Chapter 73 Confession



Ying Qian went home, grabbed her clothes, and went to take a shower.

Chen Wenzhi leaned back on the sofa, using his tablet to do practice problems.

The phone on the coffee table vibrated and rang. He bent down, instinctively wanting to hang up, but subconsciously pressed the answer button.

His thoughts were still on the derivative problem he had just solved, and he forgot to check the notes. He assumed it was someone he knew and blurted out, "Sorry, Ying Qian is taking a shower."

That's quite a statement.

As soon as he finished speaking, he smacked his lips. No matter who made the call, he shouldn't have said that!

If the person on the other end is someone like Ren Yi, the rumor would probably have more than twenty versions circulating by the end of the National Day holiday...

"..."

After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and glanced at the note: Meng Beiyan.

...

His breath hitched, and his usually calm and deep eyes showed a hint of panic. But another voice inside him screamed: How wonderful, finally I've asserted my dominance.

He shook his head; he wanted to explain!

The call has ended.

After taking a shower, Ying Qian still had a few strands of hair dripping water from her forehead. She grabbed a pink towel from her room and was drying her hair when she came to find her phone and call Chen Wenzhi to take a shower.

Chen Wenzhi stared blankly at the tablet. As she approached, she noticed the screen was black. Suspicious, she asked, "What's wrong? Why are these two questions written like this?"

Chen Wenzhi looked up, unable to suppress his panic: "Meng Beiyan just called you."

Ying Qian's heart pounded when she heard Meng Beiyan's name.

"...You answered it?"

They came hoping for the best, in case he didn't answer.

Chen Wenzhi nodded, all his wishful thinking crumbling. Ying Qian threw down the towel, rushed over, sat on his two long, bent legs, pinched the flesh of his thighs, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Hiss..." A look of pain crossed his face, but he didn't resist. He told her everything, "I said... I said you were taking a shower..."

"Roar—It's blown up! It's blown up now!"

She wilted as soon as she finished speaking.

She sat listlessly on Chen Wenzhi's lap, limply nestled in his arms, eyes closed, looking like Sleeping Beauty. The difference was, she couldn't sleep, she really couldn't sleep! And no prince came to rescue her…

Chen Wenzhi's black hoodie was immediately stained with deep water marks. His abdomen cramped from the cold water, and he reached out and grabbed the towel she had tossed aside.

He supported the back of the person in his arms with his left hand, and gently dried her hair with a towel in his right hand, the rich rose scent of shampoo lingering in front of him.

Ying Qian poked his hard chest muscles, looked up at him with a pitiful expression, and asked, "How do you explain this? Think about it carefully!"

He smiled, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Think about how you're going to explain this to people now that we're being seen like this."

"...Never mind, no one will see..." She buried her head in his arms again, not saying a word, just quietly letting him stroke her hair and feel the warmth of his embrace.

This temperature is just right.

Chen Wenzhi lifted her by the bottom and placed her on the chair at the master bedroom dressing table like he was carrying a child. He found a hair dryer in the drawer and plugged it in.

She was awake, but pretending to be asleep.

For five whole years, no one helped her blow-dry her hair.

He saw her eyes open for a moment in the mirror, and naturally knew she was awake. When she closed her eyes again, Chen Wenzhi didn't call her. After all, you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep.

His technique for blow-drying his hair was a little clumsy, and it took him a long time to dry it.

Ying Qian actually wanted to say that she always bleached her hair until it was about 70% dry, and now that it was completely dry, she felt so unaccustomed to it…

But she had no demands of Chen Wenzhi.

She fell asleep very soon after.

Chen Wenzhi watched as she stopped tossing and turning in bed before turning off the light and closing the door behind him. He was about to take a shower.

"Knock knock"

His body stiffened abruptly, and he vaguely guessed who it was.

The door clicked open, and Meng Beiyan appeared, dressed in casual clothes: a white shirt and trousers underneath, and a beige overcoat that reached his knees.

Both of them showed surprise.

Meng Beiyan chuckled softly, her eyes unfocused, and slowly approached him, asking, "Living together?"

He reeked of alcohol, as if he had just returned from a business dinner.

“Attorney Meng, you’ve had too much to drink. You should go home, not your sister’s, right?” Chen Wenzhi said defiantly, deliberately forcing him into the restaurant.

Meng Beiyan snorted coldly, seeing through his intention at a glance, "You don't want me to look for her?"

“You’re a sensible person,” he said. “What is she to you? A toy? Something you can just throw away?”

"I didn't..." Meng Beiyan, slightly drunk, shook his head and denied it.

Chen Wenzhi laughed instead, his fingertips tapping rhythmically on the table. "Yes, of course you didn't. I also think you've fulfilled your responsibilities as a nominal older brother."

He spoke particularly harshly about the "nominally older brothers" and the others.

"And please don't do anything beyond your status," Chen Wenzhi said slowly. "Instead of coming to see her now, you should offer some comfort when Tang Yawen is causing her trouble and even hitting her."

A hot tear welled up in Meng Beiyan's eye.

His lips twitched, and his eyes were vacant like never before. "I really love this younger sister. I cherish her. I treat her like a treasure. But everyone around me tries to restrict me with all sorts of rules and regulations... I can't help it! I really can't help it!"

As he spoke, a few more tears fell, and his tone was almost pleading: "I beg you, I want to see her, I miss her so much, so very much."

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