CHAPTER XVII

The door is not locked.

If someone outside the door wants to come in, they can easily come in by twisting the handle.

Then you can see that they are not in good clothes at the moment, and their lips are bright.

But he said he wouldn't dare, and that wouldn't happen.

Yan Chaoyu has absolute dominance in any scene.

This is a default rule.

Wen Zhen gasped slightly and reminded him, "It's dinner time......"

There was another knock at the door.

Knocked three times, but the force was not heavy.

A clear male voice also sounded: "Brother Yan, are you inside?" ”

He whispered, "The wound has been treated. ”

When twisting the doorknob, cover the gap with her body to prevent her from being exposed, and then close the door and leave.

Wen Zhen couldn't help but ask, "They seem to be very ...... Feeling in awe of you? ”

Although her heart was full of doubts, this was not the time to ask, especially since she had a vague feeling that it was closely related to her current racecourse.

Seeing her eyes flickering, he continued: "There is indeed a little bit of it, I had a bad temper when I was young. ”

Seeing that her eyes were still panicked, Yan Chaoyu got up slowly, arranged her collar, and then replied to the outside world: "What's the matter?" ”

For the Li family, except for Li Minhong, Wen Zhen didn't know anything, and only looked at Yan Chaoyu sharply.

"That's right, but Zhenzhen, you hurt your leg this time, what should you do if you see Professor Li in a while?"

Only a few words, Li Minhong and Yan Chaoyu talked, and then with Wen Zhen.

"I said how could the brand be so thoughtful last night, daring is one of the small industries in your husband's hands." Wen Shan took off the tag of the C family for her, "In the future, when you attend events and banquets, Boss Yan can escort you throughout the process." ”

Wen Shan is sociable, and he has already met many people in the horse farm just now, and it also comes in handy at this moment, reminding her of the other party's identity in Wen Zhen's ear.

After greeting a few people, a blonde boy suddenly walked towards her: "Hello, sister-in-law." ”

The boy's Mandarin has a little accent, but his appearance is really handsome of Zhou Zheng, which is a plus.

This voice was a little familiar, Wen Zhen remembered that the person who knocked on the door just now should be the one in front of her, she curled the corners of her lips slightly, and shook hands with the boy.

"Brother Yan hasn't come to our house to play for a long time, but I didn't expect to come again this time and bring us back a sister-in-law."

Wen Shan still had something to say, but when he saw her demeanor, he stopped again.

"It's just a scratch, it's not serious."

Five minutes later, Wen Shan knocked on the door and handed her a dress with no tag removed.

"Thank you, Aunt Minhong."

Then there was a sound of footsteps outside the back door, and it was a person who had left.

"Yes, thank you, Professor Li."

"Oh...... It's dinner time, I'll come up and take a look, is my sister-in-law okay? ”

Yan Chaoyu smiled and didn't answer, but said, "I'll ask Miss Wen to bring you clothes." ”

"Sister Shan, I've changed, let's go down first."

The two didn't talk for a few words, Wen Zhen secretly felt that the atmosphere in the hall seemed to be a little cold, but as soon as such an idea appeared, a group of people walked down the stairs at the other end.

When he left this room and went downstairs to the hall on the first floor, everyone also arrived, and Wen Zhen looked at every unfamiliar face one by one.

His shirt was as neat as new and well-dressed.

"I heard that you were injured today, is it serious?"

"Miss Wen, is the food appetizing?"

"That's good, that's good, Brother Yan...... Assistant Chen is waiting for you......"

Wen Zhen said: "But you have a good temper now. ”

She wanted to say that she was afraid, but after considering it, she chose to use this word more appropriately.

Wen Zhen hooked the corners of his lips, "It's okay, this little injury can't affect my performance." ”

"Got it."

Yan Chaoyu is still breezy and bright, elegant and noble, and his demeanor can't distinguish the color of no danger, and his gaze also swept over everyone and fell towards Wen Zhen, giving her a reassuring effect in the air.

"You say you, sometimes you are afraid of pain like a child, and sometimes you can endure it to death."

Yan Chaoyu lowered his eyes and snorted lightly: "You want to say that they are afraid of me, right?" ”

Wen Zhen buttoned the last button and turned his head to look at her: "I'm not a celebrity, how can I have so much entertainment?" ”

Wen Zhen couldn't help but be stunned, and glanced at the man beside her again.

"At home, just like Chaoyu, call me Aunt Minhong."

This dinner was full of people who ate in silence.

In the sight, a pair of chopsticks pinched a piece of pork ribs for her and put it in the bowl, Wen Zhen raised his eyes to see that the cuffs of his shirt were rolled up, and the pair of slender and good-looking fingers were carefully picking out the shrimp line, and then put a plate of peeled boiled shrimp naturally in her hand.

