CHAPTER XXIII

Dinner time.

The old house was lit with fiery red lanterns, several large chandeliers in the house were all opened, the door of the main hall was hidden, and dozens of lanterns under the corridor were whirring in the wind through the hall.

Under the bright lights, everyone gathered around a large round table carved with grapes in rosewood.

Wen Zhen looked sideways at the man beside him, his face was as usual, but his facial contours were sharp, and he looked cold when he was silent, Who would know that this person was still in the car for a second.

Her gaze gently moved to Yan Qinghao, who was sitting in front of her.

She usually likes to make noise the most, and she didn't say anything tonight, only called Wen Zhen's sister-in-law at the corridor in front of the door.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet tonight.

Even if you don't observe, you can see from everyone's subconscious watching that they seem to be heading in the direction of Yan Chaoyu.

Just as he was puzzled, the carved door wood opened from the outside, and the old man of the Yan family walked in with a long dress and a dragon head cane, followed by a middle-aged couple in addition to the servant, and a young man at the very end.

The middle-aged couple has an extraordinary bearing, especially the lady, who has a good face, a gentle and dignified temperament, and some familiarity between the eyebrows and eyes.

Qing Hao leaned closer and lowered her voice: "Sister-in-law, can I ask you something?" ”

There is a ruthlessness that cannot be worn off.

"Yes."

He knows how to restrain himself, how to disguise, and how to fight without blood.

Old man Yan looked at him with satisfaction, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside the window of Muli, he raised his hand to stroke the shoulder of the eldest grandson, straightened his shirt for him, and inadvertently crossed Yan Chaoyu's half-rolled sleeves, and said lightly: "The night is cold, and the sleeves are still put up well." ”

Elder Yan looked aside, and said coldly: "Don't just care about the affairs of the group, sometimes you care more about your family, some gossip, I don't want to hear it anymore." ”

He calmly folded his sleeves back to Shan little by little, the clock on the wall was turning, Yan Lao narrowed his eyes and got up with his crutches, Yan Chaoyu followed him to the door, there were servants waiting outside the house, the old man's cough sounded in the night wind, he told his grandfather to take the medicine on time, and watched them go away.

Yan Chaoyu's lips straightened: "We will discuss." ”

Compared with his brother's angular and awe-inspiring feeling, the young man looked more gentle, and he respectfully set his eyes on Wen Zhen, and bowed his head.

This is the most favorite successor among the many descendants of Yan Pingshan.

The old man looked at him for a long time, and his face was slightly pale: "Okay, some things are over, Ah Yu, you just need to remember that now you are the one who holds the real power of the Yan family." ”

And what Yan Chaoyu is most satisfied with is this temperament, which is calm and indifferent, and once necessary, he acts decisively and never drags water.

The white-clothed young man at the end stepped forward and looked at the man in the banquet: "Big brother." ”

Yan Chaoyu's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyes swept across the corner of the neatly rolled cuffs, where a button was torn off by Wen Zhen in the car.

The table full of people seemed to be following the rule of eating and not sleeping, and even the sound of chewing seemed to be deliberately suppressed.

Several people took their seats.

When the table was scattered, Yan Lao's eyes looked at Yan Chaoyu, and the two grandparents walked to the sofa in the side hall one after the other.

"Father, mother."

He replied.

She originally wanted to ask Qing Hao about Yan Chaoyu and his parents, but after thinking about it for a while, she felt that she should ask these words, but she never thought that Qing Hao had questions when she turned around.

After a meal, except for the warm dishes and chopsticks that were stained with food, the rest of the people didn't seem to move much.

Wen Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then followed.

Yan Chaoyu bowed.

"My grandson remembers my grandfather's teachings."

It is also the only proof that he is out of control.

The table was really silent, Wen Zhen looked down at the food stacked in the bowl, and then looked at the person next to him who rolled up his sleeves and peeled shrimp, his pair of chopsticks were not touched, and they were as neat as new.

Qing Hao took the cheesecake made by the maid and walked to the sofa next to Wen Zhen and sat down, and handed her a piece of peach gum.

"Sister-in-law, this is made by Aunt Liang, no added sugar, beauty and beauty do not gain weight, you try." Qing laughed sweetly.

Following the old man's line of sight, Yan Chaoyu glanced at Qinghao's position, and replied clearly: "Grandson understands, grandfather doesn't have to worry." ”

A child who has both a plan for the city and always follows his wishes.

