marital love

Speaking of this, Wen Yao felt that she had to remind Yan Sui.

"In the company from now on, don't touch me. If someone finds out and exposes it, how will it end?"

Yan Sui looked at her silently, with no emotion on his face, but it still made people feel that he seemed displeased, and his eyes were tired. After a long while, he said calmly: "To be honest. Marriage is not something shameful. , the fact that you are my wife is a certainty, Wen Yao, you can only deceive yourself with this kind of self-deception, the more you care about it, the more accidents will happen."

He didn't regard this matter as a shameful thing. He could tolerate some of Wen Yao's actions, and he could pretend that he didn't see them, but her repeated cover-ups and separation of ties were indeed infuriating. .

Wen Yao was silent, she could hear the coldness and sarcasm in his voice, she said helplessly: "Didn't we agree before..."

"Who told you better." He interrupted bluntly.

Wen Yao was taken aback, indeed.

He never told her clearly whether the relationship between the two was exposed or not, and it was her own cautiousness and fear.

Her heart was slightly suffocated, and she sat on pins and needles. After a while, she stood up and wanted to leave, "Then you sober up first, and I won't bother you."

Yan Sui looked at her action of escaping because she had the upper hand, and said in a deep voice, "Stop."

Wen Yao stopped.

"Sit down."

She didn't move.

Yan Sui accentuated his tone, and uttered a word with his thin lips: "Sit."

Wen Yao finally sat down, bowed her head and said nothing.

Two years ago, Wen Yao was a person who liked to show her emotions on the surface. Although she was on guard against Jiang Shuliu and Wen Yumian, she looked like a very mature and thoughtful person.

But when Yan Sui gets along with her, most of what he sees is her natural side. The methods and gestures she uses to deal with Jiang Shuliu and the others are not worth mentioning in Yan Sui's eyes.

So he knew Wen Yao very well.

To what extent, probably as long as she pursed her lips or frowned slightly, she knew her emotional state, whether it was genuine disgust or perfunctory.

Wen Yao's eyes were downcast in front of her, her face was flat, but the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and her hands on her knees were twisted.

——Yan Sui can be sure that at this moment, she must not be convinced in her heart, and even secretly scolded him in her heart.

However, Yan Sui's idea is correct, Wen Yao looks calm on the surface, but actually has a lot of resentment towards Yan Sui in his heart.

For a while, I feel that he is domineering, hypocritical and indifferent, and for a while, I feel that he is authoritarian, domineering, annoying and double-standard.

Yan Sui put the water glass away, looked at Wen Yao for a few seconds, and then said, "You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime. As long as you or I stay in KZ for a day, your so-called concealment of marriage is simply nonsense."

Wen Yao smiled, her smile was shallow, and her voice was soft and soft, "There are also cases like this in other companies. As far as I know, there is a couple who have been secretly married for ten years in an investment bank, and some banks even do not allow office In love affairs, husband and wife colleagues are prohibited, and there are still people who have done a good job of keeping secrets."

"You also said it was something else, our situation is different."

"Why is it different?" She shed the sharp hair all over her body, but she was wearing a mask invisibly.

Yan Sui remained calm, "At the end of the month, the second master Yan's birthday banquet, if you show up with me, it is impossible for the Yan family not to focus on you. I can tell you clearly, as the eldest grandson daughter-in-law of the Yan family, holding a wedding is a must. Indispensable."

When Wen Yao heard the word "wedding", her heart trembled uncontrollably, and she even felt dizzy and dizzy. After a few seconds, she calmed down, and her voice was inexplicably dry: "...Wedding?"

Yan Sui said with a smile that was not a smile: "Do you think it is enough to just get a certificate? I have repeatedly reminded you that marrying me is not a simple matter."

It was she who didn't know what to say, trying to find ways to bump into it one after another.

Now that I have come to this point, I want to retreat.

is it possible.

No.

At least in Wen Yao's expectations, it shouldn't be like this. She always feels that something is beyond her original line of thinking and deviates from the track she set.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something, but found that she seemed to be drained of all her strength and became tired.

"How many people do you think will know about the Yan family's wedding?"

Even if you don't count the news and gossip from the outside world, just in the circle, it will be spread to ten or ten, and then it will be too powerless to cover your mouth to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Wen Yao didn't speak anymore, as if she couldn't find anything to say, and completely surrendered.

But she still couldn't help feeling flustered, something was screaming in her blood, and without even thinking about it, she blurted out: "Does it have to be a wedding?"

When she raised her head, she suddenly bumped into his quiet and deep eyes. The man's brows were indifferent, as if he couldn't notice her panic, so he was extraordinarily calm.

