marital love

From Xiao Bichen's point of view, if Wen Yao still has a sense of shame, he shouldn't be so confident.

Hearing her words, she almost didn't twist her nose in anger.

After staring fixedly at Wen Yao for a few seconds, Xiao Bishen calmed down the anger in his heart.

At this point, even if she gets angry again, what can she do?
Both Wen Yao and Huai Xu had already obtained their marriage certificates, and it was a certainty. Could it be that she could still force them to divorce because she kept them from their elders and didn't tell them.

Xiao Bi nodded deeply: "It seems that you are indeed quite clever, I hope you can maintain such a calm attitude when you are in Yan's house, and don't embarrass Huai Xu by being caught by those people."

Wen Yao originally thought that Xiao Bichen would be furious, but she didn't expect her to change the subject suddenly, and even her tone became a little calmer.

She was slightly taken aback, then nodded, "Thank you Mrs. Shen for your reminder."

Ye Zhi told her more than once how difficult it is to provoke Yan Sui and the Yan family, especially the Yan family, which is ancient and prosperous for many years, and it still stands today.

Wen Yao listened to Xiao Bichen's words in his heart, wrote it down, and thought it over in his heart.

Xiao Bichen snorted arrogantly from his nasal cavity, glanced at her, straightened his skirt, and sat down calmly again.

"Since you are married to Huai Xu, you can call me whatever he calls me."

Wen Yao was as good as he was, and quickly changed her words: "Okay, auntie."

Xiao Bichen's complexion improved a lot, and he took another sip of tea before asking, "What do you do now?"

Wen Yao neither humble nor overbearing: "The investment bank is in KZ."

Xiao Bichen slightly raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of surprise on his face.

"Talk about an industry with Huai."

She understood it in an instant, and was still thinking about what makes Wen Yao so special, it's just that she is a little prettier, but she didn't expect to work in KZ, right under Huaixu's eyes, and what happened in that day and night together seems to be reasonable .

Wen Yao nodded.

Xiao Bi Shenyuan thought, to show Yan Suixiang a wife who has a common language and is understanding, so that he can talk and help him when he is troubled.

From this point of view, Wen Yao is indeed more in line with her expectations.

When Xiao Bichen looked at Wen Yao, he couldn't help admiring him a little more.

Surrounding Yan Sui, the following topics naturally increased, and the chat became more relaxed.

"I know that you are busy with work and often travel, but the situation is different now that you are married. I heard that you are only 23 years old and seven years younger than Huai Xu. If both of you are busy with work, do you still plan to have children? ?”

Wen Yao didn't expect the topic to jump so fast, she was stunned for a moment, and then she lowered her eyelashes and said, "It depends on what he means."

Xiao Bichen had a bit of hatred for iron and steel: "Look at what he does, you have to take the initiative! That child won't come out of his belly."

Wen Yao coughed a few times in shock.

Xiao Bichen raised his eyes and saw the ambiguous marks on her neck, his eyes flickered, and he felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

But in the end, anyone who has been here knows.

"Anyway, according to my opinion, give birth early while you are young, and I will help you along the way so that you won't be delayed from going to work."

Now they are all trendy and independent young people, not to mention Wen Yao, even her youngest daughter Shen Xin, who just graduated from high school, chose to marry and have children only after she said that she would have a big career.

Now that Wen Yao is working again, if the matter of having a baby is not put on the agenda earlier and postponed, then when she gets busy, she will have to wait until when. Besides, she can wait, but neither can Huai Xu.

"I know about my aunt. When Huai Xu comes back, I will mention this to him."

Xiao Bichen is quite satisfied with being someone who has the vision to see the truth.

Xiao Bishen said today that she was here to show Wen Yao off, but she was more concerned about whether she had the ability to live up to the title of Mrs. Yan.

Although she is Huai Xu's aunt, Yu Yan's family is just an outsider, and when the Yan family gets together, it is the time for the real battle to meet.

Before Xiao Bichen left, he told her to ask Yan Sui to take her back for dinner tomorrow.

Originally, they planned to call out with Wen's family. After all, they are both married, and the two parties are also in-laws.

But Jiang Shuliu was rude to Xiao Bishen, and she was a stepmother, so Xiao Bishen didn't think much of her anymore. The previous harmonious relationship was completely torn apart, so she simply refused to invite her.

After sending Xiao Bishen away, Wen Yao's nerves finally relaxed.

Then thinking of what she said, Wen Yao looked down at her lower abdomen.

Raise her hand to cover it, she will not have children, the relationship between her and Yan Sui, if she has a child, it will be difficult to end, and it is not suitable between her and him.

