CHAPTER XXXII

When the fever subsided in the night, man was always weak.

Covered her sweat with the quilt again, and the wet green silk wrapped around her plain white neck.

The sky was faint, and Yan Chaoyu sat in front of the bed and guarded her all night.

In the nearly 40 hours since he returned home from New York, he hadn't closed his eyes when a few bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes.

The mobile phone resting on the desktop suddenly lit up, Yan Chaoyu pinched the bridge of his nose and glanced at it.

[Boss, the PR team has taken care of it. 】

It was a text message from Chen Zhu.

And in the next second of this text message, the relevant news about the dancer on the major platforms disappeared.

All entries have been changed from #R surname male star cheating#, to #R surname male star hiding marriage and having children# and other related entries.

Wen Zhen was sick this time, and when he lost consciousness several times, he could clearly see the silhouette of a person, and he walked towards her in the dust, his clothes were disheveled, and he hugged her tightly.

She approached step by step, her eyes outlined the white marble island in the kitchen, the chandelier had white light down, and the man who described the clear man had his back to her, his long sleeves rolled up, and he was boiling fragrant porridge.

The fever on his body has completely subsided, and his mind has become extremely clear.

Tonight's hazy face, the continuous hot teardrops melted in his palm, as if burning flesh and blood.

Wen Zhen's appearance didn't even require any timeline, just appeared in front of him.

Originally, he was weak and weak, his heart was hanging, and his tears were like collapsing pearls, rolling down, but because of this hug, he felt that his heart was in place, and his sobbing stopped.

It was like waking up from a big dream, and at twilight, Wen Zhen slowly opened his eyes.

He thought that his hot heart should have been overshadowed by all these years of strife.

It has aroused all the obsessions he hides in the depths.

Those itineraries, routes, reminded him all the time that his self-confessed reason prevailed, and reason dominated everything, and all were overthrown.

Including Yanping Mountain.

Anyone who sends the word Wen Zhen or its abbreviation, the Weibo sent out is either the account blocked, or the sending fails, or it becomes **.

For so many years, life has been going on step by step.

Otherwise, how could he be tempted to warn him again and again.

Yan's mountain, whoever can reach the top has the right to speak.

Until this moment, some emotions surged and reminded him deeply.

Very, very, very needed.

Thinking of this, there was a tingling pain in her brain, the shadow on the edge of the bed moved slightly, Yan Chaoyu raised her eyes and darkened her eyes, took a deep breath and got up and walked to the edge of the bed beside her and sat down, twisting her long fingers through the apricot white thin quilt.

Yan Pingshan reminded him not to be swayed by emotions, not to be serious in feelings, but a madman, who cares about being sensible and sober.

And Yan Pingshan should have been aware of these changes.

Yan Chaoyu stared at the sleeping face by the bedside, her eyelashes were slightly curled, her cheeks were flushed, and she remembered that a few hours ago, she was huddled alone in the dark, and her body trembled and shattered, as if she was accusing him, but it was a second late......

So she followed and said: Yan Chaoyu...... I really need it.

A premonition arose in her heart, so she didn't have time to organize her clothes, stepped barefoot on the floor, and pushed the door to see a row of lights in the hallway, extending to the living room and kitchen.

In the 90 minutes from the airport to Tanting, his mind reflected her face over and over again, and listened to her crying voice on the phone, every second seemed to be in his heart.

In just 3 hours, the wind of public opinion quickly reversed, and all the storms swept towards Ruan Hao alone.

During this time, from Hong Kong to Paris, Paris to Shanghai.

There has never been a mistake, even if he saw the third uncle of the Yan family jumping from the top floor with hatred in New York 40 hours ago, he had no waves, and the whirlpool battles of the Yan family only took some time to deal with public opinion.

So be it.

She was sweating all over, and the stickiness made her a little uncomfortable, and when she wrinkled her eyebrows and got up, a floor lamp was lit next to the bed, so that there was still a touch of warmth in the room, so that it would not look dark and lonely.

He taught himself to say that he needed two words.

"Wen Zhen, so be it."

Pieces of evidence are in front of you.

In a family like theirs, on the surface, the relationship is kind, and it seems to be happy, but in fact, everyone is the same mean and unkind in their hearts, and the news of Yan San's death has already spread to China, but no one in the family will have the slightest sadness for it.