Staring at the firelight in the corridor, Yan Chaoyu lowered his eyes to look at the last sleeve, slowly rolled it up, and turned back.

But these are nothing, and his eldest son was the same when he was young, but unfortunately his heart is too weak and vulnerable.

Wen Zhen had a full dinner, but he didn't want to refuse the owner with these bright eyes, so he took it with a light smile and scooped a spoonful, "The taste is indeed very good." ”

But his eldest grandson is different, he has been self-denying and prudent since he was a child, when he was three years old, he knew what it means to listen to the elders, every time he went to this old house with his parents, he knew how to obey the rules, eat and walk properly, and later enlightenment, he was even more blessed, and he was unbeatable among many children in Beijing.

People's desires are the most difficult to restrain in childhood, and if they can't get it, they will cry and make trouble, and there is no trace of rules.

Yan Lao looked at him silently for a few seconds, dusted his cuffs and said: "I don't have the energy to take care of your young people's affairs, but the Yan family is now in power with you, and there are some things I mentioned to you before, don't forget." ”

Yan Lao sat on the sofa and took a sip of the thermos cup: "Your father and mother are also back today, and you and Wen Zhen's wedding should also be organized." ”

Two big Buddhas walked in the house, and the atmosphere returned.

Wen Zhen pondered in his heart what to call these two people, and his wrist was grasped, and Yan Chaoyu said to them one by one with a faint expression: "Grandfather." ”

"To be honest, at the table just now, the uncle and the aunt were there, and I didn't dare to eat enough."

Wen Zhen raised his eyebrows: "What is it?" ”

"Not long ago, did you go to Tonight?"

Wen Zhen's hand twisting the spoon paused for a moment, and looked at her with her eyelashes: "You want to go too?" ”

Qing Hao waved his hand: "No, I want to ask if you have seen a person in the bar, who is about the same height as the eldest brother, and looks a little older than the eldest brother, and looks a little handsome-"

"You want to ask Mr. Jin?" Wen Zhen said bluntly.

"That's right! Sister-in-law, do you recognize him too?! ”

"My family has cooperated with Lan Yu and met a few times."

Not only that, when she was in Lancheng, she also took the initiative to make a deal with him.

Qing Hao didn't care about this, and only asked, "So, at the bar that night, was he there?" ”

Seeing that Wen Zhen didn't answer for a long time, Qing Hao said to himself: "I knew that he went back to Beijing that night, and the eldest brother was reluctant to tell me that they were wearing a pair of pants." ”

Hearing the last sentence, Wen Zhen couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

It's rare for someone to describe Yan Chaoyu as so down-to-earth, but in the next second, a small gear in her brain suddenly stopped, she looked at Qinghao, and her voice was soft: "Mr. Jin and Yan Chaoyu are friends?" ”

"That's right, Brother Xiangdong's home is on the opposite side of the old house, and we grew up together in this alley when we were children."

At the mention of that person, Qinghao's expression was dazed, and while the four elders had left the main hall, she turned sideways and ordered the servant to bring a bottle of red wine, and poured a full glass for herself.

Wen Zhen looked at her and took a big sip directly, remembering the night she was drunk in the bar, she couldn't help reminding: "It's fine, don't drink so fast." ”

Yan Qinghao is the only daughter of the second uncle of the Yan family, she has the ability to be coquettish since she was a child, there is no one else in the house, she directly kicked her high heels, sat on the sofa with bent legs and hugged Wen Zhen's waist, and murmured: "Sister-in-law, can you hug me, I'm just a little sad." ”

The Wen family has only two daughters, and her cousin Wen Yue would never be coquettish with her when she was a child.

Qing Hao called Sister Zhenzhen, soft and glutinous, Wen Zhenxin also softened, and brushed her hair.

"It's fine, no matter how sad you are, don't use alcohol to solve the problem."

Qing Hao said: "Sister-in-law, I know you're worried about me, but it's okay that I'm drinking a lot, when I was a child, I followed my eldest brother and they secretly drank my grandfather's wine several times, and I have already practiced it, and I won't get drunk." ”

At the end of the words, she said again in a very soft voice: "Although it can't compare to the eldest brother and that person......"

Qing Hao picked up the mobile phone on the table and swiped it away, and his gaze stopped somewhere at the top of the address book for a long time.

She hasn't been able to make this call for a month, and the other side has already blocked her.

