Night Fire Lingering

"W-what did you say?" The assistant stared at Wen Yan in astonishment, then reacted after two seconds, "You must be lying to me!"

"Think what you want," Wen Yan said indifferently.

When talking to someone, you don't need to say everything, especially in this situation. If you seem unwilling to explain yourself, it will only make people more suspicious.

Before Wen Yan could finish speaking, a familiar male voice came from behind her:

"Wen Yan?"

Wen Junming pushed his oversized sunglasses up his nose, revealing two puzzled puppy-dog eyes. He had changed his hair to blue, making him look both trendy and disobedient, but thankfully, he was handsome.

"Wen Yan, it really is you? What are you doing here?"

Wen Yan waved the document in her hand: "I'm here to deliver this document to Wen Muzhi on behalf of the company."

"Is your company crazy? Did you offend someone and they're deliberately messing with you? No, Wen Muzhi has been really annoying lately, don't go looking for her!" Wen Junming rattled off a string of complaints.

The assistant who was carrying out the prank looked embarrassed.

She was a fan of Wen Muzhi. In her eyes, Wen Muzhi was the epitome of gentleness, intelligence and kindness. She had initially suspected that Wen Yan was lying to her after hearing what Wen Yan said, but she never expected that Wen Muzhi's younger brother, Wen Junming, would say the same thing!

"Did you upset her?" Wen Yan had recently found Wen Junming quite agreeable and couldn't help but ask him a few questions.

“Who made her unhappy!” Wen Junming rolled his eyes. “The day the Ming family came to cause trouble, she cried and smashed things at home as soon as you left, acting like a lunatic!”

"She...cried?" Wen Yan was a little confused. "Why was she crying?"

"How would I know?" Wen Junming finished speaking, looked at Wen Yan, scratched his head, hesitated several times, but finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you and Gu Yanci really getting a divorce?"

"Otherwise, would we be joking around?" Wen Yan retorted.

Wen Junming expressed his incomprehension and immediately started counting on his fingers with Wen Yan:

"Gu Yanci is handsome, intelligent, and has good genes, right? Having a child with him would definitely be great. He's the future head of the Gu family, rich and powerful. You don't need to worry about your quality of life. What could possibly go wrong that you'd want a divorce?"

"He doesn't like me," Wen Yan said succinctly.

"Wen Yan, can liking someone put food on the table?" Wen Junming said, exasperated. "He doesn't like you, and you don't like him either, do you? Why don't you take his money and go find that pretty boy you like? Can't you buy happiness with money? Earning your own money is hard work! Besides, those people are always good at flattering the powerful and belittling the weak. Why do you have to suffer without any effort?!"

Wen Yan was speechless at her younger brother's statement.

After a few seconds, she asked, "How do you know I don't like him?"

"If you love him, would you still get a divorce?"

Wen Yan didn't know whether to feel disappointed or relieved.

In other people's eyes, she never liked Gu Yanci.

No one will discover this secret.

No one will laugh at her for overestimating herself.

"Hey, that's not important!" Wen Junming said earnestly. "Wen Yan, I'm serious. Gu Yanci is good-looking. Why don't you just treat him like a free male escort?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Seeing Wen Yan's complicated expression, Wen Junming suddenly seemed to remember something: "Oh! His technique isn't good, is it? It's okay, that can be improved."

"Stop!" Wen Yan quickly interrupted, "I don't like his close relationship with Wen Muzhi, do you understand?"

"Huh?" Wen Junming looked confused, then his mind suddenly clicked. "You don't actually think Gu Yanci likes Wen Muzhi, do you? No, Wen Muzhi cried after Gu Yanci went upstairs that day. Gu Yanci definitely doesn't like Wen Muzhi!"

"Wen Muzhi cried because of Gu Yanci?"

Wen Yan thought to herself, "Why did it take you so long to get to the key information? No wonder you failed Chinese since you were a child!"

“Yeah, you can go back and ask Gu Yanci why Wen Muzhi cried.” Wen Junming chuckled. “I want to know too.”

"Wen Junming!"

Wen Muzhi's assistant said that Wen Junming ran into Wen Yan outside. Wen Yan came out wearing high heels and Wen Junming said that Wen Yan should go back and ask Gu Yanci. He also said gossipy and asked why.

When Wen Muzhi recalled what Gu Yanci had said to her that day, she was instantly filled with a mixture of anger and jealousy.

ask?

If Wen Yan knew what she said, wouldn't she be overjoyed and secretly laugh at her to death?

"Miss Wen Muzhi, do you have time to look at the contract?" Wen Yan immediately dropped the relaxed demeanor she had while chatting with Wen Junming and presented a professional side.

Wen Muzhi's face remained cold, and his gaze towards Wen Yan was extremely hostile.

Wen Yan met her gaze calmly, without flinching.

"You've been waiting for two hours and still haven't left. You've gotten quite patient," Wen Muzhi said sarcastically. "I need to talk to Junming right now, I don't have time."

Wen Junming had a "don't worry about me" look on his face: "Your mom was worried you might do something rash, so she sent me to check on you, but I didn't say anything."

Wen Muzhi clenched his fist, suppressing the urge to beat up Wen Junming.

Several TV station staff members happened to pass by and greeted Wen Muzhi.

Wen Yan said loudly, "Ms. Wen Muzhi, if you really don't have time today, our law firm can come again tomorrow. After all, it's already an hour past closing time."

The staff members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wen Muzhi usually presents a gentle and generous image to the outside world. Since Wen Yan has already said so, it would be a slap in her own face if she still didn't talk to Wen Yan about the time. Everyone will be talking about her tomorrow morning!

Wen Muzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Come in, I'm busy, so I hope you won't waste your breath!"

Wen Junming walked in casually, one hand in his hoodie pocket and the other playing on his phone.

Wen Yan looked at the back of Wen Junming's head, unable to suppress a smile in her eyes. She opened her phone and transferred some money to Wen Junming.

Two seconds later, the internet-addicted teenager turned around: "What do you mean?"

"Pocket money," Wen Yan said. "I gave it to Gu Jinzhi a few days ago, and I'm giving it to you today."

Wen Junming tilted his head and looked out the window: "Holy crap, the sun has risen in the west!"

Wen Yan: "..."

That's why Gu Jinzhi can always "scam" her way out of pocket money, but this unlucky kid can't!

Wen Muzhi sat on the sofa, crossed his arms, and looked at Wen Yan with arrogance and indifference.

Wen Yan didn't want to talk to her much, and finished explaining the contents and precautions of the entire document in five minutes.

"I don't understand," Wen Muzhi replied directly, clearly intending to make things difficult for Wen Yan.

Wen Yan gave a professional smile: "I'm not in this project team. If you don't understand, the project manager will explain it to you."

She was just a gofer.

"Wen Yan, is this the kind of service your company provides? Do you believe I'll file a complaint against you?" Wen Muzhi slammed his fist on the table and threatened.

Wen Yan threw the contract documents onto the table with a loud "thud!"

She suddenly laughed: "Wen Muzhi, what exactly did Gu Yanci say that day that made you stop pretending with me?"