The door was pushed open completely, and Wen Zhiyan stood in the doorway.

The box was silent for a while.

Needle drop can be heard.

Liang Yun'er's eyes widened, she wanted to speak, her lips moved, and she didn't say anything.

Wen Zhiyan put one hand in his pocket, and between the other fingers he held an unlit cigarette, and asked lightly, "What are you doing?" ”

Liang Yun'er smiled, and finally found her voice back, "Brother Yan, why are you here?" ”

Wen Zhiyan's eyelashes fell, and when he saw the bag and clothes on the ground, "Liang Yun'er," his tone didn't fluctuate, "Pick up Fang Ci's things." ”

Chapter 41

The Maybach 62s are speeding down the Third Ring Road, and the tires are splashing.

In the back seat of the car, Fang Ci didn't speak all the way, just turned his head to look at the rain curtain outside the window, and stroked the black satchel resting on his lap from time to time.

Wen Zhiyan kept looking at her.

The car was dark, and her hand was lined with the black satchel, which was even more slender and fragile, as was the neck that was on the other side.

The silence lasted until the car stopped.

Through the rain curtain, he could vaguely recognize the unfamiliar environment outside the car, Fang Ci turned his head, "Aren't you going back to your house?"

Wen Zhiyan sneered lightly, "Finally willing to say something?"

The driver opened the back door, Wen Zhiyan got out of the car, took the umbrella, and went around to the other side to pick her up.

A large heavy black umbrella.

Standing under the umbrella, Fang Ci still looked left and right, "...... So yes? ”

Wen Zhiyan tugged the collar of her coat and bent down slightly to kiss her on the forehead, "It's my birthday today." ”

Fang Ci completely forgot about this, his face was a little unnatural, "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare a gift for you."

"Eat with me." He put his arm around her shoulder, hugged her tightly, and held the umbrella in the other hand, in front of the two of them, "Let's go."

On a dark and rainy night, the two of them walked through the silent courtyard under an umbrella.

A thin layer of water on the ground, men's leather shoes and women's high heels stepped on it at the same frequency, and the shimmer reflected in the water was shattered in an instant, and then floated and restored.

A private teahouse, which can only be reserved with real names, and only provides private chef specialties.

When you walk to the main entrance, you can notice the style of this teahouse, with a few tufts of bamboo standing on both sides, verdant in the rain.

The waiter waited at the door and guided the two to the box.

The lighting is dim, and there are old objects with bamboo elements everywhere, and the whole space is filled with a quiet and elegant taste.

The box is large, with floor-to-ceiling windows on a whole side covered by a layer of gauze curtains. There is a long solid wood dining table in the center, with only two chairs on either side.

On the wall hangs an ink and bamboo drawing, on which a beam of light is faintly reflected.

Although the whole box is large but not empty, the lights are bright and dark, and as soon as you enter, your heart will be calm.

The waiter pulled out a chair and the two sat across the long table, facing each other.

The waiter leaves.

Wen Zhiyan made tea by himself, pinching the small teacup with two fingers, and the tendons on the back of his cold white hands appeared, a sexy appeal of elegance and power.

Fang Ci's gaze paused on his hand for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at his face.

But unexpectedly met his eyes.

There was a little smile in his eyes, and the teacher asked, "...... You're still quite busy, this night, you're meeting someone you know, and you're going to see Chen Qiaoyue, but you didn't think that today was my birthday, did you? ”

Fang Ci couldn't stand his gaze and turned his face away, "...... Don't you have a birthday party? ”

"The day after tomorrow."

He replied lightly.

She looked away, but she felt reluctant, so she turned her face back to look at him again.

Wen Zhiyan put a cup of brewed tea in front of her, leaned back idly, and said lightly, "...... You're not going to tell me what happened today. ”

Fang Ci was silent for a few seconds, considering his words.

She didn't know where the marriage between the Daowen family and the Liang family was going, so she didn't dare to speak rashly.

In this deliberation, the eyes of the feast of the upper smell.

He has an irresistible attraction, and now he is dressed in a three-piece suit, and his posture is extremely elegant, but the look in his eyes is as wild and untamable as it was years ago.

At the thought that he might belong to someone else in the future, Fang Ci's heart immediately swelled with a sourness.

Pushed by this bad mood, she was heartbroken, and chose to tell the truth, "...... Liang Yuner seems to be very mindful of the rumors between us four years ago, and she wants to ask me about it. ”

"And then?"

"And then I didn't want to talk to her more, she wouldn't give up, that's all."

