Chapter 41: The Spectator Clears
With a "click", the door of the hotel was pushed open.
In the dark, the tall man clasped the woman's neck and kissed passionately, and the two figures were entangled as one.
In the quiet space, low wheezing sounds gradually sounded, one after another, and the heartstrings were provocative.
It took about an hour for the room to gradually return to calm.
Wen Yan was tired and paralyzed, and lay on the bed to rest with his eyes closed.
The bedside lamp was turned on, and the orange light leaked down.
She opened her eyes and saw the man next to her pulling a cigarette from his cigarette case.
There was a soft "click", and a cluster of flames ignited.
The cigarette between the man's fingers emitted pale white smoke, and he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, his expression deep and lazy.
The man after the fact is exceptionally sexy.
Wen Yan supported his forehead with one hand, and his eyes were fixed on his face.
Finally, he couldn't help it.
At this moment, she has a lot of mixed feelings. There is both joy and pride, and a certain unknown sourness.
She hooked her lips slightly, hiding her emotions well.
She poked him in the thigh and motioned for him to hand her the cigarette.
Xiao He's eyes were gloomy, and his thin lips were slightly open: "No, women don't smoke." β
Wen Yan whispered: "Masculinity." β
"It's not good for the body. His voice was faint.
Wen Yan smiled even more: "You still smoke when you know it's not good for your health?"
Xiao He glanced at him, did not speak, took a deep breath of cigarette, pinched her chin, and kissed her lips.
Pale white smoke permeated between the lips and gradually dissipated.
Wen Yan doesn't like men who smoke, he has a bad breath, but this man doesn't have a dislike tone, on the contrary, the faint smell of tobacco seems to have some kind of chemical reaction on him, which is particularly good and sultry, and it can easily make people intoxicated.
After smoking a cigarette, Xiao He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
Wen Yan looked at the cigarette butt in the ashtray, the tip of his tongue slid between his teeth, and there was still a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth, as well as the man's breath.
She smiled with satisfaction and got up and walked to the bathroom.
In the mist-filled bathroom, the door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, Xiao He looked sideways at the door, and a bumpy figure walked towards him until he walked in front of him.
The woman in front of her had a ruddy complexion, her eyes were like autumn water rippling with amorous light, she tilted her head and pouted slightly, staring at him with a smile, charming and charming.
His eyes darkened, his throat tightened, he put his arms around her waist, and bowed his head.
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stayed in Nanlin for a week, except for the night that night, Xiao He did not look for Wen Yan again. During the day, when discussing work with the team, he behaved indifferently and detached, looking like he was doing business.
The design of the Nanhua seaside villa area is basically finalized, and Xiao He has no need to stay here anymore.
Secretary Lin helped him book a flight back to Jianning, which was at five o'clock this afternoon.
There were not many people in the first class, except for him, there was only another middle-aged man with a business class.
After Xiao He found his seat, he opened his mobile phone to browse the email.
After more than ten minutes, the radio indicated that the plane was about to take off, so he turned off his mobile phone and flipped out an architecture book to read.
The plane took off quickly and gradually leveled off.
The middle-aged man in the seat opposite opened his seat belt, got up and walked out.
Xiao He's eyes fell on the book, his expression focused.
Suddenly, a slender white hand reached over and grabbed his book, and immediately, a familiar smell of sweet perfume hit him.
He looked up, and there was a delicate and charming smile in his eyes.
"Why don't you leave without saying a word?" Wen Yanjiao said angrily, her smile meaningful, "Hide from me?"
Xiao He's eyes were pale and he didn't speak.
"I won't admit it when I lift my pants," Wen Yan squinted at him, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and his voice slowly sighed, "Man, ......"
Xiao He was noncommittal, put aside the book she was holding, and continued to read.
Wen Yan smiled, walked around to his seat, simply grabbed his book and threw it aside, turned around, and sat on his lap.
"What's so good about books. Her palm pressed against his strong chest and slowly slid down.
When she slid to the belt, her wrist was grabbed, and Xiao He finally spoke, his voice indifferent: "Wen Yan, we only have that once." β
Wen Yan laughed, her smile was like a flower, she leaned close to his ear, and exhaled in a low tone in his ear: "Really?"
