marital love

Yang Miaoran was so angry that she opened her mouth, unable to answer, and finally gave her a hard look: "Wait, I will expose your true colors sooner or later!"

ill.

Wen Yao ignored her and turned around to make her own coffee.

Yang Miaoran looked at the back of her head and left in anger.

The morning was busy and peaceful.

When it was lunch time, Wen Yao followed Tang Meng to the cafeteria.

Tang Meng's cheerful and generous personality, plus he is considered a junior boss, has a strong appeal, and a group of people rushed over as soon as he yelled.

"Which floor do you want to go to today, what do you eat?"

"I went to the seventh floor yesterday, let's go to 37 today. I heard in the group that there is a new Korean cuisine."

KZ has a total of five staff canteens, which are on the 7th and 8th floors, which mainly focus on Chinese cuisine, Sichuan and Hunan stir-fry, porridge, noodles and rice; the 17th and 18th floors feature various desserts and Western food; the 37th floor focuses on exotic cuisine , Japanese food, Korean food, salad, Southeast Asian food.

With a large area, a good environment, and a variety of food choices, everyone who works in KZ will praise the cafeteria without hesitation.

"Fair, you didn't come yesterday, what do you want to eat?"

Someone asked Wen Yao, Wen Yao raised her head and smiled back, "I can do it, it's up to you to choose, I will follow the crowd."

After that, I decided to go to the 37th floor to eat Korean food.

During the meal, Tang Meng said: "It's my birthday this weekend, if it's not busy that day, I invite everyone to dinner."

A group of people happily discussed, saying that even if they are busy, they have to make time to celebrate Tang Meng. They all clamored about the process, went to the bar to play, and ordered a big cake.

Tang Meng refused with a face full of refusal, "Forget about the cake, I will lose weight and won't eat that."

"What kind of birthday is it if you don't buy a cake for your birthday?"

Wen Yao silently glanced at Tang Meng who was eating barbecue: "..."

It fell on her lips greasy.

After thinking about it, I asked, "Do you still eat barbecue while losing weight?"

Tang Meng said confidently: "Sugar is the culprit. I get fat after eating sugar."

Someone laughed: "Farewell, Miss Meng, Mr. Yan invited everyone to drink cold drinks yesterday, did you just take milk tea?"

Tang Meng denied it solemnly: "That's fruit tea, not milk tea."

Wen Yao pointed it out without hesitation: "Actually, fruit tea contains more sugar than milk tea..."

Tang Meng gritted her teeth bitterly, eating meat was like eating Wen Yao, "Stop talking, you must be jealous that you didn't come yesterday! You didn't get the cold drink that Mr. Yan invited you."

After speaking, he glanced at Wen Yao's slender waist, feeling even more heartbroken, and quickly stuffed lettuce into his mouth.

"..." Not jealous at all.

Thin people can never understand the pain of fat people, while women always like to work hard on their body, but they are good at duplicity, for example, lose weight after eating full.

Speaking of Yan Sui, they were still brooding over the fact that he was wearing a ring.

Many people saw the ring on his hand during the meeting, which caused an uproar after the meeting.

They all speculated whether Yan Sui was really married, or just wearing pretty clothes for decoration.

Regarding this explanation, someone stood up and denied: "Probably not, how long has Mr. Yan been in KZ, any of you have seen that he has worn ornaments on his hands before, at most it is a watch, and this ring is on the ring finger, which is obviously a wedding ring. "

Some people also speculated that he was on a business trip before to get married, maybe it was a hidden marriage.

"But I haven't heard anyone say that Mr. Yan has a girlfriend, or maybe a flash marriage?"

"Anyway, how do you guess that he is famous and has an owner? It's sad, KZ's top card has become a skirt servant! Heartache!"

Who knows who thought of Wen Yao, so he turned his face and asked, "Fair, when President Yan came to inspect your training before, did you see the ring on his hand?"

Wen Yao: "No."

At that time, Yan Sui did not have any.

Wen Yao probably could only guess that he wore it later, for some unknown reason.

"It seems that I'm really married. It's so sudden. I haven't had time to confess to him yet."

"Me too, I haven't slept with him yet."

"I'm really envious of his wife. She can have sex with Boss Yan. Boss Yan's figure should last a long time."

"I don't know which little goblin has fallen into the hands, so I'm going to get ahead of Mr. Nan."

Wen Yao gradually couldn't listen anymore, hesitated for a while, and probed: "Is there a possibility that his wife is me."

……

...

silent.

