Miss you
Wen Zheng carried her all the way from the bathroom to the bedroom.
The water stains on his body that had not been wiped off formed ambiguous shapes on the sheets. While rushing forward, Xia Tangyue's head hit the bedside table, and he was pulled back by Wen Zheng grabbing his ankle.
She was pushed down on the bed, the silk sheet pressed against her face, the coolness seeped into her skin along her cheek, but it was no match for the scorching body temperature behind her.
Wen Zheng's breath sprayed on her neck, with the scent of cedar mixed with lust, and his slender fingers clasped her wrist and slowly lifted it up. Moonlight leaked in through the gaps in the gauze curtains, casting swaying shadows between the overlapping figures. The hour hand of the alarm clock on the bedside quietly turned twelve squares, making the night even thicker.
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Xia Tangyue woke up in his bedroom. There was no one around, but Wen Zheng was already up.
She stood up, covering her forehead, and the silk quilt slipped from her shoulders, revealing a few light red bite marks on the back of her neck.
She vaguely remembered that she slept in Wen Zheng's room last night, but later the sheets were wet by them, so Wen Zheng carried her here.
"elder brother?"
She called out, but no one answered.
There was a women's nightgown at the end of the bed. She took it and put it on, then went to the bathroom to wash up. When the towel wiped her neck, the bite mark on the back of her neck felt painful.
It's confirmed, Wen Zheng really has skin hunger. As soon as she gets close to him, all kinds of red marks will appear on her body.
She wandered into the living room in plush slippers, her nightgown tied loosely at the waist, her exposed ankles still stained with rose-scented body lotion that had not yet dried.
"Brother, brother?" she muttered, and looked over the sandalwood screen with Suzhou peony embroidery, and found Wen Zheng sitting on the sofa in the living room. The reason he didn't respond to her was because he was on the phone.
Why are you calling again?
By the way, it was already so late when she came to see him last night, who was he talking to on the phone?
Xia Tangyue moved over and sat next to Wen Zheng. She pushed his arm away with her head, nestled her head against his chest, and openly eavesdropped on his phone call.
There was a man on the other end of the phone, speaking in a very aggressive tone and very quickly, and his meaning was roughly "he didn't do it."
Haven't done anything?
Xia Tangyue was confused. Just as she was about to lean closer to listen, she found that Wen Zheng had hung up the call. She subconsciously glanced at his phone screen and found that the note was - Li Yao.
"Were you talking to him on the phone last night as well?"
"Yeah." Wen Zheng rubbed the top of her head, then pinched the tip of her ear with his fingers and lifted it up.
"So curious?"
Xia Tangyue nodded repeatedly, "What did he tell you? The police officer said he is a strong suspect."
Wen Zheng said calmly: "He said he didn't do it."
Xia Tangyue raised her head from his arms and blinked: "Ah? He called you just to talk about this? Do you think he did it?"
Wen Zheng pinched her cheeks into the shape of a goldfish's mouth and bit her lightly.
"A thief doesn't have the word thief written on his forehead."
Xia Tangyue pursed her lips, then wrinkled her nose and pinched Wen Zheng's waist: "Why do you always bite me?"
"Then bite it back?"
The two of them were playing and laughing on the sofa, Xia Tangyue collapsed in Wen Zheng's arms with laughter, the morning light poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the breakfast on the dining table a warm golden color, the soft-boiled eggs were still runny, and the whole wheat bread wrapped with cheese was slightly hot.
"Still making trouble? Do you still want to go to the art museum?"
Xia Tangyue raised her head from Wen Zheng's neck and looked proudly at her masterpiece - the crimson kiss mark above her Adam's apple.
After breakfast, Wen Zheng drove her there.
Xia Tangyue took off her high heels and curled up in the passenger seat, rocking her knees on the edge of the seat, poking Wen Zheng who was driving with her fingers from time to time.
The car stopped at a red light. Wen Zheng grabbed her rebellious hand and gently kissed it.
"Sister, come and live with me?"
Xia Tangyue turned her head away proudly, saying, "No way."
Wen Zheng chuckled, and with his bony fingers he lifted a strand of her hair and entwined it between his fingers: "Really? Hey, I was planning to buy you that Strawberry Bear lazy sofa you stared at for ten minutes last time in the mall, but it looks like you won't need it anymore."
Xia Tangyue snorted with a laugh, leaned over and hugged his arm, her eyes lighting up.
Everything is implied.
Wen Zheng's home had everything prepared for her, from the haute couture dresses arranged according to the colors of the four seasons in the cloakroom to the sleep-aiding aromatherapy at the head of the bed and the coral fleece bear pajamas neatly folded at the foot of the bed. She could just move in.
In addition, her family didn't keep her under strict supervision, so her parents wouldn't care if she just said she wasn't going home on a business trip.
In the next few days, Xia Tangyue began to worry about the exhibition wholeheartedly.
She visited the painters and collectors she wanted to work with again, but was turned away without exception. Zhu Shang received even worse news. He found out that someone was deliberately suppressing her and bought out the exhibition time of related theme paintings in the circle. Without core works, the exhibition could not be held.
"Who did it?" Xia Tangyue was so angry that his fingertips were shaking.
Zhu Shang said: "I asked, but he refused to say anything. If I hadn't pushed him too hard, he wouldn't have let out even this little bit. In the end, he was willing to reveal a little because we used to live in the same dormitory."