Jin Xiangdong blocked almost all of her social software.

What a ruthless man.

Full of grievances and sadness, she urgently needs an outlet.

Half a bottle of dry red belly, and when she was about to pour another glass, one hand suddenly crossed over and grabbed the wine glass, and the long shadow was projected by the light, covering the two of them.

Qing Hao's eyes panicked, pursed his lips, and tears filled his eyes: "Big brother......"

"Yan Qing is good." The man only coldly pronounced her name.

The warning was too strong, so Qing Hao held back her emotions, picked up her mobile phone and got up from Wen Zhen's arms, and put on her shoes to prepare to leave the house.

When I walked to the carved door, another sentence came behind me.

"If you don't want to kneel in the ancestral hall, go back to your room and sleep."

The door creaked, and the evening breeze poured into the house, and the girl's dissatisfied sentence said, "Got it." ”

There were only a few wisps of wind through the doorway, and as soon as the house stopped, it could only let the wind blow the long lamp in the corridor and the magnolia in the courtyard.

Yan Chaoyu's gaze turned back to her: "It's late, let's go back." ”

There were a few folds in the skirt, Wen Zhen got up and dusted it, remembered something and asked him: "Your parents and brother, don't I need to say hello again?" ”

After all, this is the first time they have met after receiving their certificates.

Yan Chaoyu held her hand, pinched her knuckles with his fingertips, and his voice was straight and light: "Don't bother." ”

Wen Zhen glanced at him, and couldn't tell what he was thinking tonight, so he should only be good.

The two of them left the courtyard of the main hall, walked through the corridor, and passed the weeping flower gate, and the road seemed to change.

Wen Zhen's pace slowed down, remembering that when he came the first night, he spoke well, and asked, "Don't you stay in the old mansion?" ”

She remembers the first night when he said it was a 'house rule' set by her grandfather.

Yan Chaoyu's voice changed slightly after a cold night, and his breath betrayed his suppressed and restrained emotions little by little, he stopped, the wind blew out the lanterns here, and the corridor fell into darkness in an instant.

"Want to go home?" He asked.

The tone was still calm and peaceful, only the hands holding hers, and the fingertips could touch his slight protruding green tendons.

But Wen Zhen didn't feel the weight on his hands, he seemed to be restrained.

By the light of the other end of the porch, her thick eyelashes lifted, staring at him in the dark, the man's lips straight, the Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Wen Zhen was silent for a few seconds and told him the answer: "Yan Chaoyu, let's go home, your shirt was damaged by me, let's go home and change our set, and come back tomorrow morning to have breakfast with my grandfather." ”

In the dark, Yan Chaoyu snorted, and the line of his lips curled.

There's really her.

In this way, be empathetic.

Driving at night, the night scene outside the car window was bright, and the speed was too steady, Wen Zhen had to watch the man's emotions through the light refracted by the glass.

She knows better than anyone that some emotions have been suppressed for a long time and need an outlet.

For example, Yan Qing is good tonight, her catharsis is alcohol and a person who can accompany her.

For example, her previous self, her catharsis was guided by him.

So what about Yan Chaoyu himself?

And how can he relieve his emotions?

He was too calm and self-controlled.

Wen Zhen suddenly spoke: "Can you drive faster?" ”

Yan Chaoyu: "The speed limit standard in the urban area. ”

"But you drive a sports car, and my cousin also likes to play with sports cars, and he sat in it once before, and it feels like in a movie."

She has been in Yi Dong's car several times, and she has accompanied this car lover to watch parts 1-7 of "Fast and Furious", and then every time she sits in his car, she feels like she is there.

After that, Yi Dong went abroad to study, and there was a sequel to the movie, but Wen Zhen never watched it again.

Wen Zhen is really not a person who is good at hiding, at least in front of him, she can be seen through with a few words.

Yan Chaoyu thought so, looking at her porcelain white translucent side face through the car mirror, remembering that the last time someone talked to him about sports cars, he said the exact opposite.

The wound on the back of the waist still has a faint mark.

If she knew, would she be able to say such a thing to him again?

Later, on this stretch of the road, the speed was increased a little, but only slightly.

Back in Tanting, it was late at night.

Wen Zhen put the phone on the bedside to charge, picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom, Yan Chaoyu was not in the room when she came out of the shower, she opened the door with her slippers, and saw that the door of the study was empty, and there was a faint yellow light inside.

