marital love

Regarding what happened last night, Wen Yao's last impression was——

Yan Sui leaned over to look at her, his pupils were frighteningly deep, and asked her, "What benefits can I get from marrying you?"

Wen Yao didn't quite remember how she answered, but it was probably not much different from what he said mockingly that she served others with her body.

The man's face can't be said to be good-looking or not, but her heart is higher than the sky.

Wen Yao was so drunk that she even seemed powerless to refute.

It's just a very depressing thought, it was still wishful thinking before, but now it has become a heart higher than the sky.

This man is really difficult to deal with, he doesn't take hard things.

When she woke up again, the sky was bright, and she was lying on Yan Sui's bed with neat clothes.

She rubbed her forehead with a splitting headache, half-closed her eyes and saw Yan Sui standing by the window, the light fell on his face, every inch of his indifferent charm seemed to be carefully carved.

Sensing her gaze, Yan Sui hung up the phone and turned around, "Get up when you wake up."

Then he took his suit jacket and left the room.

Familiar as if experienced countless times.

Wen Yao faintly felt that something was wrong.

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

Drinking is really a mistake.

She lifted the quilt to look at herself, pulled open the neckline of the nightgown, and lowered her eyes to drill inside.

He frowned deeply.

It shouldn't be so big.

He stretched out his hand to pinch his waist again, and made a gesture.

So slim and graceful, did he really have no reaction at all?

He is still as honest and gentleman as the rumors say, not close to women.

"I can handle this..." Wen Yao muttered in a daze.

The time in the bar before was the first time she hooked up with a man. She was not proficient in business, so she missed it in the end.

Last night, she came up in her nightgown on purpose. Even though she was drunk, some of the elements of her words were manipulated by her. Yan Sui was not fooled by such an obvious temptation.

Or is it that the other party has already seen through her tricks...

The more I think about Wen Yao, the more I feel that Yan Sui's thoughtfulness is unpredictable. On the one hand, he feels that he is very ugly, but he can barely accept the thought of disgusting Jiang Shuliu's mother and daughter.

Although Yan Sui's temper is cold and hard, his own conditions are still very good.

In fact, if a woman is willing, it is very simple to be self-contained.

In layman's terms, it's self-deception, or even lard.

But everyone is looking forward to the good side, and Wen Yao's psychology is also very calm and obvious.

While eating breakfast, Wen Yao kept glancing at the wine bottle next to her from the corner of her eye.

Captured by Yan Sui, "Why, Ms. Wen felt that last night was not enjoyable enough, so she still wants to continue drinking?"

Wen Yao smiled gently and pleasantly, and said in a soft voice, "Have a drink and enjoy yourself. I just think its packaging is quite unique."

Yan Sui glanced at her, "If you like it, take it away, I don't lack these things."

Wen Yao just said casually, how could he take it away.

And she was only looking at the wine bottle to see how much she drank last night.

"That's not necessary, feasting your eyes is enough."

He said it in a very satisfied tone.

Yan Sui didn't continue.

After breakfast, Wen Yao got up to leave.

She seemed to inadvertently ask: "Is Mr. Yan going back to Lingchuan today?"

Yan Sui said indifferently, "Do you have something to do?"

Wen Yao chuckled, and said cheekily, "I want to grab a car."

He chuckled.

The voice is low and magnetic.

She smiled so softly that half of her body went limp.

"Then Miss Wen may be disappointed, I won't go back to Lingchuan."

Wen Yao didn't feel disappointed with this answer, as she expected, but she asked one more question: "Where is Mr. Yan going?"

His eyebrows were lowered, a bit of coldness appeared, his eyes caught her smiling face, "Jindu."

"Golden capital?"

With a thought in mind, Wen Yao made quick calculations, "That's good, I'm also preparing to go to Jindu, what a coincidence, it seems that this car must be used today."

Yan Sui looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "What are you doing in Jindu?"

"To see my uncle." There was nothing to say, and it was a good time to go back and see him.

Besides, she has nothing to do now, so she might as well find more opportunities to brush up on her past feelings by Yan Sui's side, and try hard.

She felt that he didn't seem to have feelings for her.

I don't know exactly where his bottom line is, and she needs to explore further.

She blinked, looking extraordinarily sincere and pure.

Yan Sui's eyes narrowed slightly, scanning the slightly raised corners of her eyes, every bit of them revealed a hint of cunning.

He withdrew his gaze and looked down at the watch on his wrist: "You only have 10 minutes."

As soon as he heard it, Wen Yao knew that he agreed.

Can not help but feel excited.

"Mr. Yan, wait a moment, I will pack it up right away."

After she finished speaking, she rushed out of the room and disappeared all the way, with some joy, as if she had wings behind her.

