marital love

The sound insulation effect of this villa is actually not bad, but Wen Yumian's voice can always be heard very sharply from every corner into her ears.

Holding the phone, Wen Yao softly said to the other end: "Wait a moment."

Then she put down her phone, put on her shoes and went to the outside room. With a blank expression on her face, she broke into Wen Yumian's room silently, picked up the beautiful Nordic-style bedside lamp beside her bed, and went to on the promenade.

Put your hands on the outer edge of the railing and let go.

"Snapped--!"

The breaking sound exploded in an instant.

At the same time, Wen Yumian screamed.

She covered her ears and stared angrily at Wen Yao upstairs with red eyes: "Wen Yao! Are you crazy—"

Wen Yao's face was light, "Be quiet."

Wen Yumian was so angry that she wanted to rush up and tear Wen Yao apart, "Why did you throw my things! Who allowed you to enter my room, you thief!"

Wen Yao: "I said, be quiet."

She was condescending, her face was not angry but mighty.

Wen Yumian shuddered inexplicably, trembling with anger, her breathing was short of breath, she stared at Wen Yao, her teeth clenched tightly.

The face of Jiang Shuliu next to her was stiff, and she was also full of dissatisfaction and anger. She endured and gave way to the future, which really made Wen Yao more arrogant.

Immediately put on the posture of an elder, "Wen Yao, she is your sister, and I am also the wife your father is marrying, after all, you are the redundant one in this family, you'd better show some respect to me and Mianmian! "

Now she doesn't pretend to be amiable anymore, and Wen Xuemin is not around, so there is no need to be humble.

Wen Yao laughed contemptuously, her eyes were cold: "I live in my mother's house and say I'm redundant, Jiang Shuliu, why is your face so big?"

Jiang Shuliu sneered: "Who told you this is your mother's house?"

Wen Yao was startled, squinted his eyes, and said nothing.

Jiang Shuliu's voice was cold and sarcasm: "This house is written in your father's name! It has nothing to do with your mother. If you didn't see your mother died when you were young, you thought I would be so late." Married into Wen's family? Will you swallow your anger for so many years? I know you hate me for ruining your family, but do you know that your mother is the shameless mistress! She broke up me and your father!"

"Jiang Shuliu." Wen Yao smiled and said every word: "You can say that black can be white."

She glanced at Wen Yumian next to her, then at Jiang Shuliu, nodded, then turned and went back to the room.

It made me more determined to move out.

If you stay here any longer, you will feel sick.

After locking the door, she took a deep breath and calmed down before walking towards the desk with heavy steps.

When looking at the call page that hadn't been hung up, she was slightly taken aback, cleared her throat, and tentatively said, "Yan Sui?"

"…Um?"

After two seconds, the man's heavy response came from over there.

Wen Yao really didn't expect Yan Sui to wait for her.

And there was no displeasure in his voice.

She didn't have time to wait for her to think about the meaning of this.

A slightly hoarse voice attracted her attention: "You said thank you in the text message, what are you thanking?"

While waiting for her, Yan Sui took out the cigarette lighter to play with, and after a while, he lit a cigarette without haste.

Smoked throat, rustling.

The cigarette lighter made a clicking sound from time to time.

"Qiming."

meal.

There was silence.

Yan Sui moved his throat, "What Qiming?"

Wen Yao only thought that he was pretending to be serious in order to see her bow her head and agree.

I also gave this face, "I know that you were responsible for the previous incidents on the Internet. Thank you for taking the initiative to help Qiming tide over the difficulties. Thank you very much."

When she was talking, her gaze was on the head of the bed, where there was a pair of Stitch and Angie, cuddling each other, and there was an intimate atmosphere quietly flowing under the lights.

"Is it."

When Yan Sui spoke again, his voice became a little cooler.

Wen Yao saw a double image in front of her eyes, lost her mind, some vaguely real and fake pictures emerged, and her answer became much lighter and more erratic, "Well, there is still marriage, thank you too."

Yan Sui laughed, the laughter was cold and indifferent.

He said: "There is no need to thank me, I just hope that Miss Wen will do what she says."

As soon as the words came out, the sense of distance instantly opened.

Wen Yao also came to his senses, and when he wanted to say something again, the phone was cut off in vain.

She froze in place.

The phone is still attached to the ear.

Then, a message was sent to her mobile phone.

She took down her phone to check, it was Yan Sui who sent her the time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.

Just one sentence.

It is his style to be concise and concise.
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Yan Sui stubbed out the cigarette, and unconsciously tapped the back of the phone with his fingertips. He stared at the night and wondered what he was thinking. After a while, he made a call and went out.

"The matter of Qiming caused such a big disturbance, you should find out who is helping to deal with it."

He Chi blurted out: "Isn't it Gu Xun?"

"No."

The man's voice was cold, and his face looked particularly gloomy and secretive in the faint light.

If it was Gu Xun, Wen Yao's reaction would not be so flat. After all, according to the way of taking care of Xun, he took a fancy to Wen Yao, plotted against the Wen family, and helped him out of trouble. It is impossible not to ask Wen Yao for credit.

