Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"Yiyun" can be said to be a name between familiar good friends, but the "Ayun" at the end is a bit too... too intimate.

At the very least, it doesn't match their current relationship.

"No, that's not good." Bai Yun showed hesitation, but was worried that the other party would say something unexpected, so he just decided on the name.

"Yiyun."

Wu Yiyun simply ignored her previous words and happily accepted her address as "Yiyun".

It was an undisguised way of addressing her.

"Ayun."

He had been thinking about this title for a long time. He remembered how close she and Qi Guangxuan were when they were together, and how he felt unworthy of it. This had tortured him so many times, making him regret and toss and turn in sleepless nights.

Now that his purpose was finally about to be exposed, Wu Yiyun didn't want to and didn't need to continue hiding it.

Bai Yun bit her lower lip, and her fingers holding the hot milk shrank helplessly. Finally, thinking about the purpose of coming here today, she still didn't say anything.

"Yiyun, do you know about Xuan's company problems?"

"I know that his career has not been going well recently. The product he promoted had the same design as an old company, and he was overwhelmed. There are also many other companies taking advantage of the situation, right?"

Wu Yiyun nodded, his expression natural, and spoke in a calm tone about Qi Guangxuan's current situation.

"you know?"

Bai Yun was startled. The heart that had been warning her since Wu Yiyun called her "Ayun" began to beat faster and faster, and the panic was reflected on her face.

Whether before she came or now, she had never thought of asking Wu Yiyun for help.

But now after hearing Wu Yiyun's words, he knew that Ah Xuan was struggling in a quagmire, and even knew more about what happened in Qi Guangxuan's company than Bai Yun.

Doesn’t this mean that he has been paying attention to Ah Xuan’s development?

But from the past to now, he has certainly never offered any help, so what does such focused attention represent?

Or, to think more horribly, could it be that Wu Yiyun is partly responsible for Ah Xuan's current situation?

"Ayun, from beginning to end, I never attacked Guangxuan."

As if he saw through Bai Yun's thoughts, Wu Yiyun began to explain.

"I have no reason to hurt him, right?"

Bai Yun believed what he said, but she couldn't understand why he paid so much attention to Ah Xuan even though he didn't help.

But at this moment, she didn't have the mood to think about it.

"Can you help him? I'm not asking you to spend money, labor and worry, but he has just started and doesn't understand a lot of things. Just giving him some useful advice will be enough."

Bai Yun raised his eyes and looked at Wu Yiyun sincerely.

The concern for Qi Guangxuan in her eyes was like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

But isn't this his plan?

He took advantage of her concern for Qi Guangxuan and took advantage of her misfortune.

It was impossible for Qi Guangxuan to propose to leave Bai Yun. If he wanted to intervene, all he could do was to make Bai Yun think about breaking up on his own initiative.

After the last plan failed, Wu Yiyun figured it out.

Even though he couldn't get the heart of his beloved girl, at least he wanted her, and he also wanted the title of her boyfriend.

No matter how many means are used.

"I can help. Whether it's warning or expelling those who are dividing up the profits, or sending people to help come up with a plan to solve the current predicament, or donating money, manpower, people and ideas, I can do it all. But I have one request."

Wu Yiyun's eyes were dark as he stared straight into Bai Yun's eyes.

Those bright black eyes were like a whirlpool in the deep sea, pulling her into endless darkness.

Bai Yun sat back on the sofa at a loss. After she felt her back supported by the solid backrest, she calmed down and asked:

"any request?"

"Break up with Qi Guangxuan, and be with me."

"What are you talking about?"

Bai Yun suddenly stood up from the sofa, and her voice, which usually sounded gentle and pleasant, became a little sharp because of panic.

"No, no, no, there's no way I can agree to that."

"Do you have any conflicts with Xuan? If that's the case, I can just ask someone else for help. You don't have to say those weird things to make fun of me."

Bai Yun still felt that maybe he had misunderstood what he meant, so he thought of an explanation that sounded more reasonable.

After saying that, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she stood up and wanted to leave the room.

Bai Yun originally sat on the long sofa, and Wu Yiyun sat on the short sofa next to her. In order to avoid him, she deliberately walked to the other side.

After taking only a few steps, she found that her wrist was grabbed from behind, and then, she was knocked down by the force that she could not avoid.

The world was spinning around, and Bai Yun only felt a flash before her eyes, and then she found herself lying on a soft sofa with a familiar man lying on her.

Wu Yiyun grabbed her left hand and stretched it over her head. He bent one leg and half-knelt between Bai Yun's legs, supporting himself on the ground with one long leg, and leaned his whole body over her.

The close distance did not have the weight to suppress a person, but it was enough to prevent Bai Yun from escaping the cage he created with his body.

"Ayun, Guangxuan and I have no conflicts. I just, just love you."

"You are crazy!"

Bai Yun couldn't believe her ears. Was what she heard really true?

Wu Yiyun could see the shock in Bai Yun's eyes and opened his mouth to explain things to her seriously. Bai Yun glanced at him but was unable to reach out.

"Let me go. I don't want to listen. Just pretend that I was never here today and let me go."

Bai Yun used her other hand that was not caught to push Wu Yiyun hard. Her eyes, her movements, every bit of her expression showed her dislike and desire to avoid him.

She struggled seriously, and her resistance really hurt Wu Yiyun's heart.

The palms waving wildly in the air suddenly touched a soft object, making a crisp sound.

In an instant, the atmosphere became quiet and the air seemed to be a little thinner.

Because the place that Bai Yun's waving hand touched was exactly Wu Yiyun's face.

There were a few faint fingerprints on that jade-white cheek.

"Yes... No,"

Bai Yun didn't mean to hit him in the face. A hint of apology rose in her eyes. Just as she was about to apologize, Wu Yiyun, who was hit, suddenly laughed twice.

The self-deprecating and sarcastic laughter made people feel a chill down their spine.

After a brief moment of self-mockery, the expression on Wu Yiyun's face became firm. He grabbed the hand that had just slapped her in the face with his other hand and bound it together with her other hand.

Then, the reflection of the man in Bai Yun's eyes became clearer and clearer, and her lips were covered by a cold touch.

At first, the kiss was carried out with anger.

But when he touched the soft red lips that had appeared countless times in his dreams, Wu Yiyun's mind suddenly buzzed and he knew nothing.