Yan Sui also planned to leave.

Just took two steps, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a Yuanfeng blue cell phone dropped on the sofa.

No need to think about who it is.

Yan Sui walked over and walked along.

The small cell phone flipped in his hand.

The screen lights up automatically by induction.

The page bounces to the home page—the facial recognition automatically unlocks successfully.
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Wen Yao excitedly returned to the 23rd floor. She took the elevator for a few minutes and was delayed for a few minutes. Afraid of running out of time, she didn't even put on makeup, changed her clothes, put on lipstick, and rushed out with her bag.

Thinking that the time should be about the same, Wen Yao didn't know whether to wait downstairs or go with Yan Sui.

She was about to take out her mobile phone to ask questions—although she didn't have Yan Sui's WeChat account, she still had a phone number.

Then she opened the bag and rummaged through it, only to find that her phone was missing!

Wen Yao immediately turned and took out the room card, re-entered the room to find her mobile phone.

Back and forth, back and forth, I searched all the places I should see and look for, but there was nothing.

Wen Yao couldn't wait to press her scalp. She clearly remembered that she had looked at her mobile phone while washing up, and the mobile phone had been in her sight since then...

In the blink of an eye, Wen Yao suddenly remembered a scene.

Hastily walked outside.

Don't want the phone in the room to ring.

Wen Yao hesitated for a while, but finally turned around to answer the call, "Hello, hello."

A woman's gentle and delicate voice came from over there: "Hello, Ms. Wen, there is a gentleman waiting for you downstairs, and he told you to come down as soon as possible."

Wen Yao was slightly startled, and then asked, "Is his surname Yan?"

In just a second, the phone changed hands, and the man's low voice came to his ears: "The phone is with me, go downstairs."

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, opened her mouth and was about to speak, "I—"

I don't want to hang up the phone quickly.

Wen Yao: "..."

She looked up at the ceiling, endured it, then looked down at herself, smoothed out the folds of the skirt, and walked out of the room with her waist twisted leisurely.

When she arrived at the hall downstairs, she saw Yan Sui sitting in the rest area.

There were quite a few people in suits and leather shoes in the crowd, but she saw him at the first sight.

Still just the back of the head.

There's no way, who knows that even the back of the head is so prominent and superior.

Sure enough, people are more than people, and people are mad.

Wen Yao stepped forward.

The high heels made a smooth sound when they landed.

Listening to the approaching footsteps, Yan Sui glanced at the watch lightly with his downcast eyes.

Then stand up.

Turning around, she saw Wen Yao rolling her lips, trying to smile at him.

Yan Sui interrupted her smile, "34 minutes and [-] seconds, Miss Wen, you are late."

The man's voice is flat, but it is different from the easy-going before, but more cold and chilling.

Wen Yao's smile froze on her lips, she tugged on it stiffly, clutching her bag tightly, and under his gaze, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

It seems to be a low-level employee who has been caught in a pigtail.

And he is the top boss who is aloof.

The sense of oppression is extremely strong.

"Actually, I packed it up a long time ago, but I was delayed looking for my phone for a while..." She bit the bullet and explained, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "It's only two and a half minutes, not too long."

"Not being punctual, forgetting things, being stubborn, no matter what it is, Miss Wen thinks, in investment banking, you can afford to delay?" He said indifferently, and handed over the phone.

Wen Yao took it, and the small mobile phone seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and her face turned pale.

True, she could not afford to delay.

But she still felt that the last point was not accurate, so she licked her lips, looked straight at him and said, "I'm not being stubborn, I'm just explaining the cause and effect, if in a company, the boss doesn't even have a chance to speak up for the employees— —”

"What does this have to do with the boss? Find the reason and find yourself. Do you think the boss has the obligation to listen to your nonsense here? Or do you think the customer will be patient and let you advocate, eh?"

Yan Sui's words weren't serious, but he didn't show any sympathy, and he stopped every sentence, which was extraordinarily beating.

Wen Yao's face was reddened by his rebuke.

Yan Sui looked at her steadily, and then said slowly, "I heard Ms. Wen swear before that she was qualified for KZ's job, but it was just bragging. How much does Miss Wen think I will lose for the two and a half minutes you delayed?"

Wen Yao bit her lip, her face burning with embarrassment.

Couldn't find words to refute.

Yan Sui moved past her and walked forward, "I told you my time is precious."

After walking a few steps and seeing that she hadn't followed, Yan Sui frowned slightly, "Wait for me to hug you if you don't leave?"

Wen Yao let out a heavy breath, closed her eyes, then turned around and walked over, saying in a low voice, "Mr. Yan is not only precious for time, but also for people, how dare you hug him."