But Wen Yao expressed his gratitude to him, which shows that this matter has nothing to do with Gu Xun.

At first, he thought that Wen Yao's thank you meant that he had visited her in the hospital and agreed to marry her.

It turned out that it was not the same thing, she was talking about Qiming.

It has nothing to do with him.

In fact, even if there was no Qiming poisoning death incident, he would personally force Wen Xuemin to submit obediently. From a certain aspect, this incident directly accelerated the progress of the field he planned, which was more beneficial to him.

But when he learned that what he was looking for was inexplicably being taken over by others, his mood was naturally not very happy.

He Chi's efficiency was very fast, but the answer he brought back was the stones thrown into the lake, which was disappointing without the slightest ripple: "Mr. Yan, there are no relevant traces found here."

People should have some secrets. Wen Xuemin is not an idle person. He has a place in Lingchuan and even the whole country. It is not surprising that there are so many capable helpers behind him.

Yan Sui said in a deep voice, "Then find out who Wen Xuemin has been in contact with recently, especially in terms of bank records."

Perhaps Yan Sui is more aware of Qiming's financial problems than Wen Xuemin himself, but Qiming is an established company after all, almost empty inside, and still has great use and commercial value.

That's why Wen Yao stopped in front of him for money.

Because each other has calculations and ambitions.

It's just obvious that Wen Yao is completely incomparable with Yan Sui. It seems to end in victory, but it's still unknown what happened in the end.
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Early the next morning, Wen Yao opened the window to test his eyesight.

Probably because of her peace of mind and calm emotions, her eyes can see clearly and are no longer blurred.

This recognition made Wen Yao feel happier in the morning.

She put on light makeup, checked all the documents, and went out with her bag.

The car she called was already waiting outside, and after getting in, she sent Yan Sui a message saying that she had already set off.

Her side is closer to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

If Yan Sui was there, they should be the first couple to receive the certificate today.

But it is not.

She waited and waited alone in the lobby, checking the time on her phone several times.

The first message sent went unanswered.

As time passed, her heart gradually became entangled.

Could it be that he really regretted it?

He said that getting the certificate was just to tease her.

Seeing couples of newcomers coming in and out, Wen Yao's face changed slightly.

She didn't dare to rush with her mobile phone.

Hoping that Yan Sui was only delayed because of some things, stumbling his way.

The more Wen Yao waited, the more anxious she became, and she took several deep breaths.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

[Where is it, come out. 】

Wen Yao stood up immediately, startling the loving couple next to her, looking at her strangely, curious about this woman who appeared alone in the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Wen Yao didn't care about it at all, and hurried out.

There are many civil affairs bureaus in Lingchuan City, but the one where Wen Yao is located is the one with the most desirable meaning, the most beautiful meaning, and the most traffic.

Built on a 99-story staircase, it means a long time.

The last step is the hall of the Civil Affairs Bureau, just a hundred steps, which means a hundred years of harmony.

Wen Yao is not nearsighted and has excellent eyesight.

The 99 steps are not too long or too far, nor are they very close.

She stopped slowly and finally stood still.

It was about ten o'clock.

The sun is just right, pouring down without leaving any room.

Yan Sui stood at the foot of the distant steps, his figure was tall and handsome, his delicate and handsome features were somewhat blurred, but he still couldn't resist the nobility emanating from his bones.

He was wearing a clean white shirt and a pair of black suit pants as usual, standing there, looking up the first time Wen Yao appeared.

His gaze fell on her straight and precisely.

Both of them are in the same white shirt.

Like every couple with a tacit understanding, they all know the specialness of today.

Wen Yao stood still on the high place in a daze, watching Yan Sui step by step, steadily and slowly walking towards her.

close.

asymptotically.

The facial features begin to become clear.

The eyebrows and eyes fell into Wen Yao's eyes one by one, all of them were accepted.

Finally, Yan Sui reached the ninth floor of No.90. He lowered his head and looked at Wen Yao, his eyes were faintly shining with brilliance, and his voice was low: "There is a traffic jam on the road, I have been waiting for a long time."

Wen Yao's manic and flustered heartbeat calmed down following his explanation for no reason.

She looked up, with a very sincere smile on her face, "It's okay."

She spoke lightly, without mentioning all her uneasiness and apprehension before he came, and only said softly: "Let's go in."

"Ah."

His brows drooped slightly, his eyelashes were thick and slender, covering the strange color in his eyes, and he asked softly, "Have you brought all your things?"

Yan Sui was always meticulous, the button was always on the top one, but today it was too tight for some reason, which made him unable to breathe, so he raised his hand to loosen it a little, and untied one.

"Bring them all."

She values ​​it more than he does, so there can be no mistake.

Without squinting, Wen Yao followed his pace and took a step.

Enter the lobby.

At this time, more and more people lined up, and Wen Yao and Yan Sui were also standing among them.

The two are different from other newcomers, they look happy and joyful.

But one is more emotionally dull than the other.

It's not like getting a marriage certificate, but rather a divorce.

