Chapter 55 Next time we meet, I'll get my revenge.
Before they knew it, it was time for the two of them to go on a business trip.
Because Xiao Wu had a lot of things to carry, it was a bit inconvenient, so she rode in Wen Jing's car with Song Nian'an.
After having breakfast and packing their luggage, Wen Jing helped lift the suitcases and load them into the car.
The two people inside the car were chattering away.
"We'll be staying in City A for quite a few days this time, right?"
"Yes, to be on the safe side, it may take about half a month."
"Wow, this means I get paid leave!"
...
Hearing their conversation, his eyelids twitched.
I never expected that they would be traveling to the same city for business!
But then she smiled smugly, staring at the boy in the car with a puzzled expression.
The car quickly arrived at the airport.
Song Nian'an and Xiao Wu spotted a slightly anxious-looking man in a baseball uniform standing to the side, eagerly waiting.
It was as if he was searching for his beloved wife who had been separated from him for many years.
Song Nian'an chuckled, then quietly slapped him hard from behind.
Cheng Letian was so frightened he almost jumped up. After seeing who it was, he patted his chest with lingering fear.
You scared me to death!
Despite his complaints, his eyes lit up the moment he saw the charming and adorable little girl behind Song Nian'an.
"Is this the little girl you were talking about, Xiao Wu?"
He winked at Song Nian'an and, after receiving confirmation, immediately went to help Xiao Wu carry her luggage.
Song Nian'an: "..."
What happened to the deep brotherhood we were promised?
Song Nian'an suddenly felt betrayed.
"It's getting late, I have to go now."
Wen Jing gently embraced the boy and softly kissed his forehead.
Her voice carried a subtle hint of flirtation, "I'll let you off this time, but next time we meet, I'll get my revenge."
Cheng Letian watched in stunned silence.
Song Nian'an blushed and pushed the person away, her eyes darting around, "There are so many people watching, be more reserved."
But a little voice inside me was screaming wildly.
【Ahhh! Just how ruthless are they? Is this some kind of play I've never seen before?!】
What should I do?! I really want to know!
Wen Jing coughed lightly, feeling uneasy, and a suspicious blush rose to her ears.
"I'm leaving now."
After all, he had an important lunch appointment, so he had to leave earlier than Song Nian'an and the others.
After Wen Jing left, Song Nian'an became a "waiting-for-husband stone".
The seminar they attended was jointly organized by the most famous architectural firm in the country, North China University. On the plane, bored, Song Nian'an began to flip through past years' materials and designers' concepts, while the whispers of the two men could be heard in his ears.
"Little Wu, why don't you have a boyfriend? I think you're so cute!! What do you usually do at home? Do you like watching movies? I love watching movies!"
"I'm okay with watching movies, but I prefer watching anime."
"I'm into anime too! And I'm really good at video games!"
Forget about playing video games; no girl would want to play with you.
"Sure, I like playing games too. When can we play together?"
Song Nian'an: "..."
He shook his head gently and smiled helplessly.
Just as I was about to lean against the window and take a nap, I vaguely saw what looked like a familiar figure in front of me.
He narrowed his eyes.
But that figure was quickly swallowed up by the crowd.
After getting off the plane, the three of them took a taxi directly to their hotel.
Cheng Letian and Song Nian'an shared a room. After unpacking their luggage, the two went to visit the professor in his room.
Cheng Letian really seemed like a tourist, having done no homework whatsoever. He looked at every word the professor said with an air of ignorance in his eyes.
His carefree manner, filled with interjections like "ah" and "huh?", actually made the whole team atmosphere very relaxed.
The two senior students looked much more professional; they had even prepared their lecture notes and design drafts from previous years.
The group strolled around the neighborhood for a while, visited the museum, and returned in the evening.
The dim yellow streetlights cast long shadows on people.
Song Nian'an felt a void in her heart and couldn't help but sigh.
Ten hours after leaving my husband, my longing for him surged like a tidal wave.
I miss him.
"..."
"Tsk, why are there so many mosquitoes? Nian'an, let's hurry up and go."
Cheng Letian slapped his leg, leaving a trail of bright red blood on his skin.
He wiped himself with a bit of disgust, then grabbed a tissue and wiped again and again.
After dealing with all of this, he asked with a puzzled look, "Why didn't you say anything?"
Song Nian'an: "..."
What a mood-ruining straight man!
At 11 p.m., someone knocked on their door.
Song Nian'an, still half asleep, sat up and went to call Cheng Letian to open the door.
Cheng Letian was seen half-naked, leaning against the bed with his legs crossed, grinning and looking at his phone, seemingly chatting with someone.
Song Nian'an had no choice but to open the door herself.
The moment the door opened.
Song Nian'an's eyes widened.
Surprised and shocked, "What are you doing here?"
Wen Jing kissed him on the lips, her eyes filled with laughter, "Didn't someone miss me?"
Song Nian'an stepped aside to let him in, and her heart skipped a beat the moment she closed the door.
—Cheng Letian was still jumping around on the bed in his underwear!
