Chapter 37 Chapter 37 Nervous!
Wen Yu has been staying at his parents' house for the past few days. His company has been working on a major project lately, and he's been incredibly busy. Back home, he doesn't have to worry about food. His mother has cooked for the two men in the family her entire life, doing it with great joy. Now that their son has achieved so much, they're ready to enjoy their retirement.
Wen Yu has a stable job and a high salary, so his parents never need to worry about him. His parents are now only worried about Wen Yu's marriage.
Although Wen Yu rarely communicated with his parents about their relationship, they had lived for over twenty years longer. How could they not notice something was amiss with their son? Wen Yu's parents exchanged glances at each other at the dinner table, with Wen Yu's mother speaking first: "Wen Yu, how are you and Wen Yu doing lately? She's been away for training these past few days, right? So you won't see each other for a while yet?"
Wen Yu just focused on eating and simply responded with a "hmm" to his mother's concern.
Mom asked again: "Did you and Wenyu have a fight?"
Wen Yuhui: "No."
How could it be otherwise? Wen Yu's mother exchanged glances with her father, each with their own guesses. When did it all start? I can't remember exactly, but I have the impression it's been a long time. Wen Yu has either been back to live with them or in the company dorms. I don't know how long it's been since I last visited Wen Yu's house.
Wen Yu's parents were terrified, fearing a quarrel between their son and Wen Yu. They knew their son was good-tempered. Wen Yu, though seemingly easygoing, actually had her own opinions, though she never voiced them. Wen Yu's mother felt that such a woman was scheming and difficult to handle. Wen Yu had never been rebellious, and his relationship history was relatively simple. His mother feared he would be dominated by Wen Yu.
Wen Yu's father was more direct than his mother. While sipping his white wine, he asked Wen Yu, "When are you planning to have a child?"
Wen Yu stopped eating and looked at his father with amusement: "Why would you have a child if you haven't even gotten married yet?"
At this time, the mother interrupted and said, "You will get married sooner or later anyway, so what's the harm in having a baby earlier?" Her dark eyes rolled around, and she exchanged glances with Wen Yu's father. Finally, she told Wen Yu what she had already discussed with Wen Yu's father -
"Wenyu's family is better off than ours, and we acknowledge that. A woman like Wenyu, with her family's wealth, a good job, and good looks, must have high standards. Don't let your guard down just because she's yours. To tie a woman down, you still have to make her pregnant and give birth."
Wen Yu's father continued, "Your mother is right. So we are asking you if you and Wen Yu had a fight and you no longer want to sleep together."
Mom said, "When Wenyu comes back from training, go and try to please her! Women are easy to please."
Wen Yu said: "I didn't quarrel with her."
"It doesn't matter whether you quarrel or not. The most important thing is that you have to live with Wenyu." Mom continued to brainwash her. "Don't you young people like to eat in a romantic way? Drink some red wine with dinner. Once you have a little wine, the atmosphere will be lively. Everything you do next will follow naturally."
“…”
Wen Yu continued to eat without answering. His father couldn't stand his silence. His parents were also indifferent to him. After raising him up, he finally grew up strong. His father said in a bad tone, "Is it you who doesn't want to do it, or is it Wen Yu who doesn't want to do it?"
Mom also looked at Wen Yu. Wen Yu frowned irritably. Seeing her son's expression, Mom guessed what she had, so she gave Wen Yu another suggestion: "Even if Wen Yu doesn't want to, there is a way to solve it. Didn't I just tell you that you can drink? Let Wen Yu have a few drinks. When she's drunk, she won't know anything. Women are not as strong as men. Let her get pregnant quickly. When a woman's belly is big, she won't think about other things anymore."
Mom and Dad looked at Wen Yu with bright eyes. They felt that what they said made a lot of sense and that it was a brilliant idea.
Wen Yu's brows remained furrowed, even more so than before. He knew Wen Yu was no match for him in a brute-force situation. Getting her drunk and having sex would be easy. His parents had devised this tactic because they were illiterate and had always wanted a woman to bear children to carry on the family line. Wen Yu had plans to marry and have children, but he disdained to use such despicable tactics to coerce a woman into submission.
"Let's talk about it after Wen Yu comes back." Wen Yu knew that he couldn't reason with his parents, so he just said perfunctorily, "Let's eat first and stop talking about this."
Wen Yu's parents noticed their son's impatience and, for a moment, didn't dare to say anything. After a few bites of their food, his mother couldn't help but advise him, "Then your marriage to Wen Yu should be easy to discuss, right? Should we take wedding photos? Where should we take them? Have we ordered the wedding dress?... There are so many things to do. Why don't you discuss it with Wen Yu?"
Wen Yu: “…”
Can I still eat properly? Wen Yu said anxiously: "I know! I will call Wen Yu later and discuss it with her!"
When Wen Yu called, Wen Yu had already changed into formal attire and headed to the banquet hall. She had returned from the beach and had a quick shower. The air conditioning in the banquet hall was strong, so she wore a long-sleeved suit jacket over her shirt, and her one-piece skirt hugged her hips and thighs tightly. Unaccustomed to wearing stockings, she slipped barefoot into her high heels.