The pork ribs are soft and glutinous, and the taste of the shrimp is also refreshing.

After dinner, it was nearly eight o'clock.

Li Minhong pulled Wen Zhen to sit in the living room and chatted a few more words, asking about her school, the competition in Shanghai, and some of her opinions on Chinese dance.

Wen Zhen didn't use the answers in the textbook, only talked about Chinese history and some allusions.

From the beginning to the end, Li Minhong's tone was quite strict, and she did not reveal her thoughts to her, but only chatted with her kindly.

Before leaving, Li Minhong only sent them to the door and instructed the blonde boy to send them out of the manor.

After leaving the villa, the blonde boy sent them to the parking lot, Wen Zhen got into the car first, and through the car window, she just saw the blonde boy frowning and smiling.

"Ah Sheng, if you plead, I will be very disappointed."

Li Sheng lowered his eyes, stared at the shadow under his feet, and sighed: "I'm sorry Brother Yan, it's me who didn't take a good look at Amin, my grandmother will give you an explanation, and I will never interfere in this matter." ”

"But I want to apologize for Amin and my sister-in-law first."

Yan Chaoyu didn't respond or stop, Li Sheng walked silently in the direction of Wen Zhen, patted the car window, the dark window rolled down, his eyes were solemn, and his voice was ashamed: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for today's incident." ”

Wen Zhen was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at Yan Chaoyu, and saw that his eyes were faint, as if he was acquiescing to Li Sheng's behavior.

Thinking of today's everything, Li Sheng has no ill will towards her, then there is only one possibility, he is here for others, Wen Zhen didn't want to do anything embarrassing, so he only relaxed and smiled: "It's okay." ”

Yan Chaoyu looked at him deeply, then nodded slightly, and patted Li Sheng's shoulder: "Let's go, see you in Beijing another day." ”

Li Sheng: "Brother Yan asked Brother Xiang Dong on my behalf, I haven't seen him for a long time, we miss him very much." ”

At night, Hong Kong is lit up with bright lights.

The roads in this area are mostly around the mountain curves, and Wen Zhen leans on the leather seat back of the saddle, and can vaguely smell the faint smell of leather in the car, which is only available in new cars, even if it is covered by a light perfume smell, there will still be residue.

She remembered that when she chatted with Yan Qing in the old mansion, she mentioned that Yan Chaoyu had some hobbies that burned money.

Various sports car philately, is one of a kind.

Wen Zhen faced the glass, and used the reflection of the glass to spy on the man beside him.

He's closing his eyes.

The eyebrows were flat, but there was a faint anger, Wen Zhen carefully stared at the person in the mirror, the car drove slowly through a curve, and the man in the mirror opened his eyelids, and his eyes were straight to her in the mirror.

Wen Zhen was startled, and then heard his deep voice sound: "The trip to Hong Kong is over?" ”

Wen Zhen nodded: "It's over, what about you?" ”

The corners of Yan Chaoyu's lips curled slightly, and his gaze gradually softened: "Me too, I asked Assistant Chen to book a plane ticket, and we will go back to Beijing together." ”

"Wenshan's side, Assistant Chen will communicate with her."

When the words fell, the mobile phone lit up with Wenshan's text message, saying that he had arrived at the hotel and would see him at the airport tomorrow.

The accident in the afternoon seemed to have been turned over like this.

The route to the city was also different from last night, this time not to the hotel, but directly to a villa.

It's another ring road.

When arriving at tonight's temporary residence, the car door opened, and the first thing Wen Zhen saw after getting out of the car was a villa manor in the style of a British castle.

He has countless cars worth eight figures, and almost every city he goes to, he also has real estate in his name, including the manor in front of him, Hong Kong as one of the global economic centers, every inch of land is expensive, and the location is slightly better, even if it is just a rental house of dozens of square meters, the rent will be tens of thousands.

This manor probably needs to start in the tens of figures.

Wen Zhen couldn't help but think back to the insignificant contract he offered him in Lancheng.

Does he really need it?

The car slowly drove into the gate.

The old housekeeper had been waiting at the door for a long time since he received Chen Zhu's call, and as soon as he saw the headlights, he immediately sent someone to open the door to greet him.

"Eldest son, ma'am." He bowed slightly.

Yan Chaoyu introduced with Wen Zhen: "Uncle Ping is the housekeeper here, and he is very good. ”

Inside, the maid had already placed the slippers of the two in order.

After changing their shoes and going straight to the second floor, the two always kept a little distance, and the housekeeper Uncle Ping only arranged a room for them with a bathroom.

The maid prepared new pajamas, dressing gowns, and daily necessities, and then withdrew.

The two of them were the only ones left in the quiet room.

