Chapter 166 Listen to the corner
Wen Baijing didn't eat breakfast or lunch because he was worried about his grandfather's health. He also wanted to take this opportunity to have a showdown with his grandfather, so he hurried back to Yuncheng.
Xia Tong and her friends had to go to work today, so they took a taxi back to Yuncheng at around 7am. The new wave of team-building employees had arrived at Zuiyue Villa at 9am.
Ye Zhenzhen asked Zhongli to stay and accompany the employees, and she took Wang You and Ye Hanxi back to Yuncheng first.
Zhongli couldn't help but joked that she lost her mind the moment she saw Wen Baijing, and didn't care about anything else but just chased after Wen Baijing.
It sounds like there is nothing wrong with what you said.
Ye Zhenzhen really wasn't in the mood to engage in verbal sparring with Zhongli.
Wen Xin is not a kind and gentle old man. She has been working in sales for many years, and observing people's words and expressions is a basic skill for her.
I always feel uneasy.
She knew very well how difficult this matter was. She was afraid that Wen Baijing would anger the old man, and she was also worried that the old man would not agree to it.
This time she didn't want to back down. Apart from Wen Baijing, she couldn't fall in love with anyone else in her life. She had sealed her heart and locked up her love for the past few years, just to wait for Wen Baijing. Now that Wen Baijing was finally single again, she was mixed with joy and sorrow, but fortunately they still loved each other deeply.
Before Wen Baijing left, he hugged her reluctantly and said he would pick her up and take her home in the evening.
Well, Guanlanju is their home.
Ye Zhenzhen sent Wang You and Ye Hanxi home. On the way, she kept telling Wang You not to tell Ye's mother about what happened to Wen Baijing yesterday.
I hurried back to the Mubo main store. The clothes I took pictures of yesterday were in the trunk, and the clerk was moving several large bags of clothes back to the warehouse.
After finishing everything, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon when I rushed back to Tinglanyuan.
Originally, she really wanted to move out of Tinglan Garden and return the house to Wen Baijing. A year ago, Wen Baijing came to see her drunk late at night and told her to live in Tinglan Garden steadily and not to do anything stupid. She didn't know why she agreed without thinking.
While cooking the century egg and lean meat porridge, Ye Zhenzhen went to take a bath.
Coming out of the bathroom, she couldn't help staring at her phone.
Wen Baijing sent her many messages on his way back to Yuncheng, which were basically some meaningless but indispensable little love words.
But after Wen Baijing returned to the old house, he didn't send her a single message.
She couldn't help but send a WeChat message to Wen Baijing.
【Is Grandpa okay? 】
After half an hour, Wen Baijing still didn't reply.
Ye Zhenzhen guessed that the situation was not good, but she couldn't keep sending messages to ask about it, so she had to wait patiently for news.
The sound of the combination lock opening the door came to her ears, and Ye Zhenzhen was so scared that her scalp went numb and her hair stood on end.
She quietly pressed three numbers on the dial pad, held the phone and walked carefully to the door, thinking that if there was a bad guy, she would immediately press the dial button.
The door suddenly opened.
Before she could see who was coming, Ye Zhenzhen screamed and ran away in fear.
The cell phone also fell to the ground.
"Zhen Zhen..."
Wen Baijing was standing at the door with bruises on his face. He was originally in a bad mood with a cold face, but when he saw Ye Zhenzhen's appearance, he suddenly couldn't help laughing.
Not daring to laugh too loudly, Wen Baijing touched the corner of his mouth and smiled with the half of his face that was not injured, looking a little embarrassed.
It's also a bit funny.
Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Zhenzhen's heart finally returned to its place. She looked at him with a look of both laughter and tears, and couldn't help complaining: "Do you want to scare me to death?"
Then he suddenly came to his senses: "How did you know my password?"
Wen Baijing walked into the house and put on slippers consciously, not daring to show any exaggerated expression on his face.
He resisted the urge to laugh and said, "I saw you changed the combination lock, so I wanted to give it a try. Who knew I would guess it right the first time."
I don’t know if he is too smart or Ye Zhenzhen is too stupid.
Ye Zhenzhen picked up her phone and ran towards him excitedly. Suddenly, she noticed the redness and swelling on his cheekbones and his fingertips pressing on the corners of his mouth. When she spoke, her voice was shaking: "How did you get hurt? Does it hurt?"
