Crossing the line

Chapter 107 Male Waiter

Yun Yuwan hesitated: "Why do you want me to go up and lie down? I will go up and lie down."

Unexpectedly, he walked over to her and held her pelvis with his two big hands. Before she could react, he picked her up and made her lie face down on the pillow.

Yun Yuwan was stunned: "..."

Wen Yangzhi was behind her, not knowing what he was doing, but she could only hear his calm voice: "Didn't you ask for it?"

She retorted: "When did I ask for—"

Before she could say anything, she recalled her previous actions to seduce him.

She had indeed asked for it.

She flirted with him in every possible way just to make him unable to control himself first.

"Wen Yangzhi."

His voice was cold: "Yeah."

"Do you like me?" Yun Yuwan murmured softly.

He said directly: "I don't like it."

I thought I would hear the one I like, Yun Yuwan was surprised: “Ah?”

He was not affected at all and finished the second half of the sentence: "So I am working as a waiter here?"

Yun Yuwan couldn't help laughing. She turned her face to the side and leaned against the soft pillow happily.

"Yangzhi, I want to know what you usually do?"

He was ruthless: "Go to work."

Yun Yuwan didn't want to know this. She said in a soft and charming voice, "Except for work."

He remained indifferent: "Only work."

Feeling a slap on the butt, Yun Yuwan heard a cold male voice behind her:

"Lie down, the waiter is about to start work."

Before she could even smile, his big hand immediately pressed on her lower back. Yun Yuwan thought he was going to lift her skirt, but unexpectedly he was just pressing and kneading her waist.

Yun Yuwan turned to look at him in surprise. Wen Yangzhi was looking down with his eyes, wearing trousers and a shirt with his cuffs and several buttons undone. One could vaguely see the lines of his muscles underneath his clothes. Although he was wearing formal attire, he looked lazy, like a husband who massages his wife's waist after work. He had an inexplicable sense of being a husband, and the light shining on his tall nose was softened.

"Are you...rubbing my waist?"

He pressed his palm near her wrist on her waist, rubbing it inch by inch to loosen her tight waist, but his voice was not careless: "Didn't you say your waist hurt last night?"

Yun Yuwan was secretly happy: "Wen Yangzhi, you really are working as a male waiter."

He stared at her with a cold smile in his eyes: "Only you dare to treat me as a waiter."

Yun Yuwan lay there laughing.

Wen Yangzhi's hard hand bones rubbed over, and the sore waist became warm from the rubbing.

She called him again: "Wen Yangzhi."

He ignored her.

Yun Yuwan continued, "I should have my period tomorrow."

Still no sound.

She turned around and said, "Brother, why are you ignoring me?"

"I'm not your real brother, why should you call me so affectionately?" He responded to her indifferently.

She couldn't help but act coquettishly: "Can't I call my old friend my brother so affectionately?"

"Very good." He said suddenly.

Yun Yuwan was puzzled: "What do you mean it's good?"

"You called them by the most affectionate name in front of them, and they didn't even know."

Yun Yuwan reacted in a flash and realized that they were talking about Wen Wei and Zhao Qin.

What was originally a very normal matter became inexplicably stimulating after he said that.

Yun Yuwan secretly wanted to shiver.

But the big hot hands were holding and pressing her waist. Both hands could completely control her waist. Even if they held her waist and lifted her off the bed, she felt like she was being controlled. She could do it without any effort and didn't even have a chance to shiver because someone was supporting her with the heat.

She had no reason to think that he was just as strong at night.

She called him again: "Look up to it."

He didn't answer.

Yun Yuwan muttered: "I like you so much."

Wen Yangzhi didn't respond.

She looked back and saw that he had his eyelids drooped and his expression was indifferent and distant.

Yun Yuwan couldn't help but ask him: "Didn't you hear it?"

"I heard you." He just responded casually.

She was puzzled, and asked in a long and winding tone: "Then why don't you respond to me?"

"There are rules." He said calmly.

Yun Yuwan was confused and immediately became alert: "...What are the rules?"

The veins on his big hand with a silver ring were as bulging as tree roots, clearly winding around the man's large and sexy palm, and it became even clearer when he held her waist tightly: "You are not allowed to have private contact with customers."

Yun Yuwan burst out laughing.

There was a hint of smile in Wen Yangzhi's cold eyes, as faint as raindrops.

Yun Yuwan said as a matter of course: "Yes, I'm afraid that you will get close to a rich and beautiful woman like me."

He was merciless and slapped her butt with his big hand: "Bai Fumei, turn over."

Yun Yuwan was spanked again. When the big hand slapped her, the hard knuckles pressed down and left a dent. He could do whatever he wanted. He always did things that looked very erotic.
"Why do you want me to do it myself? Isn't that what you do?" Yun Yuwan deliberately raised her voice to embarrass him.

