Chapter 55
Considering that she hadn't eaten anything for dinner and worried that she would get bored after soaking for too long, the maids thoughtfully prepared several drinks and desserts, and even specially made the famous local flower health tea.
The maid helped her steady herself on the edge of the pool and asked for her opinion: "Miss Wen, let me give you a massage."
Wen Zhenni felt a little sore in her shoulders and neck, so she thought it would be nice to just give them a massage.
She had never expected their massage techniques to be so skillful and authentic, with just the right amount of pressure. She felt so comfortable that she took a nap in the tub. When she woke up, her wet hair had been blown into soft, fluffy tones.
After quickly rinsing off the foam, Wen Zhenni wrapped herself in a thin silk nightgown and returned to the bedroom. Sliding into bed, she placed her floral-scented arm under Ciheng's nose. "Come on, smell it! Isn't it incredibly fragrant?"
The skin just out of the bath is shiny, smooth and tender, just like the saying "water lotus emerges from clear water". Just looking at it makes people want to take a bite.
"Well, it's soaked and you can start eating it." Ciheng joked with her and deliberately rubbed it with his lips, pretending to bite it.
"...Don't bite me." Wen Zhenni quickly retracted her hand and snuggled into his arms.
When our skin touched, I realized I was not wearing anything under the quilt.
Her mind felt like it had been suddenly scorched by iron, and she was several beats too slow to react. Wen Zhenni belatedly tried to pull away, to distance herself from him. As expected, the arm around her waist suddenly tightened, pulling her back into his embrace.
"Why are you running? I'm going to eat you..."
The man's body had just been washed, and the water vapor brought a cool feeling. The coolness was very comfortable against his warm skin.
But the rising temperature foreshadowed what might happen next, and Wen Zhenni's sanity was quickly brought back.
But the temperature had already soared to the extreme. She didn't dare to move anymore and could only stay in his arms obediently: "I just took a bath and it was comfortable. I don't want to sweat so soon."
After she refused, she thought again: he had been away on a business trip for more than half a month, so he must be full of energy and needed to vent. Her heart softened, and she said with leniency: "...How about tomorrow?"
Ciheng had not originally planned to do it tonight, but the moment the warm body pressed against her, it was like a mechanism had been triggered, and the fuse that ignited the rage had already stood up.
He sighed, grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his chest, indicating that he was trying very hard to restrain himself. "So, what do we do now?"
His palm was beating violently, as if a ferocious beast was trapped and was about to break free and leap out to swallow her whole.
Wen Zhenni was genuinely frightened, curling her fingers in his palm. She wanted to help him... but she was more attached to the refreshing feeling of the moment.
She pursed her lips, which were dry from the heat, hesitant.
Ci Heng didn't hesitate, loosened his arm, and when he stood up to go to the bathroom, Wen Zhenni extended her hand and whispered, "I'll lend it to you reluctantly."
After saying that, she added with a blushing face: "Remember to wash it for me."
"...Yeah." The man's cold lips pressed against the corner of her lips, his voice hoarse, only a faint breath left. Then, his calloused fingertips grasped her fingertips, "I know, my considerate and sweet baby."
Wen Zhenni still underestimated the energy he had stored for more than half a month.
She didn't know how long it took, but she was too tired to move her fingers. Her consciousness was blurred by extreme exhaustion, and she fell asleep. Even in her dreams, she seemed to be in dire straits.
Not only was she exhausted, but her throat was so dry it felt like smoking. She tossed and turned, trying to wake up, but she felt hazy and trapped by a powerful force. She felt like she was trapped in a huge warm furnace, or like she was swinging on a swing, up and down, drifting back and forth, unable to stop. It felt so real that it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality.
Wen Zhenni moved her fingers, trying to grab something to comfort herself, but her palm touched a patch of prickly hair.
This scene is so familiar... Wen Zhenni instantly became more awake.
She was a little grumpy when she woke up, and immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, pushing her head buried in her neck hard, "Didn't I give it to you last night?"
The man's broad shoulders and handsome face were covered with fine beads of sweat, which sparkled in the dim light. When he moved, the beads rolled down along his tight skin and fell on Wen Zhenni.
Seeing that she was awake, he lowered his head and pecked her lips soothingly, his palm caressing her sweaty neck, "You are lying here naked... I am a man with normal needs, it is difficult for me to control myself."
You're lying. She was clearly wearing a nightgown.
Wen Zhenni reached out to pull the shoulder strap and found that the skirt had slipped down to her waist at some point.
"It's already dirty, there's no point putting it back on." The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Ci Heng couldn't stop halfway. "It's almost done. Just bear with it for a while, baby."
He leaned over to kiss her, but Wen Zhenni raised her hand to block him: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet, I don't want it."
Ciheng smiled and said, "I swiped it."
Wen Zhenni was speechless for a moment: "..."
Should she praise him for his thorough cleaning and preparation?
In desperation, she had no other choice but to hug his neck, using the force to turn over, and said with a bit of complaint: "You are too heavy..."
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Ciheng smiled knowingly.
He held her waist with his palms, and with a little force, he easily lifted her onto his waist. Then, amid her exclamations, he carried her steadily to the bottom of the bed, "You like this position, right? I'll remember it and think about it more in the future."
What are you remembering? Just talking nonsense. When did she ever say she liked me?
In her opinion, he liked it himself, but was too embarrassed to admit it, so he put the blame on her.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this person had an extremely bad character. Wen Zhenni felt suffocated, as if her mind was stuck. She held her face and fiercely blocked his mouth...
After finishing their morning duties, the two fell asleep in each other's arms in bed.