Yan Sui came back at night, around 11:30.

The living room downstairs has no light at all, it is pitch black, and because it is too spacious, it looks very unpopular.

Yan Sui changed his shoes at the entrance.

Before, the shoe cabinet was full of his shoes, and there were not many of them, so there was a lot of space left. Now, it is filled with Wen Yao’s various high-heeled shoes, flat shoes, and some kinds of strange-shaped shoes. , he was squeezed in the corner with his dark spots, looking very aggrieved.

He walked upstairs slowly, but the light in the bedroom was dazzling.

Wen Yao hadn't slept yet, she was sitting in front of the dressing table reading a book.

There were not many things here before, and even the dressing table was later ordered by He Chi to buy according to Wen Yao's preferences.

Hearing the movement, Wen Yao turned the page of the book and looked back at him: "Are you busy today?"

She wore a pure white nightdress and sat cross-legged on a chair, with the tail of the fine silk skirt dragging to the ground.

Under the light, the whole human skin is as creamy, gentle and pleasant.

Yan Sui's eyes lingered on her for a few moments, but he didn't hear any other meaning from her tone, and then lowered his eyes after hesitating.

"good."

He walked towards her and untied his tie. When he reached her, he took a look at the book in her hand.

"My dark farce in an investment bank." He read the title of the book, looking back and forth at the cover of the book.

Then he said, "Are you still interested in this?"

Wen Yao smiled at him, and snatched the book back, "Well, John Raphael's, have you read it?"

Yan Sui put the tie on the dressing table casually, leaned back, propped one hand on the edge of the table, and unbuttoned his shirt with the other.

The appearance is very casual and loose.

"My roommate watched it in college."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling, recalling what his roommate once said about this book, "Writing about the absurd and obscene life of financial practitioners is considered black humor, but the common sense skills in it are also worth reading."

Wen Yao nodded in agreement, "From packaging of financial products to sales, the appearance of traders."

After unbuttoning two or three shirt buttons, Yan Sui took off his coat first and put it on the backrest behind Wen Yao.

When he lowered his head, it was no surprise that he saw the traces left on her body that he had made fun of.

"You can also look at the trading secrets of investment banks, Xiaobai can read it."

Wen Yao: "..."

She has entered the industry anyway, so she is not a noob.

Seeing that she looked speechless and depressed, Yan Sui smiled, put his fingertips on her arm, and stroked the marks, "Have you applied the medicine yet?"

It's itchy to the touch.

Wen Yao shook his shoulders, tried to shake his hand off, and said angrily, "No."

Grabbed by Yan Sui, he moved to rub her neck.

Wen Yao couldn't avoid it, so he let him go.

He closed the book, pursed his lips and said, "Your aunt is here today."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Yan Sui's expression, he didn't seem surprised, "Well, what did she tell you?"

"you know?"

"Ah."

How could Yan Sui not know, after all, some of the rumors were leaked by himself.

Wen Yao: "..."

Since he knew about it, he didn't say anything in advance, making her worry all the time.

She didn't forget to tell him Xiao Bichen's advice, "Auntie said let's go back for dinner tomorrow."

There was no answer for a few seconds.

Wen Yao looked up.

It happened to meet Shang Yan Sui's eyes with a slightly frivolous smile.

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Yan Suihao said in a leisurely manner: "The barking is quite fluent, it seems that I have adapted well."

Being teased by him so much, Wen Yao's face was a little hot, and she tried her best to calmly say: "She told me so, whatever you call her, I will call her."

After a pause, she added: "And she is an elder."

The implication is that what the elders naturally say is what they say.

Yan Sui was noncommittal.

Work the next day.

It was Yan Sui who was driving.

He has a driver, and He Chi is with him most of the time.

Wen Yao didn't see anyone today, so after getting in the car, he asked casually, "Where is He Tezhu?"

Yan Sui paused, then tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, he smiled half-smile, "Mrs. Yan, you seem to care about my special assistant?"

Wen Yao fastened her seat belt, and her mood was calm: "At any rate, I can be regarded as a colleague of the company, just ordinary condolences."

Yan Sui just looked at her and didn't speak.

And He Chi, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed violently. He rubbed the tip of his nose and looked at the rain outside the window with extremely complicated emotions.

I was dispatched to investigate, and as soon as the plane landed, it was pouring rain from the sky, and I was numb.
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After sitting down, Wen Yao lowered her head to check her bag, and the hair around her ears fell down. She raised her hand to put it behind her ears, and then went to straighten her clothes.

Yan Sui glanced at her.

"Why are you still wearing such high heels, can't you remember?"

