Crossing the line

Chapter 56 Why Not Happy
The people around laughed: "How can we not listen to our mother's words?"

"Sister Qin, is that young bank manager pretty?"

"Oh my, there is no one prettier than Sister Qin."

Zhao Qin's vanity was satisfied, and she smiled lightly: "She is of average appearance, with a good temperament. I asked someone to check and found out that she has received elite education since she was a child. She is a little princess who is held in the palm of the hand. She is a lady from a noble family and is very likable."

She had met Zhou Fei two or three times, and Zhou Fei was always polite to her. He came from a good family and was humble. His mother was the daughter of a wealthy family that owned thousands of private power stations. His father was the president of a venture capital company in Hong Kong, and his brother opened an Internet finance company.

Decades ago, before Zhao Qin married into the Wen family, she would have bowed and greeted them with a smile.

But Zhou Fei was very tactful and treated her with great respect. He would consciously lower himself to her every time, and even when taking photos he would deliberately bend slightly to accommodate her height. He would always clink glasses a few centimeters lower and touch the bottom of her glass with the head of his glass. He would also look for opportunities to give her jewelry he brought back from foreign auctions.

Hong Kong students went a long way to recruit her back to China. I heard that he recently gave her a tourmaline necklace and planned to take her to a dinner party.

Apart from Zhou Fei, is there any other girl that Gangsheng has been closer to over the years?
For someone as indifferent as Hong Kong students, to have such an attitude means that he really likes Zhou Fei.

He is capable, can help Hong Kong students, and is well-educated.

She couldn't even think of a better daughter-in-law, and was a little glad that the Xu family's daughter didn't dare to discuss marriage with Gangsheng and ran away after meeting him once, otherwise she would have almost missed Zhou Fei.

Zhao Qin was feeling proud when someone next to her suddenly said, "I don't know why, but I saw your little daughter at the last dance and she looked familiar to me."

Zhao Qin froze for a moment, with a hint of disgust: "I must have seen her somewhere before. The circle is so small and the girl likes to play."

"Too."

Zhao Qin broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that the other party would remember Lou Wanyi. After all, she was the one who stole his love, and her methods were not glorious.

Lou Wanyi was aloof again. She just smiled and said, "It's good for you and Wen Wei to be together. He is just pursuing me. I am not ready to agree. There is no need to feel psychologically burdened."

So aloof that it makes people sick.

At that time, she was jealous of Lou Wanyi. They were both in their twenties, but Lou Wanyi was a top student from Peking University, had read a lot of books, and worked in the government, where everyone respected her. She didn't need to smile or pretend in front of poor people like her, saying that she envied her for being able to make a name for herself.

Zhao Qin just felt it was hypocritical. She always smiled when she saw people. She didn't have the chance to go to college, and she only obtained her academic qualifications after marrying Wen Wei.

Envy? Lou Wanyi was probably just full of contempt in her heart.

Both of them were in their twenties. Lou Wanyi was the bright moon and fresh breeze in everyone's eyes, while she was just a low-quality lipstick, which was a little ridiculous.

When she snatched Wen Wei away, she was eager to see Lou Wanyi's twisted and angry look, but she didn't expect that she would just smile at her and say it was okay.

Willows stroked the bank. Lou Wanyi had two shiny black braids and her eyes were full of light, more rippling than the river water.

That smile made Zhao Qin's meanness even more exposed, and it also made her remember it for the rest of her life.

Aloof and pretentious, he pretends to be so deep and genuine that it seems like the real thing.

When she saw Lou Wanyi's daughter again, she was subconsciously impatient, but she realized that Lou Wanyi's daughter was trying to please her. Facing Yun Yuwan's cautious and flattering eyes, she finally felt that she had turned the tables and that Lou Wanyi's daughter would also have to live under her.

But her own son told her that she had gone too far.

She had to be nice to the child. As time went by, she couldn't help but have the illusion that she had raised a daughter as pure and beautiful as Lou Wanyi. She was no worse than Lou Wanyi. Under her guidance, Yun Yuwan was admitted to a prestigious university and grew up. She was even willing to let Wen Wei set up a trust for the child.

She is extremely generous.

Although the husband's families chosen for Yun Yuwan are completely incomparable to the Wen family, they are already relatives on a level that Lou Wanyi cannot reach, and Lou Wanyi should be grateful to them profusely.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qin felt a little relieved.

same moment.

Yun Yuwan pulled Wen Yangzhi's shirt and waited for him to speak.

Wen Yangzhi held her lower back and didn't answer her whether it was true or not: "Are you happy today?"

She clung to him as if she had no bones: "I'm happy. Uncle gave me a building and a famous painting. What does my brother want to give me?"

"I delivered it this morning." Wen Yangzhi just replied indifferently.

She wants everything and is always pushing for more. If he doesn't control her carefully, she will probably take everything away from him.

But when she looks at people with expectation, most of the time it is impossible to refuse them. Even if the requests are a little excessive, people still want to satisfy her.

Because her eyes were full of admiration and true love.

Wen Yangzhi is no exception.

She tugged at his shirt excessively, "That building doesn't count. I was just kidding. I didn't expect you really had one."

Wen Yangzhi stared at her: "What do you want?"

His eyes were focused, ignoring everything else, and he was only looking at her.

She felt as if all his attention was on her, and Wen Yangzhi looked at her with deep affection in his eyes.

My brother likes her.

Yun Yuwan was almost reluctant to look away, and stared at him intently, "I want you to stay with me forever."

The love in her eyes seemed to be overflowing.

But what he said was expected.

He just kissed her today, but she wanted more. After kissing her, she wanted to sleep with him. After sleeping with him, she wanted to have sex with him. She wanted him to say that he had been waiting for her to coax her for the past six years, and wanted him to accompany her in the future.

