marital love

When they arrived at the restaurant, Wen Yao waited for Yan Sui for more than half an hour, but there was no one in sight.

This is a well-known restaurant for couples. When it’s meal time, there are many people coming and going, most of them are lovers in love or loving couples. You and I are full of warmth and envy others.

She glanced at the off-white hollow pattern tablecloth under the glass tabletop, then moved her gaze up and landed on the candlestick with dancing flames.

How many times have you changed the candles?
Two or three times, can't remember.

But he didn't see a familiar figure for a long time.

She felt a little uneasy, facing someone with higher power and status than her, she was most afraid that the words promised by the other party would be perfunctory in actuality.

And yet she admitted the truth.

Earlier, her back was straight and she waited patiently.

As she got to the back, her back gradually bent down over time.

Called and texted, no response.

Wen Yao had been waiting for a long time, almost unsure whether to pay attention or leave.

In fact, he still took a little chance, thinking that Yan Sui was busy, and asked him to have dinner before, but it took him a long time to finally wait.

Although it is late, it is still true.

After another seven or eight minutes, Wen Yao couldn't sit still and was about to stand up.

Looking up, he saw Yan Sui, who was being led by the waiter, walking steadily towards this side.

The big stone in her heart finally fell, even Wen Yao herself didn't notice the slightly raised corners of her lips.

I'm glad.

Different from the laziness and laziness when I saw him during the day, at this moment, his brows were slightly frowned, which seemed to be a little displeased, resulting in the cold and sharp brow peaks, but his body was indescribably sexy.

Wen Yao immediately stood up and looked at him softly: "It's finally Mr. Yan, I thought you would miss the appointment."

She raised her hand to beckon the waiter, ordered that the meal can be served, and then put on a gesture of peace.

Yan Sui looked away from the surroundings, and casually said, "Why did you choose this place?"

Wen Yao smiled and asked softly: "Is it not good here? The environment is elegant and the atmosphere is good, which is good for cultivating relationships."

After a second, he added subtly: "But naturally, he is not as powerful as Mr. Yan, and he can come and go freely in the North Hall."

The man ignored the second half of her sentence, with a faint smile, "What kind of relationship do you want to cultivate?"

His gaze was fixed on her smiling little face. Under the quiet and peaceful light, the delicate features were a little more obedient and docile, pure and harmless.

Wen Yao pursed her lips, "Naturally, it's my relationship with Mr. Yan."

As she spoke, the waiter had already served the wine.

Wen Yao stopped him, and poured the wine himself after taking it.

The mellow and rich aroma of red wine lingers in the nose, which makes people feel happy and can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Yan Sui's cold eyes suddenly became very aggressive. He looked at her deeply, and said in a low voice, "I have feelings for Miss Wen? How could I not know."

Wen Yao could hear the external voice of his words, and she dared to make up anything, and she didn't mind.

I was very interested in mediating with him, and talked about the words.

"It's all said to be cultivation, whether it is from scratch or with a foundation, there is only one purpose—"

She paused, her eyes were shining brightly on him, and her voice was soft but firm: "Let us be like glue, until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten."

"It's a beautiful idea."

He commented lightly.

Fortunately, Wen Yao is used to his stinging, and can accept his poisonous tongue and overwhelming nature.

"If you're alive, if you don't have any illusions, where does the motivation come from? It's said that you have to have a dream. Maybe it will come true someday. Don't you think so, Mr. Yan?"

Wen Yao gently pushed the red wine glass in front of him, with a look of anticipation, "Mr. Yan, try this wine. In order to entertain you, I chose the most expensive red wine here."

She spent a lot of money on this meal tonight, and she still doesn't know whether it will succeed or not, but she still has to try boldly.

Yan Sui glanced at her indifferently, taking a sip of the wine glass in a leisurely manner.

Wen Yao looked at him, "How does it taste, does it suit Mr. Yan's taste?"

The taste of cold wine permeated the tip of the tongue and spread to the whole mouth. Yan Sui put down the wine glass, then leaned back a little, leaned on the back of the chair, and commented lightly: "General."

Wen Yao knew that he was a person who had tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, so he didn't think much of them, so he didn't feel disappointed, and started to taste them on his own.

I didn't dare to drink too much, for fear of delaying the following things, so I just tasted it.

Wait until the dishes are served.

Wen Yao greeted Yan Sui for a candlelight dinner.

