Crossing the line

Chapter 146 Our Child is One Year Old
Seeing him as stiff as a zombie, Yun Yuwan wanted to laugh, but she was too patient to laugh and waited to provoke him again.

She leaned against the car door, one elbow resting on the rearview mirror, and took out a pack of cigarettes from the evening bag that she hung on Wen Yang's rearview mirror. She held the cigarette between her matte red lips, gently bit the popping beads, and held the fire to light it.

Wen Yangzhi turned around and saw that she had untied the lighter. He moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "Why are you smoking now?"

But he didn't mean to question her. Instead, he lowered his posture and asked her why there was such a big change.

He was too close to her, and she exhaled gently, the smoke swirling upward around his handsome, tall face.

Her whispered words were like a long thorn piercing Wen Yangzhi's body: "You need to prepare for pregnancy, but I don't."

His heart was floating in the charming night breeze: "It's getting late."

She half-closed her eyes and flicked the ash from his shoe one meter above her. She watched the ash fall onto his clean shoe surface and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man's breath surged like a wave, and the male hormones surged so violently:
"I love you."

She lowered her head and laughed, and after a lazy smile, she looked up at him: "Don't you have anything else to say besides this?"

Wen Yangzhi was already tense with emotions at this moment, just like when he was in love during adolescence and found out that the girl he liked liked the male monitor of the next class. Even though he had never experienced this, he also had the feeling of being pulled to the point of losing his soul by a broken heart:

"I miss you so much that I can't sleep every night. You blocked me on Instagram and Weibo, and even banned me from using your music apps. I really want to see you."

There were too many things he couldn't say. For example, when he heard others casually mention a word or two about her, he would be frightened and stand there for a long time unable to recover. When he ate a good dish, he would think that she must like it too, but he would realize belatedly that he no longer had her.

He always ate bread with a knife and fork, but after she left, he couldn't help but flatten the bread as well, feeling the texture that she might crave when eating bread.

I love her so much that it hurts, but seeing her is harder than climbing to the sky.

There is always a bouquet of late spring flowers on the desk, because every week's fresh bouquet greeting cards will have her blessings printed in batches.

He used many unfathomable methods to capture her traces and miss her.

Yun Yuwan just held a tiny spark of fire on her fingertips and looked at him with her beautiful eyes without saying a word.

Wen Yangzhi put his hands on the roof of the car, holding her between his chest and the door, and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend now?"

She was in an unclear mood, she just raised her eyelids and said slowly: "What do you think?"

He lowered his head slightly, as if trying to pass her smoke: "I want to ask you."

Even though she was so close, she didn't answer, but just flicked the ash off her cigarette.

His voice was hoarse and dry: "You can consider me again."

She didn't care: "Think about it."

Wen Yangzhi wrapped her in a vague way: "Let's have dinner tomorrow, are you willing?"

She put her hand on his chest: "Have breakfast."

When adults say "eat breakfast", the implication is not just eating breakfast.

It's tonight we stay together.

Wen Yangzhi's breathing became a little heavier, and he was a little bit unbelieving, but his voice became lower and lower, as if it was directly vibrating from his chest to her ears: "Go to my place?"

There was a small fire reflected in her eyes, and she said, "Of course, we'll get a room."

He seemed to be rooted all over, piercing every pore of his body, and she was the trunk, holding onto his roots and walking around freely: "Which hotel do you prefer?"

She pointed her cigarette slowly towards the upper floor of the hotel: "I have booked a room. It's upstairs."

Wen Yangzhi looked at her face, his heartbeat and blood living and dying together, almost being drawn out of his body. He finally understood how the witch sucked people's essence.

She had clearly already booked the room, but she left him in a state of confusion.

She took another puff of cigarette, blew it in his face, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you sleeping?"

He wished he could hug her and kiss her deeply at this moment, and couldn't wait to say in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

The banquet hall was on the second floor, but the elevator they took went from the first floor to the thirtieth floor. Vic's floor was quiet and deserted. There were only three presidential suites in total, and not many could afford them.

The elevator reached the 30th floor. She took out a room card from her dinner bag. The door lock made a beeping sound and was unlocked in an instant.

She walked into the door, Wen Yangzhi followed closely behind her, and the door was closed.

As soon as he entered the room, he bent down, held her face and kissed her.

Like a passionate summer rain, it is hot and scorching, falling deeply and lingeringly.

The bag and coat were thrown all over the floor. She pulled at the collar of his shirt. Handmade couture was fragile to begin with, and a button broke as she pulled it, and it bounced to the floor, but he had no time to care.

He untied the belt of her dress thoughtfully.

Lying on the bed, still kissing deeply.

The banquet hall on the second floor was still crowded with guests, laughing and chatting. At that moment, no one would have thought that the head of Wen's Bank was making things happen upstairs, uncontrollable like the wind and rain.

Every time they intertwined, he was overwhelmed with longing.

But no matter how hard he pushed, she would not call him brother. She only called him Mr. Wen in a lazy and hoarse voice, with a sense of distance and strangeness.

Even when he held her in his arms while sleeping, she would always have her back to him.

But he didn't care about anything anymore, as long as she was willing to provoke him, even if he was just one of them, even if he was just a pastime for her when she returned home, a one-night stand partner with no responsibility, who didn't need her to explain anything, just to sleep with her.

Breathing in her scent was enough to comfort his struggling thoughts.