Around the corner from the banquet hall, Wen Yu answered a call from Wen Yu. He asked her about things like ordering a wedding dress and photos. In this charming coastal town, Wen Yu had almost forgotten Wen Yu's existence, let alone the idea of a wedding dress or photos. Wen Yu's call was like a hammer, nailing her to a dungeon from which she could not escape.
She leaned against the wall, answering Wen Yu's questions perfunctorily. She was so depressed and hopeless that she didn't notice Pan Xianchen approaching her step by step.
It was not until the light in front of her was blocked by someone that she suddenly looked up and saw Pan Xianchen's ashen face.
"I've been waiting for you." Pan Xianchen stared at Wen Yu and said.
Wen Yu pointed to her cell phone, as if to tell him that she was on the phone.
"Who are you talking to on the phone?" Pan Xianchen asked knowingly, even though he didn't see her gesture.
“…”
Wen Yu listened to the person on the other end of the phone and did not respond to Pan Xianchen.
Pan Xianchen looked at Wen Yu coldly, wanting to snatch her phone and throw it away. He restrained himself, but his gaze swept over Wen Yu's face aggressively: her eyes, her nose, her mouth.
The prey can always sense the crisis at the moment before being hunted.
Wen Yu seemed to sense something, and she subconsciously frowned. Pan Xianchen's hands clamped around her face and chin like iron cuffs, while his left hand, as gentle as a feather, caressed her lips inch by inch. She remembered their first kiss in the bar.
In an instant, Pan Xianchen's shadow enveloped her like the sky, the earth, and the entire world. Before he bit her, he said, "It's been a long time since I kissed you. I miss it so much..."
Wen Yu was blocked by him and couldn't make a sound.
The phone is connected.
Wen Yu's mind exploded with a bang, and the familiar masculine scent washed over her like a tidal wave. Like crushing a plate of crystal cake, kneading a ball of plasticine, sucking on a popsicle, like fiercely slapping in the deep sea... They kept making this sound.
Wen Yu opened her eyes and saw Pan Xianchen's eyes were closed. Although she couldn't see his gaze, she seemed to fully sense his emotions. His rage, his jealousy, his embarrassment, his recklessness... As he pressed on, Wen Yu felt these complex emotions ignite within her. She was angry, shocked, sad, and embarrassed.
She tried with all her might, but couldn't push him away. He was as solid and unstoppable as a wall of iron. Wen Yu steeled her heart and bit down. Instantly, the smell of burning rust filled their mouths.
Pan Xianchen finally let her go.
Wen Yu had a moment to catch her breath, then hung up the phone. She looked at Pan Xianchen in disbelief, her voice hoarse. "Teacher Pan, I want to ask you, what are you doing?"
Pan Xianchen casually wiped his mouth, leaving a light trace of blood on his thumb. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Can't you see? It's obvious. I'm telling the man on the phone that you're mine."
“…”
Wen Yu looked at him speechlessly, her emotions burning like a fire. She stared, her brow furrowed, and asked him in disbelief, "Do you know who I'm talking to on the phone?"
He admitted, “Yes.”
"Did you do this on purpose?"
He continued: "Yes."
“…”
Wen Yu didn't know what words to use to describe the man in front of her, nor did she know what to do next in her confused state. Her chest was still heaving violently from the passionate kiss just now. After a while, she could only curse him fiercely: "Nervous!"
"You're crazy?" Pan Xianchen laughed in anger. He pinched Wen Yu's chin again and retorted with the same viciousness, "You forced me to do that!"
Wen Yu called again.
Wen Yu looked down and tried to turn around to answer the call. Pan Xianchen clamped his fist around her wrist, causing her to feel a sharp pain. Holding the phone with one hand became difficult, and she couldn't even press the answer button.
Wen Yu used her free hand to push him away, but he went all out and simply pressed her hands together, holding them in his own. He bound her wrists like a prisoner. Wen Yu was mortified. She tried to escape, but her strength was too limited. No matter how far she moved, Pan Xianchen easily pulled her back. She felt like a mouse being teased by a cat, the cat's pleasure before a meal, the mouse's humiliation before death.
Perhaps feeling she was too restless, Pan Xianchen exerted a little force and simply pushed her against the wall. He held her hand high above her head, and her cell phone rang continuously above their heads.
Pan Xianchen pressed his knee against Wen Yu and threatened her, "If you take it, I'll kiss you."
“…”
Wen Yu's hand hurt so much that she couldn't speak. Tears of physicality, grievance, and shame filled her eyes. This posture made her feel very insecure. She thought she must look very ugly now.
"Why are you crying?" Pan Xianchen said, "Aren't you going to answer the phone? Go ahead. No one will have an easy time anyway!"
The phone stopped ringing.
Wen Yu's eyes could no longer hold back the tears, which burst out like a flood.
Someone was talking in the distance. Gradually, it seemed as if someone was approaching. The dinner host came over and found Pan Xianchen. He said, "Mr. Pan, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. The leaders' speeches will be starting soon. Please hurry in!"
"Okay, I got it. Right there."
The host glanced curiously behind Pan Xianchen, as if someone was hiding there. But Pan Xianchen's tall figure blocked his view, clearly trying to prevent him from prying. The host pretended he hadn't seen anything and walked back to the banquet hall, full of suspicion.
Wen Yu took advantage of this opportunity to run away. Pan Xianchen turned around and only saw her back as she fled in panic in high heels.
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