Just thinking about her tears and helplessness makes me go crazy.

After a pause, he remembered that everything in this house was black and gray before, and there was never a bright color to speak of, let alone the warm color in his hand.

He's crazy.

From the moment she went to Lancheng, from the moment Hua Ting saw her, some gears in her life were destined to start turning.

I can't remember if she ate or not, but she was now starvingly leaning against the wall, quietly admiring the shadow.

Since you can shatter all reason, let the mind completely lose control and sink, let the air permeate your breath with every breath......

He stared at Wen Zhen's face and sighed slightly.

But Yan Chaoyu calculated these pros and cons, and when he counted the winning votes, he never thought that public opinion would backfire on Wen Zhen.

When the man turned sideways to put the porridge up, he glanced at the slender shadow in the dark and raised his gaze.

The two looked at each other.

"Awake?"

After being discovered, Wen Zhen nodded, walked to the bright light, his head was full of green silk hanging down to his waist, his eyebrows and eyes with wet breath flashed under the lamp, and he looked at each other for a few breaths, his eyes became darker and darker, Wen Zhen's eyelashes quickly retracted, and the white toes on the floor curled slightly.

Yan Chaoyu followed her drooping eyes, and her eyebrows folded slightly: "Why don't you wear shoes?" ”

Wen Zhen was a little greedy, but when he raised his eyes, he noticed that his eyebrows were fierce, his lips were open, his voice was blocked, and a long shadow quickly appeared in front of him, and his body turned upside down, and he sat on the dining chair with his legs hanging in the air.

A few seconds later, a pair of white socks tightened her feet, and his ankles were pressed into slippers, and her cold legs quickly warmed up, and her body became hot again.

Those stickiness and discomfort were filled, Wen Zhen looked down at him, and her lips pursed.

"Hot ......"

Yan Chaoyu paused, narrowed his eyelashes, and pulled the pair of slippers off for her: "Eat first." ”

With acquiescence, Wen Zhen's eyebrows and eyes quietly curved, and as soon as he raised his gaze, he swept over the food on the table, clear water egg custard, three kinds of clear fire side dishes, and hot scallop pork rib porridge, which was full of fragrance.

Wen Zhen took his bowl of porridge and tasted it, the pork ribs were soft and glutinous in the mouth, and the porridge was full of fragrance, not inferior to Aunt Zhang's.

Suspicious, she glanced at the man across from her and asked, "Why did you do this?" ”

Yan Chaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly: "In the years when I studied abroad, I learned a little bit of everything. ”

Wen Zhen remembered that Yan Chaoyu was studying for an MBA at Stanford, and before that, he had lived with his grandfather for many years in China, and the three meals a day in the Yan family's old house were all Chinese food, and Aunt Liang would also make a few palace dishes.

It is difficult to change people's habits, especially the taste of food that they have been accustomed to for many years, so it makes sense that he learned the cuisine of his hometown alone in the UK during those years.

"It's delicious."

After Wen Zhen finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and scooped it into his mouth one by one.

After dinner, Wen Zhen went back to the room to wash off the sticky sweat on his body, and as soon as he stepped into the bathroom, the light behind him was turned on, and Yan Chaoyu entered.

Wen Zhen's eyes glanced at himself in the mirror, his black hair was scattered, and his face was slightly ruddy, but ...... The pajamas she was wearing didn't know when she had changed, a little wet, and it was close to her body at the moment, especially the curve in the front section, which was empty, and those beautiful spring scenes were clearly visible.

Her heart beat wildly and she stepped back to close the glass door.

"I'm going to take a shower, you go out first."

Yan Chaoyu glanced at her dodging gaze, snorted and chuckled, grabbed her wrist pushing the glass door, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I've seen everything I should have seen just now." ”

Wen Zhen suddenly remembered his gaze at the dining table, and occasionally looked at the dull pupils, before he realized the reason, and his cheeks burned red, "Then you...... Why didn't you just remind me?! ”

Yan Chaoyu's thin lips moved slightly, and the smile in his eyes was thick: "I thought-"

"Say no more!"

Wen Zhen interrupted him, pushed the door hard, his body shook slightly, he took a step back, and a powerful arm crossed his waist in time, and his side cheek was against the strong heartbeat under his shirt, and the sound was heard very clearly.