Wen Baijing shook his head, looking totally unconcerned.
Ye Zhenzhen held his face and looked at it carefully for a long time without asking any more questions. It was obvious that Wen Baijing was going back to the old house today and someone could beat him like this.
She lowered her head a little guilty and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Wen Baijing took her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand deeply, "Silly, don't think too much."
The hot kiss was imprinted on the back of the hand, like a seal, with clear outlines and leaving a touch of warm crimson.
Ye Zhenzhen pulled him to sit on the sofa in the living room, then went to find an ice pack, let Wen Baijing lean on the sofa, and sat beside him to apply ice to his red and swollen wound.
Wen Baijing hugged her waist and looked at her distressed expression quietly. He had forgotten the pain in his body and subconsciously comforted her: "Zhenzhen, this little injury is not a big deal."
Ye Zhenzhen pretended not to care and joked, "Your face is worthless if it's disfigured. You have to protect your face."
"If you become ugly, I will replace you with a pretty boy."
Wen Baijing pinched the soft flesh around her waist and said meaningfully, "Do you only look at her face?"
Ye Zhenzhen gently held the ice pack, the pain in her eyes rippled out with her gaze, and followed his words and asked: "If not the face, what are you looking at?"
Wen Baijing's hand quietly slipped into her clothes and explored around. The heat from his palm was transferred to her skin. Ye Zhenzhen was angry and annoyed. She held back her smile and played tricks on his face, deliberately using some force, which hurt Wen Baijing so much that his brows slightly frowned.
Seeing his painful expression, she couldn't help but feel distressed again and whispered, "Take your hand away."
Wen Baijing shook his head and did not move his hand away as he was told. His movements became more unscrupulous, but his expression was somewhat pitiful: "I've been thinking about you for the past few years and I'm almost going crazy."
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help laughing, took away the ice pack, and said unhappily, "You still don't feel any pain."
Wen Baijing hugged her, kissing her from her eyebrows all the way down to her lips. They fell on the sofa, their breaths entangled together.
A hoarse voice fell into my ear: "Would you like to wear it?"
Ye Zhenzhen hugged his shoulders tightly, her eyes were blurred, she didn't have the strength to speak, she just shook her head gently.
Like a spring day when the weather clears up after rain, a tall sycamore tree covered with raindrops shakes off the warm spring rain.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, and suddenly, they frowned at the same time.
Ye Zhenzhen pushed him away, stood up hastily, and ran towards the kitchen barefoot.
Not even a strand of hair.
Wen Baijing became anxious, and quickly picked up his pajamas from the ground, unfolded them, and ran to the kitchen.
A pot of century egg and lean meat porridge cooked into black sesame paste.
Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly turned off the fire and turned on the range hood.
Wen Baijing wrapped her in pajamas, with a domineering look and a jealous tone: "Aren't you afraid that the people in the opposite building will see you?"
Ye Zhenzhen ignored him, picked up the casserole, threw it into the sink, washed her hands, then turned around and delicately put her hands around his neck.
A sly smile appeared on her lips: "That's not what you said when you asked me to get married."
Wen Baijing pinched her from behind, unable to do anything with her, and complained bitterly: "You have already entered the hotel with him, what else can I say? I can only wish you happiness."
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a second, her brain started working quickly, and she suddenly realized what was going on. She was both angry and amused: "Are you following me?"
Wen Baijing looked arrogant and didn't answer, but his flickering eyes betrayed him.
Ye Zhenzhen laughed so hard that she fell backwards. She deliberately said something to provoke him: "You didn't follow me to the door of the room? Did you eavesdrop?"
Wen Baijing's face darkened. He picked her up with one hand and hung her on his waist, then walked straight to the bedroom. Ye Zhenzhen struggled nervously, fearing that she would fall.
At certain moments in private, Wen Baijing is not gentle at all. When he takes off his well-dressed appearance, he becomes like a predatory wolf.
Ye Zhenzhen had been severely exhausted the day before and had not yet recovered, so she had no choice but to honestly say, "I only dropped him off at the hotel parking lot. I didn't do anything to him."
Blinking again, he begged in a low voice: "Can you give me some time?"
Wen Baijing grabbed her fair ankle and pulled her in front of him, his palms wandering over her smooth and delicate skin, "You are so good, you deserve a good reward."
"You bastard……"