Chapter 58 Are You a Pig?
Tang Weisheng stood up on his own in the end. A boss is a boss. Even if he was vomiting blood in his heart, he still looked as calm as an old dog.
Cui Yaocheng followed behind in fear, worried that the fire at the city gate would affect everyone. Wen Shuang even saw him making the sign of the cross on his chest.
Not really, Wen Shuang thought. He felt that Tang Weisheng was not as scary as the rumors said.
Cui Yaocheng's respectful attitude awakened Cui Mingsheng to a great extent. The rich young man finally showed fear, stood up with the help of his bodyguard, and then quickly left the recording site without saying a word.
The contract needed to be redrafted, and Zhu Lian was completely overwhelmed! But thinking about what those men had done to Lin Nuan, as a woman, she couldn't help but feel angry. She didn't blame Wen Shuang, but contacted the relevant person in charge and went directly to the legal department.
Wen Shuang and Lin Nuan found an open space to sit down and rest. Lin Nuan didn't dare to speak, as she could feel that Wen Shuang was still angry.
"Is it always like this in Chuanyu?" Wen Shuang spoke first.
Lin Nuan's mind was a little confused, "What?"
"Kneel down and apologize and admit your mistake. They ask you to do this." Wen Shuang said in a calm tone, as if she did not think this was such a humiliating or difficult thing to talk about.
His attitude soothed Lin Nuan, who lowered her head: "It's not that bad."
Some things don't need to be explained too clearly.
Lin Nuan thought she had long lost the ability to tell the truth, but she never imagined that one day she would be able to open her wounds and let Wen Shuang see them.
An hour later, Zhu Lian came down from upstairs with the new contract and bumped into Wang Zhu who had returned to avoid the limelight. Zhu Lian felt unlucky when she saw his face that looked like old tree bark.
Wang Zhu, however, acted as if nothing had happened. When he learned that the new contract was to shoot with Wen Shuang, he rolled his eyes and smiled.
During the shoot, Wang Zhu kept winking and gesturing at Lin Nuan, asking him to get closer to Wen Shuang. Wen Shuang was now a trending topic, and Wang Zhu naturally didn't want to miss out. However, the usually obedient Lin Nuan acted as if she didn't see anything. She just posed however the photographer asked her to, even leaning against her for some poses that required her to put her arm around someone's shoulder, not daring to get too close.
Wen Shuang watched Wang Zhu jumping up and down over there for a long time, and whispered, "It's okay, just stay close to me."
“No need.” Lin Nuan insisted.
It was already seven in the evening when the filming ended. Wang Zhu's face was not very good, but after all, their partner had changed from the unknown Cui Mingsheng to Wen Shuang, so they made a profit. They could leave the later hype to the public relations department. Seeing that Wen Shuang and Zhu Lian were not willing to pay attention to him, Wang Zhu did not rush to get close to them. He said a few words of gratitude and left with Lin Nuan.
"Sister Zhu, can Lin Nuan terminate her contract with Chuanyu?" Wen Shuang asked.
Zhu Lian pondered for a moment. "Normally, that's not possible. Chuanyu is ruthless, especially since Lin Nuan is so well-off. But if you ask President Xuan for help, it's possible."
Wen Shuang was quiet for a moment, "Let's go back to the hotel first."
Zhu Lian booked his own room, while Wen Shuang's room was booked by Xuan Zhe. They were in the presidential suite on the 23rd floor. The two agreed to contact each other by phone if there was anything. Zhu Lian was too tired to go upstairs, so he didn't send Wen Shuang upstairs.
Wen Shuang found the room with the room card. After verifying her identity, she was about to push the door open when the door of another room across the street suddenly opened. A man came out. He was not wearing the suit and tie he wore during the day, but a light grey casual outfit. Not to mention that he looked quite good. The other person had always been very perceptive, and he turned around suddenly when he felt the burning gaze.
Their eyes met, and Tang Weisheng's pupils trembled slightly.
Tang Weisheng: “…”
Damn it, you can't get through, right?
"What a coincidence." Wen Shuang smiled brightly, "You live next door, so we are neighbors."
Tang Weisheng wished he could just carry the airport and run away!
He was originally an atheist, but after another confrontation with Wen Shuang, he discovered that "magnetic field incompatibility" is a very mysterious and magical thing. Meeting this person is guaranteed to be bad news!
