trap rose

Chapter 23 Ambiguous Atmosphere
This phone call almost disturbed Pei Zhiyao's thoughts.

The man frowned and picked up, his left hand still holding Wen Mian's wrist bone.

His fair skin had long been left with a medium-deep red mark from the struggle.

At the same time, a voice came from the other side of the receiver.

"Zhiyao, there is an event that I need to meet with you in person. The last project is almost completed. When it is finished, we need to meet and have a good talk to decide on the future direction."

The crisp voice blew through Pei Zhiyao's heart like a feather.

However, the man stared at Wen Mian sideways, focusing entirely on Wen Mian.

"understood."

Pei Zhiyao cleared his throat and responded to Ling Yuyan's words.

There was an obvious shrewdness in Ke Wenmian's eyes.

Before Pei Zhiyao could react, Wen Mian's right hand was already touching Pei Zhiyao's waist.

The gentle touch made Pei Zhiyao groan subconsciously.

The woman's stimulation also made Pei Zhiyao make an ambiguous voice.

He glared at her, and there was silence in the air.

Ling Yuyan found something was wrong.

"Is there someone with you?"

Ling Yuyan's question rang in her ears.

Pei Zhiyao, however, kept his eyes on Wen Mian and gradually moved his phone away.

"Zhiyao? Is there anyone around you? Are you still busy at work?"

Pei Zhiyao had nothing to do, but Wen Mian's teasing continued.

"Are you talking? Are there other women around you?"

The man's forbearance made his face turn red, and when his interest became high, Ling Yuyan's questioning continued.

Pei Zhiyao couldn't stand Ling Yuyan's aggressive questioning, so he had to admit it.

"Yes."

This short word made Ling Yuyan's heart beat wildly, as if it was in her throat.

He and Pei Zhiyao have been entangled for so many years, but because Ling Yuyan is proud and arrogant, she has not confirmed her relationship with Pei Zhiyao.

But she can't get it, and neither can other women.

When she heard Pei Zhiyao admitting, Ling Yuyan's voice suddenly became furious.

But Pei Zhiyao still looked calm and composed, and asked back with a cold voice. "Does my matter have anything to do with you?"

Ling Yuyan was speechless and didn't know how to respond to Pei Zhiyao's question.

"Since this call is about work, my personal matters are not within the scope of your inquiry. I have already written down the request you just mentioned. When I have time, I will meet you to discuss it in detail."

The voice fell, and the phone hung up directly.

Whatever Ling Yuyan wanted to say was blocked.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly turned cold.

"I'm talking about work, are you looking for trouble?"

Wen Mian just now was simply seeking death.

Every move he made touched Pei Zhiyao's heart.

The man gritted his teeth and held back, but he still became interested.

"I didn't realize you were talking about work just now."

"is it?"

For a moment, Wen Mian gritted his teeth and glared at him, but Pei Zhiyao turned over and came to the back seat, overpowering him.

The spacious car suddenly became crowded.

Wen Mian's hands that tried to resist were firmly restrained by Pei Zhiyao.

The woman stood up to move, and Pei Zhiyao's movements became more violent.

"Still want to move? There was so much fun just now, now it's my turn."

Wen Mian deliberately made trouble, but in the end he was punished by Pei Zhiyao.

The man opened Wen Mian's collar, revealing his snow-white skin.

There seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere floating throughout the car.

"Don't don't."

Pei Zhiyao looked as if he wanted to do that kind of thing with her in the car.

But Wen Mian's fearful look had already been exposed on his face.

If he really tried to do it with live ammunition, Wen Mian wouldn't be able to withstand it.

"Don't be like this, the driver is still here, it would be bad if someone saw you."

(End of this chapter)