Good night~
Chapter 95 Peerless Little Cutie
Afterwards, Wen Cheng sprawled on the bed like a useless little cookie, or more vividly, like a small glutinous rice cake melted on the bed.
Wen Qi got up, cleaned up the scene until there was no trace left, and went back to bed.
Wen Cheng has always been a good younger brother and boyfriend who knows how to repay kindness. When Wen Qi hugged him again, Wen Cheng asked politely, "Brother Qi, do you need my help?"
Wen Qi glanced at Wen Cheng silently, his deep voice like a series of drumbeats hitting her ear: "Just say you want to slack off this afternoon."
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I feel that this sentence contains so many meanings, from various aspects.
Wen Cheng fell into a brief silence, feeling as if her dignity had been subjected to a devastating blow.
However, this silence didn't last long. As a kissing fanatic, Brother Qi clearly had no intention of ending it there. He kissed her lightly, like a comforting gesture afterward, expressing his feelings without any other ulterior motives. Only then did Wen Cheng put on a piece of clothing and cooperate with Brother Qi very seriously.
"Ah Qi? Are you asleep? Is Chengcheng here? Why didn't you answer my calls?" A startled voice rang out from outside the door.
Wen Cheng nervously recalled that she did hear a phone vibrate just now, but she had already blocked out such things!
This was like a greeting from the Big Bad Wolf to Wen Cheng, who was so frightened that she silently pushed Wen Qi away, her big eyes pleading for help!
Their eyes met in the air.
Did you lock the door?
Wen Qi raised an eyebrow. "Guess."
"What's there to guess? Wen Cheng just wants to disappear on the spot! She should have dug a secret passage in Qi Ge's bedroom! He thinks the bookshelf there is pretty good; just grab a couple of books!"
"Ah Qi, wake up! Dad knows you're in there. Please open the door, I'll only bother you for a little while!" Wen Yongwang outside the door showed no sign of giving up.
Wen Cheng felt ashamed. "Dad, maybe you should watch less soap operas with Mom in the future."
Wen Cheng sat up, intending to hide in the nearest closet, but Wen Qi pressed her back down, soothingly whispering, "Sleep well."
At this moment, Wen Cheng felt like an ant on a hot pan, obediently following Wen Qi's orders, waiting to see what brilliant solution Brother Qi could come up with.
As a result, Mao Toutou stood there in the air for quite a while, but Wen Qi showed no sign of getting up. He simply took out his phone and sent out a few messages.
Is that all?
Wen Cheng couldn't believe it!
Wen Yongwang knocked on the door until it was numb, but there was no response from inside. That's strange; no one said A-Qi went out at noon today.
My son shouldn't be angry if I just open the door for a moment, right?
Wen Yongwang was dancing in a minefield when, in the end, his hand landed on the doorknob. The slight noise successfully made Wen Cheng inside the door break down.
I never expected you to be such a tough dad!
Wen Cheng was so frightened that she hid under the covers, but her head wasn't completely inside, with her soft, curly hair sticking out. Wen Qi took the opportunity to pet her, and it felt just like before. He would have to maintain his pleasure regularly in the future, and he couldn't afford any mishaps.
The doorknob stopped halfway through its pull; Wen Yongwang felt a resistance.
Then the office door behind him opened, and Secretary Zhao rushed over, greeting President Wen with great respect.
Wen Yongwang was very concerned about his image in front of his subordinates; he absolutely couldn't let them watch him, as a father, pick his son's lock.
"Ahem, I'm looking for Chengcheng. Why is the door locked? Can't Qiqi hear me inside?"
Secretary Zhao pushed up his glasses. It wasn't that he couldn't hear, he just didn't want you to come in.
"Chairman Wen, Mr. Wen's sleep quality isn't good; he usually wears earplugs when he sleeps. Also, Young Master Wen didn't come here for lunch today; he must have gone to lunch with his colleagues. If you're really in a hurry, I can call Mr. Wen for you." Secretary Zhao made a gesture as if to take out her phone.
"No need. Qiqi is usually so tired. It's not easy for him to get a good night's sleep. I just wanted to see if Chengcheng was there. If not, I'll leave first. Let's wake Qiqi up a little later tonight. I've seen him working overtime a lot lately. This isn't how you work," Wen Yongwang said. Although he was proud of his eldest son, as parents, they still wanted their children to be happier.
Wen Yongwang turned to leave, but suddenly stopped.
"By the way, have you met A-Qi's girlfriend yet?" Wen Yongwang's eyes gleamed with gossip.