She suddenly stopped at the door for a moment, and suddenly figured out that maybe Yan Chaoyu's catharsis was work.

It's no wonder that people have been able to sit on that chair in just three years.

Thinking about this, Wen Zhen thought about it and went to the kitchen to get him a drink.

Sweeping around, there were no dairy products in the refrigerator, Aunt Zhang was used to buying fresh vegetables every day, and the ingredients were pitiful, and there was a bottle of brandy left in half.

Wen Zhen picked up the bottle and looked at the strength, and after confirming that the degree was not high, he poured half a glass and cut a slice of lime to garnish.

Wine is good for sleep.

With this glass of wine in hand, Wen Zhen knocked on the door of the study, "Can I come in?" ”

It was silent, there was a faint light in the gap between one finger, Wen Zhen glanced over there, the door opened again with her knocking, and a small sound sounded in the half-dim and half-bright study.

It's like sighing, and it's like gasping slightly.

Wen Zhen was a little unsure, her lips flickered, the door opened from the inside, the man's tall figure was in front of her eyes, Wen Zhen's eyes were on his slightly open neckline, which looked messy, and then lifted it, it was his wet pupils that grabbed her.

Yan Chaoyu's voice was a little unstable: "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Zhen handed him the wine glass in his hand, and there was frost condensed from ice cubes on it, which instantly cooled the burning of his palm.

Her words were blocked, and she couldn't think of how to say this opening sentence for a while.

Yan Chaoyu didn't embarrass her, and took a sip of cold wine, which slowly flowed into her body, with frost.

"Thank you." His eyelids drooped.

Wen Zhen bowed, "Then I'll go and rest first." ”

With that, she took a step back.

When the door was about to be taken through, a hand suddenly grabbed her thin wrist, the gap that was about to close opened again, Yan Chaoyu raised his head and drank the wine glass, the rolling Adam's apple gradually flushed, he breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his watch, that glance was so fast that he didn't even see the time clearly, and said directly: "It's really late, I'll go back to the room with you." ”

After returning to the room, Wen Zhen looked at her mobile phone for half an hour and was about to fall asleep, and just about to turn off the screen, she saw Wenshan's WeChat message at eight o'clock, asking her what she needed to prepare for going to Florence.

It happened that Yan Chaoyu also came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was holding a towel to wipe his hair.

Eyes met, she said, "I just remembered that I was going on a business trip for a week on the 8th. ”

The third time.

Yan Chaoyu's hand wiping his hair stopped, and his eyes looked over calmly: "Just received a notice?" ”

As long as she answered yes, then his patience in the past few days to stop frightening her was not in vain.

But in response to him, Wen Zhen said lazily: "I just remembered the incident at noon." ”

The room was silent, Wen Zhen didn't wait for him to answer for a long time, he was really sleepy to the point of confusion, turned over and was about to find a comfortable position to sleep, but suddenly fell to a solid chest.

The only light source around was the row of faint strips of light by the window, which lit up a corner and a dark blue curtain covering the huge window.

At the obscure end, the man's long eyebrows pressed against the scorching narrow eyes, his hair was half-wet, and droplets of water slid down his straight nose bone, dripping down the woman's slightly trembling porcelain white eyelids.

Wen Zhenxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her voice was soft: "What are you doing?" ”

Slender fingers ran over her face, feeling her breathing.

And this hand has just been in the study, and he has smoked a cigarette and blasphemed himself, and the turbidity between his fingers has been washed, but the faint smell of tobacco remains.

The emotions that have been suppressed for too long really need to be vented, but he has been suppressed for twenty-eight years, and he could have kept suppressing it like water;

But he had already tried to leak a little pleasure, and for the first time he still had a controllable will, and knew that there was room for it;

But he endured until the night, and he would only lose every inch, and he would no longer be able to control it.

Yan Chaoyu suppressed her panting voice and coaxed her to say, "Zhenbao, can you do something with me?" ”

Wen Zhen's eyes narrowed a slit, staring at his blurred outline, and nodded: "What to do?" ”

His eyes were gloomy, and his big palm slid into the thin quilt and lifted the corners of his skirt, and his hands were full of snow and greasy, and the touch was excellent.

Those who tried their best to endure fell short in an instant.

The mask of hypocrisy is broken inch by inch.

"So, is it okay to do it once?"

(End of chapter)