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Back to the mid-level villa, it was getting late. Dinner was like any other day. The two sat on opposite sides of the table, and Zhen's mother directed the servants to come and go.
Wan Yun ate very little, half a bowl of porridge was not finished, and he was in a daze, not even noticing that someone opposite him was observing him for a long time.
Feng Jian made obvious hints several times, but the other party still said nothing. Feng Jian's endurance was not that good and reached the edge within a few days. He would bear the consequences of picking a woman without any discernment without saying a word, but this did not mean that this woman could do whatever she wanted.
Feng Jian finally threw away the tableware and frowned: "Li Wanyun, I'm not a prisoner."
The woman opposite heard the sound and looked up, looking at him silently with her beautiful eyes, slightly confused.
Feng Jian had already waved Zhen¡¯s mother and the servant to leave, and said with a stern face: ¡°80%.¡±
"¡¡What?"
Feng Jian crossed his arms and sneered: "I only bear 80% of the responsibility. Yes, I drank some wine that night, but that night, it was you who took the initiative to rub up against me. I asked you if you could - I asked you once, twice - no, I asked you three times! You kept saying yes."
Wan Yun nodded uninterested, still not interested in talking.
Feng Jian wondered what evil he had done in his previous life. "So what is your attitude now?" He frowned and asked, "Are you trying to get angry with me?" Then he sneered, "Don't think that you and your mother can use those women's tricks to plot against men."
Wan Yun said calmly: "Why did I play with you?"
Feng Jian was stunned for two seconds. His keen intuition in shopping malls never seemed to work on Wan Yunshi, but then he immediately changed the subject: "I just want to make one thing clear to you now. We are all adults." Human, so that night was just a night for adults, if you think"
Wan Yun still tilted her head and looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
Feng Jian suppressed the urge to wipe his sweat. He knocked on the table and said word by word: "¡ª¡ªI don't want to deny what happened that night, nor do I want to say that that night will have an impact on our relationship. But From now on, I hope you won¡¯t mention that incident again, and as for the rest ¨C I hope it will be business as usual.¡±
Wan Yun raised her eyebrows and stared at the man in front of her. After a moment of silence, she said: "I understand. When I go upstairs, I will pay you the money for that night¡ª¡ª"
"Li Wanyun, what I want to say is this -" Feng Jian's expression finally turned very bad, "I will never mention this thing again!"
Wanyun said: "But"
Feng Jian said word by word: "I say: I will never mention this thing again."
Wan Yun frowned slightly: "Do you think I would take the initiative to tell others?"
"I'm not sure what you will do."
Wan Yun was still looking at him with those clear and overly clear eyes. This guy is so beautiful, Feng Jian thought desperately, as if it was a crime for anyone to be mean or mean to her, so domestic violence didn't seem like a good idea.
After a while, she suddenly smiled: "I started to quit smoking today."
Feng Jian couldn't digest it for a moment and stared at her. It took him a while to realize that maybe this was his response to his previous sentence "What are you trying to do with me?"
¡°At least from the optimistic part, Feng Jian thought that she could at least listen to the least important part of what she said.
Wan Yun¡¯s expression remained motionless: ¡°I will probably start eating sweets in the future.¡± She lowered her head to stir the porridge in the bowl, ¡°Next time you go out for takeout, you can call me.¡±
Feng Jian repeatedly reminded herself not to be the same as her, and took a deep breath: "Li Wanyun, what exactly do you want to say?"
Wan Yun raised his head: "You said that the topic just now is not allowed to be mentioned again, so I changed the topic."
Feng Jian¡¯s replies included, ¡°When I talk to you, you seem to be able to change the topic with every word you say¡± and ¡°Then why can¡¯t you just shut up and finish your porridge?¡±
"It's a pity that no matter how frustrated and avoided, that night can't not have an impact on him." Feng Jian, who decided to take 80% of the responsibility, chose to close his mouth and touched his throat impatiently. This was the spot where Wanyun had bitten him at a special time, and he had always felt itchy in the past few days.
Wan Yun, who was on the opposite side, noticed his little movement, and his face couldn't help but heat up slightly.
Both of them finished the meal without knowing how to taste it, except Zhen¡¯s mother who hoped that her young lady would always have such a good appetite.
Back to her room, Wan Yun found two envelopes on the bedside table. One is hotThe gold invitation invited Feng Jian and his wife to attend a business party the day after tomorrow; the other was a check, which should probably be called an overnight fee.
She sat on the bed and stared at the number on the check, then called Feng Jian: "What does the minus50 at the bottom mean?"
Feng Jian explained: "You still owed me fifty for playing cards before."
Wan Yun stared at the check for more than ten seconds, then held the microphone in an indistinct manner, lying on the bed and laughing, until Feng Jian's expression changed again, and she began to cough unhappily.
When I was laughing, I suddenly couldn¡¯t help but think of the man I met in the art museum today.
The first time they met, he pretended to be a hooligan and forced her to ride on his motorcycle. The only thing she feared was the cold knife on her waist. She forced herself to calm down and said, "I can give you enough money."
The other person¡¯s face seemed to be smiling muffledly under the helmet, and then he said gently: ¡°I don¡¯t need money.¡±
When we arrived at our destination, we found that it was just the beach. The other party's handsome face looked particularly flat and innocent in the moonlight: "Knife, where is the knife? How could I be willing to use a knife on you?"
When she opened her palm, she discovered that the thing threatening her was actually a silver lighter.
The girl said coldly: "Send me back. Now. Right away."
He naturally refused, and she didn¡¯t force it. She walked five kilometers alone from the beach home, her feet were bruised with blood blisters, and she never stopped, never looking back. At first he was riding his motorcycle leisurely behind her, then he let her sit in the car, and finally he pushed the motorcycle and silently walked with her home.
A dramatic encounter, the beginning of a fight. Originally, with the background of him and her, it might be possible to write a heart-stirring love story. Growing old together, a golden boy and a beautiful girl, but it's a pity that the heroine is Wanyun.
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Feng Jian's voice suddenly came from the phone she had ignored, and she sneered impatiently. Wanyun was so frightened that she trembled and returned to reality.
"Have you smiled enough? Why haven't you put the phone down yet?"
Wan Yun held the check with her fingertips and said thoughtfully after a while: "Didn't you agree to give me 30,000?"
"It's obviously 20,000, and 30,000 is the price you offered me at that time - Li Wanyun, I told you not to mention this matter again. Now put down your goddam phone!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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