Wen Zhiyan smiled inexplicably, "...... Aren't you very good at fanning people? Why don't you slap her? ”

Fang Ci couldn't have imagined that he would say this, his eyes widened slightly, "I...... Where do I get my qualifications? ”

"Why aren't you eligible?"

Fang Ci felt for a moment as if he really couldn't understand her situation.

She was at the bottom of the circle, and she had always been bullied, and if she resisted, the flood would only come more violently.

After a pause, she said, "...... My surname is Fang, not Wen, I can't be like you, I can do whatever I want. ”

"Isn't it enough to have someone surnamed Wen who loves you?" Wen Zhiyan looked at her, "Isn't it enough for you to stand up in the whole circle?" ”

"If you love me, will you solve all my problems?"

"Yes."

"Then we will never be equal." Fang Ci's words had been held in his heart for a long time, and at this moment, all of them poured out like beans, "...... Yes, if you give a little as you want, I will be much better, but what about me? I want to win the respect of the Fang family, I want to win the respect of other people in the circle, but I am Fang Ci alone, no one respects me, if everyone else is kind to me because of my relationship with you, then how much do you think this kind face is out of respect for me, and how much is it out of fear of you? ”

Wen Zhiyan's eyes sank a little.

He didn't say anything for a long time.

Until the waiter comes in and serves a dish, and then leaves again.

The box was silent again.

Wen Zhiyan turned his head to look at the rain outside the curtain for a while, and then lit a cigarette.

The wooden chair was wide, and he put one arm on the back of the chair, looking quite leisurely, and smiled with low eyes, "...... So, with me, you are very aggrieved? ”

Fang Ci was stunned.

She didn't mean that.

Wen Zhiyan looked at her and said with a smile, "Shouldn't I have interfered four years ago?" Should you be allowed to marry Song Yuze? The smile in his eyes was cold, "...... What is the best situation for you? Like you said, you're the same kind of people. ”

Fang Ci followed his words, thinking of that possibility, and suddenly felt a little afraid.

She said dryly, "...... That's not what I meant. ”

Wen Zhiyan looked at her for a few seconds, then got up and went to sit on the sofa in front of the window.

A posture that wants to snub her.

Fang Ci silently raised his eyes to look at him and met his eyes.

Wen Zhiyan said warmly, "...... Come here. ”

She paused, then got up and walked around the long table.

I came to him, looked at him, and then lifted the hem of my skirt and sat down on his lap.

Face.

She kept her head down, like a student waiting to be trained.

Wen Zhiyan said, "Let me ask you, if there were so many difficulties in front of you as you said, why did you choose me four years ago?" It's like that day in a nightclub, why did you choose to kiss me? ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Fang Ci raised his face, his eyes were red, and he whispered, "...... Because what I want is you, I hate other people. ”

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes and stared at her, "...... So what about now? Don't want me anymore? ”

Fang Ci shook her head, and she cried again.

"Because I've grown up, can you understand? I'm 20 years old, I can dive headlong into it, I don't want to do anything, but I'm 25 years old now, I have to defeat my mother, I have to support the Fang family on my own, I want to prove myself, otherwise I can only exile myself elsewhere, because once I come back, back to the circle of Beijing, I will be nothing. ”

She was too eager to prove herself, to stand up, so she excluded him as well.

But the process of standing up was not smooth, with Qi Hongyuan in front and Liang Yuner in the back, she felt helpless and at a loss.

Wen Zhiyan watched her cry, but he smiled unexpectedly, repeating her words in a teasing tone, "...... Grown. ”

He rested his wrist on the arm of the couch, snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table at hand, lit it again, took a puff, and then turned the cigarette butt to her lips.

Fang Ci took his hand, leaned in and took a puff of cigarette.

He raised his hand and wiped her eyes with the back of his fingers, lowered his voice, and said softly, "Baby." ”

He hadn't called her that yet, Fang Ci couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, tears in his eyes.

“…… It is impossible for a person to grow up on his own," Wen Zhiyan said, "no matter how strong you are, there is no need to choose the most difficult self-made model for yourself, right?" With me here, I'll help you, what's wrong? ”

"Are you going to push me away because I can help you? Well? ”

Fang Ci was stunned and silent for a while.

She grew up without an elder to guide her, and it was the first time someone had taken the role of an elder and told her this.

"I went to see the third child of the Ye family today? The line that Lee You-hyun pulled for you? ”

Fang Ci Muran nodded.

It is not surprising that he will know this, after all, the drivers Sister Hong and Li Youxian are his people.