After Wen Zhenni calmed down, she nudged Ci Heng beside her and asked, "Where are my underwear?"
The man reached under the pillow, took out what she wanted, handed it to her, and commented: "The style is very girly."
Wen Zhenni snatched it away and held it in her hand, giving him a dry smile: "You bought this, and you are mocking your own taste."
Under Ciheng's stunned gaze, she stuck out her tongue, turned around, got out of bed, and slipped into the bathroom.
After taking a refreshing hot shower, Wen Zhenni tied her hair up and returned to the bedroom. The gauze curtains were all open. In front of her, a red sun was half revealed where the sea and the sky met, dyeing the sea surface an intoxicating red.
"Honey, look! There's a sunrise! A super beautiful sunrise!"
Wen Zhenni exclaimed, turned around, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, ran to the wide balcony, leaned on the glass railing, and recorded the scene of the red sun slowly rising from the sea level.
“It is indeed very beautiful.”
I don’t know if it’s because the sunrise is so beautiful, or the atmosphere at this moment is so suitable, but the man’s lazy and casual voice also seems a lot more pleasant.
Wen Zhenni turned her head and saw him standing in front of the door, his slightly open collar revealing the undulating outline of his muscles.
Even though she was in her most relaxed state, the aura she exuded was so strong that it was impossible to ignore, it was so aggressive.
A natural born conqueror, he conquers other strong ones, and Wen Zhenni tames the conquerors.
Wen Zhenni was thinking about other things and forgot that the camera in her hand was still on. She pressed the record button several times before she came to her senses.
She turned off the camera and followed Ciheng back to the bedroom. Suddenly, she remembered something very important: "Did we forget to take birth control measures?"
I was completely irrational just now and didn't think about it at all, but now that I pulled up my pants, I suddenly remembered it.
"I didn't wear it on purpose." Ciheng paused and said cryptically, "...that thing is difficult to handle."
Wen Zhenni looked confused: "Why do you say that?"
Seeing his wife's confused look, Ciheng couldn't bear to expose the dark calculations of human nature to her.
But she was also an adult with independent thoughts. He couldn't treat her like his father-in-law, as an ivory tower princess who knew nothing about the world and left her defenseless against the dangers of the world.
Ciheng thought for a moment, not knowing where to begin, so she gave her an example from her own life: "That's how Hawthorne's second child came about. While he was studying in Cambridge, a local nanny who took care of him illegally collected his sperm and gave birth to a boy through in vitro fertilization."
"Is there such a thing?" Wen Zhenni was too shocked. This incredible thing was obviously beyond her understanding.
It took her a while to find her voice before she asked, "What happened next?"
Tzu Heng's face was solemn. "Hawthorne sued the nanny for 'illegally obtaining sperm for profit,' and refused to acknowledge paternity. Although the nanny was found guilty, the court also ruled that he must assume the biological father's responsibility for raising the child. He challenged the ruling and appealed again. Public opinion was in uproar, and the media overwhelmingly accused him of having a huge fortune yet heartlessly abandoning his own flesh and blood."
"Public opinion severely impacted the Hawthorne family's reputation, causing the group's stock price to plummet. Under tremendous public pressure, Hawthorne was forced to compromise and agreed to pay monthly child support to the mother and child."
"To think something this bizarre could happen... Hawthorne is truly miserable."
Wen Zhenni clenched her fists in anger. "This isn't his fault. He's a victim too. And why are you using wealth to morally blackmail him? Is the rich guilty? This is infuriating."
"So you understand now?" Ci Heng held her face in his hands. "During those years abroad, Lin Nuo followed me, not only to take care of my life, but also to protect my safety at all times."
Wen Zhenni nodded: "I understand."
"What do you understand?" Ci Heng pinched her cheek amusedly and resumed his teasing tone, "With your personality, you're selling yourself out and still asking for money."
Wen Zhenni glared at him unconvincedly: "I'm not that stupid."
Having resolved her confusion, Ciheng didn't say much and brought the topic back to the topic, "You don't need to worry about contraception. I've taken birth control pills in advance, so there's a high probability that I won't get pregnant."
Wen Zhenni also laughed: "But I'm in my safe period now, you don't need to eat that at all."
Ciheng didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he leaned in and said bluntly, "But it was fun, and I also made a profit."
A hint of red appeared on the tip of Wen Zhenni's ears, as if they were burned by fire.
Can she say that she actually enjoyed it too?
Because she had a meeting with Mr. Hawthorne in the morning, Ciheng went out after breakfast.
Before leaving, he told Wen Zhenni that he had arranged for her to have an interpreter so that she could communicate with the locals when she went out for a stroll. Speaking of the interpreter, he smiled mysteriously, saying that she happened to know the person, so there was no need for a break-in period.
Wen Zhenni was still wondering who it could be, and who else she was familiar with in this foreign country of Taraf.
When the maid led the people in, Wen Zhenni was matching clothes with the designer, discussing what to wear for the dinner and dance. The moment the two met in the villa, they both saw shock on each other's faces.
Wen Zhenni called out a name in disbelief: "Lucy?!"
Lucy, who was standing in front of her, was even more shocked than her: "—Wen Zhenni?"
Lucy stared at Wen Zhenni with her mouth slightly open, unblinking, and with great uncertainty, she repeatedly confirmed: "Is it Wen Zhenni? Right, right, right!"
Surprise and doubt overwhelmed her mind, and the unexpected meeting disrupted her thoughts. Lucy was at a loss, not knowing where to start.
Should I be surprised that my colleague is the president's wife, or should I be surprised that the president's wife is a famous actress, or should I be surprised that a popular female star actually disguised herself and worked as her colleague for more than a month.
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