Xia Tangyue took a deep breath to calm himself down, then picked up the cup and drank a sip of the already cold tea.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Brother Zhu Shang."
"Sister." Zhu Shang said in a serious tone: "It's obvious that someone is bullying you. Have you offended anyone recently?"
Xia Tangyue shook his head unconsciously, sitting on the sofa in confusion and leaning back, he pressed his solar plexus tiredly: "The other party is so generous, he must be a big shot, how can I know such a person, how can I have the chance to offend him?"
Zhu Shang sighed over there: "Well... I'll go ask around, you wait for my news, there must be a reason why the other party did this, find out his motive first."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Xia Tangyue was in a daze for a long time and began to recall what had happened around him recently.
Apart from the car accident, everything was uneventful and nothing special happened.
Who was targeting her? Why? Did she offend anyone? No, she didn't know anyone with such great power.
"Director, something terrible has happened!"
Xiaoyu's voice came from outside the corridor, getting closer and closer, and finally broke into her office.
Xia Tangyue, who was already upset, became even more anxious. "What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Xiaoyu was running out of breath and had no time to rest, so she quickly handed the tablet in her hand to her.
"Take a quick look. Mulin Art Museum is also going to hold an art exhibition about the loss and return of Dunhuang cultural relics. They have already released the process information in the media! It will start tomorrow!"
"What!"
Xia Tangyue's eyes widened in astonishment. He flicked back and forth on the tablet with his fingertips, reading the exhibition information at a glance.
Not only was the theme of the exhibition exactly the same as the one she was going to create, but even the content and ideas were completely plagiarized from her!
"This, this..." She was so shocked that she was speechless, her eyes flustered and confused.
Xiaoyu held her arm worriedly: "Director, are you okay?"
Xia Tangyue closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down. The plan was encrypted, and only she and the people from Furen Group had seen it. The theme of the exhibition at Mulin Art Museum was exactly the same as hers, so someone must have leaked it.
The first person she thought of was Gu Jiaping.
She had a grudge against him, and as an investment reviewer, Gu Jiaping must be familiar with the plan she submitted.
But this is all speculation and there is no evidence.
The last time Mulin Art Museum hired a private detective to follow her, Wen Zheng severely criticized them through public opinion. The industry generally despises their behavior, and no institution should be willing to cooperate with them.
Could it be that the person who was making things difficult for her behind her back was the Mulin Art Museum?
It is possible, but the probability is not very high. If Mulin Art Museum really had such ability, it would have retaliated at that time. Why did it have to wait until now?
"Director, what should we do?"
Xia Tangyue felt weak all over, his lips turned pale, and he waved at Xiaoyu: "I want to be alone."
"Okay." Xiaoyu closed the door for her considerately before leaving.
how so?
This was totally directed at her.
No, I have to ask Gu Jiaping what’s going on.
She just took out her cell phone to call Gu Jiaping, but Zhuang Ziwen's voice call popped up first.
Xia Tangyue was too exhausted to respond and said weakly, "Hello, Mom?"
"Where are you? When are you coming home? Mom has something to tell you."
Different from his usual gentle voice, Zhuang Ziwen's tone this time was very low and sounded cold as ice, which set off alarm bells in Xia Tangyue's heart.
"What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"
Zhuang Ziwen was silent for half a second: "Well, let's talk about it when we get back."
Worried that something had really happened at home, Xia Tangyue quickly picked up her things and drove home, but she didn't expect to find a mess on the floor as soon as she entered the house. The coffee table was overturned, and the broken porcelain pieces shone a sharp silver light at the entrance.
She was startled to find Xia Xiucheng standing in the middle of the living room with a gloomy look on his face. Her aunt Xia Pengdan was sitting on the sofa next to him, and Zhuang Ziwen was also sitting next to her with a sullen face.
Xia Tangyue asked cautiously: "What, what happened?"
Xia Xiucheng shouted, "What's wrong? You still have the nerve to ask us what's wrong? I ask you, are you with Wen Zheng?"
Xia Tangyue's heart trembled, and he glanced at everyone present, and found that Xia Pengdan touched his nose with a guilty look.
Xia Tangyue clenched his hanging hands into fists and said "hmm" softly.
Upon hearing this answer, Zhuang Ziwen immediately burst into tears: "Oh my god, how could you do this! Wen Zheng is your cousin, don't you have any shame!"
"I..." Xia Tangyue frowned and was about to refute her, but Xia Xiucheng continued to attack.
"Are you crazy? Let's not talk about Wen Zheng's status in our family. He is just an unemployed vagrant from another place. Why do you like him? Why don't you like the good conditions of the Zhao family?"
Zhuang Ziwen continued to ask: "How far have you and him developed? Are you with him because you haven't been home these days? You, you can't be with him..."
Zhuang Ziwen didn't finish the rest of his words, but everyone present understood what he meant.
Xia Tangyue clenched his teeth and his face turned red.
"I don't want to go on a blind date with the Zhao family. I just like him, and he and I have no blood relationship..."
“Bang!”
Before Xia Tangyue finished speaking, she felt a burning pain on her right cheek, followed by a slap on her left cheek. She was dizzy from the force and fell on the sofa.
Xia Xiucheng gritted his teeth and roared, "I'm going to call that bastard Wen Zheng over here right now!"
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