marital love

Wen Yao's scalp was almost numb, she was lying halfway on his chest, her palms were hot, and she could feel his heartbeat.

She didn't dare to keep her eyes on him any longer, and turned away to look at the scenery outside the window.

He lowered his head and moved his lips and said something in a low voice.

"what?"

Yan Sui couldn't hear clearly.

Wen Yao repeated: "The driver is still ahead."

He looked at her so intensely that Wen Yao couldn't bear it, and finally supported him to sit up straight.

This time Yan Sui didn't stop her, and he graciously withdrew his hand.

His eyes glanced lazily over her flushed ears, and her guilty face, which was obviously evasive.

Yan Sui took the time to straighten the neckline of his shirt, took a deep look at her, flipped the buttons with ease with his fingertips, and then talked to her about the business: "I'm on a business trip in the afternoon."

Unexpectedly interrupted by his seriousness, Wen Yao was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously nodded, "Oh, good."

Is this considered an active reporting itinerary?
Yan Sui looked at her with quiet eyes, and added lightly: "The return date has not yet been determined."
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"So, not only the honeymoon, but also the wedding night in the bridal chamber?"

Ye Zhi brought over two cups of coffee, passed them to Wen Yao with one hand, then lowered her head and took a sip, leaning against the desk, expressing her doubts lazily and in surprise.

"It's a good deal to marry a wife. It's so trouble-free." She snorted inexplicably.

In the phrase.

Wen Yao: "..."

She also took a sip of the coffee in her hand, feeling that it was too bitter, her brows frowned, she got up and went to add some sugar.

She lowered her eyebrows and said indifferently: "Anyway, in my relationship with him, I have no feelings. These material things are dispensable."

Ye Zhi disapproved, "You actually think that sex life is optional? Come on, you just want to be a widow after getting married?"

Wen Yao was choked by her description, her expression changed, and she finally calmed down, shrugging her shoulders, "Men are career-minded, understandable."

Ye Zhi put down the coffee, raised her brows slightly, and looked at her with a smile, "I didn't see it, you're quite generous, and you've only been thinking about defending him since you got the certificate."

Wen Yao was noncommittal.

She is still glad that Yan Sui is on a business trip, if she is asked to live and sleep with him tonight.

…Wen Yao thought for a while, but couldn't accept it yet.

Even she herself felt strange.

Back then, when he sent himself to Yan Sui one after another, he didn't feel any shame, and was so thick-skinned that he could even accept his cynicism.

Now that they have become a legitimate couple, she has become hypocritical, and when Yan Sui casually teases her twice, she becomes as weak as a bone.

Wen Yao didn't want to mention Yan Sui too much, so she asked her, "What about you?"

Ye Zhi smiled, her fluffy wavy hair was stacked on her shoulders, her eyes were bright and bottomless, her red lips were moistened by coffee, plump and attractive.

"What am I?"

Wen Yao was holding the coffee, rubbing the cup with her fingertips, she was too familiar with Ye Zhi's expression, she was like this when she put on a mask to protect herself.

Wen Yao insisted on saying, "When do you plan to get married?"

The smile on Ye Zhi's face faded, she frowned slightly and then quickly let go, her posture lightly raised, "Why, you want to introduce a man to me just because you're married?"

Wen Yao: "Just ask."

Ye Zhi's expression was frank: "Your memory is really bad. I told you a long time ago that I am not married, have you forgotten?"

These words made Wen Yao feel guilty, she had never mentioned the matter of memory loss to Ye Zhi.

But for Ye Zhi's saying that she is not married, she does have an impression. It was when she was on winter vacation in her third year of high school, Ye Zhi was already in college.

One day Ye Zhi called her cell phone and cried all night, saying that she had broken up with her boyfriend. When the two made an appointment to meet the next day, Ye Zhi's emotions had already been sorted out, except for her puffy eyes and a slightly pale face. , and nothing is wrong.

