marital love

After sending Yan away, Wen Yao spent another week reorganizing the previous due diligence, and it seemed unsatisfactory to send it up.

At the morning meeting this morning, Nan Xu criticized her in front of everyone, disliking her for being too slow and making everyone wait for her, basically thinking that she should not take on porcelain work if she doesn't have that diamond.

Wen Yao resisted making a sound during the meeting, and went into the tea room irritably after the meeting, not bothering about coffee or tea, so she took a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator and poured it directly.

After drinking half a bottle, the entire throat and stomach were soaked in cold water, and the fire pressure in my heart was reduced a lot.

She squeezed the body of the bottle to make a "chacha" sound, feeling a little funny.

Nan Xu could not understand her, she knew it.

After all, she is not Renminbi, so she can't be liked by everyone, but she doesn't understand what threat she can pose to Nan Xu, so she always finds her fault and cares about her.

Don't say it's because of Yan Sui.

Except for He Chi, no one in the company knew about her relationship with Yan Sui.

Some rumors are enough to just listen to, and there is no truth to the endless ones, and Wen Yao didn't see that Yan Sui had any special feelings for Nan Xu.

Simply inexplicable.

Moreover, this work consumes a lot of time and energy. The scope of investigation is wide, and the objects of due diligence are very different. Naturally, the plans are also different. Hang Rui's project is not small. She spent nearly half a month of preparation period. This is not What she can do alone, the team's investigation is complicated. Ever since Nan Xu gave the order, no one has been worried and conscientious.

The results submitted did not fall well, and anyone would feel resentful, not to mention that the big target was aimed at her, and the department was already rumoring when she offended Nan Xu.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao almost took another breath of anger, and the bottle in her hand was almost crushed by her.

Ida came over at some point, looked at her face and whispered relief: "Calm down, don't be as knowledgeable as her, she is like that, just get used to it."

Wen Yao took deep breaths, pulled the corners of her lips slightly, and smiled forcedly.

"I know, she is the boss, and I can't confront her directly." If she had refuted it at the meeting, it would probably be a charge of contradicting her.

Ida handed over two candies, peeled one and threw it into her mouth, mumbled: "Oh, what an annoyance, meeting such an arrogant... You are not bad, the interns who came to our department in the past, Especially those who are a bit pretty, she can basically catch her wrong and criticize her severely. I remember that there was a girl a year ago who probably bumped into Mr. Yan by accident. Mr. Yan didn't say anything. They held on to them, and finally forced them away.”

Having said that, she paused, looked around carefully, lowered her voice and said in Wen Yao's ear: "Actually, we nicknamed her in private, and we all called her the old witch."

The curvature of Wen Yao's lips became wider, and the emotion on her face eased a lot. She threw the water bottle into the trash can, and slowly started to make tea.

"She's pretty domineering."

Ida stared, "Not only domineering, but also ruthless! Except Mr. Yan, no one can catch her eyes, but fortunately, Mr. Yan despises her, the kind that we don't even want to post."

The following words can't help but feel complacent, and feel a little refreshed.

"So don't take her words to heart. Sometimes I admire her a lot, and she's a little pitiful, but a poor person must have something to hate..."

Wen Yao didn't make a statement, but she was thinking a little bit, whether it's pitiful not to love, some things can't be obtained by force, no matter how deep the obsession is, in the end it's just harming others and oneself.

After working for a while and finally waiting for her to catch her breath, Xiao Bichen came to the door.

When the other party saw her, he was dissatisfied and said, "You lost weight!"

Probably because her identity has been recognized, and she is Yan Sui's chosen wife again. Apart from Xiao Bichen's dislike for her at first, now there is only kindness and affection for the junior.

At this moment, she is holding her hand affectionately, talking about why she has become so thin after not seeing her for a while, and complaining distressedly: "I thought there was someone who worked like Huai Xu at the beginning." , there is a common topic, and there is no difference between the two of them, and now thinking about it, it is really a big mistake!"

Xiao Bichen looked at the huge house, shaking his head and thinking: "Look, there are not many people here! Is Huai Xu on a business trip again?"

Wen Yao did not hide anything, nodded, "He has gone to Hong Kong."

Xiao Bichen looked heartbroken: "I knew it! You are busy and he is busier than you! You run around like a savage, and you don't want to go home even if you have a wife."

Wen Yao couldn't say anything to refute, and even felt that she was right.

