Chapter 15 Chapter 15 A lot of information

Wen Yu did not refute, nor did she speak. She looked at Pan Xianchen's face, as if analyzing his current mood.

There was no anger, no disgust, and even a faint smile on the corner of his lips. His eyes were focused on her, as if he was simply curious about why she spread the rumor.

There is a lot of information.

How did he know everything? Ye Yinuo had furtively checked the women's restrooms, the cafeteria, and any other place where gossip was heard, but there were no suspicious people. They only started to talk badly behind people's backs after they were sure they were safe.

Is Pan Xianchen so powerful?

Or maybe the walls have ears, Wen Yu thought. She couldn't help but glance back. There were only a few colleagues left in the office, typing away at their computers. Whose eyes were those? Such a servile person. Wen Yu hadn't complained to her teacher since the second semester of first grade, so how could someone still do that at such an age?

"What are you looking at?" Pan Xianchen asked.

"nothing."

Wen Yu turned back. What was Pan Xianchen trying to say? Criticizing her? Then why didn't he call Ye Yinuo? He accused her of spreading rumors. What rumors? Could it be that he and Yan Qianqian were innocent? Wen Yu pondered this and that, analyzing the situation like a math problem.

Pan Xianchen had a stern face, but his tone was not as serious as his expression: "Tell me, between you and Ye Yinuo, who is the mastermind?"

Here it comes. Wen Yu thought. Half and half.

But Wen Yu said to Pan Xianchen loyally, "I."

Pan Xianchen gave a half-smile and nodded, "What did you say about me?"

"You both get off work in the same car."

Pan Xianchen had to think for a while before he remembered that Yan Qianqian came to his unit to kill time. Later, when he got off work, he took Yan Qianqian back with him. He didn't think anything about it. He felt that he was no different from Huolala.

Does this also count?

Pan Xianchen's expression finally changed a little. He said in surprise, "You've ridden in my car before."

Yes. Wen Yu thought: But there is nothing between her and him.

"You guys stayed together late."

Another nonsensical accusation. Pan Xianchen didn't bother recalling it this time and simply asked, "When?"

"last night."

Oh—Pan Xianchen remembered and then reacted.

Wen Yu continued, "She wanted to give me some chocolate, but you ended up making the trip for her."

Who is helping whom? Pan Xianchen was very amused. Who was he doing this for?

"Then you teamed up to make up rumors about me? And talked about the leader in the unit?" Pan Xianchen finally figured out that Ye Yinuo was not a good person.

"……sorry."

"Yan Qianqian is the daughter of President Yan Zhiwen. My family is familiar with President Yan's family, and Yan Qianqian and I are also familiar with each other. That's all." Pan Xianchen got up from the back of his chair, put his elbows on the desk, and started playing the piano with his left hand again, making a clacking sound. His right hand casually picked up the pen on the table and spun it around.

He said: "You totally misunderstood me. The rumor is false."

She suspected him and Yan Qianqian? Laughing to death. It would be better to suspect herself.

Pan Xianchen also defended himself: "If I like a woman, I will definitely keep my distance from other people of the opposite sex and will never be ambiguous. Don't worry about that. I hate it when a third person is involved in a relationship that's clearly between two people. I will never get involved in a relationship between three people."

He put down his pen and said as he walked away, "Come with me."

Pan Xianchen took Wen Yu to the parking lot. He told Wen Yu to get in the car, started the car quickly, and left the unit.

Wen Yu asked, "Mr. Pan, where are we going?"

Pan Xianchen said, "You'll know when you get there."

The familiar scenery along the way gradually became unfamiliar, and then gradually became familiar again. The ancient bamboo fence appeared before my eyes, the green bamboo leaves rustled in the summer breeze, and koi fish shook their heads and tails in the water. Listen carefully, the sound of water gurgling.

Wen Yu followed Pan Xianchen into the door, confused. Pan Xianchen asked the receptionist, "Is it ready?"

The receptionist nodded immediately: "It's ready."

He contacted someone on the intercom, and soon, someone else emerged from the kitchen, carrying an exquisite gift box. As he got closer, Wen Yu could clearly see the four characters "Ning Family Rice Wine" boldly printed on the gift box.

Wen Yu: “…”

Pan Xianchen said, "There wasn't such packaging before, but now it's upgraded. Here you go."

Wen Yu remembered that they had come to this private restaurant for dinner before, and Pan Xianchen recommended the rice wine here to her, but they parted on bad terms that night and she didn't take the rice wine.

Wen Yu took the rice wine, still feeling baffled. He came over to get rice wine in the middle of work?

Pan Xianchen checked his watch. It was past four o'clock. He asked Wen Yu, "Where are we having dinner?"

Wen Yu shook her head: "No, I'll go home and eat."

Pan Xianchen nodded and walked out the door first: "Okay, I'll take you home."

“…It’s not even five o’clock yet.”

"Is it okay to leave early occasionally?" Pan Xianchen pressed the car key, and the Maybach's headlights came on. "Leave early with your boss, and no one will dare to say anything."