With her words, the skin on Xiao He's neck tightened, and he unconsciously pursed his thin lips, and the hand that shackled her wrist loosened a little.
Wen Yan quickly seized the opportunity, and while sending her lips, her hand slid down.
Eat the marrow and know the taste, let alone face such a woman who is good at arching fire.
Desire is climbing, and just when both of them are getting better, there is a voice from outside the cabin, and it should be that the flight attendant is about to come in to deliver food.
Xiao He grabbed the jaw of the woman in front of him and peeled her off her body.
Wen Yan didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she slowly got up, brushed her hair, and smiled meaningfully.
The stewardess pushed the dining cart in, and Wen Yan turned back to her seat, her clothes were flat and her posture was elegant.
Xiao He took a deep look at her, took off his blazer, and covered his legs.
The stewardess came to deliver the meal, and when she saw him covered with clothes, she asked very considerately, "Sir, do I need to get you a blanket?"
Xiao He's expression was indifferent: "No, thank you." β
"Okay. β
Wen Yan, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly laughed lowly, and then, Xiao He heard her say to the flight attendant, please help me get a blanket.
After speaking, she also glanced sideways at Xiao He, her eyes were cunning and wanton.
Xiao He glanced at her with gloomy eyes, then retracted his gaze and picked up the book she had thrown aside.
But for the next two hours, he didn't turn a page of his book, and a bipolar breath kept blocking his heart.
After getting off the plane, Xiao He walked to the exit, and Secretary Lin was already waiting by the car at the door.
Wen Yan followed behind him, seeing that he had no intention of letting her hitchhike at all.
She was about to tease him, when suddenly, she heard a shrill female voice shouting her name, and then a figure rushed over and pushed her.
It happened so suddenly, Wen Yan was suddenly pushed to the ground, her elbows and knees rubbed against the concrete floor, and it hurt hotly.
"Wen Yan, you shameless slut!" Tang Xin was simply mad.
She finally found out that Xiao He was coming back today, and she came to the airport early to surprise him, but she didn't expect to see him and Wen Yan together, and she saw it very clearly, Xiao He had a cold attitude, and Wen Yan had been sticking to him.
For so many years, Xiao He has never been entangled with other women, Tang Xin has always believed him, even if she saw Wen Yan appear in Xiao He's apartment last time she was disheveled, she didn't think it was his problem, but expected that it was Wen Yan who seduced him.
What she saw with her own eyes this time confirmed this cognition.
Wen Yan fell to the ground, attracting the attention of passers-by next to him.
She was born beautiful, she looks gentle and delicate when she is not smiling, and at this time she is wearing a dignified professional skirt, but she falls to the ground in embarrassment, which inevitably makes people feel pity.
And although Tang Xin is also good-looking, she knows that she is the eldest lady of a rich family by looking at her dress.
Wen Yan sat on the ground, holding her wrist with slightly lowered eyes, as if because of the severe pain, her face was slightly pale, her eyebrows were frowned, her thin lips were tight, and she looked very weak and pitiful.
People have a natural compassion for the weak.
Although passers-by did not know the truth, most of them cast disapproval or even condemnation of Tang Xin, the perpetrator.
Tang Xin chuckled in her heart, and realized Wen Yan's intentions in hindsight, she hurriedly turned her head to look at Xiao He.
Xiao He frowned, and looked at her with cold eyes.
Tang Xin was a little panicked, she hurriedly hugged his arm, and said repeatedly: "Ah He, she is pretending, I didn't use much force just now, she fell down on purpose!"
Xiao He didn't react, but Wen Yan, who was hanging his eyes on the side, laughed inwardly, Tang Xin was so stupid that he couldn't talk with his brain. I really don't know whether to say that she is smart or stupid, she was quite a bit of a brain when she instigated Tang Shimao to deal with her, why Xiao He was so stupid as soon as she was present, so she must not fall in love.
When two women and one man have this kind of dispute, looking at the posture is an emotional problem, and the people who eat melons like to see this kind of emotional gossip the most, and some can't help but take out their mobile phones and want to shoot a video and post Tik Tok.
Although Xiao He and Tang Xin are not celebrities, at least they are people with family backgrounds, and if they are photographed and posted on Douyin, they will probably be picked up.