Xiao Bichen babbled for a while, Wen Yao saw that her mouth was dry, so she hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

Xiao Bishen took it with a smile on his face, tasted it, obviously liked it, put down the teacup, clapped his hands excitedly and said: "Look at my brain, I'm so busy talking to you, I've forgotten the business!"

"What's wrong?" Wen Yao sat aside and asked patiently.

Xiao Bi cast a reproachful glance at her, "Forget about Huai Xu, why don't you care about it yourself! The old man has passed on a message that you will complete your marriage within this month. You don't even remember such a big event?"

Wen Yao was startled, really forgot, and then looked at her a little embarrassedly, "...Could it be a little too fast?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, you don't know how long I've been looking forward to this kid Huaixu's marriage!" She made a gesture of two, and gritted her teeth bitterly when she mentioned this, "I've been looking forward to it since he was 20 years old, and I've been looking forward to it until he was three years old!" Ten, now ten years have passed, it is not easy for him to have such a heart, but if you look at what he has done, it is annoying to talk about it!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Bishen glanced at Wen Yao, and said solemnly and decisively: "I can't delay any longer, I went to the temple before I came, and invited a date, the middle of this month will be a very good day, you young people Isn’t it the new festivals? I’ve watched them, and that day was really good. When it happens to be Valentine’s Day, it’s Qixi Festival!”

Holding the teacup, Wen Yao took a sip of it herself, and almost choked when she heard Xiao Bichen's words.

She suppressed the shock in her heart: "... But, there are only a few days to prepare."

About holding the wedding, ever since the old man said it, she was worried about it in the first day or two, but she was too busy with work, and she was in the dark all day long, and sometimes she didn't even care about eating, so what else? Time to think about the wedding.

What's more, she didn't have much time to chat with Yan Sui, and he didn't mention it.

Naturally, I forgot.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Bichen to come to tell her about this matter today, she would probably forget about it in a while.

Xiao Bichen raised her hand and vowed: "What's the matter with a few days? You are busy with your work. Auntie will handle the wedding for you. It will definitely be beautiful!"

She usually has nothing to do, if she is not going to drink tea today and see her grandson tomorrow, the family may not have any big celebrations for a long time.

Knowing that Yan Sui and Wen Yao were going to hold a wedding, she was itchy and eager to make arrangements.

Without giving Wen Yao much time to react, Xiao Bichen took the matter over, and happily asked Wen Yao to prepare the bride.

Before Wen Yao could stop her, she walked away.

After pondering for a while, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Sui.

[My aunt came over to talk about the wedding, what do you think? 】

Yan Sui was about to board the plane when he received the news.

He replied briefly, and then asked He Chi behind him: "How are things going with what I told you earlier?"

He Chi's mind turned quickly, "It's all done."

Yan Sui nodded: "En."

He Chi stared at his back, smiled and followed quickly.

It's not difficult to guess the mind of the boss above him. He estimated the time and counted with his fingers, and he knew what Mr. Yan was talking about.

This matter has to start from the day Mr. Yan and his wife received the certificate.

On the day he received the certificate, he was on a business trip, and in the evening he ordered the preparations for the wedding. Whether it was the wedding dress, venue, ceremony, or wedding banquet, including wedding invitations and wedding rings, he had already made many preparations.

It seemed that he and Wen Yao would definitely hold a wedding in the near future, so he had to think carefully about everything.

When she saw the reply, Wen Yao was burying her head in front of the computer. It was a rare day off for her, and she didn't have time to spare. If she had to say it, she just changed to a slightly more relaxed environment and continued to work.

Taking time to look at the phone, he was taken aback.

On the phone, Yan Sui sent a message saying that he would be back today.

Yan Sui is coming back? !
Together with this thought, she was both surprised and delighted, with a kind of excitement and nervousness that she couldn't even understand.

She quickly sat up straight and held the phone, and carefully looked at the chat records on it. After staring at it for a long time, her eyes became sore and her palms gradually became sweaty.

Slowly, she raised her hand to cover her chest.

On the left side, the heart beats fast.

Thump, thump, thump...

Her eyes fell on the phone interface again, and when she saw the familiar profile picture, she suddenly threw the phone out as if frightened.

Then covered his face.

thump, thump...

The familiar feeling came again.

I don't know when it started, but whenever I think of Yan Sui, there are always changes.

The room was very quiet, so the sound of her beating heart hit her eardrums so loudly.

