Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Did I ruin your plan?
What did he want her to say?
Wen Yu didn't know. She felt as if nothing she said was right. Her identity was wrong, the timing was wrong, everything was wrong.
She lowered her head, bit her lip, and didn't speak for a long time.
Pan Xianchen took off his glasses, leaned back in his chair with his arms folded, and looked at her quietly without saying a word.
“…”
“…”
The wall clock in the office was ticking, and the woman in front of him was like a scarecrow. Time never stopped, and she also stood guard, as if she would stand there forever.
Pan Xianchen took a deep breath and became the first bird to land on the scarecrow, breaking the deathly silence.
"Are you a primary school student standing in the corner as punishment?"
"No."
"Then you just stood there motionless?"
"You didn't let me go."
“…”
Pan Xianchen took another breath. She was so right! She only knew how to choke him!
"Okay! Then come here." He signaled with his eyes, directing her to move forward and closer to him.
Wen Yu estimated the distance between them, and instead of moving forward, he took a small step back.
Pan Xianchen: “…”
He sarcastically said to her with a dark face: "Did I say it the wrong way? Or did you not listen carefully?" He opened the drawer with a clang and rummaged through it. After a while, he walked over with something in his hand and approached her.
"Why are you going back on your word?" Pan Xianchen flipped through a notebook in front of Wen Yu. He pointed at a page and asked, "Look for yourself. What did you promise?"
Wen Yu glanced at it, then: "..."
No way? This was her written guarantee? She promised to listen carefully to him and not let him down, then begged for forgiveness. And he actually kept this mess as evidence?
Wen Yu looked up at Pan Xianchen, who was staring at her with such intense eyes that it seemed as if he was about to burn two holes in her face.
I shouldn't have played such tricks if I had known this earlier.
Wen Yu quickly knelt down: "I'm sorry..."
"Don't say sorry." Pan Xianchen interrupted her. He was so angry that he wanted to roll up his notebook and use it as a stick to hit her on the head like a real class teacher.
Dongdong——
There was a knock on the door, and it was pushed open. Yan Qianqian poked her head in and greeted with a playful smile, "My dear brother?"
Pan Xianchen: “…”
Wen Yu turned her head and saw Yan Qianqian's eyes were also on her.
Pan Xianchen temporarily let Wen Yu go and asked Yan Qianqian, "Why are you here?"
"I came to play with you!"
"I have something else to do."
Yan Qianqian's inquiring gaze swept back and forth between Pan Xianchen and Wen Yu. She deliberately picked the softest persimmon to squeeze: "Sister? Do you have anything else to say?"
"No more." Wen Yu said quickly, "Mr. Pan, I'm going out first."
The door was closed by a gust of wind.
Pan Xianchen stared coldly at Yan Qianqian. Yan Qianqian sat down on the sofa, blinking and asking him, "What's wrong? Did I ruin your plan?"
Pan Xianchen returned to his chair and sat down: "I have to work. I don't have time to play with you."
"I'll just sit here with you, I won't disturb you."
"Go upstairs and find your dad. Sit with him."
"My dad told me to leave him alone and he told me to come down to see you."
“…”
"Hehe." Yan Qianqian smiled ingratiatingly, "I haven't been back to China for a long time. My dad won't let me go out. I've been staying at home these days and I'm almost emo... What's so fun about this?"
"This is my office." Pan Xianchen emphasized.
"You're so boring." Yan Qianqian pouted and didn't intend to pay attention to him anymore, so she leaned back on the sofa and started watching Douyin.
“…”
Hot Douyin songs and Yan Qianqian's silvery laughter emanated from Pan Xianchen's office. Ye Yinuo slid over to sit next to Wen Yu's desk, eating the lychees Wen Yu had brought while munching on some melons. "Whose daughter is that in there?"
Wen Yu looked at Ye Yinuo eating one bite at a time without any hesitation and said, "How should I know?"
"Didn't you just run into them in there? Didn't you hear what they were talking about?" Ye Yinuo clicked his tongue twice and commented, "No matter where this young lady came from, she definitely has a complicated relationship with Pan Gou."
Wen Yu recalled what he had just seen and heard in Pan Xianchen’s office. The young girl in designer clothes called him “brother” affectionately. He wondered if she was his biological brother, or... ?
"Just listen to this, what a negative influence this is! In the office, they're laughing and joking, indulging in debauchery in broad daylight, and being licentious beyond measure... I watch my brother's concerts on my phone secretly, sometimes even on mute, and yet they're doing it in broad daylight..."
Wen Yu: “…”
"You should eat less." Wen Yu interrupted Ye Yinuo.
“…”
Ye Yinuo was like a stunned groundhog, holding a freshly peeled lychee. He looked at Wen Yu, then at the dwindling lychees on the small plate, and lied with his eyes open: "I only ate three or four of your lychees..."
"...I asked you to eat less melon."
"oh."
Ye Yinuo nodded, put the lychee in his hand into his mouth, chewed it while taking a new one from the plate.
Wen Yu snatched it back: "Eat less lychees, don't even leave a few for me."
Wen Yu and Ye Yinuo took the elevator home from work. As the elevator door was about to close, someone outside shouted, "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Then there was the sound of someone slamming the elevator button.
The elevator door, which was about to close, opened again. Yan Qianqian stood in front of the elevator door with her hands on her hips, and said to Pan Xianchen proudly, "Thanks to my quick hands!"
Pan Xianchen followed Yan Qianqian into the elevator.
Wen Yu glanced at him and then looked away. How rare! He actually got off work so early? Why?
Wen Yu couldn't help but look at Yan Qianqian. Yan Qianqian was like a cheerful little chicken, chirping, "What delicious food are you planning to take me to eat? You know I'm very picky. I don't like ordinary food."
