marital love

Wen Yao's first reaction was disbelief.

How is this possible.

Then he thought of what he said, and asked her if she had watched the content behind the video.

She didn't look at it.

Because I feel ashamed, after all, it is a video of myself having sex with a man.

And from some details, she recalled her feelings at that time, it seemed that apart from being a little tired, there was no obvious pain.

She even suspected that he might not be good enough.

After she figured it out, she was struck by lightning.

Yan Sui didn't miss any of her reaction, lowered his eyes, put away the cigarette lighter, and seemed to want to leave.

The man's indifferent and indifferent face just fell into Wen Yao's dark and astonished eyes. Her expression remained unchanged, and the nails of the hands that were only on her knees were involuntarily sunk into the flesh.

It wasn't until a feeling of pain was conveyed to her mind through the hem of the skirt that she restrained herself from her shock, and then she raised her lower lip forbearance, "So Mr. Yan, are you—"

She thought about a wording, a dark and sarcastic smile flashed across her eyes, and the beautiful fox eyes narrowed, "Playing with me?"

She didn't forget what the man said yesterday. He said that she was not innocent, and that she was cheating her, and she was fooled as he wished.

Yan Sui stood up and saw that her long and thin eyelashes were trembling slightly. Although she restrained herself very well, it could still be seen that she was pretending to be calm.

"Is Miss Wen being too self-indulgent? What do you think you are worthy of my play?"

The two looked at each other.

Wen Yao breathed slowly, trying her best to suppress her surging emotions.

It's good to catch cicadas with one hand, and the oriole is behind.

She thought that she had the chance to win, and she was bound to win, but the man caught her by surprise.

did not do.

They have nothing to do with each other, her so-called "handle" is just her fantasy, her self-indulgence.

Sure enough, Ye Zhi had reminded her earlier when she settled on him, saying that Yan Sui should not provoke this man unless he had to.

Wen Yao is confident, but she doesn't want the bamboo basket to fetch water in vain.

It seemed unexpected, but it also seemed reasonable.

"But presumably the spread of this kind of video will have a certain impact on Mr. Yan, a person who cherishes feathers like Mr. Yan..." She didn't finish her sentence, but it was full of meaning.

The man looked down at her condescendingly, his pupils were extremely deep, and his gaze swept across her fair eyebrows and ugly face, but he was still holding on to threats, trying to regain a bit of his dignity.

His eyebrows suddenly condensed, and a strong sense of oppression attacked Wen Yao directly, "I don't know where Miss Wen got the confidence to think that this kind of video can affect me, and once you spread it, the law can convict you. I think it's Miss Wen's first offense, so I kindly remind you and tell you, don't provoke people who shouldn't be provoked. "

The words seemed to be merciless, and Wen Yao's face gradually darkened, as if her pride had been broken every inch of her body.

After Yan Sui finished speaking, he turned around and left without mercy.

Wen Yao clenched her hands tightly and stood up suddenly: "Mr. Yan!"

The man did not stop.

Wen Yao chased after her, "Mr. Yan, although nothing happened between me and you in the end, but Mr. Yan's molestation of me is true."

The man stops.

Then he turned around, as if he had heard some funny joke.

"obscene?"

He moved slightly closer to her, and inadvertently formed a strong coercion. From such a close distance, Wen Yao could almost smell the good smell on his body, and couldn't help but stagnate her breath.

Looking up to meet his deep eyes, Wen Yao froze in place, her words stuck in her throat, her heart beating uncontrollably.

"How can it be unilateral obscenity that you love and what I want? As I remember, it was Miss Wen who took the initiative to pester me. In terms of crime, Miss Wen seems to be more suspected."

His tone was low and slow, but every word was clearly audible.

It was neither light nor heavy, but Wen Yao was shocked.

she knows.

She lost.

……

The night fell, and the April rain was like smoke and fog.

It rained heavily in Lingchuan.

Wen Yao stood downstairs in the Mingzhu restaurant, wrapped in a cold body, staring at the dark night with desolate eyes, she stood still for several minutes.

There were people coming and going around her, occasionally inquiring and curious eyes fell on her, she didn't seem to notice it, until the knuckles holding the handbag became a little stiff, she let out a heavy breath, and walked away.

The Pearl Restaurant has a self-service umbrella machine, and she propped up a black umbrella above her head.

The terrain was low, and the water on the ground flowed into a small channel, covering her delicate high heels, splashing a little and wet her insteps.

She had no choice but to lift up the skirt and calves slightly with her hands, and walked towards the nearby bus stop.

phone vibration.

She took it out and looked at Ye Zhi's news.

Ye Zhi: Finished?
Wen Yao: No.

Ye Zhi: How should I say it.

Wen Yao took a deep breath, feeling a bit of a headache from being blown by the wind, so she changed the umbrella to hold it in one hand, so it was easier to type: I can't make it clear for a while, let's make an appointment to meet up and let's discuss it in detail.

Probably because she sensed that she was in a bad mood from her words, Ye Zhi didn't ask any further questions, and just replied "good morning", and then the chat ended.

Putting back the phone, Wen Yao touched a small cool square with her fingertips, she was stunned for a moment, then she looked down and saw a blackness, as if reflecting light, she moved her fingers and touched the thing out.

It was a black cigarette lighter.

Yan Sui's.

She put it in her handbag casually before, but forgot about it in an instant, and didn't check it, so she put it there for so long.