Wen Yao felt that something was wrong, she bit her lip, trying to calm down, at least not to let her heart beat so fast, so that her brain was flustered and terrified.

However, she failed, and her mind became more and more chaotic. In the end, she struggled to get rid of all distracting thoughts, and slowly recalled her original thoughts.

——Look for a stable backer to protect your grandfather's property, and marry Yan Sui for profit, he needs a good wife, and she wants money, and then wait for Qiming to develop stably, and then find a suitable time...

what to do.

Divorce, they get together and break up, don't they?

I had no feelings at all.

However, when thinking of this, Wen Yao's heart twitched, as if someone had slapped her in the head, and she gradually calmed down.

Look, it turned out that she never thought that she would die well with Yan Sui, it was just because of the wedding that gave her a sense of urgency.

What's more, who wouldn't fall in love with a man like Yan Sui?

Even if she has some thoughts about him, it's perfectly normal, she's just guilty of the thoughts that other women would have about a good and attractive man...

That's right, that's it.

After Wen Yao convinced herself, she continued to work with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Bichen's movements were too fast, or Yan Sui.

On the second day, Xiao Bichen led a large group of people into Huainan Bay, and Wen Yao was shocked when he came back from get off work.

"Auntie..."

Xiao Bishen was busy directing this and that. When he looked up and saw her, his eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly waved: "Come on, come quickly, and see which of these two wedding dresses do you like? And the wedding photo style , Do you want to have an outdoor or indoor wedding, in a hotel or a cathedral? What style do you like? Is it a Chinese retro style or a western aristocratic style? I saw a forest style yesterday. Ouch, it’s so beautiful! It’s suitable for you young people !"

She opened her mouth without pausing, making Wen Yao dizzy and dazed when she saw people. Xiao Bishen stepped forward and dragged Wen Yao, and said cheerfully: "Huaixu is true, I have already had You didn't tell me in advance when you were going to make a mess, but fortunately, I can rest assured that he arranges it, he and you are husband and wife, so naturally he understands your preferences better than my aunt."

Complaining first and then praising, the meaning inside and outside the words is love and satisfaction, Wen Yao was uneasy when he heard it.

In the end, there was only one meaning: Yan Sui was prepared.

for this wedding.

For some reason, my heart beat faster again.

Xiao Bichen is also a resolute character, when she said she wanted Wen Yao to choose, she was not procrastinating at all, everything was listed in front of her eyes.

The first thing I looked at was the wedding dress, there were only two sets. She had no idea about these before, but when she saw the two sets of wedding dresses for the first time, her whole body seemed to be hit by something, and she even felt like a dream.

Xiao Bishen looked at Wen Yao and then at the wedding dress, and frowned, "Okay, they all look good, but you should eat more recently, you're too thin, look at your waist, you don't have much meat, this Don't be too tired for a while, or tell Huai Xu that it doesn't matter if you don't go to that class, see if you can ask for leave, you are going to be a bride, and you should look better."

Wen Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "No, it's actually not particularly busy."

Xiao Bichen didn't quite agree, but he was quickly distracted by the preparations for the wedding.

Although I am sometimes picky about Yan Sui, but I am still my aunt after all, in front of Wen Yao, there will be many nice compliments, saying that Yan Sui cares about her with all his heart, that Yan Sui is good to her, and has deep feelings, so understanding she.

Wen Yao was noncommittal, but had to admit that she hadn't spent much time with Yan Sui, but Yan Sui really understood some of her preferences.

Just like this time, most of the things Xiao Bichen brought over were her favorites, even she herself was surprised, faintly moved from the bottom of her heart, but was quickly suppressed by her.

When Yan Sui came back, Xiao Bichen had already left with his people, but his things stayed behind.

After walking into the living room, Wen Yao was sitting on the sofa looking down at something, playing with something in his hand, concentrating seriously, but his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was confused about something.

"doing what?"

The man's sudden voice caught her attention.

Wen Yao raised her head and stared at him blankly, she was absent-minded for a moment, then her eyes flickered, and she said softly: "Look at these things you prepared."

Then she fixed her eyes on his face, with a gentle smile on her lips, as if interrogating: "Mr. Yan, why didn't I know that you still have so many thoughts, and the things that are planned for a rainy day are done well?"

From Xiao Bichen's words, she understood that this was decided by Yan Sui after receiving the certificate. He knew her so well that even she was afraid of it. Is it because his city is unfathomable or has a plan in advance? .

