Chapter Thirty-Three: Leaving Brother Wen, I'll Find You Another One

At the entrance to the lakeside greenway, there were many young couples cycling around the island, and Song Nian'an's eyes revealed envy.

Considering his still-recovering body, Wen Jing insisted on getting him into the car and drove home.

It was already evening on the way back, and the sunset had its own unique romance.

The two get along very easily. Song Nian'an has also changed from a seemingly docile deer to a cat that is occasionally very playful. She is not shy about kissing and hugging, and will even take the initiative to want kisses and hugs.

Back home, Wen Jing was still very happy to see that the house was gradually filled with more and more things.

Thinking back to when Song Nian'an first brought in his small suitcase, the house was empty and clean, as if no one had ever lived there. He thought he was just using the excuse of a marriage of convenience, and that Wen Jing might have several other houses, each occupied by his young wife.

Even now, the living room and bedroom are often a mess, with dirty clothes scattered everywhere and slippers lying sprawled out at the door.

This kind of everyday life and atmosphere has made Wen Jing's life much more fulfilling than her previous workaholic state.

After they got home, they watched a movie on the sofa. Song Nian'an rested her head on Wen Jing's lap and started joking.

"Aren't people who run every morning hard and muscular in the thighs?" he said, poking them with his index finger.

Wen Jing was utterly devastated: how could a middle-aged man resist the teasing of a child?

His eyes were incredibly seductive, and he said with a hint of eagerness, "People who run every morning have more than just muscles to get hard."

Is this blatant seduction? It's exciting!

Song Nian'an, with a ready-to-fight expression, laughed and said, "It's probably because my muscles are quite hard, since I train a lot."

As Wen Jing looked at Song Nian'an, the thought that came to mind was: provoking trouble.

He didn't hold back in making a scene, letting Song Nian'an experience it firsthand.

Wen Jing gently grasped Song Nian'an's hair, his thumb tracing the corner of his eye: "Try it."

Just as I was about to do something, the doorbell rang suddenly.

It was the doorbell ringing at the villa's main gate.

Wen Jing picked up the walkie-talkie with such force that he felt like he was about to crush it, sighed softly, and answered, "Who is this?"

Song Nian'an initially found it quite amusing; Wen Jing's angry yet unable-to-eat expression was rather cute.

"Brother Wen, Grandma asked me to bring you some soup."

It was Li Wanru's voice.

[Hmph, here to see Brother Wen again.]

[Brother Wen, how have you been lately?]

Brother Wen, I miss you so much.

It's only been a few days, and this woman has already forgotten how pathetic she looked in the office. She even stuck her face to the door. It's all because of this Brother Wen who spoiled her!

Wen Jing patted Song Nian'an's head. "She's just my cousin. She's just spoiled and doesn't mean any harm."

"Come in," Wen Jing said, opening the door for him.

Song Nian'an sat up, but she had to maintain the air of the owner of the house.

It makes me angry just thinking about it. What do hosts usually do when guests come to their home?

Oh, you're here! Let me get you a glass of water.

What would you like to drink or eat? I'll get it for you.

Don't be shy, sit down and I'll go cut some fruit.

Why don't you stay for dinner before you leave?

Depend on.

Before the host could figure out how to greet the guests, Li Wanru barged in.

Li Wanru didn't take Song Nian'an seriously at all. She immediately tried to take Wen Jing's arm and said, "Brother Wen, Grandma misses you a lot lately and wants me to come and call you back for dinner."

Wen Jing pushed Li Wanru's hand away, took the thermos, and took two steps back to create some distance.

"Thank you for making this trip. You don't need to deliver anymore. I'll talk to Grandma myself."

Wen Jing's eyelashes twitched slightly as her gaze swept across Song Nian'an's face.

Li Wanru was taken aback, then began to whine in her usual coquettish tone: "Brother Wen, you're so busy, the only time I can spare to see you is when I bring you soup."

Song Nian'an was about to explode internally. [Can't this woman understand human language? I already said I didn't need anything, why is she still clinging to me like that!]

In front of Li Wanru, Wen Jing kissed Song Nian'an's ear twice.

stunned.

Both of them are.

"Brother Wen, this isn't appropriate!" Li Wanru spoke first, glaring at Song Nian'an.

Wen Jing shrugged, then leaned against him and hugged Song Nian'an tightly, saying, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. We're married now, she's your sister-in-law."

Previously, he hadn't found their intimate gestures particularly satisfying, but this time, in front of Li Wanru, he felt quite proud.

Song Nian'an seemed to have been given a boost of energy, and said to Li Wanru, "Cousin, help yourself to whatever you want to eat or drink. Make yourself at home!"

After saying this, Song Nian'an was quite satisfied. "I won't serve you; you can take it yourself."

This is my home, you can only dream about it. It's not your home. Wen Jing is mine!

Li Wanru stomped her feet in anger.

Seeing that Song Nian'an's expression was less troubled, Wen Jing received a phone call and went upstairs to his study to handle some urgent company matters.

The CEO skipped work for half a day, and the assistant couldn't stand it anymore at the company, so she called home.

After Wen Jing closed the study door, Li Wanru could no longer sit still and pointed at Song Nian'an's nose, saying:

"I'll tell you one more time, the Wen family is not someone you can aspire to. You can't give Wen Jing what he wants. Song Nian'an, obediently leave Brother Wen, and I guarantee you'll have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

She's still the same spoiled young lady, only knowing the same old tricks of threatening people. Does she really think she's never read any palace intrigue novels?

Song Nian'an stood up from the sofa, looked down at Li Wanru and said, "Having enough to eat and wear is still far from enough compared to my current life."

Upon hearing this, Li Wanru laughed out loud, "Isn't it just that the money you gave me last time wasn't enough? Although our Li family isn't as powerful as the Wen family, I have a few brothers who are quite handsome and have your taste."

Song Nian'an found it amusing that he was advising her to get a divorce and had already found her a new partner.

He blinked, looked at Li Wanru and said, "Your brothers also have assets of over 100 million, are business prodigies, and do morning exercises?"

Li Wanru's temples throbbed with anger, and she roared, "This card belongs to my Li family! We can use it at any shopping mall without any limit. And you're looking for another brother? Wouldn't that be even more exciting?"

"You just want a long-term meal ticket, right? You could live the same life. I advise you not to be stubborn and ask for trouble. Take your money and get out of here."

Song Nian'an rarely suffered a loss when arguing with others, and he really didn't expect Li Wanru to still be so persistent.

He sat down politely and said, "Now let me tell you, you are in my house now, sitting on my sofa, stepping on my floor, and breathing my air. If I don't want you to enjoy anything in my house, I can make you get out anytime."

After saying that, Song Nian'an opened the door and threw the Li family business card out the door, saying, "Please take your precious card and your brothers and get out of here."

"you..."

Are you leaving?

Wen Jing came downstairs and saw Song Nian'an smiling as she opened the door. She casually asked a question.

"Yes, Wanru said that he is in a hurry to go back to find his other brothers and introduce them to potential partners."

"Oh, really?" Wen Jing's voice carried a hint of amusement.

He stepped forward, put his arm around Song Nian'an's waist, and gently pinched him, but said without changing his expression, "Then I won't see you off."

Li Wanru snorted angrily, grabbed her bag, and strode away, not forgetting to pick up her precious card at the door.