"You don't want to do it?" He asked back with a cool voice.

She thought about it - when she was dating, she talked to Yan Sui about the wedding more than once. At that time, she discussed with him the style and location of the wedding, and was so careful that the accompanying gifts were planned in advance, what flowers to use , indoor or outdoor, even travel wedding.

At that time, Yan Sui didn't think far, but he remembered it in his heart.

The air-conditioning in the living room enveloped her, causing goose bumps on Wen Yao's arms, and then she lowered her head to stare at her toes.

After being silent for two seconds, he looked up at him, and said with a gentle smile, "If you don't want to, can you not hold it?"

"No."

He was straightforward and did not hesitate to break her illusion.

Even though Wen Yao was already prepared in her heart, she couldn't help but clenched her fingertips tightly after being rejected so bluntly.

"What worries do you have—"

As soon as Yan Sui finished speaking, a cell phone rang.

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, seeing that it was her cell phone.

The remark above was very familiar, she couldn't help but frowned, and said to Yan Sui, "I'll answer the phone first."

Then he picked it up and walked to the French window, avoiding Yan Sui.

Ignoring the gaze looking at her.

"Hey."

"Yoyao, are you home now?"

The call was from Wen Xuemin, with an urgent voice.

Wen Yao touched the window with her fingertips and nodded, "Yes."

"Then Huai Xu is by your side?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "He's here."

Wen Xuemin immediately said in a hurry: "Then can you answer the phone for Huai Xu, Dad has something urgent to discuss with him!"

"He's busy." Wen Yao subconsciously refused, lowering her voice: "It's not convenient."

Wen Xuemin paused, then sighed again, and said, "Then Dad told you the same thing, remember to tell Huai."

"Ah."

"Father came to Huaixu before to discuss Qiming's affairs, and he also promised to send someone over to find out, but it hasn't seen any results yet... Dad doesn't mean that he doesn't care about the Wen family, but you know, Qiming's current situation The situation is difficult, how many people are staring and looking at the downfall, father knows that you and Huai Xu just got married, these things shouldn't bother you two, but if you don't help Qiming again, father doesn't want to be promoted at this age, just I think it's a pity that your grandfather's hard work was ruined in the hands of your father, and your mother..."

Speaking of this, Wen Xuemin lamented heavily, with a very desolate tone.

Wen Yao didn't care about how much misery and hypocrisy there were in his words, but the last two sentences did make her temples throb.

She closed her eyes deeply and clenched her teeth, "I will mention this to him."

It's also to blame that her mind has been either focusing on work recently, or indulging in the twists and turns with Yan Sui, completely leaving Qiming behind.

No matter whether Wen Xuemin's phone call took the opportunity to sow discord or complain, it made Wen Yao feel deeply suffocated, even deceitful.

Because of Yan Sui's inaction.

This marriage was obviously a business of your love and my wish, but now it has become her unilateral contribution, and Yan Sui enjoys it. She helps him solve his physical needs and helps him with Yan's family chores. Qiming is in dire straits, but he is Here is a good time to talk to her about the wedding.

What an irony.

hang up the phone.

Wen Yao looked at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the fountain pool under the street lights, surrounded by greenery, and her face reflected on the window.

air of gloominess.

She squeezed her phone tightly and walked over.

"Whose phone number?" Yan Sui asked.

Wen Yao's fingertips turned white.

She is enduring.

"My Father."

"Ah."

He responded lowly and didn't seem to care at all.

Wen Yao's heart was half cold, she took a deep breath, glanced at him, and went straight upstairs.

Yan Sui stopped her again, "We haven't finished talking about the wedding yet."

Wen Yao just stepped on the first step, with her back facing him, her voice sounded cold, "Is there anything else to talk about, I don't want to do it."

When she answered a phone call, her emotions became sharp and resistant, Yan Sui couldn't see it.

"What's the meaning."

His face was also a little unkind, and his voice sank.

Wen Yao turned around, looked at him and sneered, "What else can you mean, I don't think there is any need to do that, can't you hear it?"

From getting along with Yan Sui, Wen Yao probably knows that he prefers and likes the kind of docile and obedient woman. In her opinion, this kind of woman is easy to control and has no lethality, which is a very important thing for him. nice thing.

Yan Sui seems to be soft and hard, but most of the time when she pretends to be soft, Yan Sui is useful.

Wen Yao thought to herself, probably there will be a quarrel with him tonight, so why not open the skylight and speak honestly, so as to save her from being secretive and guilty.

She stood on the steps, taller than him who was sitting, and there was a distance between the two of them, so when they spoke, their voice would inevitably rise, resounding in the huge living room.

