Crossing the line

Chapter 148 Castrate Those Men
Jiang Jianqing was still somewhat shocked: "Even if this is five million, it is barely understandable. This is five hundred million."

He answered in a low voice: "But Yun wanted to deceive me late, so let it go."

"Have you ever thought that she came back to play with you?" Jiang Jianqing sighed.

Wen Yangzhi raised his head.

Seeing Wen Yangzhi looking at him, he continued, "Because you have money."

Wen Yangzhi leaned against the leather sofa, feeling a little tipsy. He placed his jade-like long fingers on the high bridge of his nose and rubbed the two sides of the bridge of his nose, trying to wake up: "There are millions of rich people in Shanghai, but she is after me. Does she want to be involved with me again?"

Jiang Jianqing: “…”

But before Jiang Jianqing could speak, he heard him murmur, "If she didn't want to be entangled with me anymore, she wouldn't make a fuss about money."

She is not someone who can feel at ease spending her suitor's money.

The only possibility is that she wants to develop a relationship with him.

Jiang Jianqing didn't know whether to say that there was some truth in this or that he had never seen such a confident ATM.

You can go back and chase him, but at least you have to be sober. It's easy to lose like Wen Yangzhi.

Jiang Jianqing pondered: "An ex-girlfriend who broke up with you two years ago, and the breakup was so ugly, now turns back to you, there must be a reason."

Wen Yangzhi said without hesitation: "Because you can't forget me?"

Jiang Jianqing held his forehead with his hand: "I think it's possible that we haven't found a better one. You are the one who is so picky."

Wen Yangzhi didn't know whether he was stubborn or deceiving himself: "At least she picked me."

What else do you need to ask for?
Jiang Jianqing wanted to leave. It was really hard to be the doctor friend of the domineering president: "You are drunk. I will take you home."

Wen Yangzhi's Adam's apple rose and fell, and he closed his eyes for a long time.

Jiang Jianqing thought he was drunk and fell asleep, but he moved a little and murmured as if he didn't want to believe the reality:

"But we became so passionate when she came back. Didn't she miss me when she was abroad?"

After listening to his messy drunken talk, Jiang Jianqing asked, "Did she contact you during her two years abroad?"

The answer was obvious. Wen Yangzhi put his hand on his forehead with his palm open, his thumb and middle finger gently pressing on his temple, and lowered his head.

His voice was obviously very hoarse, but Jiang Jianqing felt that he was about to cry. He always knew that Wen Yangzhi would be very fragile when he drank too much.

"She's with me just to sleep with me, is it because she thinks I sleep well?"

Jiang Jianqing looked at him like this and inexplicably felt a little sympathy for him. He couldn't help but comfort him: "Then shouldn't you be thankful? At least other people don't sleep as comfortably as you."

Wen Yangzhi seemed to have been hit by a hammer and was unable to get up for a long time.

Wen Yangzhi almost died just thinking about it.

She also slept with others.

The thought that she might have slept with someone else made him jealous and mad with pain.

I want to castrate all those men.

Alcohol seemed to magnify all his emotions, making them as big as a sky pressing down on him. Even if he usually remained calm, they would be suppressed.

Jiang Jianqing received a reminder on his phone. He picked it up and looked at it. His strange gaze drifted to Wen Yangzhi's face, but he pretended nothing happened and turned off the screen.

But I had some thoughts in my mind.

Wen Yangzhi said in a deep voice: "But she raised an otter, just like mine. She said her otter is called brother and she wants to give him a complete childhood. Is she hinting to me that she loves me?"

If it was two minutes ago, Jiang Jianqing would have agreed, but now he hesitated: "You..."

But looking at Wen Yangzhi's expression, he was afraid that he could not accept the fact, so he kept his mouth shut.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes were hazy and slightly red: "What do you want to tell me?"

But Jiang Jianqing still felt that he had the right to know the truth: "Zhu Nongzhang just posted on Instagram, saying that the otter he helped a good friend adopt last week has adapted to its new home."

Jiang Jianqing didn't finish what he was saying, and he even hoped that Wen Yangzhi would get drunk and not understand.

But the implication is that Yun Yuwan didn't raise the otter since it was very young, and it was not even brought home not long ago.

They thought it was from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but it was actually from last week.

After hearing this, Wen Yangzhi kept the same posture for a long time. Just when Jiang Jianqing thought he didn't understand, he heard him say in a low voice:

"As long as she's willing to interact with me, I don't care whether she got it last week or yesterday."

It's okay to lie to him, it proves that you are paying attention to him.

Seeing Wen Yangzhi like this, Jiang Jianqing could only accompany him silently and refill his glass.

Although Wen Yangzhi became very humble, there was indeed only one way to get NPD back, and that was to humbly beg her to come back.

From this perspective, Wen Yangzhi did the right thing.

At this moment, Yun Yuwan casually flipped through Wen Yangzhi's pile of things at home, which were of all kinds.