Fingertips subconsciously wrapped around the placket of his clothes, Yan Chaoyu lowered his eyes and sighed slightly, put her on the soft stool in the dry area, rolled up his sleeves to adjust the water temperature, and filled the bathtub.

Wen Zhen's consciousness drifted, the warm water in the bathtub overflowed in front of her, the dense snow-white foam piled up on the water, her eyelashes trembled, and the snowy eyes were full of the man's face close at hand.

The water splashed, his hand scooped up the white ankle under the water, Wen Zhen's back was tightly pressed against the porcelain wall, the touch seemed to explode in the brain, leaching out sweet honey, lingering vines, encroaching on all reason.

The water in the bathtub is slowly passing away, and when it is replaced by a pool of clear water, the water ripples like a blooming flower, and the waves outline the white in the pool.

Wen Zhen clasped his hands on his knees and sat down in the pool.

The foam washes and the water forms a swirl to drain the pool, and a clean and soft bath towel wraps around her body, and carries her person to the makeup mirror outside the bathroom, and carefully dries her hair.

Through the smooth mirror, Wen Zhen stared at the person behind her who was blowing her hair.

Every step was gentle, like a woven dream, and she was deep in the soft clouds, the air was sweet, and the daylight plated their bodies.

The warm wind blows in my ears, and my wet hair is dry.

Wen Zhen tightened the bath towel in front of her, raised her eyelashes, and the questions hidden in her heart reached her throat with the waves of her heart, she secretly sighed, and suddenly called him: "Yan Chaoyu." ”

Yan Chaoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, there was no hypocritical gentleness in his eyes, no coldness, just staring at her quietly.

And Wen Zhen seemed to fall into his gaze like this.

She sensed that she liked it, and she couldn't help liking someone.

Wen Zhen bent his eyes and smiled, his eyes full of light: "I'm so sleepy." ”

I was sick and slept for nearly 20 hours, and in those smiling eyes, there was half a sense of sleepiness, and some were just full of attachment and dependence.

Yan Chaoyu's heart was suffocated, and he picked her up with his eyes and walked to the bedside.

The bedding was replaced with a new set, which was a goose yellow lace style, which was particularly incompatible with this dark and dull bedroom, and Yan Chaoyu glanced at this bedroom lightly, thinking that this suite should be renovated.

There was moonlight spilling in outside the glass window, Wen Zhen changed into a set of clean and tidy pajamas, curled up in the thin quilt, it was obviously the midsummer weather, but she was particularly attached to the warmth.

Especially with such a strong and powerful embrace.

Before going to bed, Yan Chaoyu had already taken a cold shower, but she couldn't help grinding her calves, rubbing her pajama pants, her skin was sticking, and it slowly became hot again.

Even if the temperature of the air conditioner has dropped to 20°C.

The person in her arms had taken a medicine and fell asleep again, Yan Chaoyu lowered her eyes and looked at her sleeping face with a few inches of moonlight, and her eyes gradually deepened.

Especially the hands that were tightly pressed against his solid waist and abdomen.

Incredibly soft.

Yan Chaoyu's expression was calm, remembering that he had also held her hand one night before, and his eyebrows froze, and a fire was burning along her fingertips.

He closed his eyes, pressed the hand that was drilling into the buttons of his pajamas, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was terriblely deep:

"Isn't it hard to be sick?"

Wen Zhen opened his clear black eyes, raised his neck to follow his gaze, and met in a flash, "What about you...... Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

His heavy eyes flashed helplessly, Yan Chaoyu pressed her moving hand, and sighed slightly: "Zhenzhen ......"

Wen Zhen's eyes blinked lightly, and his voice was like a gnat: "If you feel uncomfortable, I can ......"

The floor lamp shone on her cheeks and lips.

The next afternoon.

The phone, which had been turned off for more than twenty hours, finally lit up.

A push news message quickly pops up on the screen.

She hesitated for a few seconds but clicked in, and Weibo was overturned with all kinds of traffic black materials, and all the entries about herself disappeared, and none of them could be found.

Even if you find it, it's a blocked word.

After a few minutes of silence, various messages popped up one after another, and she clicked on them selectively.

First of all, Wenshan.