……All right.

Wen Yu would not refuse to accept this good news.

Pan Xianchen asked her what kind of music she wanted to listen to, and she said it didn't matter. He also asked if the temperature in the car was comfortable, and she said it was fine. Pan Xianchen randomly picked some light music, leaving the temperature unchanged. A soothing cello played, and a peaceful atmosphere filled the car. Wen Yu relaxed her shoulders, and a sense of peace settled in as well.

Pan Xianchen still didn't ask her address. He avoided the rush hour and drove smoothly to his destination with green lights all the way.

The car was parked at the gate of the villa complex. Outsiders were not allowed to enter and had to register at the gate booth.

Pan Xianchen rolled down the car window, spoke to the security guard at the door, pointed at the person in the passenger seat, and said, "Send the owner home."

The car drove in smoothly.

Wen Yu stared at him in amazement. Pan Xianchen smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

“It feels like you’re the one who lives here.”

So natural.

Pan Xianchen had been there once before, driving straight ahead, turning, and without questioning her, he'd arrived at her parents' villa without missing a beat. His ability to find the road was even better than a dog's.

Wen Yu didn't get off the bus immediately; she hadn't planned to return. On weekdays, she usually stayed in the suite she shared with Wen Yu, which was located in the city center, closer to work, and more convenient for transportation. But since Wen Yu wasn't back from his business trip yet, it wouldn't be a problem for her to stay with her mother tonight.

She briefly reviewed the foggy half-day and said, "Mr. Pan—"

Pan Xianchen interrupted her: "It's time to get off work now. I told you, don't call me Mr. Pan after get off work."

“…”

"I'm a few years older than you, you can just call me by my name."

“…”

Wen Yu couldn't bring herself to call out. She simply omitted the name and said, "Thank you for taking me back. Goodbye."

Pan Xianchen watched her enter. A moment later, a figure passed by the window of a room upstairs. He'd found her. Pan Xianchen withdrew his gaze and drove out. After adulthood, he'd moved out of his parents' home and bought a separate apartment in the city center. It wasn't close to his parents' house, but with a car, he could easily get around.

While waiting for the red light, he sent a WeChat message to Wen Yu: We live so close, you can take my car to go to and from get off work.

I don’t know if her car has been repaired. Even if it has, it would be difficult for her to drive freely with her foot condition.

Wen Yu didn't reply yet.

Ning Kai got the news and called him immediately: "My dear son, are you kidding me? Are you trying to force me to pursue you?"

"Why don't you try being a father without pain again?"

"Alright, alright, Pan Xianchen," Ning Kai said, changing his tone. "I heard from the people in my shop that you skipped your afternoon shift and brought that lame woman from last time to get the rice wine?"

"Lame woman?"

"...Okay, okay, anyway, let's just talk about that beautiful lady from last time."

"What? Feeling bad? I just took a box of rice wine from you, there's no need to be so stingy."

Ning Kai snorted and said, "When has your father ever been stingy? You can have as much rice wine as you want, but this woman seems hard to pursue."

Being a dad again.

Pan Xianchen didn't waste time talking to him and just hung up the phone.

Hu Jingjing’s Big Armor: Is it okay if I stop being a father?

Hu Jingjing's Big Armor: I just think it's unnecessary. What are your conditions? Why bother to take on such a difficult task?

Pan Xianchen: Where is she hard? Is it as hard as me?

Hu Jingjing’s big armor:?

Hu Jingjing's Big Armor: I just said she couldn't even say a word about being lame, and now you're making dirty jokes?

Pan Xianchen: Everything looks dirty to the heart. I'm stating the facts.

Hu Jingjing's big armor: Okay, you are tough.

Hu Jingjing's Big Armor: I'm just afraid that you will suffer.

Pan Xianchen: Don't you understand me? I love challenging the impossible. What have I ever wanted to do that I didn't succeed at?

Hu Jingjing's Big Armor: That's true.

Hu Jingjing's Big Armor: You said that, and I'm really excited! So from now on, I'll be your love security guard.

Pan Xianchen didn't reply to him. Wen Yu's WeChat message came. Pan Xianchen switched out and clicked on Wen Yu's message.

Wen Xiaoyu: No need, Mr. Pan. I’m so sorry. It feels very inconvenient.

Pan Xianchen: Who is inconvenienced?

Wen Xiaoyu: You.

Pan Xianchen: It's not inconvenient at all. And it's very convenient for us.

Wen Yu didn't know what to say. Her mother was downstairs preparing dinner, delighted that Wen Yu had come uninvited. Wen Yu lay on her bed in her bedroom, resting, her phone in one hand and the corner of her quilt in the other. She heard the sizzling of hot oil in the kitchen downstairs, and for a moment, she suspected the sound wasn't coming from downstairs, but rather from her chest.

Sizzle. Sizzle.

It was like a silent swamp suddenly became boiling hot, with countless bubbles sizzling out.