Xiao He reacted quickly, he and Tang Xin said "If you don't want to be on the social news, get in the car immediately", he walked over and wanted to help Wen Yan up.
Unexpectedly, someone helped Wen Yan up one step faster than him.
Wen Yan pretended to be weak there and didn't pretend to be addicted, but was suddenly held up by a pair of powerful arms.
A hint of citrus scent hits and is a little familiar.
She turned her head to look and saw a familiar, delicate, picturesque and bewitching face.
Duan Chen frowned and said softly, "Where is the injury?"
Wen Yan was stunned.
When Duan Chen saw Xiao He coming over, his face sank, he hugged Wen Yan horizontally, turned around and strode away, and walked towards his sports car.
Xiao He stopped, his eyes gloomy as he watched the figures of the two getting farther and farther apart, and it wasn't until they got into the sports car that he turned back to his car.
"Ah He," Tang Xin took his arm and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"
She got in the car first just now and immediately asked Secretary Lin why Wen Yan was here, only then did she know that Wen Yan Company was assigned by Xiao Dong to assist Xiao He.
Hearing that it was Xiao He's father's arrangement, she wasn't sure for a moment if she had misunderstood Wen Yan. Xiao He has always put his work first, and if it weren't for this, he would not have been able to achieve the position of vice president of the group within three years.
Seeing Xiao He again at this moment, she felt uneasy.
Xiao He sat down straight, his face dark, and he was silent.
His mind couldn't help but flash the picture of Wen Yan being held in Duan Chen's arms, and the manic depression in his heart swelled to the extreme.
He pinched his eyebrows, inhaled quietly, and ordered the driver in a deep voice: "Send Miss Tang back first." β
With that, he closed his eyes and said no more.
Tang Xin looked at his face, and stopped talking, she bit her lip, knowing that he was in a bad mood now, and finally didn't dare to speak again.
Her hands were tightly wrenched, her eyes were full of resentment, and she blamed all her resentment on Wen Yan.
If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have made a gaffe again and again, and if it weren't for that, Xiao He wouldn't have ignored her love.
Sending Tang Xin to Tang's house, Xiao He didn't even get out of the car, and directly asked the driver to drive back to the company.
Secretary Lin didn't dare to speak all the way, until she got out of the car, she couldn't help asking, "Mr. Xiao, Miss Wen seems to have been injured just now, do you need me to take a look?"
Xiao He lifted his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were gloomy and cold.
Secretary Lin's heart jumped, and he suddenly regretted his mouth.
What does this look mean?
Xiao He quickly looked away, without saying a word, and walked straight to the elevator room on the negative floor.
Secretary Lin hurriedly followed.
At eight o'clock in the evening, most of the company's employees left work.
Xiao He returned to the office, and Secretary Lin handed him the documents that needed to be signed in the past few days.
He took the document and waved his hand at her, "You go back." β
Seeing that the boss's expression and tone of voice seemed to return to normal, Secretary Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao He was the only one left in the office, and he flipped through the documents on the table, densely packed with Chinese and English characters.
English was almost as proficient to him as his mother tongue, but he only found the words in front of him very annoying.
After flipping through a few pages, he suddenly "snapped" and closed the folder.
Get up and walk to the window, night falls, and the whole city is as bright as day.
He knew very well the reason why he was upset, and it was because he knew it that he was even more irritable.
He was thinking about Wen Yan, knowing that she just fell and it shouldn't be a big deal, and he also knew that she was deliberately pretending to be weak, but for some reason, when he saw the abrasions on her elbows and knees, the tip of his heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle, not to mention that it didn't hurt much, but it could indeed be regarded as a subtle distress.
That subtle distress turned into a heart blockage and annoyance when she saw Duan Chen holding her.
Wen Yan, who was sitting in the supercar, of course didn't know Xiao He's mood at the moment, after she was picked up by Duan Chen in the car, the guy drove with a calm face, without saying a word, and didn't say where to take her.
"Duan Chen, are you going to the hospital?" Wen Yan felt that the road in front of him was a little familiar.
Duan Chen hummed, turned right, and the car drove into the garage of the central hospital.
Duan Chen got out of the car first, then went around to the other side of the car door, opened the car door, and hugged Wen Yan down.
