Crossing the line

Chapter 62: It's getting late, smoke less

Jiang Jianqing: “…”

Jiang Jianqing: "If you really want it, keep it. Anyway, I just bought it for collection. Don't send me so much money for no reason. My wife always thinks there is something between us. When she sees the transfer information later, she will think you are supporting me."

Wen Yangzhi: "You?"

Jiang Jianqing: "Homie, who on the street would think I'm still charming?"

Wen Yangzhi: "Compare yourself to the type of person I should support and think about it carefully."

Jiang Jianqing thought of Yun Yuwan almost instantly.

Like white gardenia, white, soft and... flirty...?
After a long while, Wen Yangzhi received a message.

Jiang Jianqing: "At least I'm sexy."

Wen Yang closed his eyes subconsciously, not wanting to see the message.

He put his phone on the table as if his hands were dirty, and ignored the message from Jiang Jianqing that kept flashing on the screen.

Yun Yuwan felt someone getting on the bed in a daze and couldn't open her eyes. Her ring-wearing hand moved randomly and finally reached out to Wen Yangzhi's face.

Wen Yangzhi stuffed her hand back into the quilt, but she stretched it out again and reached into Wen Yangzhi's clothes.

Wen Yangzhi lowered his eyes and found that her mouth was grinning.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you happy about?"

She giggled: "I'm sleeping with Wen Yangzhi."

She didn't know whether she was conscious or unconscious, her eyes were half open, and her face was full of joy: "I love you so much, Wen Yangzhi."

Wen Yangzhi stopped and did not immediately pull her hand out of his clothes.

Looking at the corners of her lips that were still curved, he drooped his long eyelashes.

After a long time, Wen Yangzhi pulled her hand out.

I lifted the quilt and lay down, hugging her face to face.

Yun Yuwan lay obediently in his arms, her long hair winding around his arms.

The night is fading.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhou Fei called Wen Yangzhi's cell phone.

Wen Yangzhi was woken up, picked up the phone and found it was Zhou Fei.

He picked up the phone, but the voice on the other end was not the usual calm and composed report, but a slightly weak yet strong female voice:
"Senior, this matter is too big. Director Lin is here too and has been asking questions. Can you come over for a moment? I'm not sure I can handle it well."

Wen Yangzhi had just been woken up, and his voice was lower and hoarse than usual: "Hasn't there been a similar incident at the Swiss Bank before?"

Zhou Fei apologized: "The domestic banking system is very involved, and there are some relationships that I haven't had time to appease and clarify."

To be fair, Zhou Fei has only been on the job for a few days. No matter how capable he is, he is an outsider after all. It is highly likely that he is not able to use his connections yet, and he is probably not as familiar with the internal control routes as the trader who embezzled public funds.

She wanted to use their old relationship to ask him to deal with it first, which was not unreasonable.

Wen Yangzhi glanced at the time, found the Bluetooth headset in the bedside table, connected it, and then said, "Do you need me to come over?"

Zhou Fei looked back at the people in the conference room. When he heard the man's hoarse voice, he felt relieved for no reason: "If it's possible."

But Wen Yangzhi just glanced at Yun Yuwan in his arms and refused calmly: "Is there any other solution?"

Zhou Fei just pleaded as a second choice: "Can you please not hang up the phone? I'll follow your instructions at any time."

Yun Yuwan seemed to be woken up and moved a little. Wen Yangzhi didn't open his mouth to say what he wanted to say, but instead called up a dialog box and prepared to type a response.

Wen Yangzhi was about to fight, but Yun Yuwan rolled over into his arms, her head pressing on his thumb which was resting on the top of the phone screen, and she clicked on the letter G on the twenty-four-key key.

Beat him and he rolled over.

Wen Yangzhi deleted it, but she pushed him again, and without moving away, typed out a row of rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling.

Wen Yangzhi: “…”

He raised his hand slightly before starting to type: "I'll ask my assistant to go over. He's familiar with these character processes."

Zhou Fei was unsure.

There was no sound from the other end of the headset. Wen Yangzhi assumed that she agreed with this solution. However, when she was about to hang up, Zhou Fei spoke up:
"Just once, Senior, can you help me this time because I am your most important soldier? I promise to completely solve the problem in the future, but this time is an exception."

Wen Yangzhi finally replied: "Yeah."

Wen Yangzhi let go of Yun Yuwan, tucked the quilt into her, and stood up.

He walked to the desk and saw a ring box on the table that he had brought back today.

He put the ring box into the drawer but did not close it immediately.

It is completely different from the outer shell of the yellow diamond ring. It is a simple dark brown velvet ring box and is not conspicuous.

After looking down for a moment, he gently pushed up the drawer, and the drawer slid in along the rails, tightly covering the ring box inside.

When Yun Yuwan woke up in the morning, the sun was already shining on her butt, and Wen Yangzhi was still hugging her.

She felt so happy as soon as she opened her eyes. She subconsciously stretched out her hand. The ring was so dazzling in the sunlight, even more exquisite than it had been last night.

Not a dream.

She looked at his face so close to her. After sleeping with her all night, his stubble was a little bit visible, slightly blue against his cold white skin. She didn't know if it was due to the high level of male hormones, but his stubble was quite dense, but he usually shaved cleanly so it wasn't noticeable.

Yun Yuwan happily kissed his thin and sharp chin, which felt a little prickly on her lips.

She bared her teeth.