When Wen Yangzhi woke up early in the morning, he found her looking at her phone at the end of the bed. She was not wearing the bathrobe she had changed into after taking a shower, but had changed back into yesterday's clothes. He hugged her from behind.

Yun Yuwan turned off the screen and didn't let him see it: "Leave when you wake up."

He thought she was going to chase him away, and his mind was shocked: "Where are you going?"

She stated the facts calmly: "I told Aunt Qin that I will go back to the old house to see her today and have breakfast."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll go back with you."

He knew it was highly unlikely, but he still asked, "Can we get married now?"

Unexpectedly, she raised her eyebrows and asked slowly, "Why should I marry you?"

It was as if a bomb exploded inside Wen Yangzhi's brain.

What she wanted most in the past, she no longer wants. She lifted it up lightly, but it was like a shotgun shot at him: "You are old, and I am still young."

Wen Yangzhi stood there for a long time with a dizzy head.

But she didn't take it seriously. After a while, she raised her foot casually and said, "Help me put on my shoes."

Wen Yangzhi stood up with a confused heart, walked to the corridor inside the room to pick up her high heels, walked to her and half-knelt, holding the high heels in one hand and supporting her ankle with the other to help her put them on.

She suddenly put her other foot on his face and looked down at him.

She stepped on his face, her feet slightly rotating on his thin features.

Wen Yangzhi just kept silent and let her step on it, while his hands steadily put on the shoe on her other foot.

She did the same thing last night. When she hung her legs on his shoulders, she stepped on him with her feet.

Seeing that he had put on his shoes, she slowly put her foot down and asked him to help her put on the shoe on her foot.

Wen Yangzhi lowered his head, and she waited for him to put on his clothes slowly.

He finally said, "Okay."

She retracted her foot: "Go wash up."

He got up and went to the bathroom.

But when he came out after brushing his teeth and washing his face, Yun Yuwan was gone.

His heart tightened and he hurried downstairs and drove back to the old house. As soon as he entered the restaurant of the old house, he saw Yun Yuwan wearing a comfortable T-shirt and trousers and sitting at the dining table. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qin and Wen Wei were grinning from ear to ear and kept asking questions. She was patient and good-tempered and answered them one by one.

The two were a little surprised to see Wen Yangzhi suddenly appear in the restaurant, but it was double the joy, especially Zhao Qin, who almost grinned from ear to ear.

seen!
Finally saw it!
Zhao Qin's heart was shaking with excitement, but she had to control herself from laughing too much: "You can sit opposite Yu Wan."

Wen Yangzhi walked over to her expressionlessly and sat down opposite her.

But although Yun Yuwan had a smile on her face, she ignored Wen Yangzhi.

Wen Yangzhi gently touched her slippers with his slippers. She ignored him after he touched her once, but after he touched her twice, she finally responded.

She asked him as innocently as she did two years ago, her eyes as clear as a child's who didn't understand anything: "Brother, are your feet uncomfortable? They always touch me."

For a moment, the table was quiet.

Deathly silence.

Wen Wei gently held his forehead, what a shame.

Zhao Qin didn't expect this either.

Wen Yangzhi was stunned.

They had just made love last night, but now she acted as if she had no interest in him at all, or even that she was not very familiar with him.

Because of Wen Yangzhi’s outrageous behavior, the two old people felt a little awkward during the meal.

Not in front of them.

Wen Yangzhi picked up some food for her with a smug look on his face, but Yun Yuwan remained silent as if the food was not cooked well, and pushed it to Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qin glanced at Wen Yang and almost clenched her fists.

After dinner, Yun Yuwan went upstairs to get some fresh air, and Wen Yangzhi followed her.

He was still behind her, and she seemed to sense it and asked, "Do you want to see my son?"

Wen Yangzhi was shocked for a moment, but she was still leaning loosely on the recliner, with no intention of turning around to look at him.

He felt like the voice wasn't his own anymore: "How old is the child?"

She finally turned around, looked at him with seductive eyes in the sunlight, and smiled: "A little over one year old, about one year and two months old."

Wen Yangzhi looked at her cold smiling face and his heart was in turmoil.

If she was already pregnant when she left the country, their child would be exactly this age.

He was so shocked that he felt like a mountain was about to collapse: "Okay..."

Looking at her, his head felt dizzy, as if he had been punched.

Children, children...

After going downstairs, he hurriedly called Zhu Qingan and asked, "What does a one-year-old child like?"

Zhu Qingan replied perfunctorily: "Toys or delicious food. If he is weaned, he will probably like some snacks."

But as he was talking, Zhu Qingan felt something was wrong: "Why, you suddenly had a one-year-old child?"

Wen Yangzhi was just confused: "I don't know."

But Wen Yangzhi never messed around, the only girlfriend Zhu Qingan knew of him was——

Zhu Qingan was shocked and said, "Are you... Yuwan?!"

Wen Yangzhi was confused and just said, "I'll hang up first."

But Zhu Qing'an's troubles were not over yet.

If it is late,

No wonder, no wonder!
The baby fat on Yuwan's face disappeared, and she became mature in an instant, and her words and actions are exactly the same as before.

Isn't that what it's like to have a baby?

Both she and Nong Zhang had seen Yuwan this year, but they had never seen him once the year before, as if he had suddenly disappeared.

She and Wen Yangzhi had talked about Yuwan's recent situation, which also happened this year.

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