"It's not the same if I move." Wen Yangzhi slapped him again, but his words were emotionless, neat and perfunctory.

It doesn't hurt at all but I get a shiver every time for no apparent reason.

Yun Yuwan deliberately lay down to provoke him: "I don't believe you can do it."

Wen Yangzhi simply held her pelvis with his big hand and her shoulders with one hand and turned her over.

Yun Yuwan thought he was going to press her front, and was about to tell him not to do so, as otherwise she might have a stomachache when her period came.

As a result, she was supported by her shoulders and lifted up. Wen Yangzhi sat on the edge of the bed facing her, staring at her with his long eyes.

His face was not of the elegant kind but of the flamboyant kind, with thick black eyelashes and hair, as sharp and distinct as a bird of prey, so handsome that people wanted to engrave every detail of him into their minds, including the way he laughed and spoke.

He sat close to her, his voice was gentle and deep, he didn't mean to joke with her: "Nannan, unbutton me."

For no reason, a wave of hormones came over her, engulfing Yun Yuwan like a wave of clouds.

She reached out her hand and tentatively touched the button of his shirt, and with her slender fingers she peeled the button out of the buttonhole.

The nails are narrow and pink, clean and charming, slightly longer than the fingertips and protruding a little, reflecting a bright light because of the transparent nail polish applied.

She placed her palm against his chest and unbuttoned Wen Yangzhi's shirt.

She heard him say, "I'll be gentle this time." Upstairs, Wen Wei and Zhao Qin were talking, "Gangsheng has been coming back quite frequently recently. He hadn't been back to the old house for two years before."

Zhao Qin could only sigh.

It would have been better if both times he went there were not to send Yuwan back, but just to go home and see them.

What kind of homecoming is this?
He never called them mom and dad. Even if Yun Yuwan wanted to call them mom and dad in the future, Hong Sheng might not agree.

I haven't heard him call mom and dad for at least four or five years.

There are two children in this family who can't even hear the words "mom or dad".

The night was dark and quiet, Yun Yuwan had fallen asleep. Afraid of disturbing her by calling her, Wen Yangzhi went to the terrace downstairs to answer the phone.

Sitting on the rattan chair, the night enveloped half of him.

Zhao Qin went downstairs and found Wen Yangzhi alone on the terrace enjoying the night breeze.

Her son’s tall figure has become nothing to do with her, unlike when he was a child, when he would hug her legs and say that he loved his mother the most.

Those beautiful memories, when she sees Wen Yang now, seem so unreal, like her fantasy.

Zhao Qin walked gently to the terrace and called him, "Gangsheng."

His voice was cold: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Qin asked him softly in the summer breeze: "Do you really hate your sister? Why do you keep avoiding her?"

Wen Yangzhi turned off the phone screen and said calmly: "I'm hiding from her?"

"It's happened twice. Each time she only stayed for a short time before you personally sent her back. Although it was me who said so this time, I actually wanted her to stay with you after she attended the dinner."

Wen Yangzhi didn't say anything.

"You obviously liked my sister very much in the past, and even let her into Jinglou. Now that my sister has grown up, she also wants to get close to you."

Zhao Qin wanted to persuade her son.

Wen Yangzhi didn't know what he was thinking, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Yes, she was getting close to me on purpose."

Zhao Qin, who was beautiful but had fine lines on the corners of her eyes, smiled and said, "At least, can you pretend to like my sister?"

On another level, he nodded and said in a light tone: "I am indeed pretending."

Seeing his indifferent look, Zhao Qin felt that he was too perfunctory. In the current situation, there was no intention of pretending, and his disgust was almost written in his actions.

"But it's obvious that my sister is afraid of you now. She is watching your expression."

Look at his expression?

Wen Yangzhi wanted to laugh, but he just remained calm and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Qin advised him: "Can you try to be more friendly?"

He nodded slightly in understanding, flicked the ash off his cigarette, and replied indifferently: "Why don't I just go and tell her that I like her very much and want to keep her with me. I don't want her to leave. I have liked her since she came to the Wen family. I don't want her to leave or get married."

Of course, this couldn't be the case. Hearing his son's sarcasm, given his usual character, he was already angry and disgusted at the thought of saying such things.

Zhao Qin couldn't help but persuade him tactfully: "Gangsheng, but that's your sister."

"When did I have a sister?" he asked slowly.

Zhao Qin put forward the conditions that the businessman would like most: "Even if it is for my sister's future marriage, can you at least be nicer to her? Mom doesn't care about the past anymore. There is no need to remember that her mother is Lou Wanyi."

He finally raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were cold and indifferent: "I won't let her have any marriage relationship. I don't need to rely on selling her for money. You are already a sincere gesture from the Wen family to treat her well. You know that you are not treating her well."

Zhao Qin murmured, "But mom really wants to treat her as a daughter lately."