Isn't it right across from the door?
Secretary Zhao coughed and played along with his boss: "I've met him. He's a very cute boy. You'll definitely like him when you meet him."
How could a biological son not like him? This way, when it comes to settling scores later, Chairman Wen won't be able to find any fault in his words. As an all-around secretary, every word he says must be carefully considered to be worthy of his position.
As Secretary Zhao spoke, a sharp glint flashed across his glasses.
Satisfied with the hint he received, Wen Yongwang left with his hands behind his back. It seemed his trip today hadn't been in vain. What a cute boy! He'll definitely get along well with Chengcheng, his brother-in-law, since they both like Aqi.
Listening to Wen Yongwang's departing footsteps, Wen Cheng felt as if her soul had just been deceived!
"What are you afraid of? I've already locked the door." Wen Qi's eyes revealed a hint of schadenfreude.
Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qi with a resentful expression.
Fighting is out of the question, biting is too painful, and if I just calm down now, I'll only be letting myself down!
For the first time, Wen Cheng felt conflicted about the choices she made in her relationship.
Wen Cheng thought for a while and asked very seriously, "Brother Qi, I think I've discovered a secret."
"Speak," Wen Qi said, becoming somewhat interested.
"Actually, deep down you're a little bit twisted, aren't you?" Wen Cheng asked seriously, she just loved seeing him get flustered and startled! He'd figured it all out!
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Wen Qi glanced at Wen Cheng and said, "If I'm a pervert, then what are you?"
"I'm an absolutely adorable little thing forced into this situation!" Wen Chengtian said shamelessly.
Without saying a word, Wen Qi directly pinched Wen Cheng's cheeks on both sides.
"Ugh, cricket, mud, peck, what?!" Wen Cheng's words were barely audible.
Wen Qi murmured, his deep eyes fixed on Wen Cheng, and suddenly a very handsome smile appeared on his face: "Look how thick-skinned my boyfriend is to say such shameless things."
Wen Cheng, who had been thoroughly ravaged by Wen Qi during her lunch break, hadn't even had a chance to settle into her chair back in the department when Xie Nianyu called her over. When Wen Cheng asked why, Xie Nianyu didn't elaborate on the phone, only saying that she would find out when she arrived, and also told her to bring Yan Luan along.
Wen Cheng, feeling both confused and intrigued, dragged Yan Luan along to Wen Yunyi's office like a curious child.
This time, Wen Cheng felt much more at ease than before. When she thought of Cha Cha, she no longer felt troubled or powerless. Isn't this a sign that their family is moving towards harmony?
Yes, it's so good for the whole family to live in harmony. Without Chacha as the pillar of the family, how will he live as a lazy bum who just eats and waits to die?
Sure enough, taking a step back opens up a whole new world, and taking a huge step back means you're completely finished!
"Huh? On what grounds? Xiao Yi, explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by saying that your promotional video has already been filmed? What did I tell you before I left the country?" A voice filled with anger was heard as soon as I entered the office.
Wen Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Cheng Ziyao, the current rising star who quickly became popular with the drama "Meteor Garden" and is loved by young audiences.
He was wearing a tight leather jacket that accentuated every muscle in his body. Without filters and post-production editing, his face wasn't particularly striking. He was Wen Yunyi's college classmate in the book, which hinted that Wen Yunyi had once liked Cheng Ziyao.
However, after Cheng Ziyao entered the entertainment industry, a veritable melting pot, Wen Yunyi immediately removed him from his list of favorites. It can only be said that although Chacha (Cheng Ziyao) can sometimes be unkind, her principles remain unchanged. For example, she is very accurate in judging people by their looks, and Qin Zhou's face completely outshone all of Wen Yunyi's previous suitors.
Wen Yunyi rubbed his temples in annoyance, but he still tried to maintain a gentle, "green tea" expression, appearing very easy to talk to.
"Ziyao, the promotional video shouldn't be entirely decided by me just because I'm the boss. I'm a businessman, and I need to take my employees' opinions into account to create the greatest commercial value. Besides, you're doing so well now, why should you care about my promotional video?"
Wen Yunyi's words were already quite tactful, but Cheng Ziyao, seemingly oblivious to his pleas, continued to berate him: "Xiaoyi, this isn't how you behave! Everyone knows what this promotional video represents. Given our four years of friendship in university, you should at least give me an interview opportunity. You should know how much effort I put into this entertainment industry during university. You've watched me work my way up step by step. You always told me you'd help if you could, but now that you can actually help me, this is how you act? I considered you my best friend, and look how many people have distanced themselves from you after they found out you're not from the Wen family. Did I ever say any of that to you? You've disappointed me so much!"
