in love with abusive writer

After a while, Shen Zhiwei was inexplicably guilty, and secretly picked up her phone and glanced at Weibo. Sure enough, the world was turned upside down. Her aliases, including Wen Nuan's Weibo account, were taken up to the ground, and she quickly put down her phone, feeling complicated.

There was the sound of the door opening in the bathroom, and the warmth came out after washing. As the footsteps approached, Shen Zhiwei's heartbeat also accelerated.

Finally, the door was unscrewed, warm body was still exuding heat, and he smiled at her, "What are you doing?"

Shen Zhiwei leaned on the bedside and didn't play with her mobile phone or read a book. She was in a daze coldly, with an unnatural expression on her face, as if she was trying to cover up something, "No, I'm waiting for you."

Wen Nuan turned around and came in, closed the door, went forward to climb onto the bed and accidentally saw the screen of her mobile phone turned on, and was about to reach for it, but was stopped by Shen Zhiwei, "Stop playing with your mobile phone, stay with me."

Warmth took it back obediently, and naturally leaned over to hug Shen Zhiwei's wrist, like a docile kitten.

The two were chatting all over the place, and after a while, Nuan Nuan's phone rang again, Nuan Nuan subconsciously turned his head to look at the phone, and murmured, "Is there someone looking for me..."

"No way, it might be a spam message." Shen Zhiwei said.

As soon as the words were finished, Wen Nuan's phone rang again and again, making Shen Zhiwei feel more and more guilty. What would happen if she found out?

In the end, she couldn't stop her, and Wen Nuan took her to watch on her mobile phone. Shen Zhiwei quietly watched her reaction from the side, and sure enough...

Wen Nuan was stunned, she received overwhelming news on her mobile phone, including Zhang Yimeng, who used to work together in the bookstore.

Zhang Yimeng: What's going on on Weibo, if the people I follow don't retweet it, I still can't see it, is that Weibo account really you?

Zhang Yimeng: What kind of relationship do you have with Shen Zhiwei?

Zhang Yimeng: Warmth, you are really amazing, you actually caught Shen Zhiwei.

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After seeing this, she quickly opened Weibo. At this moment, her Weibo had already been compromised. All kinds of private messages, likes and reposts caught her by surprise.

Nuannuan silently put down the phone, turned to look at Shen Zhiwei, with a dumbfounding expression, "You... what did you do?"

Shen Zhiwei spread her hands and smiled wryly, "Just now when I posted on Weibo, I accidentally made a mistake, so..."

Wen Nuan covered her face and fell down on the bed, Shen Zhiwei went to check on her while smiling, "Didn't I do it on purpose, are you angry?"

Nuan covered her face and shook her head, still refusing to let go.

Shen Zhiwei had no choice but to tickle her, "Why don't you forgive me, forgive me."

Wen Nuan was itchy, rolled around on the bed, and finally blushed and begged for mercy. The next second, Shen Zhiwei turned over and pressed her down, and pecked lightly on her lips.

"I'm not angry anymore." Nuan Nuan spoke only now, "I just feel that this incident came a bit too suddenly and I'm not ready yet."

Shen Zhiwei leaned sideways to support her head, and put her other hand on Wen Nuan's shoulder, "It's okay, I'm here, we're together openly, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Wen Nuan put her head on her chest and nodded.

That night, Wen Nuan didn't reply to those messages, but turned off the phone, and slept with Shen Zhiwei in a good hug. After living together, they were only separated for a few days, as if several seasons had passed. For a long time, every minute and every second now is so cherished and so happy.

Sitting in Han Yifei's sports car, it seemed that he had reached his destination with just one kick of the accelerator.

After parking the car, Cheng Xiaoxiao and Han Yifei walked into a skyscraper together and entered the elevator. Han Yifei raised his hand and pressed the top floor directly.

The elevator is fully transparent, and the view will become higher and wider when standing in it, going up layer by layer. The neon lights in the bustling metropolis are flickering, and the lights of thousands of houses not far away are colorful. Cheng Xiaoxiao's mood gradually becomes tense .

Finally arrived at the top floor, the elevator opened with a ding, and opposite was the restaurant that Han Yifei had ordered. As soon as he entered the door, a waiter came to serve him. Cheng Xiaoxiao looked around and found no other guests. Later, she learned that this place was taken over by Han Yifei tonight. field.

I chose a seat with the best view in the whole restaurant, where you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the city.

Han Yifei proudly threw the menu in front of Cheng Xiaoxiao, "See what you want to eat?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao took the menu and glanced at it casually. She was shocked by the price on it. Although she lived a relatively good life since she was a child, she was not so proud to eat a dish with a four-figure price.

Any bottle of wine costs tens of thousands. Han Yifei asked someone to open two bottles. Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't say anything. She didn't want Han Yifei to think she was vulgar. She wanted to save face, so she pretended to be calm and ordered a few dishes.

Then he returned the menu to Han Yifei, Han Yifei glanced at it, added abalone and lobster, and then asked the waiter standing by the table to take the menu away.

"Order again if you can't eat enough, don't save me money." Han Yifei smiled and was a little angry.

Cheng Xiaoxiao pouted, "I won't."

Han Yifei smiled and said, "This restaurant tastes very good. The chef is French. He used to be the head chef at a Michelin restaurant."

"It seems that you come here often?" Cheng Xiaoxiao blurted out without thinking, and regretted it after speaking.

Han Yifei froze for a moment, then saw the tricks, "...Yes, yes, I have been here a few times, with friends."

It should be her boyfriend, Cheng Xiaoxiao thought, but she didn't ask.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, but fortunately, the food finally started to be served, and the atmosphere eased a bit.

While eating, Han Yifei suddenly asked again, "You really don't want to be my assistant?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao raised her head and swallowed the food in her mouth before answering, "No, I'm fine in the department now."

"That's fine." Han Yifei lowered his head to cut the food on the dinner plate again, "You can contact me at any time if you have anything to do. If that woman takes the opportunity to trouble you again, I can help you get rid of her."

It sounded like a casual sentence, but Cheng Xiaoxiao somehow felt a little heartwarming.

After dinner, Han Yifei went to check out. Cheng Xiaoxiao stood in front of the French windows in the restaurant and waited for her. There were many tall buildings, traffic on the avenue, and the light and shadow reflected on the glass.

"gone."

Cheng Xiaoxiao was in a daze, and was a little too late to react.

Then she took the elevator downstairs, got into Han Yifei's sports car, and was sent downstairs by her into the community. Cheng Xiaoxiao opened the car door and got off, and then asked naturally, "Do you want to go up for a meeting?"

Han Yifei didn't expect that she would take the initiative to ask herself, so she answered without thinking, "Okay."

Under the streetlight, two people walked into the unit building one after the other.