The man didn't move, just sat on the seat, squinted his eyes a little, looked at her leisurely, and said after a while: "Tell me, what do you want me to do tonight?"

Wen Yao was surprised, and raised her eyebrows, looking slightly offended, "I thought I had made it very clear to Mr. Yan on the phone, and I just invited you to dinner to express my gratitude to you. "

Wen Yao is a character who is either rape or steal, and Yan Sui doesn't believe her.

"Thank you."

Wen Yao put down the tableware and straightened her waist again. She was still dressed as she was at work.

The small gray suit is full of elite style, the lips stained with wine are ruddy and shiny, and they are raising just the right arc, which is eye-catching.

"Of course I would like to thank Mr. Yan for giving me the opportunity to work in KZ."

Yan Sui was unmoved, not even the slightest change in the color of his eyes, and told her in a detached and indifferent tone, "This is the company's decision, and it has nothing to do with me."

In short, it is to ask her not to be sentimental.

Wen Yao didn't take it seriously, raised his wine glass and raised a glass to him, "I still want to thank Mr. Yan for letting go of past suspicions."

Yan Sui didn't respond, his eyes glanced at the carefully prepared dinner, he was indifferent.

Wen Yao didn't feel embarrassed, and withdrew her hand graciously.

The atmosphere was a little cold.

Not long after, there was a burst of exclamation from the eruption not far away, followed by violent applause.

Wen Yao stopped moving, and looked over for any movement.

It was a marriage proposal at a restaurant.

The man in suits and leather shoes knelt down on one knee, holding up a ring and loudly begging the woman holding a bouquet of roses to marry her.

Wen Yao was a little moved when he heard the confession line.

Shocked and moved, the woman burst into tears, and with the encouragement of her friend, she stretched out her hand willingly and happily.

The man was jealous, so excited that he moved in a panic, took out the ring and helped the woman put it on, and kissed the back of the devout woman's hand with her head bowed.

There was applause again, and warm congratulations.

Men and women hugged and kissed intimately in full view.

The picture is touching.

Wen Yao watched intently, and when she turned her head, she happened to meet Shang Yan Sui's deep eyes.

He didn't avoid it, his eyes were glued to her, and he didn't know how long he looked at her.

Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, then smiled peacefully at him.

Blinking his eyes, he took away the moisture in his eyes.

"Miss Wen seems very moved?" He suddenly said.

Wen Yao took a sip of the red wine again, it was no surprise that he would ask such a question, put down the glass slowly, and then his eyes fell on the wine in the glass.

"Isn't Mr. Yan moved? Their love is beautiful and enviable. Women will more or less have a sense of substitution in this kind of scene."

"shallow."

Wen Yao chuckled, and finally looked up at him, "Hasn't Mr. Yan ever been in a relationship? How can this be called superficial? Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and sex is normal."

There is temptation and a touch of irony in this statement.

Yan Sui was expressionless, "So, what Miss Wen wants to say."

Wen Yao raised her chin and stretched her neck, that piece of skin was dazzlingly white under the light.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask Mr. Yan to get married. Now you don't even need to spend money on the cost of the marriage certificate. It's free. Why wouldn't Mr. Yan do it?"

"You're still thinking about it."

Wen Yao rolled her lips and smiled, "Why don't you miss it? Not only this, but I also remember Mr. Yan himself."

He said coldly, and his voice only added to the coldness, "Really, why did I remember that Miss Wen said that she didn't want to marry me for a long time, and she said that she didn't want to have anything to do with a 30-year-old middle-aged man."

Wen Yao didn't mind his holding grudges at all. After all, the water spilled by what she said could not be taken back, so she could only pretend to be stupid and have selective amnesia.

"Mr. Yan, haven't you ever heard a saying that a woman can turn her face faster than a book?"

After a short confrontation, Yan Sui remained calm and self-possessed, "Miss Wen is so fickle, it's hard for me to trust you. If I agree to the knot, you will regret it at the door, and I will feel insecure."

"..."

If it wasn't for his steady and calm voice, Wen Yao would almost have thought he was joking.

She also feels safe, she doesn't even want this stuff herself.

"But Mr. Yan didn't give me a chance, it's really sad to make such a conclusion."

She pondered, and then smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Mr. Yan also said, if you don't try, you will know it won't work."

"So you must marry me?"