Tang Weisheng moved cautiously, then quickly opened the door and went back in the same way he came out. He then called the front desk and asked to change rooms immediately. Unexpectedly, the woman on the other end of the phone had a sweet voice and told him a sad news: because of the impending typhoon, many flights were cancelled, the presidential rooms were full, and there were only a few standard rooms left.
Tang Weisheng had raised his quality of life to a level unimaginable to ordinary people through his own abilities over the years. He couldn't even remember what a standard room looked like. After a moment's hesitation between living in a cramped environment and living next door to Wen Shuang, he decisively chose the latter. At worst, he wouldn't go out!
Wen Shuang looked at herself in the mirror after entering the room, but she didn't see her face was green and her teeth were fangs. Why was Tang Weisheng so scared?
Just as she was thinking about Xuanzhe, a video popped up. Wen Shuang's eyes lit up and she dived into the soft bed.
As soon as the screen was connected, something pink blocked the camera lens. Xuanzhe heard a "mua!" and then he saw that it was Wen Shuang who kissed the camera lens. The young man lay on the bed and smiled at him: "Did you miss me?"
Xuanzhe took a deep breath and asked, "What do you think?"
I miss you, of course I miss you. I feel like something is missing after not seeing you for a whole day. I feel empty and unfulfilled.
"How was the shoot today?" Xuanzhe asked casually.
"It's generally okay." Wen Shuang thought for a moment and then said what she could say. "I just had some unpleasantness with the boss's nephew, but it's all resolved. By the way, Xuanzhe, Tang Weisheng is also in City B, and he spoke up for me today."
"Yeah." Xuan Zhe looked down at the computer. Zhu Lian's report on it was completely different from what Wen Shuang said.
"Xuanzhe, I think Tang Weisheng has some misunderstandings about me." Wen Shuang continued.
Xuanzhe didn't respond, but what he was thinking was, what kind of misunderstanding could there be? First you took off his pants, then scared him into the pool, and today you made him fall. Everyone has psychological trauma.
But Tang Weisheng's help to Wen Shuang was indeed beyond Xuan Zhe's expectations. He had taken over the Xuan family's business in recent years, and rarely returned to the old house after owning Qingzhou Villa. He had only heard news about Tang Weisheng from others, and the two had met very few times.
Tang Weisheng had previously threatened Wen Shuang with the contract issue. If it hadn't been for the huge blow he suffered at the time and the thought of jumping off the building, Xuan Zhe would have definitely settled the score.
"When are you coming home?" Wen Shuang turned over and picked up a menu on the bedside table to look at it.
"It's almost time. I heard there was a typhoon." Xuanzhe looked unhappy. "It won't affect your return, will it?"
As if to specifically contradict Xuan Zhe, the sky in a corner of the background was gloomy, dark clouds were rolling in, and a plastic bag was blown high up.
Wen Shuang glanced outside and didn't look too happy. "Anyway, I'll go back as soon as I can."
After the two of them had been together for a while, Xuanzhe asked Wen Shuang to go eat. When the waiter brought the food, it was already pitch black outside. A strong wind was howling, and soon raindrops were hitting the window densely, which was a heart-wrenching sound.
Wen Shuang rarely had the stomach to eat, and finally attributed it to the fact that Xuanzhe was not there.
They really hadn't been apart for more than a day. Wen Shuang put the cold food into the kitchen and turned on the TV, but she still felt it was very empty. This presidential suite had two floors, with an open-air swimming pool in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and not a single light was reflected on the water.
Bored Wen Shuang thought about it, took the room card and went out.
Just then, the waiter who was delivering food to Tang Weisheng came up with a cart. Wen Shuang smiled warmly and stood beside him. "This guest is an acquaintance of mine."
Those who can live here are either rich or noble, so it is normal for everyone to be in contact with each other. The waiter nodded politely without any doubt.
The waiter rang the doorbell first, and Wen Shuang stood against the wall, which was a blind spot for the person opening the door. Then the door opened, and after the waiter went in, Wen Shuang suddenly jumped out, "Hey!"
If it were an ordinary person, Tang Weisheng would have kicked him into a mural. But the person before him was different. Fear and shame came from instinct. Tang Weisheng subconsciously stepped back to distance himself from Wen Shuang, but he forgot that there was a waiter pushing a cart behind him. Under the violent collision...
“Crash—”
"Bang—"
Wen Shuang: “…”
The food cart overturned, and oil and water splashed all over Tang Weisheng's body.