Wen Yao is wearing a very mature OL style suit today, black and white, relatively conservative, paired with a pair of [-]cm stiletto heels, and the slender legs are more eye-catching, beautiful and outstanding.

"Is it tall? It's only six centimeters." Wen Yao turned his head to look at it, without bragging about his record, "I used to wear thirteen centimeters."

Yan Sui frowned, "Aren't you tired from walking?"

In fact, he couldn't understand why Wen Yao loved high heels so much, but he had to admit that it made her very temperamental.

Wen Yao didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, if you're interested, you can try it, you won't get used to it at first, just wear it too much."

She thought of Yan Sui's feet inexplicably.

Although it is big, let alone, the shape is still very good-looking. If you wear high heels, it will definitely match you beautifully.

But she didn't dare to say this, she could only hold it in her heart and think about it, if he annoyed him, if he got into trouble with her, she would lose more than she gained.

Yan Sui drove the car into the underground parking lot, and Wen Yao looked around before getting out of the car.

Yan Sui got angry when he saw her guilty look, and when she was about to leave, he grabbed her by the arm and brought her to him.

Wen Yao bumped into his arms without defense, "What are you doing?"

Yan Sui looked down at her coldly, grabbed her hand, "Have you forgotten what you're wearing?"

Wen Yao looked over, it was a wedding ring.

She bit her lip.

Yan Sui clasped her chin, lifted her up and kissed her.

Wen Yao was startled, quickly pushed him away, and lowered his voice: "This is in the company!"

Although it's just a parking lot...

Yan Sui didn't like her, he sucked her hard twice, then bit her cruelly, seeing her frowning in pain, he let her go.

Brushing her smudged lipstick with her fingertips, it was half a warning and half a threat: "What's wrong with the company, can't we kiss?"

Wen Yao: "..."

Too lazy to tell him, Wen Yao pursed her lips, got out of the car and ran away quickly.

Yan Sui looked at the back of the fled, and sneered expressionlessly.

Wen Yao didn't come to work yesterday, and some people were curious, so they asked her when they saw her.

Wen Yao smiled and said that she had dealt with some personal matters and prevaricated, and in private she scolded Yan Sui many times in her heart.

Blame him.

After arriving at the work station, she put down her things and went to the tea room with her mug.

While making coffee, Yang Miaoran also came over.

He looked at Wen Yao with a smile.

At first Wen Yao didn't care.

Because she is not familiar with Yang Miaoran, and the other party always has a vague hostility towards her.

It's just that I don't know what's wrong with her today, but she even smiled and swayed in front of her, which made Wen Yao frown unaccustomed.

Wen Yao felt very uncomfortable because of her smile.

Finally, she took the initiative to mention: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Yang Miaoran leaned over, meaningfully as if grabbing her trick, with a bit of disdain on her face: "I saw you."

"what?"

Wen Yao felt that she was inexplicable and could not understand what she was saying at all.

Yang Miaoran pursed her lips, looked at the other people around, and then snorted, "I saw you in the parking lot."

Wen Yao's eyelids twitched.

The first thing that comes to mind is Yan Sui.

His face remained calm, "Oh, so what's the matter."

Yang Miaoran rolled her eyes at her, and her tone was a little blunt: "What are you pretending to be?"

Wen Yao touched the mug, kept calm, and smiled, "Why should I pretend, you just said this for no reason, who knows what you are talking about. Besides, it is working hours, and I don't have the time to go around here with you , if you can, please make a long story short."

Yang Miaoran couldn't understand her aloofness.

I thought I was so superior to something.

So he didn't play Tai Chi with her, and said bluntly and mockingly: "I saw you getting off a luxury car, and there was a man, he must be your benefactor."

Wen Yao tightened her fingertips, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's about this time. I caught you straight and pretended to be confused. Wen Yao, you were eliminated by KZ at the beginning, and then you joined the company. Don't tell me that you didn't rely on the money owner to get through the back door."

Wen Yao listened to her finished speaking, smiled coldly, and raised her eyelids, "I remember that I should have no grudge against you, but you don't seem to like me very much all the time. It's fine if you treat me lightly, but you treat me like this Do you have evidence? If you have, then show it and say a reasonable doubt about my explanation, if not, then apologize to me."

Yang Miaoran stared, feeling weird, "I'll explain it to you, and still apologize?"

She folded her arms, "Do you know how unfair your method of going through the back door is to other people? Because of your good looks, you really regard yourself as a character in KZ?"

Wen Yao said calmly: "I've never thought about it that way. As for the money you said, going through the back door, I'm sorry, I, Wen Yao, will never admit to things that I haven't done."