The poor size brought a strong visual impact, and Fang Ci was about to be defeated by the scene in front of him.

She cried and fussed, and of course she turned a deaf ear to the feast.

That night, before she finally went to sleep, she was in a daze wondering how she was going to explain the mess of sheets tomorrow.

-

The next day, in the entire Fang Family Villa, the first person to see the Wenzhi banquet was Qu Yingqiu.

She woke up early, washed up, and was about to go to the garden in the front yard, but when she went down the stairs and turned the corner, she saw a man sitting in her restaurant.

He wore a brand-new haute couture suit sent by Uncle Qiao early in the morning, covered with a long black coat, and sat there idly leaning on the back of the back and folding his legs, one arm resting on the back of another chair, and the other hand resting on the table, holding the coffee cup in a virtual manner.

The posture is relaxed, and the extravagance is pressing.

The morning sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his whole body was refreshing and crisp, and a glimmer of light reflected on his shiny leather shoes under the table, showing an aggressiveness that made people breathe.

Hearing the movement, he withdrew his gaze from the window and lifted his eyelids to look at it.

At that moment, an extremely strong aura and male tension rushed to his face.

Qu Yingqiu was stunned, completely unsure of how to react.

Wen Zhiyan's expression was very light, and he opened his mouth very casually, "Morning." ”

It's like he's the master here.

At that moment, what came to Qu Yingqiu's mind was an idea that had nothing to do with the scene in front of him: the young master of the Wen family in front of him, the current head of the Wen family, might really be able to win against Wen Penghou.

Chapter 48

Qu Yingqiu didn't know for a while what kind of attitude to show to face the man in front of him.

According to his status, he is the head of the Wen family who is high up and no one dares to mess with; But he will appear here today, but it is undoubtedly as her daughter Fang Ci's boyfriend.

It's too weird to put on a respectful and flattering attitude, but if you put on the posture of an elder, isn't that equivalent to your own death?

Wen Zhiyan seemed to be completely unaware of her helplessness, and those eyes were still looking at her flatly.

Qu Yingqiu squeezed out a smile, "...... You're early, too. ”

Wen Zhiyan nodded his chin slightly, very casually, "You sit, I have something to think about." ”

Qu Yingqiu gathered her shawl and had to sit down diagonally across from him.

"What's the matter? You just say. ”

“…… Everything. The current situation of the company, the problems encountered, and the follow-up plans. ”

Did he mean to meddle?

Qu Yingqiu remained silent, before and after, no matter how big or small, and told him all about the company's current situation and Fang Hong's divorce and separation.

Wen Zhiyan's eyelashes were half drooping, and the hand resting on the table lightly knocked on the table a few times.

That pretty face, I can't see any expression.

Qu Yingqiu's eyes rolled a few times, and said with a smile, "Fang Ci is thin-skinned, I guess I'm embarrassed to ask you for help, actually, if you help—"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Zhiyan laughed from his nose and raised his eyelashes, "Have me help?" ”

The smile was sarcasm.

Qu Yingqiu wasn't sure what he meant, so she smiled and nodded.

Wen Zhiyan gradually smiled, and said slowly, "Since you have handed over the family business to her, then you will listen to her in everything, and others can make suggestions, but they have no right to help her make decisions." ”

Qu Yingqiu was carefully tasting the meaning of his words, when she heard him say again, "I respect her," and after a pause, he emphasized, "I also hope that everyone in the Fang family can respect her." ”

So, does he mean that he doesn't intend to intervene?

Qu Yingqiu didn't dare to let the words fall to the ground, and hurriedly continued, "Of course, of course." ”

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Zhiyan smiled lightly, and his tone was gentle, "In fact, you should pray that I will not meddle in your Fang family's affairs. His eyes were unwarm, and his breath was cold, "...... If I intervene, the first thing I will do is to make her cut the table with you, and whether the rest of you live or die has nothing to do with me or her. ”

"If things really come to that point, you'd better think about whether your attitude towards her over the years is enough for me to protect you."

These words, no matter how gentle they are, how impersonal they are.

Qu Yingqiu shuddered.

She was so naïve.

She also thought that if Wen Shao helped out in her relationship with Fang Ci, then everything would be solved.

But she completely ignored that this man even turned a deaf ear to the words of Wen Penghou, who raised him, how could he act according to her wishes?

He is so strong, but if he really intervenes, he will definitely not follow the wishes of others, he will only be like a bulldozer, overturning the entire Fang family according to his own intentions.

Qu Yingqiu's face stiffened.

Wen Zhiyan's face was expressionless, as if he was going to show his attitude at one time, and said, "...... Have you ever seen her happy after all these years? ”

"The first time I saw her, she was 19 years old, and now she's 25 years old, and she smiles from the bottom of her heart, and I've only seen her a few times."

"The first time she went to me, you disregarded her wishes and asked her to get engaged to Song Yuze, and the second time she went to me, it was because you slapped her and you kicked her out of the house."

"Now, when she encounters something she is not satisfied with, she will only slap people, and if she hadn't been treated like this since she was a child, the way she handled things would not be like this."