Cheng Ziyao got more and more excited as she spoke, almost to the point of calling Wen Yunyi an ingrate.
"I'm telling you, this isn't how you apply moral blackmail! How thick-skinned do you have to be to say such shameless things? A few dishes and you're this excited?" A lazy voice broke the silence, saying what everyone present except Cheng Ziyao wanted to say.
Cheng Ziyao's face stiffened. These days, even drinking water is praised by his fans as if he is the only person in the world. He has never been said that to anyone before!
"What?!" Cheng Ziyao was still seething with anger when she turned around and froze when she saw Wen Cheng and Yan Luan's faces.
Yan Luan, in particular, exudes an indescribable aloofness that makes his aura even more captivating. His face is exceptionally handsome, even in the entertainment industry. The key is that he looks this good without any makeup on, whereas today he spent over three hours applying makeup to remove the acne and scars on his face.
Xie Nianyu, who had been standing to one side, straightened up and walked over to Wen Cheng and Yan Luan.
"Let me introduce you. These are the two main characters in our promotional video. Do you have any further comments?"
Cheng Ziyao's face turned pale and then red; he was clearly humiliated.
"What do you mean? You're interrupting me when I'm talking to my friend? Do you know who I am to you, Mr. Wen? Is this how employees behave? Haven't you ever heard that you shouldn't interrupt your boss when he's talking to his friends?"
Cheng Ziyao kept talking about class relations, practically implying that he was just a lower-class person trying to get ahead.
Yan Luan was about to step forward after hearing this when Wen Cheng stopped him halfway. She wasn't annoyed at all; her expression was as if she were just enjoying someone else's gossip, completely unaffected.
"Hmph, Xiao Yi, you can't just hire anyone because of their looks! Didn't you see how he blatantly lied and questioned our relationship?" Cheng Ziyao relentlessly questioned, putting pressure on both sides!
Wen Yunyi frowned, trying hard to suppress something.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 96 Full Power
Xie Nianyu stepped forward to stop it all, but was stopped by a look from Wen Yunyi. Xie Nianyu instantly understood that his boss was not as easy to bully as he seemed on the surface, unless he really had some unspeakable reason.
Indeed, the Wen family is so large that countless people in the entertainment industry want to curry favor with them. Let alone a mere minor celebrity, anyone in the Wen family who dislikes him can easily blacklist him, ensuring he never appears on screen again.
The Cheng Ziyao in front of me, either has some connection with the boss, or he's seriously mentally ill.
Wen Yunyi frowned. He had tolerated everything before, but now that he had mentioned Wen Cheng, he said, "Enough!"
Is that enough?
Cheng Ziyao was stunned by these words, her face showing disbelief. "Xiao Yi, are you kidding me?"
Wen Yunyi seemed to be in control of everything, but also appeared to be suppressed; his prized tea-making skills were surprisingly not displayed here.
Even Wen Cheng, who was used to being easygoing, couldn't stand it anymore. "This is the first time I've heard someone talk about 'connections' so confidently. Are you proud of being a shameless 'connection' person? Don't you have any self-awareness about your appearance? Do you need someone to point it out to you? Can't you understand human language anymore? President Wen told you to speak with some manners, but you call it a joke. Does that mean that in equal relationships, you think people with manners are joking around with you? You completely lack that basic morality? I remember you said on a variety show that you hate 'connections' in the workplace the most. Unlike you, you rely entirely on your own efforts and never ask for help from others?"
Wen Cheng's last message suddenly rang one evening when her mother was complaining about whether a certain male celebrity was real or fake. Now it seems that a woman's intuition is indeed terrifying.
Cheng Ziyao's face turned a deep shade of liver after hearing Wen Cheng's words.
"You say I have no manners? The one who really has no manners is you. Where did you come from, pointing fingers at other people's affairs? I'm a relative with connections, so what are you? I have at least 30 million followers on Weibo, and what about you? You're just a nobody with no reputation. I'm already being lenient by not questioning you! All I want is for Xiao Yi to give me a fair chance to compete. So what if I'm good-looking? I rely on my abilities, which are far superior to those of you who sell your looks!" Cheng Ziyao spoke with righteous indignation, without the slightest hint of guilt on his face, as if what he said was incredibly true.