But her series of actions woke Wen Yangzhi up, and he opened his eyes slightly.

She chuckled: "Brother, your beard is so prickly."

Wen Yangzhi didn't say anything, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to her nonsense.

But he lowered his head and rubbed her neck with his stubble twice, gently tickling her neck as if with a hard-bristle brush, and there were thousands of close and intimate contacts on her snow-white skin.

Yun Yuwan groaned. She suddenly realized what was happening and covered her mouth with her hand.

Wen Yangzhi looked at her meaningfully.

Yun Yuwan blushed, she also knew that the sound she made just now sounded like moaning.

Her brother didn't do anything to her.

After a while, she put her hand down and called him embarrassedly, "Brother."

He hummed softly and looked at her for a moment. When she felt embarrassed and started to avoid his sight, he got up and went into the bathroom to wash up.

While he was shaving, Yun Yuwan followed him in: "Brother, it's already half past eight, how can I go out? What if people see me going out dressed like this?"

He looked at her in the mirror and wiped his face with a towel: "Just get out like this."

"What will others say when they see me?" Yun Yuwan couldn't help but worry.

Wen Yangzhi's attitude was basically casual: "It's up to you."

She was so worried that she was swaying: "It's not up to me."

"At least I'm wearing clothes." Wen Yangzhi lowered his eyes and pushed open the cap of the aftershave with his thumb.

She pretended to be angry and said, "I don't want to bother with you anymore."

She was about to leave, but Wen Yangzhi pulled her back and looked at her expressionlessly.

Her heart beat faster as she looked at the handsome face that appeared in front of her.

The next second, Wen Yangzhi's hand fell on her skirt, pulled a part of her skirt out of her panties, put it down, and the skirt returned to the knee position.

Yun Yuwan’s brain exploded in an instant.

She was fine before going to bed last night, how could she be in there?

Her face flushed.

Wen Yangzhi straightened up and continued to apply aftershave as if nothing had happened.

She stammered, "Brother, I didn't mean to do that. I don't know how it got in there."

She didn't even go to the toilet last night, and there was no way she put it in after going to the toilet. What's more, she just stuffed a small corner into the side of her waist, which made her look like she did it on purpose. It can't be said to be indecent, but it just happened to expose a thigh, allowing people to look at it however they want.

Wen Yangzhi screwed on the cap of the aftershave and said calmly, "It can be avoided."

She found it difficult: "How to avoid it?"

She didn't even know when it was put in.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes never fell on her from beginning to end, and his voice was brief and powerful:
"Not wearing it."

The two words are well-known.

Yun Yuwan was ashamed and angry, and hit him lightly: "I don't want to care about my brother anymore."

Wen Yangzhi washed and wiped his hands. His delicate, cold, white hands were clean as they were rubbed by the pure cotton towel.

Yun Yuwan was about to go out, so he patted her butt and said, "Go down now, mom and dad are already having breakfast."

Have breakfast on the first floor, you won’t see her here.

But Yun Yuwan just quickly covered her butt. She didn't know whether he had wiped his hands dry. If not, there would be a handprint on her butt now. It was such a big handprint that you could tell it was her brother's at a glance.

Yun Yuwan rolled down from Wen Yangzhi's room as if she was riding a Hot Wheels car. There was indeed no one on the way, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

The servant knocked on the door and came in to clean the room. Yun Yuwan didn't think much and let the servant in.

There was nothing wrong with other places, except for some sawdust on the table and floor. But when they cleaned the balcony, the servant suddenly asked in surprise: "Miss, are you smoking?"

Yun Yuwan hurried out of the bathroom and saw the cigarette butt pressed in the flowerpot on the balcony. She realized something at once.

"I..." She laughed awkwardly, "I've been a little annoyed lately."

Li Ma has been working as an aunt for a long time and is specifically responsible for Yun Yuwan's affairs. Yun Yuwan used to think that Li Ma was always giving instructions and rejecting her, but later she found out that she was just a simple aunt who would nag her for being wasteful but would also care about others.

"Even if you are tired, smoke less. Why do you smoke so many in one night? One, two, three, four, five. Can you bear it?"

She coughed and said, "I won't smoke anymore, Auntie. Can you please not tell Auntie Qin?"

Mother Li sighed, "It's okay, I won't tell you, do you want me to get you an ashtray?"

“No need——” Yun Yuwan suddenly realized, “Why don’t you just give me one.”

Aunt Li turned around and went downstairs to talk to the housekeeper:

"Today's purchase adds an ashtray,"

Uncle Deng was curious: "Is there an ashtray broken?"

Li Ma nagging: "No, I put one in Miss Yun's room. Miss Yun smoked secretly. A young lady with such a rich family also has troubles."

Uncle Deng lowered his head and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Auntie looked at him curiously: "Old Deng, what are you laughing at?"

Uncle Deng just lowered his head and tried hard to hold back his laughter: "Okay, I'll tell Miss Yun to smoke less."

When Yun Yuwan washed up and changed her clothes, Wen Wei and Zhao Qin had almost finished eating.

As soon as she said hello and sat down, Wen Yangzhi came downstairs.

The moment she saw Wen Yangzhi, Zhao Qin's pupils dilated with shock: "...Son."

Wen Wei was also a little surprised.

Wen Yangzhi has basically not lived in this villa since he was seventeen years old.

Is my son...starting to soften his attitude towards them?

(End of this chapter)