The waiter was so scared that his face turned pale. He stood up and kept apologizing, while Tang Weisheng sat on the ground motionless. After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Wen Shuang with an expression neither sad nor happy.
For a moment, he really considered whether he would be less unlucky if he crushed the person in front of him to death.
If I make a mistake, Tang Weisheng thought, the law and death are both fine, there is no need to do this.
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Wen Shuang didn't expect the man to react so violently, so she hurried forward and helped Tang Weisheng up with the waiter.
This time Tang Weisheng did not resist. He had already let it go. Really, if this person was his "natural enemy", then there was no way to hide from him. He wanted to see how bad he could get.
When people are pushed to their limits, they surpass themselves.
Tang Weisheng pulled his arm away and signaled the waiter to clean up the place. Then he asked Wen Shuang word by word, "What do you want?"
"I didn't plan to do anything..." Wen Shuang said softly, "I was feeling bored being alone next door, so I wanted to chat with you."
Tang Wei laughed angrily. His voice was charming and pleasant, but once he added his usual emotions, it became full of sarcasm. "Chat with me. We are very familiar with each other."
"It will become cooked slowly," Wen Shuang whispered.
Tang Weisheng's patience ran out. "Get out!"
After all, the other party's misfortune was caused by him. Wen Shuang felt embarrassed to stay, so he said "I'm sorry" sincerely and turned away.
Tang Weisheng looked at his back with a complicated expression. He had just made contact with him but nothing happened! Could it be that the key to avoiding "natural enemies" is not to be afraid?
I have to say that Wen Shuang is really capable, she can trick a normal person into becoming a "charlatan".
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"I can't buy a ticket," Xuanzhe was quite dissatisfied. The depression of not seeing his wife for a long time began to erode his rationality. Xuanzhe couldn't help but vent his anger on Assistant Cao, "It's just a small typhoon and I can't buy a ticket."
Cao Nanyu looked at the huge lightning in the sky that appeared every two or three seconds on average, and was speechless for a moment.
Xuanzhe is a man of action. He doesn't want to wait any longer. He wants to go to City B in person to bring the little quail back.
Wen Shuang took a shower and wrapped herself in the quilt. When she said good night to Xuan Zhe, his tone was normal, but as soon as she lay down, she felt that the surroundings began to empty infinitely. She tossed and turned until the second half of the night before falling asleep. After waking up, she looked at the sky and thought it was six o'clock in the morning, but it turned out to be almost eleven o'clock in the morning. The worst thing happened. The typhoon would not go away today. She turned on her phone and received a notification of flight cancellation.
Wen Shuang fell back onto the bed, covering her forehead with her hands, in a rare bad mood.
I talked to Xuan Zhe on the phone at noon. When the man knew that the flight was cancelled, he comforted him with a few words, and then said that there was something going on at the company and he would contact him in about two hours. Wen Shuang naturally agreed. What she didn't know was that President Xuan had already boarded a private plane. The gloomy sky outside was in sharp contrast to his expression.
Cao Nanyu sat next to Xuanzhe, his face pale, having hardly slept the entire night.
Even so, President Xuan was still busy teaching, "I told you, there is nothing in this world that cannot be accomplished by human power. If there is, it must be because you are not working hard enough."
Cao Nanyu was successfully brainwashed and from that moment on he felt that he could do anything.
In order to ease the guests' anxiety, the hotel not only provided snacks and small gifts to each room, but also announced that various dance programs would be held in the lobby starting at one o'clock. The snacks were some crispy candies, which tasted pretty good. Wen Shuang ate two and planned to eat lunch while watching the show.
Zhu Lian ran away. Her best friend was in City B. She set out in the morning in the wind and rain. She was currently at her best friend's house coaxing her godson.
After getting dressed and taking the room card, Wen Shuang habitually grabbed the door handle when closing the door. At this moment, he suddenly gasped and let go.
When he opened his palm, a bloodstain gradually became clear.
Wen Shuang frowned and leaned forward slightly to stare at the door handle. Because it was painted dark, a thin blade pasted on the inside could not be seen at all. Wen Shuang's eyes were gloomy as to who did it.
Tang Weisheng was just about to go out, and when he turned around he saw Wen Shuang. He immediately felt like he had been fucked. He subconsciously wanted to turn back, but thinking of the results of the "test" last night, he told himself that fear is like a spring, the weaker you are, the stronger it is. Tang Weisheng locked the door and went straight to the elevator without saying a word. Wen Shuang maintained the same posture until the elevator door closed. Tang Weisheng felt something was wrong.