It's just that she said: "Yaoyao, I don't want to get married in the future."

Wen Yao only thought that she was overly sad because of a broken relationship, and didn't take this sentence to heart.

But she didn't expect that until now, she still thinks this way.

You can have fun, but you can't get married.

Wen Yao felt that she was too cruel to herself, and always liked to inflict mistakes on others on herself.

It was obvious that Ye Zhi was very tired of such topics, and her expression became sleepy when she finished speaking.

Wen Yao is smart enough not to ask any more questions, even if it's a good friend, when it comes to privacy, enough is enough.

After a moment of silence, someone knocked on the door and came in to inform that someone was looking for Ye Zhi outside.

When talking, he always looked at Ye Zhi with an ambiguous smile.

Wen Yaomin sensed something, put down the coffee, and said at the right time: "Then you talk, I'll go out and see their work."

Ye Zhi nodded, no objection.

When Wen Yao left her office, she ran into Shen Zhuowei head-on.

She paused, and said in a low voice as she passed him, "I've already asked, you're useless."

Shen Zhuowei turned slightly, and also lowered his voice: "I know."

An undisguised smile could be heard from his words.

Wen Yao raised her eyes, and suddenly met his playful eyes, and instantly felt that she was being teased. She squinted her eyes: "Are you playing with me?"

Shen Zhuowei stood up straight, did not look at her, and said casually: "Who knew you were so easy to deceive, now, your eyes are not blind again?"

At the end, he raised his eyelids and looked at her casually, without any sense of guilt for teasing.

With a sullen face, Wen Yao stared at him for a few seconds, and didn't want to get into the rest of the matter with him. She opened her lips indifferently: "You can ask for blessings."

At the hospital at that time, Wen Yao was indeed threatened by him, agreed to his conditions, and persuaded Ye Zhi to get married, but she didn't expect that she just opened her mouth, and Ye Zhi ruthlessly beat her back.

Although she didn't know what the meaning of Shen Zhuowei's actions was, all of this had nothing to do with her, especially because her persuasion didn't mean she would agree to force Ye Zhi to do something she didn't want to do.

Wen Yao has been to Ye Zhi's place before, and everyone in her company knows her relationship with Ye Zhi.

The short-haired girl who came to the office to spread the message came to Wen Yao's side, curiously inquiring: "Miss Wen, you have a good time with our boss, so do you know that she is in a relationship with that man?"

Wen Yao smiled calmly, and glanced at the people who were all around pricking up their ears to eavesdrop on gossip: "Why do you ask that, doesn't it look different?"

The short-haired girl covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm just curious. I don't know if you haven't come to the studio recently. That younger brother often comes to see Sister Zhi. Once I saw them kissing in the parking lot."

She became more excited when she said this, and deliberately lowered her voice and said: "Then, I saw Sister Zhi raised her hand and slapped him. We broke up with Sister Zhizhi."

Wen Yao didn't know much about the matter between Ye Zhi and Shen Zhuowei, even if she hadn't heard gossip about it, she wouldn't have known about it.

Wen Yao smiled lightly: "During working hours, you are so gossip about the boss's personal affairs, aren't you afraid of being fired?"

The short-haired girl also came to get close to Wen Yao, wanting to hear more interesting things, but she didn't expect that she wouldn't, so she was somewhat regretful.

Wen Yao didn't stay here for much longer with Ye Zhi, originally she wanted to say hello to her before leaving, but she didn't expect that as soon as she got to the door of the office, she heard the sound of smashing and a woman cursing faintly. No male voice could be heard.

Wen Yao paused, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

After leaving the building, she sent a message to Ye Zhi, saying that she had to leave beforehand.

It took her a long time to get home before she received Ye Zhi's "hmm".

When taking back the phone, Wen Yao accidentally clicked into the text message and looked at the string of unfamiliar numbers.

The fingertips paused, and finally re-edited the note.

Added Yan Sui.

It was deleted again and became Yan.