After a while, she said again: "Isn't this the private kitchen opened by Brother Ning Kai? I don't want it. I don't want to eat Chinese food today!"
…
By the time they reached the first floor, Yan Qianqian and Pan Xianchen hadn't yet decided where to go for a good meal. Wen Yu got off the elevator first and said goodbye to Ye Yinuo, who clearly had a lot to say. As soon as the elevator door closed, Wen Yu's WeChat phone started ringing non-stop.
Qianjin: I guarantee with my brother's character that they are definitely having an affair!
Wen Xiaoyu: That’s not necessary. There are not many brothers in the domestic entertainment industry who can guarantee me. It’s too unlucky.
Qianjin: My brother is different!
Qianjin: ...That’s not the point!
Qianjin: The point is, Pan Gou works overtime every day, but today he suddenly got off work on time and even took a little sister out for a delicious meal...
Qianjin: Ah! I saw them in the same car! Pan Gou was the driver, and the little girl was sitting in the passenger seat! How ambiguous!
Qianjin: They left... and passed by me, and I saw the little sister smiling so happily!
Qianjin: Pan is such a jerk! He was looking at you lovingly not long ago, and now he's changed his mind. I need to delete that photo from my camera! It's disgusting!
Wen Yu finished watching Ye Yinuo's live broadcast from the parking lot and didn't know what to say. There was no wind tonight, the sky was heavy and oppressive, the heavy black clouds were muffled, the cicadas chirping under the trees were muffled, and Wen Yu felt muffled too.
She returned home and took a shower. When she came out after changing her clothes, Wen Yu had also returned.
Before leaving work, Wen Yu sent her a WeChat message to discuss going out for dinner that night. There was a newly opened Turkish restaurant with a long line, and he had made a reservation. Wen Yu agreed.
They would occasionally go out for a meal like this, with Wen Yu driving and Wen Yu sitting beside him giving him directions. Wen Yu had a poor sense of direction and would need the navigation system to navigate a route he had driven two or three times.
Wen Yu parked the car and walked into the packed Turkish restaurant with Wen Yu.
The waiter led them to a seat by the window. Wen Yu ordered the dishes based on Dianping.com. Wen Yu looked around the restaurant and turned to look at the bustling crowd outside the window.
There were many people queuing outside the store, mostly young men and women, some close friends. Wen Yu casually glanced at their unfamiliar faces, and suddenly—a young face was magnified in front of her.
Yan Qianqian stood outside the glass, waving at her with a look of surprise on her face: "Hey! Hey! You are the sister in the office!"
Wen Yu: “…”
"Do you still remember me?" Yan Qianqian shouted.
Many people nearby looked over, including diners in the restaurant and a long queue outside.
...It's great to be young. Wen Yu didn't want to shout like her and attract attention, so she smiled faintly and nodded to Yan Qianqian.
"I envy you guys! You're already eating, and there are 45 tables ahead of us!"
“…”
Wen Yu looked past Yan Qianqian at the person behind her and found that it was not Pan Xianchen, but another young woman she didn't know. She seemed to be the same age as Yan Qianqian and might be a classmate.
The two young women chatted face to face for a few words. Yan Qianqian suddenly tore up the waiting ticket for the 45th table ahead and said to Wen Yu, "There are too many people in front of us. We won't wait any longer. Sister, take your time eating and remember to tell me if it tastes good!"
The two young women ran off like a gust of wind. Wen Yu watched Yan Qianqian's back as she flew away like a bird, wondering aimlessly why she wasn't eating with Pan Xianchen. Didn't they get out of the same car?
Wen Yu was absentmindedly eating mixed kabab. Unexpectedly, Yan Qianqian actually came to ask her if it was delicious. She had somehow gotten her WeChat ID, but the message she sent to add her as a friend was simply: "Sister, is it delicious?" Wen Yu almost thought Xiao Zheng had changed his account.
But if you think about it carefully, the intersection between her and Yan Qianqian is that person. It seems that he was the one who launched her WeChat account.
What is this operation?
Wen Yu added Yan Qianqian as a friend, and the next second——
The other party is typing...
Qianwan Millionaire: Hello sister, my name is Yan Qianqian.
Qianwanfuwen: If I asked you to rate this restaurant on a scale of one to ten, how many points would you give it?
Wen Yu: “…”
Wen Xiaoyu: 7 points.
Qianwanfuwen: Huh? So low?
Wen Yu: “…”
Is this low? Wen Yu felt that the upper-middle level was already acceptable.
Qianwanfuren: I'm the type of person who only wants 10 points. If the food isn't absolutely delicious, I won't eat it. If the clothes aren't absolutely beautiful, I won't wear them. Of course, if someone doesn't really like me, I won't want them either!
Qianwanfuweng: That's fine, I'll avoid this place. Thanks, sister. I won't bother you anymore.
"Have you finished eating?"
Wen Yu came back to his senses and looked up at Wen Yu, who had already taken out his phone, ready to scan the code to pay.
Looking at his calm, silent and unperturbed face, Wen Yu asked inexplicably, "Do you think this restaurant is delicious?"
Wen Yu replied: "It's okay, right? It's not bad at all."
"Will you come to eat next time?"
Wen Yu frowned and asked, "Who knows next time? If I happen to pass by and there aren't so many people lining up, maybe I'll come back to eat there again."
Wen Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The line on the phone, "If the person doesn't like it very much, I won't want it," burned into her eyes and heart like fire, making her eye sockets hot and her chest burning like a prairie fire.
Is Pan Xianchen the person Yan Qianqian likes very much?
Wen Yu thought: What about me? Who is the person I really like?
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