Although it took a long time, it took only a short time to complete the process.

When Wen Yao got the marriage certificate, there was no joy on her face.

The sun outside was so bright that it almost hurt her eyes.

In a blink, it was full of sourness.

It wasn't easy, but the mood could be said to be heavy and suffocating, they all surged up and surrounded her.

Until the marriage certificate in his hand was taken away by Yan Sui.

"I'm going back to the company, where are you going?"

Wen Yao came back to her senses, and subconsciously wanted to say go home, but she twirled the words on the tip of her tongue, swallowed them, and said, "I'm going to the company too."

She paused, and then added two words: "Nearby."

She is going to find Ye Zhi.

I want to ask her some things.

Yan Sui's gaze swept over her face, and he seemed to say unintentionally, "Why, aren't you happy that you got your wish?"

Wen Yao pulled out a smile.

It's like wearing a mask.

Yan Suideng pursed the corners of his lips, his eyes seemed to be cold and stern, his voice dropped a few degrees, and he was sullen and sullen: "It's a happy day, don't put on a cold face for me. Wen Yao, You asked for this marriage yourself, and it is already married, so there is no place for you to regret it, since you said you wanted to be a good Mrs. Yan, but you can't do it, I have plenty of means to punish you."

His ruthless words made Wen Yao's mood sink even more.

He didn't expect his turnaround to come so quickly.

It's just that he was right.

So she tidied up her thoughts, and now the smile on her face seemed much more real, and she took the initiative to reach out her hand to take his arm.

"I know, and I didn't say that I can't be good. I just got married and haven't recovered. You have to give me some time to adapt, right?"

Besides, she still wanted something from him, so it was naturally impossible to turn against him and argue with him at this time.

Probably because of her initiative and her soft words, Yan Sui's expression softened a lot, and he led her down the steps.

"Have you had your breakfast?"

Wen Yao shook her head: "No."

He nodded, "Me neither, let's go eat first."

When he got in the car, he told the driver to drive in a certain direction, and Wen Yao listened without making a sound.

Knowing a person from cold information is still not specific.

The brief contact could not let her fully understand what kind of person Yan Sui was.

What's more, if she can see through him easily, why is she still sitting here trying to please him.

Wen Yao is on vacation, so naturally she has nothing to deal with at work. The only thing is the training matters that Tang Meng sent to her mailbox before, and she has already read them.

However, Yan Sui was different. Ever since he got in the car, he had been focused and focused on his mobile phone and computer.

Wen Yao looked out the window at first—it was true that she didn't adapt to her new identity, it was true that she regretted her impulsiveness, and it was true that she didn't want to face Yan Sui for the time being.

Later, her gaze involuntarily moved towards him little by little, sizing him up.

From his hair to his suit pants.

Didn't drop a point.

It is true that he is an excellent and charming man, and he attracts attention just by sitting there without speaking.

Now, this man has become the other half of her spouse column.

From now on, she will have an intersection with him.

No proposal, no ring, no flowers, and no wedding.

Wen Yao just married herself.

Married to a man whom I have known for less than a month and have been with for less than half a month.

Engage.

Wen Yao belatedly withdrew her thoughts, just when she was about to turn her eyes away without doing anything.

The wrist placed next to him was suddenly gently grasped.

She was startled and didn't break free.

Just heard the man casually say: "Does it look good?"

Wen Yao's breathing stagnates slightly.

She bowed her head.

The man's palm was warm, and his knuckles touched the table, bringing a slight coolness to her wrist bones through the skin.

Yan Sui's hand was beautiful, with slender and clear joints, he easily held her and moved her towards him.

Wen Yao didn't know why, and in the next second, he was suddenly pulled over and rushed towards him.

Reflexively, she put her other hand on his chest, trying to distance herself.

Yan Sui was unmoved, then let go of her wrist, put his arm casually around her waist, and pressed down lightly.

Through a layer of fabric, Wen Yao almost softened half of her body, leaning against his arms weakly.

"Ask you something, Mrs. Yan."

His breath and breath were very close to her, and he was bound to get an answer.

The posture is lazy and casual, but there is a hint of toughness.

Wen Yao couldn't breathe well, and she blushed abruptly.

"I……"

She just opened her lips and tried to stand up.

The hand on her waist suddenly exerted force.

It collapsed again.

"Ok?"

It's like teasing and playing.

It was an extremely intimate gesture.

Wen Yao's face was red.

People who were born very close to her continued to speak narrowly: "Why, after getting married, Mrs. Yan can't even speak?"

Wen Yao bit her lip, it was obvious that he was bullying too much, oppressing her everywhere, and even beat her up.

He looked up at him angrily.

His eyes couldn't help but be attracted by his lips.

On the left side of his lower lip, there is a light mole, which can only be seen if you are very close. It is very sexy there, like a finishing touch.

It was not long before she responded.

Yan Sui lowered his eyes.

The hand on her waist couldn't help exerting some strength.

The low voice fell into Wen Yao's ears clearly and audibly.

"Still watching?"

"Do you want to kiss me?"