She thought of the dark green cigarette lighter that Yan Sui played wantonly tonight, and by the dim street light, she recognized that the two were of the same model.

She turned her eyes and looked around, and saw a trash can standing not far away, walked over without thinking, and stretched out her hand——

Pause again.

She pursed her lips, not knowing what to think.

Unexpectedly, he withdrew his hand again.

Tucked it back.

In the end, she found an excuse for herself: she didn't like to owe others things, and she just returned what was his, and she also used this to put an end to this absurd "conspiracy".

When the taxi came, she beckoned, then stepped forward, closed the umbrella and got into the car.

The second she got into the car, a black commercial vehicle slowly stopped behind the taxi.

Then the taxi drove away.

The smooth lines of the commercial vehicle flashed its lights, and the driver in the front seat was silent for two seconds, then turned his head and asked, "Sir, are you leaving now?"

The lights in the back seat were not turned on, but with the colorful light projected from all directions, the man's familiar and hazy face was glimpsed. His eyes drooped slightly, and he said in a calm voice, "Let's go."

Two-thirds of the lowered windows are then raised.

Although the driver was puzzled by the detour and suddenly asked to stop here, he was smart enough not to ask.

Don't guess what the boss is thinking.

A light suddenly lit up in the back seat, accompanied by a humming vibration, rubbing against the leather seat.

Yan Sui picked up the phone to answer it.

A woman's warm voice came from inside asking: "Huai Xu, are you here? Is there a traffic jam on the road?"

The man casually tapped his fingers on the side of his leg, his voice clear and gentle: "Auntie, I'm sorry, the company is very busy, and I can't get out for now."

Xiao Bi complained nervously, "I've already made an agreement with Wen's family, and they're all here too, how can you ask my aunt to explain this to you?"

Yan Sui: "Auntie..."

Xiao Bi sighed deeply, "Okay, Auntie knows, you really are a kid who cares about work, so can't you put more effort into your relationship?"

Even though he said that, he was a little proud.

This Fang Xiao Bichen returned to the private room after hanging up the phone, with a slightly apologetic smile on his face: "I'm really sorry, Mrs. Wen, Huai Xu's company is busy, so I can't leave. It seems that this meal can only be arranged on another day gone."

The mother and daughter Wen Yumian, who were looking forward to a better relationship, froze slightly, and then Jiang Shuliu pressed her daughter's hand, and echoed with a smile: "It's okay, Huai Xu is so good, he should be busy, but it's a pity that he didn't meet her." , since Mrs. Shen has said so, then our next appointment will be the same."

Wen Yumian smiled a little forcedly, and clenched her hand tightly, feeling disappointed.

Although both parties waited in vain, they continued to finish the meal.

On the way back, Wen Yumian's expression was very ugly, and she kept holding her breath and didn't have an attack.

As soon as she got home, she threw away her bag and stomped her feet angrily: "It's not like this. We made an appointment and then broke the appointment. We waited for so long, but we didn't even see anyone."

Jiang Shuliu frowned in disapproval, but she was more calm than her daughter, "Mianmian, this was just an accident, and you will face more problems when you marry into Yan's family. Huaixu puts career first. As his woman, you should understand and be considerate of him, instead of just complaining and making trouble for no reason."

Wen Yumian knew, but she was just angry.

She felt that she and Yan Sui were making such slow progress, and she would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to get married, and she was also afraid that Wen Yao would interfere with her good deeds.

"Mom, it's not a matter of whether you're busy or not. He doesn't pay attention to our Wen family at all. Do you know that the last time Aunt Xiao asked him to take me out for a stroll, he directly..."

Wen Yumian bit her lip, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, she still couldn't hold back and said: "He directly stopped the car and sent me back, we didn't even say a few words, and I saw Wen Yao do something to him Move your feet!"
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Wen Yao returned home early and didn't feel sleepy. After taking a shower, she was sorting out her resume. It was impossible to eat and die at Wen's house. She needed a job.And even if she wanted to, Jiang Shuliu would never agree.

She heard the movement downstairs, looked at the clock on the wall, and guessed that Wen Yumian and the others had probably returned.

After sitting for a while, I was a little thirsty, and my eyes were still staring at the computer. I freed one hand from the keyboard to pick up the water glass next to me and poured it into my mouth.

Nodding, she paused, lowered her gaze, and glanced at the empty water glass.

"..."

Unwilling to try again.

One or two drops of water wet her lips.

She gave up, took the water glass and left, planning to go downstairs to get water.

As soon as he left the door, he heard a familiar voice.

She subconsciously slowed down.

Then listened for a while.

When Wen Yumian said "no appointment", Wen Yao blinked.

It means that Yan Sui went to Mingzhu Restaurant, but he didn't go to see Wen Yumian.

Only saw her?

Wen Yao continued to listen for a while, and there was no point in the rest, it was all about condemning her, nothing more than her shameless and moral corruption.

She went downstairs unhurriedly, went to get the water in silence, and then gently put the water glass on the countertop.

"Snapped."

Still made a movement.

Attracted the attention of mother and daughter.

The two turned around and looked over, their faces changed instantly, colorful, as if they had seen a ghost.

A stiff smile appeared on Jiang Shuliu's face: "Yaoyao, you were at home, when did you come down, why didn't you make a sound."

Wen Yao propped her chin up, said "uh", and said slowly with a smile on her face, "When my sister said that I had no shame or skin to seduce his man."

After the words fell, the faces of the two became even more brilliant.