It seems that if you love her, you have to love her to the extreme, it must be equally strong, incomparable, and unique, only then can you be said to truly love her.

People like him who are only slightly emotional cannot be included.

"Accompany you?" Wen Yangzhi smiled lazily, "I'm old, and I'm likely to die early."

She buried her face in his arms and breathed in the cool fragrance of his body: "It's okay, I'll stay up a little longer and die early, with you." He actually felt like the thin paper covering the skylight was pierced by the claws of an ignorant puppy.

Everything has its reasons.

She even raised her face and smiled: "Are you going to stay up tonight?"

Wen Yangzhi restrained his lips to a standard arched posture, and said slowly: "I never stay up late. To a certain extent, staying up late is equivalent to chronic suicide."

But she didn't understand the refusal and said with a playful smile: "But even though staying up late is a slow death, why isn't it a happy life?"

She touched his tight waist and abdomen with her hands, and looked up at him with satisfaction: "Especially when I am with Wen Yangzhi."

Wen Yangzhi sneered, but he also thought she was being cute. He put his hand on her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Go upstairs. I need to go to the head office first."

She actually pulled at his collar, which had two buttons unbuttoned, and looked down: "When will you be back?"

He immediately stretched out his hand and pressed it against her forehead, pushing her away, but Yun Yuwan praised him directly: "Wen Yangzhi, you have a great figure, I really want to see it."

She has innocent eyes, with natural childishness in her doe eyes, and the black and white are clearly visible. Even if she says such vulgar words, people will not think she is vulgar. Instead, they will think that she really thinks it is beautiful, and they want to satisfy her for no reason and show it to her.

He couldn't help but indulge himself again, his voice as quiet as the forest sea was like the wind rustling through the leaves, still cold and steady: "There's a chance tonight."

Yun Yuwan was a little surprised when she heard this in a sexy and low-pitched voice. She felt as if she was drunk, and it was a strong liquor. The corners of her mouth could only twitch like a fool, and she couldn't pull them down no matter what. Her brother actually said such a thing.

She waited until the evening, and after dinner, Wen Yangzhi still hadn't come back. She sat on the bed and looked at her phone boredly.

Someone in the second-hand group during her undergraduate studies that had been set to avoid being disturbed by her messages sent a message, pushing the group to the top.

University of the Arts London 18fall second-hand group:
"Anyone else? I've been craving for river snail rice noodle soup lately. Is there anyone who can help? The Chinese Super League is so expensive."

When Yun Yuwan saw the message, she suddenly remembered a friend she met in this second-hand group during her undergraduate studies.

The other party was also looking for snail noodles and found her. It turned out that her snail noodles were expired and the friend's roommate had a terrible time eating them.

To make up for it, she invited the two men to her house for dinner. It happened that she was away on that day, so she asked the housekeeper to entertain the two men.

When she got home, she found they had left her a pot of climbing roses, and a note saying, "I enjoyed the treat today and thank you for the hometown cuisine."

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips and scrolled up to the messages in the group.

The messages in the group are basically from one or two years ago, and the students who helped each other in the group at that time have basically graduated.

The senior who was poisoned by her snail noodles was already studying for a master's degree at that time. She didn't know where he was now, but she remembered that he was also from Shanghai.

It’s a pity that we haven’t met.

She kept flipping upwards and finally found the record of snail noodles. She kept flipping upwards to find the other party’s remarks after joining the group.

January 1 Jiang Yingyu: Transfer one-third of a bottle of Haitian soy sauce for 6 pounds, plus an air fryer

March 3th, Clouds Are Coming: Chanel silk scarves x11, £3
March 3 Jiang Yingyu: Buying snail rice noodle at a high price

March 3th, Yun Yuwan: A whole set of Lao Gan Ma spicy chicken oil, hot sauce, black bean sauce, stir-fried pork sauce, Guizhou pepper beef sauce, three packs of snail noodles, ten pounds for self-pickup.

Jiang Yingyu: Where do you live?
She should have sent a real-time address at that time, but it has expired now.

She was not at home at that time, so she must have asked the housekeeper to do the transaction.

That night Yun Yuwan: It’s over bro, you didn’t eat the snail noodles, I just found out it’s expired

Jiang Yingyu: I didn’t eat it. I cooked it for my roommate.

Yun Yuwan: Huh? !!! !!! Make him spit it out quickly.

Jiang Yingyu: It’s too late. He’s already having diarrhea.

Yun Yuwan: Woohoo, let me compensate you.

Jiang Yingyu: No, my Indian roommate said he wants to eat it again next time. It’s amazing that China has such delicious food.

The clouds are about to set in:?

Several days passed.

Jiang Yingyu: IKEA mattress, never slept on it, £12, pick up in person.

Jiang Yingyu: If anyone has a Shanghainese chef, could you lend him to me for a day? I’m fed up with eating white people’s food and want to eat some hometown dishes.

Yun Yuwan finally found an opportunity: My chef can cook! I'll treat you, as an apology for last time.

She attached the real-time location address, which should be the address of her villa.

Yun Yuwan couldn't help but recall the good times. This senior was one of the few friends she had little interaction with but still had a good impression of.

I don't know why, but I feel like this avatar looks familiar.

This name is also very fresh in her memory. She can tell at once that he is a handsome guy. She traced back to the past and clicked on the WeChat profile picture of that senior, only to find that she had already added him. Maybe she added him at that time and forgot about it.

She clicked on "Send Message".

After clicking in, the first message I saw from the other party was "I have passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting"

The time was three days ago.

She was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that she had added someone on WeChat after returning to China.

The young man who drove a Brabus, wore a leather jacket, and asked for her WeChat in the French restaurant.

(End of this chapter)