Crossing the line

Chapter 140 Your Rainbow
She didn't say anything, but just leaned weakly against the wall, her eyelids drooping slightly swollen.

Wen Yangzhi didn't have her clothes, so he gave her his own T-shirt and trousers instead. They were so big on her that she looked like a doll wrapped in a big sack.

He didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, whether she thought he had finally shown his sincerity or was annoyed by his existence.

But unexpectedly, it was none of them. She did not respond to any prenuptial agreement, but just looked at the clothes on her body with some repulsion: "Did you change the clothes for me?"

With a red slap mark on his face, he circled her on the sink with his long arms, only two centimeters away from her knees:

"it's me."

But the next second she covered her chest and avoided him with a resisting body language.

If there wasn't a wall behind her, I'm afraid she would have retreated further.

Wen Yangzhi's eyelashes trembled, as if the tremor was caused by the tension of muscles all over the body.

It was obvious that they had already been honest with each other for more than a hundred times in three months. She always came to pester him for it. He couldn't resist the woman he liked. Sometimes in the morning, sometimes at noon, sometimes in the evening, sometimes in the middle of the night. What had he not seen of her?
But now, she feels repulsed just by changing her clothes.

When he looks at her now, she feels uncomfortable and thinks that it has crossed the line. Does it mean that she no longer regards him as a partner in her heart?

Wen Yang leaned his upper body towards her slightly: "Wanwan, please don't be like this, okay?"

She finally sobered up a little, and the moment she regained consciousness, she was disgusted with her drunken reaction.

A person who hurt her so deeply, she clearly hated his approach from the bottom of her heart, but when she was confused, she did something that made her sick, obeying him and relying on him.

Looking at Wen Yangzhi who was so close that she could kiss him just by looking up, she just turned her face away and said nothing.

Knowing that she didn't want him to look at her, Wen Yangzhi pinched the hem of his clothes, lifted them up and took them off, neatly pulled the long sleeves off his arms, and threw them into the dirty clothes basket.

He looked at her with his long and refined upper body naked. The rock rose scent on his body seemed to burn her skin with fire, but there was no smile on his face:

"I'll give it to you."

His hands were already on the waistband of his pants, pressing against the veins that spread into his abdomen, leaving no doubt that he would take them off for her to see in the next second.

Yun Yuwan closed her eyes uncomfortably and didn't want to look at him: "I'm not flirting with you."

But he pressed his hands on the sink and leaned towards her: "I was flirting with you."

She didn't want to look at it any more: "Go back to bed first."

Wen Yangzhi's voice was as low as the white noise of the environment, and he was afraid that she would be unhappy if it wasn't gentle enough: "You haven't read the prenuptial agreement yet."

She just avoided him, her eyebrows slightly frowned: "I'll take a look later, you go back first."

Yun Yuwan felt that she was on the verge of exploding. If he said another word, she would argue with him.

But he loosened his hand, as if he knew something, and only said: "I'll wait for you."

He turned and left the bathroom.

The door closed and didn't open again for more than an hour.

Yun Yuwan stayed in the bathroom, not wanting to go out and face it.

In fact, even if he took it out, she wouldn't want to look at it. He could disappoint her so much, so how good could his compensation be?
To be good to her, he should at least tell her what his problem is at the beginning, instead of letting her seduce him and guess his feelings for her while they are not together. After they are together, she always throws herself at him and wants to marry him, but he plans to date her for only three months.

And the reason is that the NPD relationship can't last more than three months, how great, now the responsibility doesn't have to be placed on him, but can be pushed to her.

Would she still stick to someone who made her feel cheap again and again? Finally, Wen Yangzhi heard the door open. Yun Yuwan stood at the bathroom door and glanced at him. She walked over with her eyes down, got on the bed, opened the quilt, and lay down with her back to him. She said calmly:
"Go to sleep."

Wen Yangzhi looked at the thick stack of papers on the table, all of which he had written day and night: "Don't you want to read the prenuptial agreement?"

"No, it's too late." She just answered like a pool of stagnant water.

Wen Yangzhi was silent for a long time. Perhaps she felt the heavy breathing of the person behind her, she suddenly stood up, rolled up the prenuptial agreement and stuffed it into her bag.

"I don't want to watch it in front of you. I'll watch it myself sometime tomorrow."

Looking at her deathly solemn expression, Wen Yangzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least she was willing to watch.

The next day, an accident occurred during the acquisition of Maigu, and Wen Yangzhi was urgently needed to make a decision. He was tripped up and forced to fly to the United States.

He was still negotiating to switch to a cross-border video conference instead of going to the United States.

Yun Yuwan quietly sent a message to Jiang Yingyu, and Jiang Yingyu said he would come to pick her up.

Without Wen Yangzhi noticing, she sneaked out of the hotel. There was a trash can not far from the door. Yun Yuwan took out the stack of prenuptial agreements and threw them directly into the trash can without even looking at them.

Jiang Yingyu arrived at the agreed location not long after. He did not mention what happened last night. He just took her feelings into consideration, knowing that she was probably unhappy too. "Did you sleep well last night?"

She didn't mention it, but said gently: "It's time for us to go to Milan. I've always wanted to go shopping in Milan, but I didn't have the chance."

Jiang Yingyu was so smart that he immediately understood what she meant: "When we come to Italy, we should also go to Milan. Let's go there tomorrow."

He bent down slightly, and looked at her with clear eyes: "But before that, can I take you to see the rainbow?"

She was slightly surprised, but her smile was quiet and patient: "Will it really happen?"

The sky in Edinburgh is cloudless and it won't rain, so of course it's hard to see a rainbow.

He felt very happy just by seeing her, and asked with a smile and a gentle voice: "Then do you want to go with me to see it?"

She smiled politely: "Okay."

But when they got there, he asked her to wait.

She was waiting upstairs when she suddenly heard a noise downstairs. She opened the window and saw a lawn garden below. Water from the sprinklers on the ground in the garden was scattering in circles.

In the corner, there was a tall man holding a water pipe, with his thumb half pressing on the pipe mouth, allowing the water in the pipe to scatter in the air, splashing countless water molecules. Under the sunlight, the water vapor refracted the shape of a rainbow.

In the mist, the rainbow was pure, beautiful and magnificent. Together with a group of roses, it was so beautiful that it was beyond words. It was even more beautiful than the rainbow she had seen in London.

The water vapor spread almost the entire garden, like a fairyland, with the same refraction principle as the rainbow after the rain.

Sunlight is composed of a combination of multiple colors of light. When sunlight shines on raindrops, it is refracted inside the water droplets. Different colors of light have different wavelengths and different refraction angles. Red light has a longer wavelength and a smaller refraction angle, while purple light has a shorter wavelength and a larger refraction angle. So the order is red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.

It was hard for him to imagine letting her see a rainbow like this.

Jiang Yingyu's T-shirt was completely wet, sticking to his fluent upper body, and one could see underneath through the transparent clothes. His black hair was slightly damp, but not greasy, which matched his sincere and expectant smile, and instead gave him a refreshing and handsome masculinity.

She stood in the drizzle, as if she had not seen such a genuine surprise for a long time. She was stunned for a moment and reached out to catch the mist.

It turns out that she is worthy of others doing all this for her.

She is not cheap.