Everyone stopped their movements and turned to look at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao held her breath, raised her eyes cautiously, and looked at them.

Then--

"Is there a possibility that I'm still Mr. Yan's ex-girlfriend?"

Break the silence.

"Hahahahaha no, no, I'm his wife!"

"Is there a possibility that I am his first love!"

"Hahaha... just dreaming!"

"Stop talking, I'm still his little wife!!"

Wen Yao: ...

crazy.

Tang Meng couldn't help laughing, and also laughed.

He patted Wen Yao on the shoulder, and said to Wen Yao with a tone of someone who had come here: "Actually, it's understandable for you to have such thoughts, after all, Yan is always the dream of most people in the company." Lover, but now that Boss Yan is married, you have to get rid of this idea."

After a pause, she looked at the other people who were thinking about it, and cleared her throat a little seriously, "And you, it's getting more and more casual, you dare to say anything, if it reaches Mr. Yan's ears, you guys Good fruit to eat."

They were giggling and didn't care.

Wen Yao took a sip of the juice with a blank expression.

Hide the hand that wears the ring.

When Tang Meng looked away, she saw it and said in surprise, "Since when did you wear the ring?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was another silence.

Involuntarily, everyone thought of what Wen Yao said just now.

In an instant, everyone showed panic and disbelief.

Wen Yao stated expressionlessly: "I will definitely wear it when I get married."

Tang Meng was shocked: "So you asked for leave yesterday to get a certificate?"

Wen Yao moved her lips, but hadn't figured out how to speak yet.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he smiled and congratulated.

"Oh, I heard that you have a boyfriend, and now you are married, congratulations."

"Why don't you tell us, is there a wedding? Let's have a wedding wine."

"In a short period of time, two people in our department have left the order! They are both handsome men and beautiful women. When will it be my turn to have a sweet love!?"

"What are you thinking, isn't cooking delicious? Cooking is the right way."

After thinking about it, Wen Yao could understand that no one would put her and Yan Sui together.

Rather than saying it's her, it's better to guess it's Nan Xu.

After all, she is a former alumnus and a working partner for many years, and she, Wen Yao, is just a small analyst who just joined the company.

Because I still have to eat at Xiao Bichen's place tonight.

Wen Yao didn't work overtime.

It's not so much that she didn't work overtime, it's better to say that the whole team didn't work overtime, so everyone was very flattered.

Before getting off work, Wen Yao could still hear someone commenting: "Hey, who remembers where the sun rose from today?"

"According to the laws of nature, it should be the East."

"Will that be tomorrow's sun from the west, or will we not see tomorrow's sun?"

Wen Yao: "..."

She vaguely guessed that Yan Sui must be responsible for this, maybe he was behind the scenes.

Wen Yao avoided other people's eyes and ears, and waited for Yan to come down in the parking lot.

She ran into other people in the company while hiding, but they were not from the same department, so she just watched and didn't respond.

With the lessons learned from being caught by Yang Miaoran this morning, Wen Yao is very vigilant this time.

She squatted beside the car, squeezed into a corner, and shrunk herself into a ball.

When Yan Sui walked over and saw her slightly obscene behavior, he slightly raised his eyebrows, "What kind of performance art are you performing?"

Wen Yao removed the bag used to cover her face, ignored his teasing, "Open the door."

She squatted numbly, supported the car body and stood up, trembling and quickly got in after Yan Sui unlocked it.

Like a nimble little old lady.

"It ran pretty fast."

Yan Sui said something to himself outside the car, and then got into the car.

"Why did you come down so slowly?"

Wen Yao was pinching her own legs, and then thumping her waist, her tone of voice unconsciously contained a bit of resentment.

"We started a video conference." Yan Sui started the engine, looked at the rearview mirror and reversed the car, unintentionally glanced at her leg, "Didn't I tell you to go upstairs and wait?"

Wen Yao received a message from him long before get off work.

But she didn't answer.

Their department is off work, but other departments are not yet. If someone sees her running into his office, she doesn't know what rumors will spread.

Wen Yao's face was not flushed, her heart was not beating, "Trouble, why not just wait downstairs."

Yan Sui's attitude was lax and lazy, "Well, squatting there is like begging for a show, and it is indeed more comfortable than drinking tea upstairs and blowing the air conditioner."

Wen Yao: "..."

Knowing that she still couldn't let go, Yan Sui didn't continue to force her.

When the eyes glanced at the wedding ring in her hand, the corners of her lips raised slightly, at least there was some progress, right?

The car drove steadily into the traffic flow.