Wen Yao tilted her head, thinking about it, and said after a while: "I thought it was obvious. I have acted so obviously and proactively. What does Mr. Yan think?"

"reason."

Wen Yao was stunned.

She thought she had explained it to him more clearly before.

I don't mind repeating it succinctly, "For money."

Yan Sui remained silent.

Wen Yaoyou, she admits that this is very straightforward, but this is indeed her original intention, and there is nothing to hide.

"Ah."

"..."

And uh.

So will it work?

Wen Yao thought about her words, and asked directly, "Will Mr. Yan marry me?"

"I don't want to."

Wen Yao clenched his hands on his knees into fists.

She felt ashamed of being played by someone.

Wen Yao felt that Yan Sui had hinted and seduced her overtly and secretly, and she had already expressed her sincerity to him.

If he is Jiang Taigong.

She is willing to bow down and be the fish that takes the bait.

In the end, he was rejected without even thinking about it.

A dog man is indeed a dog man.

She pulled her lips, "Then Mr. Yan means that he intends to marry my step-sister?"

"It is undeniable that Miss Wen is a little clever, but it is best not to have the habit of guessing and guessing."

"why?"

A smile flashed across Yan Sui's eyes, it was very faint and fleeting, and when he caught it again, only indifference remained.

"Unpleasant."

Wen Yao pursed her lips, seemingly feeling a little helpless, "If Mr. Yan was my client, he must be a particularly difficult one to deal with, but for the sake of future and performance, he had to be coaxed to accompany him, and tried every means With all my thoughts, even if I stalk you, I must take you down."

"Tell me?"

He seemed to follow her words and gave her a step down, generously.

Wen Yao's eyes flickered, and she stared at him for a few seconds.

Yan Sui also let her watch, his reaction was flat, as if he couldn't feel her gaze.

Wen Yao gritted her teeth, tried to relax her emotions, and said calmly with a smile on her face: "How about this, Mr. Yan, tell me, what type of women are you interested in, can I try to develop in that direction?"

I don't know what touched him, but he seemed to be interested, his eyebrows and eyes were raised, and his voice was low and low.

"you like me?"

Wen Yao: "..."

She froze, not understanding how the topic came to this.

Subconscious affirmation is denial.

She moved her lips, but didn't say anything, she looked at the person in front of her.

A man in his thirties, with a calm and introverted temperament, and a good skin, regardless of other factors, this face alone is enough to make people excited, not to mention the family business behind him, it is probably a random finger , mostly young girls pounced on him.

After all, Wen Yao was only young, and since he knew him, it was impossible to say that he had no idea about him.

She is a proper face dog.

But after getting along several times, it seems that some thoughts in her heart have been diluted, but she has a faint and unstoppable impulse. It's just that she doesn't want to go deep into it, and she doesn't want to bother to think about it, so she chooses to turn a blind eye.

So I replied against my will: "I like it."

"Love too?"

"..."

She nodded heavily, seemingly extraordinarily sincere, "Love."

"Fake."

Wen Yao: ...

Now that I know it's fake, I still have to ask, is it to ask for trouble or simply to embarrass her.

Wen Yao refused to admit his denial, "My thoughts on Mr. Yan can be learned from the sun and the moon."

"Is it."

Wen Yao's face remained unchanged, "Naturally."

The mood of the meal was languishing.

In the end, she followed Yan Sui's car back to Wen's house.

After arriving, she was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

Instead, she turned to look at him, and told him the result of her thinking all the way: "Mr. Yan, if you agree to marry me, I am willing to transfer half of the shares under my name to you."

This was the biggest concession she could think of.

Yan Sui remained silent, as if he was not interested.

Wen Yao smiled: "If Mr. Yan changes his mind, feel free to contact me."

After speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car.

In an instant, the shadow of the car disappeared from her field of vision.

She relaxed her shoulders completely, then turned and walked towards the door.

Wen Yumian heard movement outside since she was on the second floor, and she couldn't see anything clearly through the night, only Wen Yao entered the villa.

Immediately ran downstairs, looked at her vigilantly, "Who brought you back?"

Wen Yao went to work all day and just finished a contest with a man. She was exhausted physically and mentally, so she didn't bother to talk to her, and went upstairs if she missed her.

Wen Yumian didn't budge, grabbed her wrist, stared at her closely and questioned: "I'm asking you, who is it!"

Wen Yao stopped, she smiled, and asked instead: "Who do you think?"

