Chapter 150: Chapter 86 Endure Hardship and Toil Chapter 150: Chapter 86 Endure Hardship and Toil She laughed so hard she couldn’t suppress the corners of her mouth and softly chided, “Wen Yangzhi, how can you be like this now?”
“What am I doing?” His handso face remained expressionless.
“Aren’t you usually stubborn?” she responded, both sweetly and shyly, “Why suddenly so smooth-talking?”
He didn’t say much, his voice cold, “I really miss you.”
His voice was devoid of emotion; Yun Yuwan even imagined him flirting with her with a poker face.
But he really did miss her.
Yun Yuwan was so embarrassed she feared her phone’s sound would be overheard, and she said hesitantly, “I know, don’t say it anymore.”
Yet she secretly rejoiced.
Wen Yangzhi missed her.
Wen Yangzhi would miss her.
Holding the phone, she whispered, “I miss you too.”
Yun Yuwan’s voice, sweet and soft, filtered through the phone to his ear, barely alleviating the persistent nagging feeling of longing, akin to ants crawling over him.
Yet he was unflustered, reminding her flatly, “Co ho for dinner tonight.”
“Okay.” She was overjoyed and unconsciously started fiddling with the leaves of a plant in front of her.
Wen Yangzhi suddenly brought up sothing unrelated, “Rember to wear a skirt.”
Her mind filled with question marks, “Why wear a skirt?”
His cold, slender hands rested on the railing, flicking a lighter against the wooden barrier. Directly across, in the viewers’ gallery, the formal award ceremony took place, covered by nurous mainstream dia, with distinguished middle-aged individuals presenting a facade of harmony and friendliness.
Yet, he managed to say sothing utterly inappropriate:
“I want to touch.”
She instantly rembered how last ti, blatantly while the whole family was around, he had reached under the table and stroked her thigh through her skirt.
Yun Yuwan retorted with disdain, “Ew…You’re so perverted, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
He casually remarked, “If you think this is perverted, you’re in for a tough ti ahead.”
“What tough ti?” she inquired.
Wen Yangzhi tucked his other hand into his trouser pocket, “We have a lot of ti, you’ll see.”
She huffed softly, yet tacitly accepting, “Whatever.”
Wen Yangzhi’s gaze lowered, a faint smile on his lips but his voice still as tranquil as still water, “I’ll co and get you later.”
Her smile never left her face.
Wen Yangzhi hung up the phone, then sent a ssage: “I’ll be back by 5 PM.”
It’s 4:30 PM now, she had just enough ti to hurry ho.
Yun Yuwan sent him a ssage: “just do it.”
But she didn’t realize,
she missed one letter.
What Wen Yangzhi received was:
just do i
Upstairs at the award ceremony, Wen Yangzhi’s normally calm brows slowly furrowed as he stared intently at the ssage she sent.
just
do i
Yun Yuwan was becoming bolder.
Half an hour later, Yun Yuwan was already ho and had changed into a skirt.
Seeing Wen Yangzhi return ho, Yun Yuwan deliberately stayed upstairs, watching him.
As Wen Yangzhi ascended the stairs, she ran into her room.
Wen Yangzhi, while climbing the stairs, began removing his watch, his long cold fingers weaving through the leather strap, unbuckling and pulling it off, and pushed the door open, “What, don’t you recognize after four hours?”
Yun Yuwan stood by the bed, dramatically shrinking her shoulders, “I’ve always been timid, afraid to rush up and passionately kiss the man I like.”
Timid.
Wen Yangzhi laughed at her speechlessness, tossed the watch on the table, walked over, and cupped her cheeks in his warm hands. Her embrace around his neck felt like an intense breeze, all breathed in his bold and crisp scent.
He directly lifted her, tossing her onto the bed, withdrew a silk scarf, beneath it faint red marks she had made—faint but visible close up. He threw his coat on the floor and pressed down on her, his hot breath instantly engulfing her, one hand reaching for her thigh.
Yun Yuwan was utterly shocked, “Why do you co straight ho and do this?”
Wen Yangzhi, devoid of any expressive waves, categorically stated, “Didn’t you tell to co?”
“When did I tell you to co?” Yun Yuwan was even more shocked.
Even if she was eager, she wouldn’t have let him co as soon as she got ho.
Wen Yangzhi’s frost-white nose, placed so sharply and sensually low, made her desire his closeness, his lightly pink thin lips moved slightly:
“You sent the ssage yourself.”
“What ssage did I send you?” She truly was confused.
He took out his phone from his pocket, tapped a few tis with his elongated fingers, handed her the phone, and held her hand, letting her see, “Nannan, take a look for yourself.”
Yun Yuwan looked down at the screen, and upon close inspection,
realized the intended just do it had one letter missing.
It had beco just do i.
Yun Yuwan’s pupils dilated, staring at the close Wen Yangzhi, “No, I ant to send just do it.”
Wen Yangzhi, indifferent, embraced her waist from behind, his chin resting on her delicate white shoulder, “It’s all the sa.”
Yun Yuwan puzzled, “What do you an ‘It’s all the sa’?”
Wen Yangzhi, wrapping her hands, through her fingers turned off the screen, pulled out the phone, and placed it on the bedside table, “Even if you hadn’t sent it, I was planning to do this anyway.”
She murmured back, “Why?”
He clarified, “I just said I missed you.”
Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but challenge his brazen logic, “Just because you miss soone, you must do sothing about it?”
