Chapter 35 Premier Wen is having a daily episode of illness.
Wen Li was slightly taken aback. He couldn't help but place two fingers on her chin and gently pinch her cheeks twice with his thumb and forefinger. "Why are you being so obedient, hmm?"
His tone carried a hint of disappointment and frustration.
She's afraid of dying.
She has an incredibly strong will to survive.
They also have a very accurate intuition about danger.
Even though Wen Li was smiling, the unusual atmosphere in the air, his unusually high body temperature, and his abnormal manner of greeting her made her feel very dangerous.
Song Jinhuan blinked innocently.
As the saying goes, the more you know, the sooner you die.
She doesn't know anything about it.
"Look, I'm such a good boy, can I sit by myself?" Song Jinhuan made a reasonable request.
Wen Li secretly took a deep breath, knowing that if things continued like this, something uncontrollable could very well happen.
Instead, we should just go along with her wishes and make her happy.
Song Jinhuan was put aside by Wen Li.
As soon as the girl gained her freedom, she immediately moved to the side, creating a considerable distance between them.
Wen Li narrowed his eyes slightly.
Song Jinhuan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Turning her head, she saw that Wen Li's expression seemed even worse.
She belatedly realized that her behavior just now seemed to indicate that she disliked the other person.
After a moment's thought, the girl explained, "Don't be upset, I don't dislike you."
"It's just that I'm not used to getting too close to people."
Her true form is a mimosa plant, and keeping her distance from others is a habit ingrained in her bones.
Just now, when Wen Li was holding her, she even felt that her own leaves were intertwined and curled up tightly in an unprecedented way.
An instinctive resistance to overly intimate distance.
After Song Jinhuan finished speaking, she looked over with concern, afraid that the other person would be hurt.
Wen Li suppressed her displeasure and smiled slightly, saying, "I'm fine."
"It's just that some things have happened in real life, which has led to my current situation being rather bad. Even if I had time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to tell you the story."
The man was determined to tell her stories, even when the reality was terrible.
It would be a lie for Song Jinhuan to say she wasn't moved.
Since she could remember, no one had ever cared so much about her existence.
There was one, but that one was after her life.
"It's okay, I'm not a child."
"Your health is more important. You can listen to the story anytime."
The girl's eyes were glistening with tears, and she looked so moved that she was about to cry.
Inevitably, Wen Li's mind conjured up some indescribable images.
My throat is a little dry.
The body's reaction became increasingly intense.
"Good night, I have to go now," he said with some regret.
I thought that seeing her would calm me down.
Unexpectedly, it had the opposite effect.
Song Jinhuan looked up at him, smiled, and waved goodbye.
In the blink of an eye, only Wen Li was left in the back seat.
The car window rolled down, and the cool evening breeze ruffled the man's slightly damp hair.
Floating and drifting.
The car arrived at the Wen family's house quickly.
As soon as Assistant Kim parked the car, the back door opened.
The man's suit jacket was already hanging on his arm, his tie was slightly loose, and his slender fingers had undone a few buttons from his collar.
A patch of pale white skin was revealed, and her delicate collarbone was faintly visible.
Wen Li staggered slightly, and Assistant Jin quickly followed, wanting to help her up but not daring to.
Assistant Jin had never seen President Wen dressed so disheveled before. Recalling the current situation, she couldn't help but ask, "President Wen, should we arrange something for you?"
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