This old thing.

I really believe there is a child.

But she didn't throw the things away. She just picked them up and went out to eat.

In the restaurant, she ran into an old acquaintance. Zhou Fei was sitting by the window, taking pictures of the dishes on the table. Yun Yuwan sat down at the booth next to her. Zhou Fei accidentally made eye contact with her, then he picked up his glass and toasted her from a distance.

Zhou Fei took the initiative to sit over: "Long time no see."

Yun Yuwan was also warm: "It's been a long time since we last met. What are you doing recently?"

"I'm making some personal investments, and I have a lot more freedom than before. How about you, are you and Director Wen doing well?"

Zhou Fei was open and confident, much more relaxed than before, and he no longer put much effort into dressing up like before. At this moment, he was wearing loose clothes and had no makeup on, which gave him a scholarly air.

Yun Yuwan smiled: "We broke up two years ago."

"Break up? Miss Yun, didn't you like Mr. Wen very much at that time?" Zhou Fei was not without surprise. She thought they were in a low-key relationship. After all, it was said that they had even proposed marriage.

Yun Yuwan propped up her chin and said with a smile: "There is no good ending for those who are in love, Boss Zhou."

Zhou Fei actually resonated with the idea and was happy to have found a soulmate. He raised his glass and said, "I agree."

Two champagne glasses collided in the air, making a crisp sound, and the women's light laughter was also intertwined.

At Zhao Qin's repeated request, Yun Yuwan returned to the old house that night, and the family was still sitting in the hall.

Wen Wei and Zhao Qin tried every means to find out about her relationship status. It seemed that one wanted her to be with Wen Yangzhi, and the other wanted it more.

Wen Wei thought that there were historical reasons for this.

But Zhao Qin's enthusiasm was like rushing over from eight hundred meters away with a submachine gun to hit her, and she kept talking about Wen Yangzhi.

Even when she said the lighting in the front hall was bright, Zhao Qin pulled a desk lamp over and said, "Look at this, this lamp was bought by your brother. It's beautiful, isn't it? It's all crystal carved."

Yun Yuwan smiled: "Auntie, I bought it when I was here."

Zhao Qin put down the lamp with some embarrassment: "Really? I haven't bought it. It suddenly appeared. I thought it was bought by your brother."

Yun Yuwan said politely, "If there is nothing else, uncle and aunt, I will go up first."

Too much is as bad as too little, Zhao Qin could only say yes reluctantly.

Just at this moment, the door opened and Wen Yangzhi walked in.

It seemed that he was filled with gloomy anger and walked in with a cold face.

It makes people feel that he is about to lose his temper.

But he put his arm around Yun Yuwan's waist and pulled her into his arms.

He hugged her tightly: "Don't leave, okay?"

Wen Wei and Zhao Qin looked at each other.
There is a play!

Wen Yangzhi hugged her tightly, leaving Yun Yuwan no room to breathe: "Yuwan, I really love you, don't leave me, you can do anything to me."

Under the gazes of the housekeeper, servants, Wen Wei and Zhao Qin, he muttered:
"No matter how you lie to me, I can't live without you. Every day you're not around is so hard for me. I miss you so much at night that I need to take quick-acting heart pills."

Wen Wei and Zhao Qin were a little surprised. The servants dodged left and right, not knowing how to pretend that they didn't hear anything. Uncle Deng didn't expect that such words would come out of Mr. Wen's mouth.

It turns out that Miss Yun already has this kind of status in Mr. Xiao Wen's heart.

Wen Yangzhi whispered in her ear like a spoiled child: "Don't leave me, I really love you, I love you so much."

Others couldn't hear clearly what he said, but the scene was too shocking.

Yun Yuwan had a blank expression on her face, and it was hard to guess what she was thinking: "What's next? Is there anything else?"

Wen Yangzhi felt jealous and was going crazy: "Don't date other men. I don't want you to be with others."

In fact, it doesn't matter in private, but Zhao Qin is already old, and seeing this, she felt a headache and pressed her head, and whispered to the old man: "I'll go upstairs first."

Wen Wei quickly said, "I'll go up with you."

The two of them went to the elevator quietly.

Zhao Qin felt a little embarrassed and said in the elevator: "Your son is really..."

Wen Wei looked embarrassed: "Your son."

Zhao Qin was unconvinced and said, "Your son."

"Your son."

"Your son!"

After hearing what he said, Yun Yuwan simply said, "Let go."

He refused.

Yun Yuwan instead said "Hmm?" in a lighter tone, the warning in her voice more obvious than the emphasis.

He finally let go, but held her hand.

She shook the drunk off and went upstairs.

When he entered the room, Yun Yuwan was leaning on the railing in her skin-colored silk nightgown, holding a thin, long women's cigarette and lighting it in the night.

The wind blew her long, curly, dark hair like dark waves, like the color of the ocean in the deepest sea, so dark that you couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

She said calmly: "Come here and continue."