Yan Chaoyu looked at her: "Does the wound still hurt?" Otherwise, don't wash it tonight and avoid getting wet. ”

Wen Zhen has a bit of a cleanliness fetish, she shook her head decisively: "No, the injury I was injured during dance practice is more serious, this is really fine." ”

"The medicine for scars is here."

A jar of glass bottles was placed on the bathroom countertop.

Yan Chaoyu didn't say anything more, she wanted to take a bath, so he took the initiative to avoid it and went to the study.

Yan Chaoyu sat at his desk next to the wall of the bathroom, reading the text of the contract on the screen, and when he skimmed the last line, the sound of water from the other end of the wall also stopped.

His eyes widened for a moment, remembering the box of ointment.

After a moment of contemplation, he abruptly got up and walked to the bedroom, and when he unscrewed the doorknob, he could see that the headlights were still on in the bathroom glass door.

Yan Chaoyu paused, knowing that his behavior was inappropriate, but there was a thought in his heart that drove him to the black side.

The glass in this bathroom allows a complete view of the dry area.

He slowly raised his eyes, his vision clearly into the glass.

The woman's lowered eyebrows were reflected in the huge vanity mirror, and before she had time to dry the water droplets on her body, she only sat in front of the mirror wrapped in a knee-length bath towel, and the large snow skin was more crystal clear in the light, and she could even see the wet droplets sliding down her shoulders.

Wen Zhen sat in front of the soft stool, unscrewed the jar of ointment, took out a finger, applied it to the slender wound, and pressed it evenly in a circular motion.

The wound has long been painful, but the ointment is cold to the touch, and the feeling on the wound is still a little crispy and itchy, like a small insect crawling on the skin.

Thinking of this, the glass cover in Wen Zhen's hand didn't notice that it fell to the ground, making a very crisp sound.

This sound was really amazing, and she herself was frightened, and a pair of beautiful butterfly bones on her back trembled, like a butterfly flapping its wings, and water droplets meandered down.

Outside the glass door, it was knocked three times, neither lightly nor lightly.

Wen Zhen was bending down to pick up the broken lid, covering his heart with one hand, and said outward, "I'm fine." ”

The moment the words fell, the door was pushed open.

Yan Chaoyu directly hugged her away from the bathroom, and the glass slag fell to the ground intact.

In a matter of seconds, he was placed on the edge of the bed.

Wen Zhen's heart was turbulent, and his lips opened: "I'm really fine......"

The broad hands lifted her slender ankles directly, exposing a scratch on the side of her calf to the light.

"Zhenzhen, you always seem to be used to saying it's okay, it's okay."

His eyebrows were slightly folded, and the light was reflected in those dark gray and blue eyes, which were dark and dark, Wen Zhen couldn't bear such a gaze, and what made her heartbeat even worse was another thing, the leg strength and his stalemate, and the moist cheeks revealed a large patch of red, which spread to the neck and collarbone.

"You let go of my ...... first"

Lifting up further, she is now in a vacuum.

She's going to go crazy!

He said calmly: "Wen Zhen, when I am here, you can also be unreasonable. ”

The indulgence of this sentence is too strong.

Wen Zhen's breathing secretly accelerated, it turned out that her weak disguise, which she thought could withstand foreign enemies, had already been seen through by him, and at this moment, pierced.

Thunder rumbles suddenly outside the window, and the port area in April and May is cloudy and foggy, humid and cloudy, and it is most likely to gather into rain.

It smashed down all over the window.

The phone on the bedside suddenly lit up, and a text message automatically popped up on the lock screen.

Wen Zhen didn't want to be emotional, in order to divert her attention, she immediately swept to the phone screen, and the sender's note was Zhou Wenli.

Since the farewell of Jing Shi Lan Ji, they have not been in contact again.

Originally, I thought that she would contact her after returning to Beijing for leisure.

But the content of the text message made her slightly stunned.

[Miss Wen, I haven't been able to receive a reply to send you a text message before, I will return to Lancheng in the near future, and you can call at any time if necessary. 】

Didn't hear back before?

There are too many advertising text messages in her daily life, so she never looks through 999 text messages.

Before she could regain her senses, the hand on her ankle was released, Yan Chaoyu stood up, his height was 188, covering the light extremely tightly, the distance between the two was too close, even if he couldn't see the other side face like this, he could feel oppressed.

'Click' –

The headlights went out, and the room was in obscurity.

He pulled the collar of his shirt with one hand, his movements were slow and orderly, and his demeanor was extremely noble, except for ...... A few buttons at the neckline fell to the ground.

Like a pearl falling to the ground, the sound of Lingling.

One by one, it hit the center of the room.

He sat down beside her in a calm manner, and from his warm gaze he could see that the broken shirt was scattered and scattered, drawing faint lines.

The cold white strip of light by the window illuminates the glass and projects them.

Yan Chaoyu's usual tone was so bad that he asked her:

"Do you want to get him back?"

(End of chapter)