Half a minute later, the elevator door opened and Tang Weisheng walked out.
Wen Shuang had just taken out a tissue from her pocket when Tang Weisheng approached and saw the bloodstain on the young man's right palm. He scanned the surroundings and found no sharp objects. He asked sincerely, "Did you hurt yourself?"
Wen Shuang didn't expect Tang Weisheng to come back. He pinched the tissue in his palm and pointed at the door handle: "There's a blade on it."
Tang Weisheng's face changed.
Soon, the hotel security manager and the person in charge of this area arrived, all on high alert. They first carefully took off the blade, which was still stained with Wen Shuang's blood. When the security manager saw that it was real, his knees went weak. He asked Wen Shuang a few questions and quickly contacted the monitoring room.
The whole process took no more than five minutes, and then Tang Weisheng looked at Wen Shuang and said, "Go to the hospital."
"No need." Wen Shuang felt that the bleeding had stopped. Besides, the weather outside was so bad that she might get blown away before reaching the hospital.
"Are you a pig?" Tang Weisheng cursed rudely.
Wen Shuang: “…”
"What kind of place is this? Someone tied a blade to your door handle. If it was just a simple warning, it would be fine, but what if there was something smeared on it?"
Wen Shuang was startled awake by the words and felt a little scared. "But, but Sister Zhu is not here, I don't know the way."
Tang Weisheng gave him a look of disdain and said, "Alright, follow me."
Tang Weisheng has his own off-road vehicle. It was the first time for Wen Shuang to ride in such a high-seated vehicle. Sitting in the passenger seat, she actually had the illusion of looking down on the world. There were not many people on the road at the moment, but because of the typhoon weather, some roads were blocked and the navigation was not completely useful. However, Tang Weisheng seemed to be very familiar with City B. As soon as he saw the roadblock, he turned into the alley next to it and actually managed to get out.
Wen Shuang saw him driving the car like a plane with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tang, you used to live here?"
I didn't expect to get an answer, but Tang Weisheng just said "hmm". Some time ago, Xuan Zhong's father found the whereabouts of Tang Wansu and her son and investigated them very strictly. Xuan Zhong had no choice but to send them to City B, where they lived for three or four months. City B was not big, and Tang Weisheng quickly got to know it well.
It took half an hour to arrive at the hospital. The typhoon weather made it difficult to walk. Wen Shuang didn't have to queue up after registering. He went to have a blood test. Tang Weisheng was waiting outside. The man turned his head to look at the dark clouds outside the window and felt that he was really crazy.
Wen Shuang should be left to fend for herself. When Xuan Zhe finds out, he will be so heartbroken, he thought viciously, but she is already in the hospital.
After the examination, Wen Shuang came out with the report. Her palm had been bandaged carefully. Tang Weisheng still had a cold face. He took the report and went straight to see the doctor.
"Hey," Wen Shuang chased after him, "I can do it myself."
Tang Weisheng said without even turning his head: "I'm afraid you won't tell the truth."
Wen Shuang: “…”
When two equally sharp people collide, it is like a duel between masters.
Fortunately, the test results were all normal, and the next step was to wait for a reply from the hotel.
On the way back, Wen Shuang stared at the bandage on her hand in distress, "Do you think this injury can be healed by the time I see your brother?" It seemed that he would have to stay in City B for three or four days.
Tang Weisheng sneered: "Why, your family's superhuman physique inherited from ancestors?"
Wen Shuang: “…” Hate it!
The two of them tossed and turned for almost two hours. When they arrived at the hotel, Wen Shuang was so hungry that her stomach was growling. She made a list of food in her mind, but when she looked up, she saw a man standing in the middle of the hall. He had a slender figure and a calm temperament. Almost half of the people were secretly looking at him. Who else could it be but Xuan Zhe?
Wen Shuang rubbed her eyes with one hand, suspecting that she was hallucinating.
Xuan Zhe seemed to have sensed something and looked over here. When he saw Wen Shuang, he first smiled unexpectedly, with a little pride in giving the other party a surprise. But when he saw Wen Shuang's tightly wrapped right hand, his face instantly gloomy.
Wen Shuang wanted to hide her hands behind her back, but it was too late. The man strode forward.
Xuanzhe got very angry.