But she couldn't figure it out, and in the end it could only be attributed to his respect for Mrs. Yan - not against her, but with anyone else, it would be so meticulous.

A faint smile appeared on Yan Sui's chiseled face, and he asked without answering, "Do you like them all?"

"I like it." Wen Yao didn't deny it, she really liked it, that's why she felt terrible.

A person knows her too thoroughly, but she has only a half-knowledge about the other person. In this state, she feels very insecure.

Yan Suisha nodded in a serious manner, and said lightly, "It's good if you like it."

Wen Yao was caressing the wedding invitation in her hand, she had already read it for a while before Yan Sui came back.

The wedding card in his hand was only half the size of an A4 paper. It was a big red square folder with a fiery red and festive Chinese character "囍" on it, and a satin pattern with a bow on the bottom, and there were patterns around it.

After a closer look, she found that it was somewhat similar to irises. She couldn't help but wonder how much Yan Sui liked this flower, and it was even printed on the invitation card.

After opening, there is a pair of standing paintings in the human form, the bride and groom are kissing, and the words are gilded below.

Submission, Taiqi.

It is determined at a certain time of a certain month and a certain year.

Gregorian calendar, lunar calendar.

Set up, time, place.

Wen Yao didn't quite remember whether she ever thought about what the future wedding would be like, nor did she ever imagine what the wedding invitation would look like.

But when this day really came, she was actually looking forward to it.

"What's so interesting about this." Seeing her staring at the wedding card without moving, Yan Sui walked over to her and sat down, looking around.

It was still a bit messy, Xiao Bichen brought too many things, all of which were selected for Wen Yao, and he hadn't had time to pick them up yet.

"It's novel, it's the first time I've seen him." She spoke confidently, and raised her head to look at him with clear and serious eyes.

And it has her name on it.

Yan Sui looked at her with downcast eyes.

Wen Yao blinked her eyelids, and a few seconds later he made a move, leaned slightly, and when he was making a gesture to kiss him, Wen Yao suddenly pushed him away, and she was so nervous that she wisely said: "By the way, leave me the wedding invitation." one."

"Ok?"

Yan casually gave her a deep look. Although the distance between them was widened, he put his hand on the back of the sofa behind her, half-circling her.

Wen Yao took it for granted: "I am useful."

Yan Suishun asked: "What's the use, collection?"

Wen Yao silently rolled her eyes, "I'll give it away."

"To whom."

Wen Yao originally wanted to say that you don't care who I give it to, but looking at his indifferent posture, she wanted to break it, staring at his face without changing her face, and said word by word: "Give it to Zong Zhengqing."

Hearing this, Yan Sui really looked at her. He has deep sockets, but he has sword eyebrows, so when he doesn't make any expression, the oppression and distance are very strong, and the whole person looks cold and inoffensive.

But at this moment, he was looking at her with a smile that was not a smile. He looked much more approachable, but his smile was hiding a knife.

"Tell me again."

No emotional fluctuations could be heard from his words, but his voice was awe-inspiring and cold.

Wen Yao suddenly became courageous, as if he didn't know whether he was going to die or not: "I said I would give it to Zong Zhengqing, what's wrong?"

I don't know what stimulated it. At this moment, Wen Yao's heart is full. It is said that when the water is full, the moon will overflow and the moon will be full. Perhaps it was the soft flesh in his heart that was poked by what he did.

She actually had the feeling that she wanted to tell him everything clearly, and as soon as this thought emerged, it was like a flood that couldn't be closed, surging and surging.

Impulsive, Wen Yao said: "Yan Sui, how long have you been in love with your ex-girlfriend?"

Yan Sui pursed his thin lips slightly, looking at her, there was deep meaning in her eyes that she couldn't fathom.

Once the topic is opened, there is nothing to hide anymore.

"You know I studied abroad and I always feel like I've been in love too, but I don't remember it," she said.

The feeling was actually strong, but she couldn't find a clue.

Yan Sui still didn't make a sound, and Wen Yao didn't seem to need his answer, so he continued on his own: "After that car accident, I don't remember anything."

"No." She paused again, and then smiled: "I think it's very strange, I still remember other things, but I don't remember many of them during the two years of studying abroad alone, and my memory is blank."

He didn't seem surprised, and put on a gesture of willingness to hear more about it.

"But—" Wen Yao paused.

"But what." Yan Sui's voice was as low as ever, with a hint of murmuring and bewitching, inducing her to continue talking.

