Chapter 41, What a coincidence

Wen Hanyun's ears turned red, and she tiptoed to lightly touch the corner of his lips before quickly backing away.

Yan Sheng was amused by her actions and laughed out loud. He reached out and held her furry head, pulling her firmly into his arms.

"Teacher Wen, I have worked diligently as your teaching assistant, and even served as your driver and cook. This reward is a bit too perfunctory."

"Then what else do you want?"

Wen Hanyun mumbled against his chest, and after punching him a few times and finding it had no effect, she slipped her fingers inside his clothes and gave his strong arm a light pinch.

"hiss--"

Yan Sheng gave her a polite gasp, then touched the back of her neck and released her.

"No rush, we can ask for the reward later."

The next morning, before Yan Sheng's brain had fully awakened, he realized that someone was beside him.

His body tensed instantly, and he instinctively became alert. He looked down and saw a black whorl of hair.

Is he... dreaming?

She was soft and obedient, lying on her side in the blanket, with only one white and tender little ear showing. Half of her face was pressed against his chest, and her even breathing gently brushed against his chest and neck, like a tiny feather constantly brushing against him, tickling him.

Yan Sheng's brain went blank for a while before he realized who was sleeping next to him.

Last night they chatted and drank some red wine on the balcony. Wen Hanyun slept in his room, and he held her as they fell asleep...

Although he hadn't done anything, just thinking about how close they were now warmed his heart.

It wasn't a dream; she was truly lying beside him.

Yan Sheng softened his movements and tried to pull down the blanket to expose Wen Hanyun's head so that she could breathe more easily.

Be gentle, don't wake her up.

Almost the instant he pulled the blanket over her, Wen Hanyun frowned, let out a soft moan, and opened her eyes.

Yan Sheng: "..."

When their eyes met, Yansheng pursed his lips in regret.

I should have just left her alone; at least I could have held her a little longer.

Wen Hanyun was groggily pulled out of bed, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and then received a kiss with the same minty toothpaste flavor.

She sat in the living room eating the strawberries Yan Sheng had washed, and opened her WeChat messages. There was a message from Yu Zhimu accepting her friend request, along with a restaurant location.

Yu Zhimu: [Professor Wen, are you free today? Shall we have lunch together?]

Wen Hanyun's eyes lit up, and she replied "Okay," before turning to Yansheng.

"Yansheng, I'm going out for lunch today, so you don't need to wait for me at noon."

Yan Sheng's eyes narrowed suddenly. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear in a roguish tone, "We just confirmed our relationship the day before yesterday. Is Teacher Wen already going to abandon her husband and children for something new?"

“The band asked me to come along, as I told you last time,” Wen Hanyun took two steps back under his weight, her eyes wide with accusation, “Abandoning your husband is one thing, but what about abandoning your child?”

Yan Sheng smiled, turned his head, and whispered in her ear, "If Teacher Wen wants to have a child with me, it's not impossible..."

Wen Hanyun's ears burned from his breath, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. She pushed him away with a stiff face, "You, you scoundrel!"

"Alright, let the hooligan hug you for a while," Yan Sheng maintained a tightness that wouldn't hurt her but would make her unable to break free. Once she calmed down, he took advantage of the situation and rubbed his chin against her cheek. "Send me your location. I'm going to the company soon anyway, so I can take you with me."

"good."

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On the other side, Yu Zhimu stood at the restaurant entrance and waved to his boss who had come from afar.

"This way."

Seeing his face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the faint dark circles under his eyes, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well? Why do you look like this?"

The man walked to her side and sighed deeply, "Isn't this all because of you guys?"

"Are you guys kidding me? The band is about to release their first album, and then suddenly you message me saying the guitarist has quit."

Yu Zhimu shrugged. "What can I do?"

"But don't worry, we found a promising candidate at the university's freshman association meeting last time."

"Yeah, this happened so suddenly, nobody expected it." The crew-cut guy chimed in, "But this newcomer is really talented. We were just going to try our luck, and you know what? We took a liking to him right away."

"Tsk, to get all three of you to approve? This newcomer must have given you some kind of spell, right?" The man raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing his explanation.

"Let's go to the private room and wait. Yu Zhimu has invited them to lunch today. You'll see when you see them."

The man casually narrowed his blue eyes, pondering how to deal with these unreliable guys, when he suddenly paused.

Why does this car look so familiar?

The black sedan was parked steadily across the street. The door opened, and a pair of straight legs emerged from it.

The woman, dressed in casual sportswear and wearing a baseball cap, got out of the car, said a few words to the driver's side window, and then avoided the traffic, crossed the zebra crossing, and walked towards this side.

She raised her hand to tidy up the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the airflow, revealing a small, delicate ear. She took out her phone uncertainly and glanced at it, just as she arrived at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Miss Wen, what a coincidence."

Wen Hanyun's gaze lingered on her phone screen when she heard a familiar voice. She looked up and saw Willand standing at the restaurant entrance.

"Mr. Willand?"

"What a coincidence, what are you doing here?"

"Are you here for dinner, Miss Wen?" Willand smiled and gestured for us to join. "Well...why don't you come with us?"

“Not today, it’s not convenient,” Wen Hanyun shook her head. “Someone asked me to meet them at this restaurant.”

Seeing her looking down at her chat history, he casually asked, "Which room number are you in?"

"506".

As soon as Wen Hanyun finished speaking, she noticed that Willand's expression turned somewhat strange.

It can't be such a coincidence...

He took out his phone and scrolled through it a couple of times, then looked at her with a smile, "Miss Wen, the person who invited you, it wouldn't happen to be Yu Zhimu, would it?"

"How did you know?" Wen Hanyun looked up, her eyes full of surprise.

“I’m also from 506, looks like we’re destined to eat together,” Willand took her bag. “Let’s go inside and talk first.”

Wen Hanyun hesitated for a moment, but still followed him to the private room.

The moment the door was opened, the people chatting inside stopped talking and all looked over.