Wen Yao tilted her head and looked out of the car window, her fingers unconsciously twiddled with the buckle on the handbag, making a clicking sound.

Seeing that she was so absent-minded, Yan Sui asked nonchalantly, "What are you thinking about?"

Wen Yao came back to her senses, tied the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, withdrew her gaze, looked down at her ring finger, "Think about something."

"whats the matter."

Before she could answer, Yan Sui continued, "Shouldn't you be thinking about me?"

Wen Yao: "...No."

"How can a woman not want a man."

Wen Yao was so startled by his sudden words that she almost bit her own tongue.

After calming my mind, I spoke uprightly: "Women can think too much, and men are just the tip of the iceberg, and—"

She raised her eyes, looked at his side face, and emphasized every word, "I was just thinking about going to my aunt's for dinner, and whether I should buy something."

"Then have you thought about it?"

Wen Yao was very honest: "No."

Yan Suihu said coldly, "Then you might as well think about me more."

Wen Yao took a deep breath, resisting the urge to smash the handbag in his face.

Ask him patiently: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Yan Sui nodded, "Open the storage box in front of you."

Although Wen Yao was suspicious, he still followed suit.

"Did you see the picture inside?"

"Ah."

Wen Yao saw it, it was a very beautiful woman in the photo, from her perspective, even though it was framed by the palm-sized photo and a bit crushed by other things, she could still get a glimpse of the woman's amorous feelings.

"take it out."

Wen Yao stretched out her hand, and subconsciously brushed away the non-existent layer of dust on the surface. When it fell into her eyes, she realized that this woman looked familiar.

After careful identification, she recognized that this was the woman she saw from the opposite LED curtain wall when she was having dinner with Ye Zhi in the North Pavilion that night.

Ye Zhi said she was a star, her surname was Lin.

Yan Sui: "Other people don't need to deliberately arrange it. My aunt's family has a young daughter who just graduated from high school, named Shen Xin. She likes the woman in the photo. Just give her this autographed photo when the time comes."

Wen Yao was thoughtful, and agreed.

Yan Sui glimpsed her still staring at the photo from the corner of his eye, and explained aloud, "Her name is Lin Anhe, and she is Song Yicen's wife."

"what?"

Now it was Wen Yao's turn to be surprised.

But it can also be explained why he has Lin Anhe's autographed photo here, because of his relationship with Song Yicen, it's easy.

Yan Sui smiled a little, probably pleased by her tongue-tied expression, "Strange?"

Wen Yao shook her head, "No..."

She didn't know much about Song Yicen, and even more about his wife. Now that Yan Sui mentioned it, she was only surprised for a second or two before she could accept it freely.

But for the first time when he came to visit, Wen Yao was empty-handed, somewhat uncomfortable.

Yan casually said, "Just hold my arm."

Wen Yao glanced at him, and silently took his arm.

When they arrived at the door, a middle-aged man laughed and said, "It's Young Master Yan who is here!"

sir...

Wen Yao was stunned and burned out.

Footsteps paused.

Yan Sui noticed and slowed down, "Uncle Feng."

Then he whispered: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yao shook her head, and obediently followed him to call for someone.

Probably because of the greeting in advance, Uncle Feng was not surprised to see Wen Yao, he smiled until the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, looked at Wen Yao, then at Yan Sui, and praised, "Young master has good eyesight, young lady is so beautiful, sir and wife Everyone is waiting inside, so hurry up and go in!"

The two went inside.

Yan Sui roughly guessed where her awkwardness just now came from, and said in a low voice: "My aunt is fine here, the Yan family is more polite and polite."

He reminded her earlier that when he arrived at Yan's house, there was no need to make such a fuss.

Wen Yao thought of the description and description of the Yan family on the Internet and in the materials before, and whispered: "Are there really a few concubines?"

Three wives and four concubines like in ancient times.

Yan Sui glanced at her lightly, noncommittal, "Yes."

Wen Yao pursed her lips, lowered her eyebrows and eyes.

"But the big room is not."

"Ok?"

He meant something: "My parents are not, and neither am I."

"..."

No matter how dull Wen Yao was, she could still hear his undertones.

Unavoidably, the evil turned to the gallbladder, "Isn't it possible to suffer from kidney deficiency?"

To deal with so many women.

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, looked over with a little deep meaning, and said in a slow tone: "I don't know about other people, but I don't. I believe you have already realized this."

Wen Yao: "..."

If I'm not mistaken, she dug a hole by herself, and then buried herself?