Now, all those slaps are falling on his face.

He is a young master who has been clothed and fed since he was a child, and everyone has grown up in the palm of his hand, and he has never encountered this kind of treatment.

But the first time she slapped him was after she was slapped by Qu Yingqiu.

So, from then on, every time he was slapped by her, what he thought in his heart was that this slap should be able to gradually piece back her self-esteem that was shattered by being treated like this since she was a child, right?

Wen Zhiyan suppressed his anger and licked his lower lip, and there was a bit of irritability and impatience in his expression that was about to be suppressed.

At this point, Qu Yingqiu was of course able to get the product, and he was giving her an ultimatum: either start to have a good relationship with Fang Ci now, or die a little farther.

After a long time, she barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "...... I understand what you said," nodded, "Now that Ah Ci has grown up, she can take charge of herself, and it will get better and better in the future, you don't have to worry." ”

-

When I woke up, there was no trace of the feast by the bedside.

Fang Ci thought he had left, came downstairs after washing, and passed by Qu Yingqiu in the corridor, she was surprised by Qu Yingqiu's strange face, and when she turned her head, she saw that the man who was supposed to leave was sitting at the dining table.

The chair leaned out, one of his long legs relaxed and extended, the other leg bent, one arm resting on the back of the chair, his eyelashes lowered, and his expression was indistinguishable.

She walked over and said, "...... You didn't go? Talked to my mom ? ”

Wen Zhiyan raised his eyes to look at her, and the hand resting on his thigh was raised, and he hooked his hand to signal her to pass.

Fang Ci took a few more steps closer and was pulled by him to his lap. She was defenseless, sat down, immediately turned her head to look out vigilantly, and said nervously, "Don't do this." ”

Wen Zhiyan was unmoved, holding her crotch firmly with the palm of one hand, not saying a word, just looking at her.

As soon as his eyes met, Fang Ci noticed that there seemed to be a bit of fierceness between his eyebrows.

It's a bit like the time a few years ago, when she went back to Fang's villa to rescue Fang Niannian, and that time, he heard Li Youxian report on the phone that she had injured her leg.

She realized that the gap between the past few years had really left traces on him: the same expression, but the appearance was slightly different from before.

It's about a lot more mature, more of a little more palpitating sensuality, and a lot of suppressed desire and aggression in the temperament.

At this moment, staring at him so intently, looking at his face, his eyebrows, his lips, Fang Ci no longer had time to worry about whether he would be bumped into by the housekeepers, holding his face in his hands, rubbing his fingertips carefully, feeling his touch.

She whispered, "...... You've really changed, and you haven't changed. ”

She sat upright on his lap.

Hearing this, the feast confirmed this fact, and a heart gradually calmed down.

He leaned back slightly and kissed her on the lips.

“…… How so? The voice was low and ambiguous.

"It's ripe." She was concise and to the point.

Wen Zhiyan chuckled, "Where hasn't changed?" ”

Naturally, look at her eyes.

Just like at this moment, the eyes are dark, the eyes are as deep as the sea, and they are full of bad energy.

The aunt who was in charge of cooking at home came in through the back door, and was already busy in the Chinese kitchen for a while, and when she came out to prepare the dishes, she was so shocked that she almost fell down, and hurriedly lowered her eyes, and turned back to the Chinese kitchen, and continued to walk out.

Fang Ci turned his head to notice, paused slightly, leaned in and kissed the eyes of the Kissing Banquet, and then immediately got up and left hurriedly.

Wen Zhiyan didn't mean to stop her, smiled at her back, and shook his head lightly.

Fang Ci returned to his room and opened the wardrobe to organize his clothes.

Fang Hong and Qu Yingqiu are not people who are easy to be moved, she is ready for a protracted battle, and it is estimated that she will have to live at home for a while.

In early winter, clothes and fabrics such as bed sheets had to be washed by the aunt at home.

She vaguely heard the sound of the bedroom door being unscrewed, and she thought it was the aunt at home, so she didn't look back, but said, "Auntie, can you take the time to clean my room thoroughly today?" ”

The sound of approaching footsteps was clearly coming from men's leather shoes.

She made a movement in her hand, and just as she was about to turn around, she felt the familiar warmth behind her closer.

Wen Zhiyan hugged her from behind, pressed the closet door with the back of her hand in his palm, and the long hair on his neck was pulled away, and he bit off her ear.

Fang Ci hummed lightly.

He rubbed the back of her hand slowly, and the tendons and green tendons tended to get heavier and heavier, mixed with some indescribable meaning. She felt bad and reminded, "...... It's about to be breakfast, ......."

Wen Zhiyan didn't speak, and he didn't mean to stop.

Fang Ci turned around in his arms, his back against the wardrobe, a posture of forcibly putting the brakes on the atmosphere that was getting worse and worse.

Wen Zhiyan chuckled, took two steps back, took out a cigarette case, and lit a cigarette.

Taking a puff, he said, "...... I have to go out and pick you up in the evening? ”

"No, I've had to stay at home lately," Fang Ci said, "and it's probably not appropriate to talk about it once." ”