Wen Yao raised the wedding card in Yang's hand, and unwillingly changed the phrase, "Maybe that person is him."

Yan Sui sneered.

Wen Yao is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Sui restrained his smile and gave her a continuing look.

Wen Yao glanced at him, humming and chirping speciously and said: "And when I look at him, I feel inexplicably kind and familiar. Maybe I have met him abroad, or there may be some intersections that I don't know about, like my crush. It's not impossible for him or something."

She was emphasizing her words, knowing that what she said was illogical, but she stared closely at his face, trying to see something from that expressionless face.

Maybe it was just to provoke him.

As for why, she didn't know.

"What about you, you haven't answered me yet, how long have you been in love with your ex-girlfriend?"

All she knew was that she was probably crazy. When their wedding day was approaching, the husband and wife actually talked about their past personal feelings.

She didn't want to admit that at this moment, when she asked this question, the sourness in her heart almost rose to her nose, but she still stared at him stubbornly.

"Why do you ask this?" Yan Sui said in a deep voice.

Wen Yao smiled, looking a little forced to smile, she tried her best to hide her strangeness, not wanting to be exposed to the light, and said in a brisk tone: "You are too boring, I told you my secret, even you I don’t want to tell me about this. It’s just an ex-girlfriend. Many men have it now, and some of them are more than one or two. Why are you keeping people so tight? Besides, I’m just curious and just ask, don’t tell me Never mind."

She spoke a little fast, and her mind went blank for a moment after she finished speaking.

The expression is dazed.

Yan Sui looked at her, frowning slightly, then stretched out, "Two years."

Wen Yao came back to her senses, nodded along, and raised the corner of her mouth, "Well, I thought seven or eight years was a long time, you are so stingy that you don't talk about it, I don't know, you think you can't let her go .”

Yan Sui moved his throat, "She..."

Wen Yao pricked up his ears.

"Fortunately, she's a bit silly."

"Oh."

Wen Yao lowered her eyes, and after two seconds of silence, said slightly sourly: "It seems that Mr. Yan's vision is really a bit unique. You can't like anything, you have to like a fool."

She lowered her head, so she didn't see the man's teasing eyes.

Wen Yao only felt that she was simply sick, and she was trying to find fault for herself. When she didn't ask the question, she was a little tentative. After getting the answer, she was very annoyed.

But what position does she have, it's ridiculous.

She brainwashed herself over and over again, telling herself to stop thinking and asking, and not to think about what she shouldn't have.

I didn't feel anyone approaching me.

When she reacted: "What are you doing..."

There was a sudden heat on the lips, they were pressed heavily, kissed and licked lightly, without any warning, Wen Yao's pupils suddenly opened, and her eyes widened.

Speaking of which, she only kissed Yan Sui many times, but never once was it so patient and gentle, as if with comfort and strong affection. In the past, it was only for encroachment, but now it is to please her.

Hooking the tip of her tongue, slowly and lingeringly, over and over again, everywhere, it makes one's heart tremble.

She almost forgot to breathe, until her face was flushed and her voice was heavy, Yan Sui let her go.

His breath was also unsteady, he endured it, held her face in his hands, fixed his eyes on her, smiled suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Idiot."

Wen Yao froze, staring at him blankly.

Seeing the smile on his face, it is the kind of smile that comes from the heart, from the inside out.

She was distracted, it turned out that he would have this kind of time, even when facing her.

Wen Yao heard her own heartbeat again.

Pounding.

She tried her best to suppress it, as if deliberately forcing herself to wake up, pretending to be calm and calm, but her tone was a little coquettish and shy: "Who are you scolding, you are the fool."

Yan Sui stared at her and smiled without saying a word.

Wen Yao's heartbeat became more and more uncontrollable, she felt that the heart was about to no longer belong to her, it was so crazy that it seemed to jump out of her chest.

"Whoever should be."

Such words have been spoken before between the two of them, and Wen Yao is a little disgusted, she is already 30 years old, and she still pretends to be tender, playing these childish little tricks, but now Wen Yao listens to him, something seems to burst out of her heart , can not subside for a long time.

She glanced up at him quickly.

But suddenly stagnated.

She could clearly see the affection in the corner of his eyes, which was undisguised.

boom--

There was something she couldn't hold on to anymore, she could feel that the previous things were not illusions and speculations, her heart really flew to him.

She thought, she's not stupid.

It's over.