She and Yan Sui left at about 11:30 noon.

It is now nine o'clock in the evening.

There was no activity on the phone until before going to bed.

Wen Yao turned over and stared at the dim window screen.

I thought to myself, this marriage is really quite dull.

After the vacation was over, Wen Yao immediately went to work.

Because of the training, she packed her luggage in advance. During this time, the turmoil experienced by Qiming will subside, and there is still a lot of mess left for Wen Xuemin waiting for him to deal with. He has not returned home for several nights.

It's just that when she was carrying her luggage to go out, just in time for Wen Xuemin, who was full of exhaustion, to rush in.

Looking at each other suddenly, both father and daughter were stunned.

After a while, Wen Xuemin wiped his face, and asked in a gentle and considerate manner like a father: "It's early in the morning, where are you going?"

Wen Yao: "Business trip."

Seeing her indifference, Wen Xuemin was uncharacteristically annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said kindly and caringly: "I heard from your Aunt Jiang that you were sick and hospitalized before? What's going on? Are you okay now? Dad's company is too busy recently. I'm so busy that I really don't have time to visit you."

Wen Yao looked at him coldly, "I can jump up and down, I still have some breath for now."

Wen Xuemin frowned, looking angry, but for some reason he held back.

Wen Yao was too lazy to say another word to him, and left with the suitcase.

This time, the training organized by the company department was in another city. There were eight people in the group, more men than women, and three people including Wen Yaocai, and it lasted for half a month.

Because Wen Yao had an accident in KZ, the team took good care of her. Wen Yao was overwhelmed by the flattery, but the hospitality was hard to turn down. In the end, they had to reiterate that she was really good and didn't need special care, so they gave up.

Unexpectedly, she just said, "I'm really fine, everything has recovered."

The back foot was not acclimated to the soil and water, first she had skin allergies, and then she developed a fever and abdominal pain at night, and also encountered the lack of food here, and she also forbade greasy food. After a few days of tossing, she lost some flesh.

It is simply adversity can be used to describe her situation.

Once or twice is okay, but if there are too many times, there will inevitably be strange voices in a team, saying in private that Wen Yao is hypocritical and troublesome, or on the surface it is said that she has a sick Xishi on the left and sister Lin on the right.

In order not to hold back the team, Wen Yao focused on the training after resting physically, and strived to submit a satisfactory answer to the superior after the end.

The time was spent in a busy way, and the Dragon Boat Festival came in a blink of an eye.

The company was on vacation, even if they went out for training, Wen Yao took the plane back to Jindu and went to his uncle.

After a tiring day in boats and cars, Wen Yao had a chance to catch her breath after having dinner and washing up.

She spread herself into a pie shape, and lay on the bed almost lovelessly.

I was very tired, and when I touched the soft bed, my eyelids couldn't stop drooping.

When the phone rang, she was just about to fall asleep. She stretched out her hand to touch the phone with great difficulty, turned over and lay flat, closed her eyes and said, "Hello, hello."

"..."

It's quiet over there.

"Hey?"

"Okay, it's really good."

Magneto low voice.

Wen Yao woke up immediately, sat up from the bed suddenly, took the phone away to read the notes, and when she saw the word "Yan", her eyelids twitched.

Wen Yao sat up straight reflexively, cleared her throat, "Well... good evening."

"That?" The man repeated, and then asked, "Which one is it?"

Wen Yao blinked, seemed to hear the displeasure in his words, smiled dryly, and quickly changed the subject: "Are you back from a business trip?"

"I can't come back. Do you care about Mrs. Yan? I'm afraid she's already forgotten about her new husband."

"..."

In fact, Yan Sui was really right.

At first, she still remembered him, but because of her unexpected situation and the fact that she was too busy with training, she forgot him.

If he hadn't called suddenly tonight, Wen Yao didn't know when he would be able to think of him.

On this matter, Wen Yao felt a little guilty.

But on second thought, isn't he the same way?