Wen Yumian's expression changed.

Wen Yao opened her fingers bit by bit, and said slowly: "That's right, that's what you think, the man in your mind."

She lashed out mercilessly: "Yan Sui."

You added in a pleasant whisper: "No, it should be Yan Huaixu, your good Axu."

"shameless!"

Wen Yao was tired of hearing it.

She felt that this person really didn't read too much, and his vocabulary was extremely lacking. Just those few sentences repeated over and over again made her ears almost callused.

If you are not interested, just leave.

Wen Yumian was left screaming furiously on the spot.

Wen Yao took a shower and came out, and saw a missed call on her phone, which was from Ye Zhi.

It was a bit unexpected.

dialed back.

Knowing that it was her first day at work, Ye Zhi specially called to express her condolences.

After answering the call, she asked, "How do you feel?"

Wen Yao laughed, and wiped her wet hair with a towel with one hand, "What can I do, I'll move bricks."

Where need to move where.

"Meet that one?"

Wen Yao knew who she was talking about, and said lazily, "Yeah."

"I'm not embarrassing you."

When Wen Yao thought about tonight's conversation, it was not a matter of whether she was in a dilemma or not, she was also particularly conflicted now.

I feel a little twisted in my heart.

"No, what can he do with me."

There was a moment of silence.

Suddenly there was a light cracking sound.

Wen Yao listened, feeling a little helpless, "Are you smoking again?"

The woman's voice was vague and lazy, "Yeah."

As a friend, Wen Yao kindly reminded her: "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

Ye Zhi smiled, then fell silent again.

Wen Yao sensed something was wrong, and stopped wiping her hair, "Sister Zhi, are you worried?"

"What can I worry about?"

Wen Yao guessed, "Is it related to Shen Zhuowei?"

These words made her laugh out loud, "He, be good."

Then he said, "What are you thinking about, I'm fine."

Wen Yao didn't quite believe it, and always felt that she seemed to be hiding something from her.

Ye Zhi changed the topic and asked her: "Did you understand the question I asked you that day?"

"what?"

"Yan followed Zong Zhengqing."

Who to choose.

Wen Yao unconsciously rubbed her hair with a towel, felt water flowing into her collar, and wiped it off with her hand, "What's wrong?"

Ye Zhi fell silent, and when she spoke again, her voice was a bit heavy, "I just got some news from Shen Zhuowei."

Wen Yao waited for her next words.

Ye Zhi seemed to be a little confused, and then thought about her words before she said: "Yan Sui has an ex-girlfriend who has a deep relationship. It is said that all these years he guarded himself like a jade just to wait for her, so deep that she would not marry..."

The towel slipped from Wen Yao's hand.

fell on the floor.

"Lazy?"

Wen Yao blinked, regained her senses, her voice was inexplicably astringent, "Why are you telling me this?"

Ye Zhi didn't shy away from her own thoughts, "I don't think he's good enough, he's not a good man, and there's an ex-girlfriend showing up in the open, if one day suddenly shows up, you'll suffer a lot."

There was a sentence she didn't say, it was a twisted melon that was not sweet.

She didn't want Wen Yao to be hurt.

Wen Yao squatted down and picked up the towel again.

She sat on the sofa in the room, calmed down, and said indifferently: "It's normal to have an ex-girlfriend. You also said that it was an ex-girlfriend, and they have already broken up. What's more, what I value is his." Money, not people, I will suffer."

Without waiting for Ye Zhi to speak, she continued: "He is so relieved that he will marry the Wen family, do you think he still cares about that ex-girlfriend? Why doesn't she marry? Dogs don't believe a man's words."

She spoke in one breath, her tone a little aggressive.

Ye Zhi didn't speak.

In the end, he told her, "Then think about it carefully, the Yan family is also quite chaotic, the water is extremely deep, I'm worried that you will be stuck in it and won't be able to get out."

The call ends thereupon.

Wen Yao held the phone in a daze.

Suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

She and Wen Yumian made it clear that they wanted to fight, and she also stated her position many times, so it turned out that she was just being played like a monkey.

The ex-girlfriend that he misses so much is not because he is not close to women, but because he guards himself like a jade for Bai Yueguang.

The so-called marriage with the Wen family was just his aunt's wishful thinking.

No wonder Wen Yumian was hanging on and didn't respond, no wonder she was rejected many times.

It turned out that Mrs. Yan had already been selected.