"I can walk on my own, you let me down!" Wen Yan hurriedly pushed his shoulder.
She struggled a lot, Duan Chen had no choice but to put her down, hold her waist into the hospital, and go directly to the emergency room.
The doctor in the emergency room almost rolled his eyes when he saw this small injury on Wen Yan's body.
He frowned and told her to wait.
"You are too exaggerated, this little injury is in the emergency department, you see how ugly that doctor's face is, so embarrassing!" Wen Yan sat in the waiting area and whispered to him.
"As long as you're not embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed. Duan Chen's face was pale.
Wen Yan blinked, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hey, don't you play with a serious joke, okay." β
She couldn't be happier.
Duan Chen looked at her smiling face and sighed helplessly.
This woman is really big-hearted, humiliated in public, injured, and still happy like this, I really don't know whether to say that she is happy or heartless.
After treating the wound, Duan Chen helped her back to the car.
"It's a coincidence that you're at the airport today. She asked tentatively.
In fact, she didn't believe that it was a coincidence, but she couldn't think of any reason that was not a coincidence, it couldn't be that Duan Chen had been following her, from Jianning to Nanlin.
She's not paranoid.
Duan Chen was silent, his eyes kept looking ahead.
Seeing that he didn't speak, she no longer had nothing to say, and turned her head to enjoy the scenery outside the car window.
"This is not the way to my house, where are you going to take me?" Wen Yan watched the scenery outside the car window becoming more and more unfamiliar, and her heart became more and more confused.
Of course, Duan Chen couldn't have sold her, but the question was, where was he going to take her?
"Hey, I'll jump out of the car if you don't speak!" she said through gritted teeth.
Jumping out of the car is of course impossible, just saying it on purpose.
Duan Chen finally glanced sideways at her, and sighed helplessly: "It's almost there." β
The supercar drove into a quiet boulevard, lined with villas far apart.
This is supposed to be a villa area.
He didn't want to take her home, did he?
Wen Yan was confused.
The supercar continued to drive forward, turned right again, and finally stopped in front of a villa.
Duan Chen got out of the car first, then went around to the other side of the car door and helped her open the car door.
"Where is this?" she asked.
"It's not. He replied lightly.
"Whose house is that?"
"One of my accommodations. β
Wen Yan: "......"
Having money is great, and the villa is just a place to live.
"What did you bring me here for?" she wondered.
Duan Chen looked at her silently for a long time before he spoke, "Do you want to go home like this?"
Wen Yan looked at his elbows and knees, the wounds were not serious, but when they were bandaged like this, they looked like they were broken hands and feet.
Today is the weekend, Wen Yue is at home, if she sees herself like this, she should be very worried.
"Stayed here for the past few days and went back when the wound healed. Duan Chen saw her hesitation, and determined one thing in his heart, family is Wen Yan's weakness.
Wen Yan had a question mark on his face, and gestured with his hand to himself and Duan Chen: "You and I haven't gotten acquainted with this yet, right?"
Duan Chen looked at her silently, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Do you really not remember me?"
"Huh?" Wen Yan didn't understand, "What do you mean? We've met before?"
Duan Chen stared at her, his eyes were gloomy, but it was only for a moment, he quickly recovered as before, and waved his hand: "Don't talk about this," his gaze fell on her cheek, "She also hit her face before?"
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, and then she realized who he was referring to, she frowned, feeling something strange in her heart, Duan Chen's attitude made her very confused, "This is my private matter, there is no need to tell you." β
Duan Chen pursed his lips, his face slightly cold.
He faces handsome and elegant, usually lazy and noble when he laughs, but his cold face is full of majesty and his aura is compelling.
"I don't know what you want to do, but do you think Xiao He is a fool and the Tang family is a soft-footed shrimp?" His expression was serious, not at all like the usual appearance of a hanger, "Do you know why the Xiao family and the Tang family got married? Do you really think that you can destroy the interest alliance of the two families by making small fights? naΓ―ve, naΓ―ve!"
Wen Yan had a stubborn personality, and when she heard Duan Chen poke her mercilessly like this, she was also angry for a while: "Who are you, what qualifications do you have to say about me?" Young Master Duan, you are such a good teacher, please go back to your own company to train your own employees, although I am a civilian, I don't owe your family money, and I don't take your family's salary, you can't train me!"