As soon as he got the certificate, he left his new wife behind and ignored her for more than a week on a business trip.

It was probably on a whim that I thought of calling her to come over to inquire about her.

Wen Yao was wronged at first, but after thinking about it this way, she became more confident.

Her straight waist collapsed, and she lay back on the bed.

His tone was no longer cautious and restrained, "Why, I think you are busy and I am afraid to disturb you."

Listening to her hypocritical words, Yan Sui raised his hand and rubbed his swollen forehead without saying a word.

If he didn't speak, Wen Yao didn't know what to say.

The two of them stood in such a quiet stalemate.

After a while, Wen Yao asked him, "Then when will you come back?"

"after a while."

She didn't ask Duan how long it was, and said "Oh".

"Ah."

Silence again.

Wen Yao yawned, feeling sleepy.

At this moment, Yan Sui said, "I have something to do, hang up."

He didn't even give Wen Yao a chance to speak.

Wen Yao held the phone, feeling a little dazed.

I don't understand what Yan Sui means.

Could it be to prove his existence?
Can't figure it out.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival the next day.

Wen Yao took the initiative to send a Dragon Boat Festival Ankang past.

It was her response to last night.

While she was having lunch, she received his reply.

【Ah, you too. 】

Wen Yao tilted her head, took a look and put down the phone.

After a brief stay of three days at his uncle's side, Wen Yao returned to the busyness of training.

Only this time she learned to be smart.

From time to time, he would take the initiative to send messages to Yan Sui.

The other party was very indifferent.

It's nothing more than a reply of "um, oh, ok".

It seems that no matter how stingy the word is, it is difficult.

Wen Yao didn't care either.

She has no relationship with Yan Sui, she just needs to maintain the superficial relationship.

After all, when he comes back, she still has something to discuss with him.

night.

A group of people in the company made an appointment to go out to play, but Wen Yao didn't go.

Work in the hotel café.

Wen Yao read the relevant information countless times, and the ppt version was changed to at least 30 versions throughout the night, so accurate that every data and word was so accurate that it hurt my eyes.

Just relaxing here for a while, a new email was sent, Wen Yao frowned, wondering if it was because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, she was already a little irritable.

Still suppressing my temper and working hard.

There was a coffee cup next to her. She was so focused on the computer that she didn't notice it, and suddenly waved it over by mistake.

In an instant, the liquid poured out.

Wen Yao exclaimed, stood up and hurriedly moved the computer and documents away, and hurriedly found a tissue to wipe the table.

Wiping her movements stopped.

His eyes flickered.

When she opened her eyes again, she looked down at her hands.

My heart trembled inexplicably.

In an all too familiar scene, a man's hand should be on the back of her hand.

There are patient comforts in my ears.

...

Wen Yao shook her head, and after tidying up the desktop, she temporarily put down her work, let herself go, and reorganized her thoughts.

It never occurred to her before that anything special happened during the time she lost her memory.

Especially about men.

But now she is curious and wonders if she has ever been in love abroad.

As she thought about it, the feeling that she had really talked about it became stronger and stronger.

But no one ever mentioned it to her.

Wen Xuemin and the others wouldn't know, and even if they asked, she would definitely not tell, so it was the uncle's family, she most likely told her cousin, and Ye Zhi.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone, found her cousin, checked the time, guessed that she might not have time, and asked Ye Zhi instead.

After the news was sent, she fell into a cranky wait.

Start looking for some vague details.

She is too serious.

No one even knew what was coming.

Until someone nudged his head.

She rushed forward without defense, covered her head and turned around in a daze.

Fragmentary lights fell from above, illuminating the slender figure of the visitor, and his face clearly came into Wen Yao's eyes.

Yan Sui copied the bag with one hand, lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his eyes were calm but with a dark and cold smile.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a while."

"Mrs. Yan doesn't even know your husband?"

Wen Yao: "..."

Her face turned red instantly.

I don't know whether to be angry or ashamed.