[Zhenzhen, don't think about the news, I'll deal with it immediately. 】

[It's really him to meet this kind of person.] Mother. Zhou Jiamin actually dared to swipe her hands to praise, she must have done this, and I have contacted a lawyer to prepare to sue her. 】

[Zhenzhen, a false alarm, all the hot searches have been withdrawn? ] How does it feel that it is not directed at us? 】

[Is it your husband?] 】

Then there was the Jong Division.

99 of the concern, ask where she is.

Wen Zhen replied to them one by one, telling them that he was okay and that he didn't have to worry anymore.

The door of the study suddenly opened, and Chen Zhu carried the briefcase and bowed his head with her, ready to leave.

Wen Zhen nodded, and asked Sheng Yan Chaoyu if he was still busy, after getting the answer that he was not busy, Wen Zhen got up and walked to the door of the study, and when he was about to knock on the door, the door was hidden, and the light in the room was dim, covering a long shadow in front of the desk.

Yan Chaoyu was wearing loungewear and slacks, his posture was stretched, his eyes were cold and he flipped through the documents on the table, the window was open, but the faint smell of tobacco could not be dispersed.

Hearing the movement outside the door, he suddenly lifted his eyes, and after seeing the figure clearly, the awe-inspiring eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Have you taken cold medicine?"

After Wen Zhen approached, he pulled his hand over, sat directly on the leg of the slacks, and pressed the fabric into the folds.

The smell of the faint tobacco on his body, or the faint citrus fragrance, is not unpleasant, but it can clearly sense that his mood is low.

"Are you helping me clear up those things on the Internet? Actually, I ......"

He raised his eyelashes slowly, put down the information, and pinched her soft earlobe: "Yes, it looks like an eyesore." ”

didn't wait for Wen Zhen to speak again, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he changed the topic: "There is a game that can't be pushed off at night, stay with me?" ”

The soft flesh on his waist was pinched by him, and after sensing some abnormal movements, Wen Zhen's body stiffened slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the ridiculous thing last night, and stepped forward with his legs together.

"I'll go and choose clothes first......"

Yan Chaoyu pinched her back, deliberately let her sit, and breathed calmly: "You can wear anything, just show your face." ”

Wen Zhen's face turned pale, he broke free of his arm and got up and fled to the cloakroom.

The banquet was seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Zhen was dressed in a light blue silk embroidered iris in the cheongsam, which was one of the few pieces she had received in the old mansion before, and the slim version outlined her well-proportioned waist and hip line, and her hand was half-wrapped in the crook of the man's strong arm.

The carved door slowly pushed open, and the two rows of waiters bowed one after another.

The decoration of the whole banquet hall is Chinese, with all kinds of antique vases placed everywhere, and the relief walls are full of calligraphy and painting couplets.

The banquet hall is getting more and more crowded.

Wen Zhen looked past a few familiar figures in front of her, she looked sideways at Yan Chaoyu, but saw a faint smile in his eyes.

"Yan Chaoyu ......"

The hand in the crook of the arm was covered by his palm, tightly interlocked, and led her to a private room on the second floor.

With a smile in his eyes, Yan Chaoyu pulled out a carved bench and gently pressed Wen Zhen's shoulders to let her sit firmly in the main seat.

The waiter led the outsiders into the private room, led by an old man with gray hair and sideburns, dressed in a dark red python pattern Tang costume, leading several people behind him to walk in, his eyes fell on the long shadow standing at the main seat, his eyes were slightly sluggish, and he looked at the woman sitting on the main seat.

The voice was still condensed: "Chaoyu, isn't this position?" ”

No one dares to say anything if the main seat is given to the Yan family, but if it is given to someone outside the Yan family, and it is still a woman......

Speaking of this old man, when he first stepped here, Wen Zhen noticed that it should be the master of tonight, Lu Lao, at this moment, the atmosphere was suddenly tense, Wen Zhen felt uneasy, and raised his eyes to see the coldness in his eyes.

Yan Chaoyu smiled lightly and held her shoulder to reassure, "Grandpa Lu is well, the junior brought his wife to congratulate you on your birthday today." ”

Everyone present looked solemn, outsiders knew that he Yan Dagongzi had always been dignified, and he was deeply relied on by Yan Lao, and now he has authority in his hands, but he is not a rebellious character.