"Why did I marry you? I told you very clearly before that it was for money. Don't you really think that I love you, and I love you so much that I have shamelessly dedicated myself to begging you to fuck me, then you are very wrong It's gone." She shook her head, not concealing the maliciousness in her words.

I also lost the patience to play word games with him and keep going around in circles.

"I want to keep Qiming, and I want to cling to the rich and powerful and use my marriage to get Qiming's shares and have the right to speak as a shareholder. I picked you from many wealthy families in Lingchuan. I think you can be worthy of me, so I have you." After the affair at the bar, the room was opened.

"I wanted to use sex videos to force you to get married, but I didn't expect that you, as worthy of being Mr. Yan, not only retreated completely, but also made me passive and at a disadvantage. If I had a better choice, I would definitely not will marry you."

Every time she said a word, a sentence, Yan Sui's face became more and more cold.

After a while, he said in a low voice, "What should I say, say that I was stupid enough to fall into your ways, and I should praise Mrs. Yan that you are so smart."

"Your words tell me that you look down on the lady called by the high-level people, and in a blink of an eye, you use the benefits you exchanged for your body as a disgraceful and anti-prosperity talk. Your mouth is not only eloquent, but also poisonous. How does it feel to hurt yourself by eight hundred?"

He stood up and walked towards her.

Wen Yao couldn't help but took a step back, her feet reached the other steps, and she uncontrollably leaned back, she was so startled that she quickly grabbed the handrail.

The man approached, grabbed her chin with his strong and powerful hands, and forced her to look at him under her panicked eyes, "I must have held back these words for a long time, now that I have said them, how does it feel, huh? "

Wen Yao seemed to be scalded by the temperature on his fingertips, and wanted to escape, but was blocked by Yan Sui forcefully.

He bent down slightly, and his breath came down, just on her cheek, "What did your father tell you, did he say that I broke my word, ignored your little broken company, and said that I watched you indifferently?" Qiming went bankrupt and waited to die, saying that I obviously have the ability but just sit on the sidelines and fail to help?"

Wen Yao swallowed silently, "So what."

He smiled lightly, with a loose posture, rubbed his fingertips on her skin, moved up inch by inch, landed on the corner of her lips, and rubbed heavily with his fingertips, seeing her frowning in pain, he also withdrew his strength.

"You must think so of me, too, don't you?"

Wen Yao avoided answering, her stubborn expression already represented everything.

Yan Sui took his hand away and let her go.

Wen Yao subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, her chin and the corners of her lips were still burning hot, as if she had been burned, making the corners of her eyes slightly red.

He looked at her, and after a few seconds, he raised his hand to gently touch her soft face, "Mrs. Yan, you are really wonderful."

The tone is calm and gentle.

Wen Yao heard the coldness for no reason.

Her teeth chattered from the cold, and she realized that the basket she poked tonight seemed really too big.

Her words were not only filled with anger and unscrupulousness, but also condemned and attacked a man's self-esteem and pride.

"If you don't want to marry me, it must be embarrassing for you. If you don't want to, you have to make false claims with a man, and if you are forced to have sex, you still feel sick in your heart, don't you?"

Wen Yao wanted to say something to deny it, but her throat seemed to be choked and she couldn't say anything.

When people are short of breath, they seldom think about the consequences.

At this moment, Wen Yao had to admit that she was really too impulsive.

She shook her head, "I..."

Yan Sui didn't want to hear any explanation from her.

He said: "I don't want to hold a wedding, what's the next step? Wait until I spend money to fill Qiming's hole like a fool, and then Mrs. Yan will say that the goal has been achieved. I have no use value, and there is no relationship between husband and wife. I will shoot Slap your ass and leave, divorce?"

Wen Yao was shocked that Yan Sui could think her through so thoroughly.

Her breathing was even a little unsteady, and her face turned slightly pale.

Wen Yao licked her lips with difficulty, "I didn't think so."

The voice is very low, especially without confidence.

She drooped her brows and eyes, not wanting to admit that Yan Sui's words touched her heart.

"Then do you still remember what I told you on the day of receiving the certificate?"

Wen Yao recalled, her mind was tense and a little blank, she couldn't think of what he said.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Yan Sui didn't mind reminding her kindly, "I'm married, I won't regret it later, and it's not your turn to speak. In the same way, it's best not to have the idea of ​​marrying me and getting divorced."

"I hate people who go back on their promises the most. To deal with this kind of thing, my way is to give him a little bit of trouble, let him taste it, and dare not do it again, or say Mrs. Yan, you—"

He paused, his eyes were cold and straight and sharp, and he called over, word by word, "Want to try it too?"