ll look back and be filled with regret and complaints.”
He extinguished the cigarette she had left on the ashtray, “I’d rather regret what I’ve done than regret what I haven’t.”
She smiled.
Midway through the al, Wen Yangzhi was already a bit tipsy.
Yun Yuwan sat across from him and suddenly asked the him, whose eyes were already hazy:
“Wen Yangzhi, do you think my son is handso?”
He thought she was seeking praise, after all, Yun Yuwan used to love hearing complints. His voice was gentle and slow, “Handso.”
She raised her eyelids slightly to glance at him, then asked again, “Cute?”
His voice was slow, indulgent like coddling a child, “Cute.”
After a mont, she suddenly said, “I also have a daughter.”
He leaned back in his chair with laughter in his eyes, asking her, “What is it this ti? Another otter?”
She didn’t answer, her face already mature and lazily seductive, smiles and frowns leaving traces like the wind had passed by.
After taking another sip of wine, she swirled the liquid in the glass and asked him:
“Do you want to know what I told Jiang Yingyu yesterday?”
Though he was tipsy, he affird, “Of course.”
She continued picking her food nonchalantly, “I told him that two months after we broke up, I discovered I was pregnant.”
Wen Yangzhi downed his drink in one gulp. He hadn’t expected it, really hadn’t, his voice hoarse, “His?”
She looked up indifferently, her eyes eting his, “Yours.”
In an office with only two people, ti seed to hit the pause button.
Why had she changed so much, even her temperant, face, and figure had significantly altered, her approach to things completely turned upside down, no longer seeking to be the center of attention like soone with NPD, remaining calm and intentionally keeping a low profile, more mature in her speech and actions.
Her behaviors, many of which she wouldn’t have done before, carried a faint trace of resentnt, perhaps because he truly was absent during important periods of her life, she bore it alone and couldn’t let go.
The resentnt she held toward him since her return finally had a reasonable explanation, and it wasn’t just because he once didn’t want to get married.
In the twists and turns, he seed to finally stumble toward the correct answer, all the speculations and verifications were not false.
Wen Yangzhi’s breathing seed suddenly constricted, unable to take deep breaths, afraid to disturb the dream-like mont with anything more than shallow breaths.
Yun Yuwan sat in front of him but felt as though she was separated by a misty barrier, unreachable, creating a sensation of sitting still while the world spun, her figure in his vision sotis larger, sotis smaller, sotis closer, sotis farther.
Clearly, she was sitting there, still eating as before.
When he finally spoke, he doubted his own voice would tremble, “Yuwan.”
“Hmm,” she was as calm as if she hadn’t just dropped this explosive news.
He still couldn’t believe it, “Is it true?”
She brushed it off, “It could be false.”
He heard his voice as if from afar, “We have a daughter?”
She was just nonchalant, “I have a daughter.”
Wen Yangzhi’s voice was very cautious, “May I see the daughter?”
“That’s your choice,” she replied.
He seed to struggle with every word, “What’s the child’s na?”
She finally looked straight at him, “Yun Qing.”
Hoping the weight of a fifty-thousand-kilogram cloud no longer presses heavily on the shoulders, not to bear too much like her mother did.
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