Old Man Lu looked at ease, and only looked at the two of them with a gentle smile: "When I visited your grandfather before, I heard that you are also married, and this girl looks good." ”

With that, he motioned back for everyone to sit down first.

Yan Chaoyu's emotions were unclear, so he sat down beside Wen Zhen, and when the last one came in, Wen Zhen's pupils were slightly fixed, and he looked at him for a few seconds, and quickly suppressed his emotions.

As soon as the man was about to sit down, Yan Chaoyu's face became more and more gloomy, and his tone was contemptuous: "Miss Zhou doesn't have to sit. ”

Zhou Jiamin had seen this scene in the back, and she was frightened and panicked in her heart, but she couldn't push it off in this game, so she only turned her attention to the main family Lu Shinan for help.

Old Man Lu coughed, and the smile on his face faded a lot: "Chaoyu, you have never been in the habit of making things difficult for women. ”

If you talk about the Wang family in Beijing, the Yan family is dominant, but the Lu family is also a century-old foundation, and everyone has bowed their heads silently and picked them out.

The atmosphere also gave birth to a bit of solemnity and coldness at this moment.

Yan Chaoyu put up his legs, with a thin smile on his handsome eyebrows, looked at Lu Shinan, and said slowly:

"Grandpa Lu, among my grandfather's comrades-in-arms in Beijing, you are the only one left, with this relationship, I respect you to call your elders, but on the side, you are now over seventy years old and have long since retreated into the background, but it is better than you have a strong backbone in the past, and you are a character who would rather bend."

"Ah Jin also telephoned me yesterday."

Listening to the tone was gentle and polite, but how many years did Lu Shinan mediate in Beijing, and the moment he mentioned his own family and grandson, his face changed drastically, and the smile in his old eyes was gone, and he turned a cold look.

"Chaoyu, what do you want to do?"

When the tension was raging, everyone's hearts were frightened, and they didn't dare to get angry, for fear of harming themselves.

Yan Chaoyu said slowly: "The younger generation just wants to support his wife." ”

Hearing this, Wen Zhen slowly raised her eyelashes and stared at him, her thoughts in her heart turned back and forth, she had also heard of the background of the Lu family, although Yan Chaoyu did not need to be afraid, but it was not a good reputation to offend the Lu family on Old Man Lu's birthday.

Just thinking of this, a hand suddenly crossed her shoulder, holding her shoulder steadily, in this direction, Wen Zhen and Zhou Jiamin were facing each other, their eyes were staggered, and Zhou Jiamin's eyes could be clearly seen in panic.

"Miss Zhou doesn't have to be nervous, just settle accounts with you."

Zhou Jiamin's legs are weak, she has never been wronged since she entered the circle, and it has always been others who hold her high, when she fell to the point of bowing her head in front of others.

In the past, no matter how good Wen Zhen's family background was, it was just relying on the support of the old man of the Wen family, and now the old man is driving to the west, and no one in the Wen family treats her sincerely, although she knows that she is climbing up to the Yan family now, I thought it was just a love, she was mocking in her heart how clear and arrogant she was in the past, but she was just a person who couldn't get on the stage, but she never thought that she only learned today that Wen Zhen was secretly married to her.

But when clarifying this layer, Zhou Jiamin's coldness turned into anger, and the old man of the Wen family was really eccentric to the extreme!

Even this kind of back road was thought of for her, she bit her lip tightly, and her mouth was full of fishy sweetness.

Zhou Jiamin used the last trace of dignity to hold back the trembling voice: "What does Mr. Yan want?" ”

"Miss Zhou uses public opinion to smear Zhenzhen's reputation, my wife has always been delicate, not as good as Miss Zhou, rumors and rumors caused her to fall seriously ill, and today she was just recovered from a serious illness, I am not willing to speak with her at home, Miss Zhou is a good means and good ability, but you don't have to worry too much, in today's legal society, I am just an ordinary citizen who abides by the law, naturally there is no Miss Zhou who fell into the mountains This kind of means, I only care about a fair and just."

"There are few people here, Miss Zhou might as well kneel down here and apologize to my family, and it won't be bullying you."

Yan Chaoyu's palm fell to Wen Zhen's waist, making Wen Zhen's back as straight as a bamboo, and his gloomy eyes patrolled everyone at the banquet, with a smile on his face and a hidden warning:

"How?"

(End of chapter)