Soul Patch

Chapter 297 Teasing You Without Mercy
He unlocked his phone and scrolled through his contacts, where he unexpectedly found Yang Shanshan's number.

That's right, with such a close relationship, how could they not exchange phone numbers?

He quickly dialed the number, but heard a phone buzzing on the table.

Yang Shanshan didn't bring her phone when she took a shower!

He was speechless, thinking to himself: How can you take a shower without your phone? Can't couples have privacy?

In a moment of panic, he turned the doorknob a few times.

Whether she sensed that Wenjie needed to talk to her or that she was almost done showering, Yang Shanshan turned off the shower.

She grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around her private parts, only then feeling safe. She yelled towards the door, "Wenjie, what are you doing? Don't you know I'm taking a shower?"

Seeing no movement at the door, a thought struck her: Could something have happened?

With the celebration just around the corner, we still cannot let our guard down.

She quickly dried herself off, put on her underwear and panties, walked to the bathroom door, and turned the lock half a turn.

A crisp "crack" sounded.

She opened the door a crack and peeked out.

no one!

Wenjie wasn't at the door.

She stepped outside and found the house empty.

Where is Wenjie?
The bathroom door has a half-pane of frosted gold glass. Although you can't see who's outside, you can make out their outline.

Wenjie was clearly standing at the door just now.

Something must have happened.

She put on her clothes, went back to her bedroom, picked up her phone, and quickly sent a message to Wenjie.

No one replied.

At that moment, Wenjie was at the end of the corridor, smoking a cigarette slowly.

Like other men who have developed a nicotine addiction, he sneaks away from his girlfriend to the smoking area in the corridor.

Just as he opened the door to come out, the short man with his hair in a bun had already walked over. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around and glanced in his direction.

Their eyes met across the distance.

Wenjie's expression was indifferent, revealing no emotion.

He could clearly see the ruthlessness and eccentricity that flashed in the other person's eyes.

Strangely, the guards did not stop him. Wenjie smoked a cigarette and moved closer to one of the guards.

Seeing the strange man walk around the fourth floor and take the elevator up to the next floor, Wenjie pointed in the direction of the elevator and said casually, "What...what's that guy doing?"

The guard recognized Wenjie. 8341 had just sent an official letter requiring them to cooperate with 101 in capturing the assassins sent by V for Vendetta. If they resisted, they were to be shot on the spot.

The guard straightened his posture and replied seriously, "That gentleman is the hotel's maintenance worker."

Repairman?
Wenjie was puzzled: "Does the hotel employ foreign staff?"

Upon hearing Wenjie mention foreigners, the guard suppressed a laugh and said:
"He's not a foreign employee, he's just dressed a bit strangely. All staff here have their identities verified. Anyone suspected of being suspicious is given leave during this special period."

Oh, I see. But that person just seemed weird.

Wenjie took a few deep drags, stubbed out his cigarette, and threw it into the trash can.

He hurried back to his room.

He was about to enter the room when he saw Yang Shanshan dressed and ready to go out.

After taking a bath, Yang Shanshan's skin was as smooth and delicate as a peeled egg, making people reluctant to touch it, yet unable to resist reaching out to pinch it.

"Where are you going after a bath?" Wenjie asked in surprise. "Where are you going?" Yang Shanshan was stunned for a moment when she saw Wenjie.

Normally, Wenjie wouldn't go out late at night with his injuries... She was certain something must have happened.

She quickly dressed in the house, without even having time to put on makeup, and rushed out with Wenjie's bag on her back.

And what she saw was Wenjie appearing at the door, reeking of smoke.

I was so worried about him, turns out he just sneaked out for a smoke.

Her face flushed red: "Wenjie, where have you been? You're injured, why are you running around like that in the middle of the night?"

Wenjie stared in astonishment, wondering what he had done to make Yang Shanshan so angry.

At this moment, both of them had one foot inside the door and one foot outside, awkwardly stuck in the doorway... He looked at both sides of the corridor, where the guards stood upright with their eyes fixed straight ahead.

They pretended not to see the young couple arguing, but were probably secretly laughing inside.

Wenjie said calmly, "Let's go inside and talk."

Yang Shanshan wanted to say something more, but when she saw Wenjie's cold face, she instantly lost her temper.

Obediently lowered her head and took a step back into the house.

Wenjie stepped into the house, closed the door behind him, and recounted what had just happened.

Yang Shanshan grew increasingly dejected as she listened, and finally climbed up to Wenjie and shook his arm: "Oh, why didn't you say so earlier? You made me worry."

"It's a good thing you didn't shake my left arm," Wenjie said calmly.

Yang Shanshan suddenly let go, her body seemingly bounced away, leaving a half-step distance between her and Wenjie.

She quickly realized what she meant and sniffled pitifully, "You were teasing me, and you scared me. I thought I had touched your wound."

A woman's way of thinking... Wenjie was speechless for a moment.

He stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulder: "Well then, let's get back to the point. It's a very dangerous time outside, so you need to stay here and behave yourself. At least there are guards here."

Seeing Wenjie suddenly become so serious, she nodded repeatedly, like a little bird pecking at rice.

Well, how could I compare my girlfriend to a chick?
"But the guards are only there to protect the leaders, will they protect us?"

Finally, I can think rationally again. That's progress... Wenjie raised an eyebrow and teased, "They'll definitely protect me, but as for whether they'll protect you... they probably won't!"

"you……"

Yang Shanshan knew that Wenjie was teasing him again, so she raised her fist.

He stared blankly at his fist, then at Wenjie's left arm, and deflated.

Seeing Yang Shanshan's discomfiture, Wenjie suppressed a laugh and went back to bed.

She carefully lay down and patted the person next to her: "Shanshan, come here, I have something to ask you."

"No way, you're really mean right now, I don't want to talk to you."

"Oh, really? Why did that Japanese girl want to kill you? And what about Li Shiman and Ling Shi? Tell me everything you know."

Yang Shanshan realized it was time to get down to business, so she obediently sat down on the edge of the bed and silently stared at a certain spot in the corner.

Wenjie knew that this was a time when feelings were developing, so he didn't urge them but waited quietly.

Gradually, Yang Shanshan's eyes became unfocused:

"I met Li Shiman through the system..."

Her voice became slow and distant, as if it came from some point in the past.

She raised her hand to brush the hair from her forehead and continued:
“At that time, Li Shiman encountered a special situation in the United States. Subconsciously, she kept seeing certain images and memories that did not belong to her life trajectory... This caused her great distress.”

I even went to see a psychiatrist and had a psychology expert provide counseling.

(End of this chapter)