Enraged, she grabbed her bag, turned and walked out.
Duan Chen's kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he was angry and funny when he heard her so aggressive.
He stood in the doorway, watching her figure get farther and farther away.
Wen Yan kept moving forward, recognizing the way by memory.
In order to pursue the decorative effect, this kind of boulevard in the villa area is installed with landscape lights that are more ornamental than practical. The boulevard is quiet, and the dense foliage is sprinkled on the ground through the light, and the shadows are a little scary.
Wen Yan is an atheist, but the autumn wind in her ears is whistling like a complaining woman crying in a low voice, and she also feels panicked.
"Bastard, why did you bring me here, I can't even get a taxi......" Wen Yan refreshed the taxi software while walking, and there was no car within a radius of several kilometers.
As she continued to walk forward, a headlight shone from behind, and she subconsciously moved to the side.
But after waiting for a while, the car behind still didn't drive up.
She couldn't help but look back, the lights were so bright, and it took her a few seconds to get used to the car.
When she saw the car, she couldn't help but want to laugh.
The Ferrari supercar was staggering and staggering, and it was a waste of such good performance.
Seeing her turn around, Duan Chen stepped on the accelerator, drove to her side, and stepped on the brake.
"Come on, it's not easy to take a taxi here, I'll send you back." Duan Chen's expression was a little wilted, with a vague expectation in his eyes.
There is a cheap and not a bastard.
Of course, Wen Yan would not wronged herself for the sake of the so-called face.
She pouted and walked around to the other side of the car door to get into the car.
After getting into the car, the two of them didn't speak, and the air was a little embarrassingly quiet.
Wen Yan was not embarrassed, she agreed with Duan Chen's words - as long as I am not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.
After a while, Duan Chen suddenly spoke slowly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about you just now." β
No matter how good a friend is, you have to pay attention to the sense of boundaries, not to mention that they are not friends.
Wen Yan was direct, but also straightforward, seeing him apologize, she waved her hand: "I accept your apology." β
Duan Chen glanced sideways at her, his eyebrows dyed with a light smile.
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and after a while, he also laughed.
Laughing at enmity, let alone such a trivial matter.
Duan Chen directly sent Wen Yan downstairs to her house, and when Wen Yan was about to get out of the car, he suddenly reminded: "Xiao He and Sheng Yu are not as simple as you think, you are not their opponents." β
Wen Yan's face was slightly stiff, she lowered her eyes and was silent, and after a while, she whispered, "What do you know?"
Duan Chen stared at her sideways, his eyes were deep, and his voice was low: "It's not all, but it's enough." Although I don't know what agreement you reached with Sheng Yu, I know that he wants to use you to deal with Xiao He, and you want to use him to deal with the Tang family. You're smart, but you're blind to the risks. β
Wen Yan looked at him warily.
Duan Chen smiled: "Don't look at me like this, I'm just a bystander." β
The bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused.
Wen Yan was silent for a moment before he whispered, "I don't know why you know this, but please don't meddle in my affairs." β
Although she didn't know why Duan Chen knew this, her intuition told her that Duan Chen didn't want to harm her.
The street lamp was dim, and Duan Chen's face was shrouded in light, and half of the outline was hidden in the shadows.
After being silent for a long time, he sighed lightly: "Wen Yan, you can trust me." β
Wen Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, looked away, and changed the topic: "Thank you for sending me back, and thank you for today's events...... If it's okay, I'll go up first. β
As she spoke, she bowed her head slightly at him and turned to leave.
"I'll take you downstairs. He saw that she was walking lightly and heavily, and he couldn't help but step forward and hold her waist.
Wen Yan frowned slightly, but knew that he had good intentions, so he didn't refuse again.
Sending Wen Yan downstairs and watching her take the elevator up, Duan Chen turned around and left.
After getting into the supercar, he was reversing and about to find an angle to drive into the lane, when suddenly, a car parked on the side of the road appeared in the rearview mirror.
Black Cayenne, I don't know how long it stopped.
Duan Chen stepped on the brakes, his gaze fell on the black Cayenne's license plate, and his gaze moved upwards to meet the man in the driver's seat.
He frowned unconsciously, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.