He, unrepentant, retorted, “If you miss them, why wouldn’t you do sothing?”
Yun Yuwan found herself enveloped in his embrace, unable to pull away, “What kind of logic is that?”
He unfastened the clasp behind her with one hand, pinching both sides together, “The logic that the delicate girl must learn hardship, hoping one day you’ll beco resilient.”
She covered her chest with her hands, tried to lean to the side, but Wen Yangzhi firmly held her waist, “I don’t want to talk to you anymore; you’re so freakish.”
“There’s still half an hour left.” He simply reminded her rcilessly.
The late-returning birds chirped outside the window, perching in pairs on the branches, nuzzling their heads against each other. Their wings brushed against each other’s backs, feathers intertwining.
Half past five.
Yun Yuwan sat on the edge of the bed, sowhat dazed, her voice soft and tender, her cheeks flushed with color, “I just rembered sothing.”
Wen Yangzhi ignored her, getting off the bed directly.
She worried, “How are we going to manage when it’s ti for the ancestor worship?”
He picked up the long dress he had thrown off the bed, utterly unmoved, “What, should we let our ancestors watch too?”
Her face flared up, “No… not let the ancestors watch… What did you tell them about during the worship?”
Unexpectedly, Wen Yangzhi was completely indifferent, “Just act as if it never happened.”
She couldn’t help but worry, “How can we act as if it never happened, that’s not how things are done.”
He spoke nonsense with a flat expression, his dense eyelashes drooping, “One day I’ll take you to the altar, and you can tell our ancestors I’ve changed my mind; seeing you just unleashes my beastly nature, and I can’t resist you.”
She rembered how solemn and indifferent he was during the ancestor worship, utterly serious as if he was devoid of emotions, exuding the aura of soone who straddled both legal and underworld authority. He seed like soone not to be trifled with.
And now he was completely a different person.
Feeling both shy and timid, she murmured a soft complaint, “Wen Yangzhi is crazy.”
He didn’t even look at her, “Wen Yangzhi is not crazy.”
She challenged, standing her ground, “Then what is it?”
He was emotionless as he put on his shirt, “Wen Yangzhi loves you.”
She couldn’t hold back a laugh and buried her face in the pillow, her words muffled, “Why are you like this?”
He ca over, helped her up, and draped her dress over her head, pulling the garnt down, “Hand.”
Yun Yuwan slipped her hand into the sleeve.
He quietly said, “This one.”
She slid her other hand into the other sleeve.
Wen Yangzhi, with his head bowed and almost embracing her, pulled the zipper on her back up to the top.
She breathed in the scent of his hair, a faint hint of mint, fresh and clean, each strand distinctly in place. He often appeared with his hair slicked back without any trace of gel, and sotis a few stray strands would fall slightly over his forehead.
It seed as if his hair naturally stayed back—just a spray of mousse, a casual sweep of his hand, and his hair would stay put, showing off his forehead, looking mature yet imbued with desire, naturally without the deliberate greasiness so n had.
While Yun Yuwan was still pondering, Wen Yangzhi’s hand slipped in to adjust her, his strong touch brushing against the softness, sending a tingling current all through her body.
Her first reaction was to hastily say, “No, no more.”
Wen Yangzhi paused his movents, chuckling.
Yun Yuwan then realized he was just adjusting her poorly fitted attire.
Her ears turned red.
Wen Yangzhi said no more, tidied up, and went downstairs first.
When Yun Yuwan ca downstairs later, she just overheard Wen Yangzhi instructing the butler, “Change the bed linens in the room.”
The butler quickly agreed, “Alright.”
Yun Yuwan’s face unconsciously reddened. This was clearly advertising what they had just done.
After getting into the car parked in front of the villa and closing the door, Yun Yuwan lowered her voice to bring up, “When you just told the butler to change the linens, wasn’t that essentially telling the butler?”
Wen Yangzhi didn’t look at her but was browsing through financial reports, the reading light in the backseat of the Maybach on, his fingers adorned with silver rings that matched Bai Zhizi’s, scrolling through the pages on the screen,
“Why, are you afraid of people knowing?”
She felt a bit shy, “It’s just… letting others know is a bit embarrassing.”
He finally slightly lifted his eyes, glanced at her, seemingly also troubled by this, and said slowly, “What about tonight then? This could be a big problem.”
Yun Yuwan didn’t understand, “What about tonight?”
He ntioned slowly, “Or you could ask Uncle Deng to change it, and say you accidentally spilled milk on the brother’s bed.”
She pondered the logic, “How would I spill milk in your room, especially on your bed?”
Wen Yangzhi raised his eyebrow slightly.
She suddenly realized what he ant—that tonight he still wanted—
Yun Yuwan’s face heated up, she urged strongly, “Not tonight, okay? Everyone’s at ho.”
He nodded, conceding her point, and said nothing more.
Unsure whether he was thinking of changing the well-thought-out plan, or continuing as originally planned, nothing could really be altered.
The two sat a little apart, and Yun Yuwan moved closer, wrapping her arms around his arm, leaning on his shoulder, and planted a light kiss on his cool lips, holding but briefly.
Ignoring her made her embarrassed, not ignoring her made her want to cuddle him more.
Wen Yangzhi was hers to do as she pleased with.
She rested contentedly against him, breathing in the air around Wen Yangzhi, nuzzling against his chest.
It wasn’t long before his deep voice erged above her head,
“You want to do it in the car?”
Yun Yuwan: “?”
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