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These days she has been sleeping in this room alone. But tonight, Yan Wen is back. Where is she going to sleep? In the guest room? If she sleeps in the guest room, won't Aunt Qing find out? And if she tells Grandma Yan that Yan Wen and she are only in a contractual marriage, won't that cause trouble? They had agreed long ago that this matter must be kept secret.
Should I sleep on the sofa? Yang Jiaojiao glanced at the sofa in the corner, hmm, it's quite big, it's totally fine to use it as a bed!
Anyway, she and Yan Wen couldn't possibly sleep on the bed together!
Yang Jiaojiao was satisfied with her decision, and didn't even notice that Yan Wen had already come out of the bathroom.
"What are you standing there for?" Yan Wen's voice came from behind, pulling Yang Jiaojiao's thoughts back in an instant.
As Yang Jiaojiao turned around, she saw Yan Wen with his upper body bare, wrapped in a pure white bath towel around his waist, the water stains still not dried, tiny water droplets forming a stream as he dried his hair, flowing down his strong and muscular body, finally disappearing into the towel.
His honey-colored skin looked healthy in the sunlight, exuding a strong hormone scent, his rhythmic movements pulling at his muscles, particularly pleasing to the eye.
This figure, wow, amazing!
It must feel good to touch, right?
Yang Jiaojiao couldn't help but swallow, her eyes still locked on Yan Wen, "Um... why aren't you wearing clothes?" She had been with Kelin for so long, and Kelin never did this!
Kelin respects her very much, and it is entirely appropriate to describe Kelin's attitude towards Yang Jiaojiao as "Treat each other with respect as honored guests."
"Are you going to take a shower and get dressed?" Yan Wen was not that gentlemanly; he threw a towel right at her face, covering her lecherous eyes.
Yang Jiaojiao pulled the towel away and found that Yan Wen had already taken a robe from the closet and put it on. His strong back resembled a mountain—sturdy and dependable.
Yang Jiaojiao Suddenly remembered that early morning, waking up from a wild night, Yan Wen was like this, wearing a loose robe, standing in the morning light, very alluring.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Yan Wen fastened his belt and walked towards Yang Jiaojiao, forcing her to the edge of the bed.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable. Yang Jiaojiao fell into his eyes like a drowning person, wanting to call for help but unable to say a word, instinctively retreating, and finally falling directly onto the bed!
Yan Wen looked down at her with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, his intentions unclear.
"Don't come any closer!" Yang Jiaojiao held herself nervously, " Yan Wen, a gentleman uses his words, not his hands. We agreed beforehand that we would sleep separately after getting married!"
Yan Wen half-knelt on the edge of the bed, one hand supporting Yang Jiaojiao on the side, looking down at the person whose face was as red as fire, and sneered, "You're dreaming!"
"You..."
"I warn you, don't look at me with those seductive eyes in the future, or else... I don't know what I might do."
"I didn't! I was clearly looking at you with a disgusted expression!" Yang Jiaojiao insisted.
"Is that so?" Yan Wen chuckled, "Before you lie, wipe the drool from your mouth."
Drool?
Am I drooling!
Yang Jiaojiao hurriedly touched her own mouth corner, "Huh, it's not there!"
"You're playing with me!" Yang Jiaojiao became angry and pushed Yan Wen away, then jumped under the bed, pointing at the bed and said, "Since you've helped me a lot, I'll let you have the bed! I'll sleep on the sofa!"
Yan Wen lay on the bed and glanced at Yang Jiaojiao sideways, "It's my room and my bed, do I need your permission?"
Ah, why is this person lacking any gentlemanly demeanor? Although Yang Jiaojiao won't really sleep on the bed, Mr. Yan, could you at least be a little courteous? Yang Jiaojiao huffed and shrank onto the sofa, luckily it was big enough for her to stretch out comfortably at 1.7 meters tall.
Night, very quiet.
Yan Wen's shallow and even breathing quickly came, as if she had fallen asleep.
Yang Jiaojiao had something to say to Yan Wen in her heart, so she couldn't fall asleep all of a sudden. But she was afraid of disturbing Yan Wen, so she didn't dare to toss and turn, and could only lie quietly.
Could he be pretending to sleep? This beauty is following him cohabitation, and he can actually fall asleep?
Yang Jiaojiao decided to test him and quietly called his name, "Yan Wen?"
"Yeah," the man responded lightly.
"Have you slept?"
"No."
Yang Jiaojiao felt like she asked a stupid question. If someone is asleep, how could they answer?
"Yan Wen, there's something I need to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"The other day, I went to the Yang Family, and Yang Zhongxing thought I had found a powerful backer, so he was very polite to me. So I played along and made him think that you have a strong background. Sorry, I didn't tell you beforehand, I used you as a shield!" Yang Jiaojiao said.
These days she has been wanting to talk to Yan Wen about this, but she's afraid that Yang Zhongxing will trace it back to Yan Wen through the license plate and cause trouble for him.
In the darkness, Yan Wen chuckled lightly and said, "My background is already quite powerful, do you really need to 'wonder' about it?"
"Yan Wen, you're not angry, are you?"
"No."
Yang Jiaojiao felt a warmth in her heart and said, "Yan Wen, you are really kind! Please tell your friend that for now, there is no need to suppress the Yang. That represents my grandfather's lifelong efforts. Until I have the ability to reclaim it, let's leave it with Yang Zhongxing for the time being!"
Yang Jiaojiao thought that Yan Wen was using connections to make things difficult for Yang Zhongxing, completely unaware that a small Yang Group was nothing compared to an ant!
Yan Wen didn't want to explain, just answered, "Hmm."
"Thank you, Yan Wen."
"We are husband and wife, no need to be so polite!" After saying that, Yan Wen suddenly thought of something, "Jiaojiao, do you know Song Lan?"
"Yes, we were college classmates and roommates. By the way, how did you know that I know Song Lan?"
"That night, weren't you two having dinner together?" Yan Wen casually remarked.
"Oh, we were having dinner together. How did you know? Were you following me?" Yang Jiaojiao thought to herself, unsure whether to be happy or sad.
"No, that night I also happened to be dining at Gingxin Hotel and coincidentally saw it!" Yan Wen firmly refused to admit that someone was following her on her behalf.
"Oh, so you also know Song Lan?"
"I know his boyfriend."
"Is that the scumbag Zhu Junjie?"
"Did you see the news?"
"It's trending; it's hard not to know. You aren't good friends with that scumbag, are you?"
"He was indeed a good friend. It's just that Zhu Junjie used to have good character."
"Good character? Then how could he do something like abandoning his wife and child?"
Yan Wen: ...
Zhu Junjie has been Song Lan's devoted follower for a year, but unexpectedly he cheated on Song Lan and broke up with him. Wei Sheng said that Zhu Junjie probably wasn't hypnotized, so what could be the situation? Could he have gone crazy? "This is very sudden and strange. I will find out the reason. It's late, let's go to sleep!" Yan Wen closed his eyes, not wanting to continue discussing this matter, afraid that Yang Jiaojiao would misunderstand his relationship with Zhu Junjie.
"Okay, goodnight," Yang Jiaojiao said obediently. She had already called Song Lan in the morning and was not dwelling on the matter. With no more worries on her mind, Yang Jiaojiao fell asleep quickly.
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