She knew, of course, that no leader would be so charitable and considerate of an injured subordinate. Pan Xianchen wasn't helping her as a leader at all. He said he had nothing to do with Yan Qianqian, so could she be the one who had a relationship with him?

Wen Yu hurriedly got up from the bed and walked down the stairs so fast that she almost fell. She entered the kitchen and asked her mother amid the sizzling sound, "Mom, are we just having dinner tonight?"

Her mother gave her a strange look as she stir-fried the food. "Yeah, who else are you thinking of? Wen Yu? He's been away on business for several days. When will he be back?"

"A week."

"You've been away on business for so long?" Mom said as she plated the food, a trace of worry crossing her brows. "Have you called him every day? Ask him how he's doing. If he's eating, drinking, sleeping, and feeling well. If he's busy and tired at work... Don't assume a man will just stay with you. Relationships need to be cultivated. You have to show him your love and concern so he won't be tempted by sweet talk from outsiders."

“…”

Wen Yu lowered her head. Her mother looked at her, turned off the stove, and the sizzling sound disappeared.

"Why aren't you talking again? Sometimes, communicating with you makes me feel tired. No matter what I say to you, you don't answer. Sometimes, you and your dad are really alike! You both don't talk and ignore people. It's so infuriating."

"I told you, but you didn't listen."

"Huh? What did you say? Did you just speak?"

“…”

Wen Yu was silent for a moment. She had spoken, as she always did. But her words received no recognition or support.

"...How can I express my love and care?" Wen Yu said, "I don't love him at all, so how can I care about him?"

Mom frowned, a trace of melancholy rising from her face like a lit cigarette, gradually gathering into a cloud of smoke. It came again and again. Mom didn't like hearing Wen Yu talk about this. She thought Wen Yu was ignorant, too young, and unable to see through things.

"Mom is an experienced person, why don't you believe me? I told you all this a long time ago. Do you think choosing a man is like choosing clothes? Just buy him if you like him?" Mom turned her head away a little irritably, rekindled the fire, and cooked another dish. "When Wen Yu comes back from his business trip, we have to have a good talk about your big plan. Don't think about other messy things. You and Wen Yu are no longer just an ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend. You are engaged, fiancé and fiancée, and the wedding candies have been sent out. Don't think about changing your mind at the last minute. What will Mom's relatives and friends think if you do that? Xiaoyu, you and Wen Yu are already done, just keep going like this, give it a try, okay?"

Wen Yu returned to the bedroom, threw her cell phone aside, and rolled herself into the quilt.

Just like before, after burying myself like an ostrich for a while, the pillow soon became wet.

Wen Yu hadn't agreed to Pan Xianchen's pick-up, but when she left home early in the morning, she saw the familiar black Maybach waiting outside the gate.

"Good morning, Mr. Pan!"

Wen Yu bent down and greeted the driver's seat.

Pan Xianchen pointed at the passenger seat and urged her, "Hurry up and get in."

They arrived at work together and took the elevator upstairs. Pan Xianchen went to his office, and Wen Yu followed him a few steps behind, slowly making her way to her own workstation.

Ye Yinuo appeared from behind her, stretched out his hand, pulled out his wheelchair, and sat down directly at Wen Yu's table without even putting down his bag.

"Any progress?"

"What progress?" Wen Yu looked at Ye Yinuo with shifty eyes and pretended to be stupid by speaking in a low voice.

Ye Yinuo sighed: "I took the elevator up with you guys."

“…”

"You've been replaced as Pan Gou's co-pilot? The supporting actress has been promoted to the leading actress?"

“…”

Wen Yu frowned and glanced at Ye Yinuo: "Be careful with your words, and don't bark like Pan dog Pan dog anymore."

"What's going on? Has she really become the heroine and started to care about the hero's nickname?"

"...We secretly told him that he had discovered his affair with Yan Qianqian." Wen Yu said, "He must think you're not a good person now."

“…”

Ye Yinuo glanced guiltily towards Pan Xianchen's office and whispered, "Does he have spies around us?" Ye Yinuo looked around, as if searching for a suspected traitor in the office. But everyone seemed normal, so Ye Yinuo found nothing.

"Let's chat on WeChat if you have anything."

Ye Yinuo slid the chair back and sat down.

In the afternoon, Wen Yu called her and told her that he had arrived home.

"You came back early?" Wen Yu asked.

"Well, I came back after I finished my work." Wen Yu said, "Your mother asked us to go to her place for dinner together."

“…”

Wen Yu could imagine what her mother would say to Wen Yu at the dinner table.

"Hello?"

"...Yeah." Wen Yu replied softly, "I understand."

A little after five o'clock, Pan Xianchen came out of the office and asked Peng Yan for the report. Passing by Wen Yu's desk, he found that her seat was empty and her computer was turned off. As Ye Yinuo was packing up and preparing to leave, he said to Pan Xianchen, "It's just five o'clock and I'm leaving work."

"Um."

Pan Xianchen returned to his office with a normal expression. He had intended to send Wen Yu home, but he was just this close to catching her.

He sat back in his chair and turned on his computer again.