He immediately chased after it in a panic.
Wen Jing stared at Cheng Letian with an inscrutable expression.
This is bad!
"President Wen..."
Cheng Letian called out weakly, then shrank back into the blankets, too afraid to move.
Song Nian'an coughed lightly, "That, actually is..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Jing chuckled softly.
"I thought it was some kind of steamy scene."
Although it was meant as a joke, both of them sensed a dangerous undertone.
Wen Jing tilted his head back slightly. "I'll borrow your room for a bit. You can stay in the next room for the night. Here's your room key."
Cheng Letian quickly dressed, head down, grabbed his room key, and slipped away.
The door beeped shut, and Song Nian'an's heart tightened. "Weren't you away on a business trip? What are you doing here?"
Wen Jing smiled enigmatically, "I'm also here on a business trip. I missed you, so I came to see you."
Song Nian'an blushed, her heart pounding wildly.
When she got closer and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Wen Jing, she quickly helped him lie down.
"Why did you drink? Is your hotel far from here? I'll come to you next time. Just send me your location. I don't have anything else to do."
"I didn't drink much, just a little, but I feel a bit dizzy."
Wen Jing took Song Nian'an's hand and touched her forehead.
Wen Jing, drunk, had a flushed face, looking exactly like a domineering CEO who had tried to abstain but ended up being seduced instead.
Her thin lips also glistened with an alluring moisture.
Song Nian'an lowered her head as if bewitched.
As their lips met, a triumphant smile flashed in Wen Jing's eyes.
He suddenly flipped over and pinned Song Nian'an beneath him, deepening the kiss.
"Hmm!"
The moon, ashamed, slipped into the clouds and disappeared into the horizon.
After an unknown amount of time, Song Nian'an hastily reached out and covered Wen Jing's mouth, too tired to keep her eyes open.
He gently nuzzled Wen Jing's chin and said in a soft voice, "Goodnight, husband."
He turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
Wen Jing chuckled softly, took a towel and wiped Song Nian'an clean, then hugged him and fell asleep together.
The next morning, Song Nian'an was awakened by the incessant ringing of the notification bell. She groggily grabbed it and glanced at it, instantly becoming fully awake.
Today's Headline - Wen Jing's Secret Hotel Rendezvous During Business Trip!
The photos were taken in front of their hotel, and the paparazzi also included a video with a gossipy commentary that fueled speculation.
"Recently, our reporter was following a young actress in her new drama. We thought it would be another fruitless day, but we unexpectedly captured the president of the Wen Group, Mr. Wen, telling his driver to park the car some distance away and walking into the hotel, looking flustered."
The paparazzi who were secretly taking the photos exclaimed in amazement.
"Holy crap, isn't that Wen Jing?"
"It looks like it! Ah, it's him! This is big news!"
"I remember he was married, wasn't he?"
"Yes, I heard it's a man..."
After fermenting overnight, the matter has exploded on the trending topics, and many people have also dug up the ambiguous video of Wen Jing and A Nian at the competition that day. Several other trending topics have also followed suit.
#Wen Jing cheated
#Wen Jing meets his secret lover at night; the CEO is bisexual.
#WenJing'sWife
#BlankA-Nian's Performance Match Video
Song Nian'an covered her face with one hand and sighed deeply, unable to explain herself.
Wen Jing's affair was with his wife, who was also the host Anian, who played exhibition matches with him.
Abstract, too abstract.
These heartless paparazzi.
The comments were also bizarre.
"What's so strange about this kind of thing happening to a CEO like this? It's all a mix of truth and fiction. The one he keeps at home is mostly just for show. He can play around with her whenever he wants."
"Exactly, someone as handsome as him must be a womanizer."
After a few seconds of suffocation, Song Nian'an immediately called her assistant, asking him to contact the company's public relations department in advance to suppress the news and remove it from the trending topics. A scandal at such a crucial moment in the bidding process would inevitably affect Wen Jing and the company's image.
After all that, Wen Jing was already awake.
Song Nian'an rattled off the whole story in a very anxious tone.
Wen Jing pondered for a moment, then said, "Don't worry, I have a plan."
He wanted to reveal Song Nian'an's identity, but he was reluctant to do so because he had previously promised not to reveal it for the time being.
Besides, Song Nian'an is still in school, so we can only be patient for now.
An hour later, Wen Jing returned to her hotel and posted a lawyer's letter on Weibo, suing the paparazzi company that had taken the photos without her consent. The letter included the following sentence:
It's pure fabrication. He was in a meeting or on a business trip. The paparazzi took things out of context. He is absolutely loyal to his wife.
Public opinion suddenly reversed, and President Wen's domineering declaration of love for his wife caused countless female fans to scream.
But the matter is far from over.
Few people know about his business trip; besides his assistants, only Song Nian'an knows, so it shouldn't be discovered.
Then this matter is not as simple as just secretly filming a female celebrity and incidentally filming him.
Thinking about the upcoming bidding process, he frowned and made a call to his assistant.
"Check the accounts of the reporters who took the photos and their recent contacts."
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