The two stepped into the elevator and went to the underground parking lot.

After Yan Sui pressed the button, he glanced at her angry face from the corner of the eye.

He withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "Not convinced?"

Wen Yao snorted, "Submit."

It doesn't look like clothes.

A quirky attitude.

Yan Sui didn't say anything anymore, and let her digest it by herself.

Wen Yao is very good at reflection, she belongs to the kind of person who can stretch and bend, and this matter did happen because of her, what Yan Sui said made sense, but she just felt aggrieved.

Of course he felt comfortable after training her, but she was not his employee, and she was not even allowed to enter the gate of KZ, so the training was plausible.

But after all, she has short hands and a soft mouth, so she still has to rub the car.

So after getting in the car, Wen Yao sincerely apologized, "Mr. Yan, I just thought about it and you are right. I am very sorry for wasting your time. Don't worry, there will never be a next time."

Yan fiddled with his hand and adjusted the central rearview mirror, but there was no emotional change on his face.

Then he opened his lips calmly: "Do you think I will give you the next chance to rub the car?"

"..."

Wen Yao's enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by the ice water.

If you don't give it, you won't give it.

She is not rare yet.

Rub once and get angry once.

When she is a doormat.

Wen Yao quickly put on the seat belt and sat down securely.

His mouth was tightly pursed, as if he didn't want to say a word to him anymore.

It takes nearly three hours to drive from Kishu to Jindu.

Wen Yao's head was still a little swollen, the cabin was quiet, and he began to feel drowsy after a while.

As soon as I closed my eyes, there was a cold voice beside me: "Miss Wen can't sleep."

Wen Yao was shocked, and after realizing it, she rubbed the corners of her eyes, "Why?"

"Long distance, I will be tired. Sleepiness is contagious. If Miss Wen falls asleep, I will also feel sleepy. This is not safe for this trip."

Wen Yao just listened to what he said.

Eyes fell on his lips.

stare.

Yan Sui's lips are very beautiful, very angular, thin, ruddy and glossy, and the curvature of the lips occasionally rises when speaking, it looks good...

very good--

"Miss Wen, what are you looking at?"

Wen Yao held his breath in vain, holding back, and asked after two seconds: "What?"

He smiles, grinning.

Teeth are a healthy white.

"If you let Miss Wen go out to discuss business, do you have such a perfunctory and distracted attitude?"

Some familiar tone.

It felt like she was being lectured again.

Wen Yao didn't want to hear it, so she put her hand against the window uncomfortably, and turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window, "Mr. Yan is not a business partner."

"So it's okay to be perfunctory?" He answered idly.

Wen Yao had no choice but to stop him, turned to look at him seriously and said, "Mr. Yan, if you really don't want me to sleep, please stop talking about work."

He didn't answer.

Wen Yao thought he had finally calmed down.

In the end, after two seconds, I heard him smiling: "Why don't I let you sleep, I will let you sleep."

Wen Yao's heart suddenly hit hard.

The whole person seemed to be sluggish.

Then took a deep breath.

Shut up completely.

Also close your eyes.

feel hot.

Lower the window again.

Only when the wind dazzled her eyes did she have a chance to relax.

Can't play.

Still can't play it.

After a few breaths, Wen Yao calmed down and thought about what she had thought before.

She felt that his lips were very kissable.

As soon as this thought came up, she became restless in an instant.

After a few times, Wen Yao tilted his head straight away.

Let your thoughts flow.

Not long after, she was shocked.

As if thinking of something, people are refreshed.

Then she glanced at Yan Sui suspiciously.

move away.

A few seconds passed.

Take another look.

The other party noticed her gaze and looked over lightly, "What's the matter."

Wen Yao pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and asked him, "Did you secretly kiss me last night?"

After she finished speaking, she stared at his face carefully, quite a bit, as if she wanted to see what was good or bad.

However, the man didn't show his landscape, he was extraordinarily calm, and there was even a bit of irony in his eyes, "Miss Wen had a dream last night?"

Wen Yao denied it: "I don't have one."

"How do I feel that you did it, or had a spring dream."

"..."

Wen Yao was disdainful, and paused, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Then why did Miss Wen ask such a question?"

Wen Yao said confidently, "It's not that I drank too much and overslept, so I can't wake up. What should I do if Mr. Yan can't restrain his animal nature and becomes frivolous?"

He pondered, "Miss Wen can rest assured that even if you take off your clothes, I won't be interested at all."

?

Chi.

Wen Yao smiled angrily and nodded, "Mr. Yan is indeed a gentleman, as expected of you."

"Mummy."

Wen Yao is numb: "..."

She pursed her lips and turned away.

I don't want to talk to him.

annoyed.