The hotel knew the seriousness of the matter, but seeing that Wen Shuang was easy to talk to, they planned to go back and compensate him for his medical expenses, thinking that they could suppress it if possible. However, they didn't know that there was someone standing behind the other party. Xuan Zhe revealed his identity and asked them to give an explanation within ten minutes. It has to be said that President Xuan's "twisted logic" is sometimes applicable. As long as people work hard enough, they can find any clues.
Cao Nanyu gathered his thoughts briefly and spoke carefully, "Mr. Xuan, the surveillance footage shows the incident occurred at 3:14 AM. The room was full at that time, so no new guests were checking in. The man was wearing a hat and a mask, so only his stature could be seen, not his facial features. Although he was wearing cleaning clothes, the three female cleaners on duty last night have been ruled out as suspects. It was a man."
At this time, Wen Shuang was sitting next to Xuan Zhe, not daring to breathe. Her right hand was gently held by the man, and his fingertips were rubbing the back of his hand.
"I was the last-minute upgrade to Wen Shuang's presidential suite," Xuanzhe continued. "Check the people who came in after he checked in!"
Cao Nanyu didn't dare to delay: "Okay, Mr. Xuan."
Cao Nanyu was rubbing his feet, but Wen Shuang couldn't escape. He wanted to use the same trick to stroke the man's fur, but when he moved forward to kiss him, Xuan Zhe avoided him with a cold face.
Wen Shuang hurriedly explained: "I didn't intend to hide it from you. I thought I would tell you when I got back."
Xuanzhe snorted coldly: "Do you believe this?"
Wen Shuang said with a sad face, "Don't be angry with me, my hand hurts."
Xuanzhe took a shallow breath.
The doctor asked Wen Shuang to change the dressing before going to bed at night, but Xuan Zhe was really worried, so he removed the bandage in advance. While applying ointment, he checked the wound. There was a blood mark on the palm of his hand. The wound was not deep, but the skin and flesh were turned outward. Xuan Zhe frowned and anger filled his eyes.
"This medicine feels refreshing and it doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Shuang comforted him.
"Don't talk!" Xuanzhe said angrily.
Wen Shuang lay in his arms, feeling quite fearless. He was a wounded soldier, and Xuan Zhe could only scold him verbally at most.
Xuanzhe read the examination report several times, took photos and sent them to his family doctor. He was completely relieved after getting a positive answer. Then he felt that his anger should not be directed at Wen Shuang. The young man had been smiling since he entered the door. After all, Wen Shuang was not wrong.
Xuanzhe suddenly hugged Wen Shuang into his arms and made the final decision, "From now on, all activities can only be carried out under my supervision."
Wen Shuang patted his back and said, "I understand."
Tang Weisheng helped a lot in this matter. Xuanzhe understood some of his awkward behaviors, but he still felt awkward after understanding them. Their positions were inherently opposing, and with Tang Wansu constantly creating friction in the middle, Xuanzhe was used to confronting this person.
Wen Shuang sat in the elegant restaurant and calmly persuaded Xuan Zhe, "Just treat him to a meal, otherwise I will have to repay this favor later."
Xuanzhe had no choice but to ask Cao Nanyu to invite someone.
Xuanzhe thought Tang Weisheng would not come, after all, they basically fought whenever they met, but he didn't expect that a few minutes later, Tang Weisheng appeared at the door of the dining room with a dark face, as if he had been coerced and induced by someone, and his expression was... exactly the same as Xuanzhe's.
Tang Weisheng pulled out a stool and sat across from them, as if he was completing a task. Xuanzhe disagreed, "Why, it's too much for you to have a meal with me?"
"Eat fish, eat fish." Wen Shuang used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish and placed it on Tang Weisheng's plate. "Thank you for today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go to the hospital alone."
Hearing this, Xuanzhe suppressed his hostility and signaled the waiter to hand the menu to Tang Weisheng.
After all, it was the best hotel in City B, and it had delicious food from almost all over the world. The three of them shared a large table, which was soon filled with food. Wen Shuang had a wound on his hand and couldn't eat seafood, but he took advantage of the small wound and begged Xuan Zhe for a plate of shrimps. The whole process made Tang Weisheng want to punch him, but Xuan Zhe liked to spoil him and almost fed everything into Wen Shuang's mouth. Tang Weisheng began to feel nauseous again.
He felt that he shouldn't have come down, it was totally unnecessary! While thinking, he picked up the fish from the plate and put it into his mouth. Within three seconds of swallowing it, his face turned green.
A fish bone is stuck...
Damn! This fish meat was picked by Wen Shuang, is he an idiot?
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