Having such an obedient child made her have the delusion that she treated Lou Wanyi's daughter as her own.

Zhao Qin hated Lou Wanyi but was also jealous of her. She looked down on her but also admired her. The contradiction was so great that Zhao Qin couldn't tell what kind of feeling this was.

In order to attract Wen Wei, Zhao Qin wore high heels and dressed in cheap but slightly revealing and bold clothes. Everyone's eyes were on her. She was wearing a white long dress with a halter neck and a low back.

As a result, when Wen Wei was about to pass by her, she was still feeling proud when she stepped on the hem of her skirt and fell in front of Lou Wanyi who was discussing the infrastructure of the new district with the director.

Lou Wanyi, who was wearing a generous and casual knitted cardigan and had two thick long braids, looked at her with some surprise.

But the next second he immediately took off his cardigan and wrapped it around her to prevent her from exposing herself.

Wen Wei still tells Zhao Qin that the first time he saw her, she was wearing that light blue cardigan and a white skirt, and looked flustered. He has a clear memory of it, but unfortunately he never saw her dressed like that again.

Is she the one that makes people excited?
Isn’t it Lou Wanyi’s soul?

No one ever remembered Zhao Qin's birthday. When Zhao Qin was sad in the corner, Lou Wanyi, who never wore makeup, took out a lipstick bought from a foreign trade company and wished her a happy birthday.

Lou Wanyi's eyes were bright and clear, a cleanness she had never experienced before. Zhao Qin could not forget that moment even thirty years later.

He is just a small official with a fixed salary. What's the use of having read so many books? In fact, he is still not as good as her. Once she marries into a wealthy family, she can buy anything with a price in the world.

What is Lou Wanyi?

right?

But why did Lou Wanyi die?

She has read so many books and tried her best to gain a reputation for being incorruptible. She even married a small entrepreneur and had a child. She was about to reach the top. When people heard that she was about to be promoted and that the poverty alleviation project she vigorously promoted was about to be launched, the flowers grown by the poor people in the mountains could immediately be sold to the city.

In fact, Wen Wei used Yun Yuwan as an opportunity to arrange a marriage for her, and Zhao Qin never expected a child she was not familiar with to fight for her own interests.

She was willing to nod because Yun Yuwan was Lou Wanyi's daughter.

It was hard to describe the feeling in my heart. Looking at that distraught little girl, it was hard to imagine that her mother was gone.

Zhao Qin thought that Lou Wanyi's shadow would always exist like the shadow cast by a tall building, but she didn't expect that it would disappear in an instant.

Even Lou Wanyi's daughter could really be appointed as an envoy for marriage alliance.

Originally, she felt that Yun Yuwan and Lou Wanyi had nothing in common, until Yun Yuwan acted so openly yesterday, just like Lou Wanyi, and it was as if she was struck by lightning.

Wen Yangzhi just stared at her with a cold gaze: "You feel that I owe her, and that there is no one in this family who is good to Yun Yuwan, then it will be much more useful for you to be good to her yourself than to ask me to be good to her."

He put away the long lighter on the table: "Even if we talk about marriage, her feelings for anyone in the Wen family are enough to maintain the marriage benefits you want in your heart, not necessarily me."

Zhao Qin stood in the wind and felt chilly for a moment.

Wen Yangzhi didn't want to say more and got up and went upstairs.

Zhao Qin stayed on the terrace alone until late at night.

The next day, Yun Yuwan went downstairs to have breakfast. Zhao Qin deliberately mentioned that she had prepared a skirt for her so that she could wear it to the old lady's birthday party tomorrow.

Yun Yuwan was a little surprised: "Tomorrow is grandma's birthday?"

"Yes." Zhao Qin suddenly realized that she might not know how to handle the specifics of social interaction. "You don't know what to give as a gift, right?"

Yun Yuwan quickly explained: "I have prepared a set of buttons to give to Grandma Zhu, but that is not intended as a birthday present."

So that's what happened. Zhao Qin comforted him, "It's okay. Auntie will help you prepare a gift. It won't be impolite."

Yun Yuwan was so surprised that the spoon he was holding stopped for a moment.

Aunt Qin... help her prepare?
Wen Yangzhi remained calm and continued eating.

Yun Yuwan thought of her specialty: "Why don't I make a birthday cake for Grandma Zhu? I'm really good at decorating with buttercream."

Piping buttercream is just like painting a three-dimensional oil painting, and she can make it look much better than any other pastry chef out there.

"Sure, I'll ask Mrs. Zhu if I can use the cake you made." Zhao Qin said, and suddenly added, "Auntie can make it with you."

For a moment, even Wen Wei, who was eating, was shocked. He stopped scooping porridge and looked at Zhao Qin.

Wen Yangzhi stayed completely out of it, as if it had nothing to do with him.