Chapter 138 Sir Wen, don’t let your wife hear it



Chapter 138 Sir Wen, don’t let your wife hear it

At noon, Meng Qinghui was leaning on the couch, reading a book while stirring the cherry icy yogurt in the bowl. She heard a noise and looked up to see her husband walking in wearing a crimson official robe with a letter in his hand.

"Why did you come back with something today without changing clothes?"

This was a rare occurrence. As an upright official, Lord Wen always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs. He usually stayed in his study to handle correspondence, never returning to the backyard to handle matters. His official uniform was usually kept in the study, making it easy to put on and take off when going out.

Wen Boyuan closed the door, sat down on the couch opposite her, and handed her the envelope in his hand.

"I just came back from the government office. As soon as I arrived at the study, the servants brought me this visiting card. I took a look at it and thought that Madam would definitely like it, so I didn't even have time to change my clothes and returned home."

Mrs. Meng pushed the ice bowl aside and took the visiting card, but her tone was not very cheerful.

"My dear husband, you know perfectly well that I never like the families of your colleagues visiting me. They're so fussy and polite, and the back-and-forth is so unpleasant to hear. Whose invitation is this that I'd actually like?"

Lord Wen smiled slightly, feeling confident.

"Just wait and see, Madam will definitely like it."

Meng Qinghui chuckled and said nothing. When he opened it, his eyes lit up.

"A visiting card from the Xie family? Is this the Xie family on Kangle Street?"

Lord Wen looked at her bright eyes and eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

"How is it? I knew that Madam would like it."

Meng Qinghui looked at the signature again and still found it a little unbelievable.

"Sister Shen's husband, is he really going to come to our house?"

Lord Wen reached out and took the half bowl of ice cream that she had left over and continued eating it himself.

“If you look closely, Madam Shen will be here too.”

Sure enough, both husband and wife wanted to come.

Meng stroked her forehead, thinking about something, and suddenly remembered the joke they had made a few days ago.

"I know the reason for this. She has two younger brothers who are studying, and she wants me to ask my husband to help find a good and learned teacher. She told me about this the other day, and I teased her, insisting that her daughter and our Li Yan be married. Could she have taken it seriously? She didn't even wait for me, but sent a visiting card and came to my house in person."

Lord Wen smiled slightly but shook his head.

"I'm afraid not. I met her husband a few days ago and invited him to our house."

"Mr. Xie? How come you see him so often?"

"His family's business is closely connected to the government, so we often meet. The last time we met, he recognized me and we exchanged a few words. Before he left, I said our homes weren't far away, and invited him to come home and chat when he had time."

When Meng heard this, she nodded and then remembered something.

"My dear husband, since they have officially arrived, I have something to remind you. Although according to the etiquette of this dynasty, merchants must bow and kowtow when meeting officials, I have always been on good terms with the Shen family's wife. My dear husband, please don't let them actually bow. At least give them a hand. Otherwise, it will be so embarrassing when we meet in the future!"

Wen Boyuan smiled.

"I didn't intend to be saluted in the first place, so I must have helped him up early."

Mrs. Meng didn't expect her husband, who was always polite, to be so straightforward. She raised her phoenix eyes and looked him up and down.

"Lord Wen is always very particular about etiquette and rules, but today he's so smart that he's willing to make an exception for me?"

Wen Boyuan smiled slightly.

"Madam and Madam Shen are so familiar with each other, but they don't know how big Mr. Xie's business is? He personally came to visit, and few officials in the entire Guangling City dared to accept his gift peacefully, let alone a lowly fifth-rank official like me."

After hearing this, Mrs. Meng nodded slightly and sighed at her well-dressed husband.

"Master Wen, please make an exception and just nod and say it's for my sake, just to make me smile. I was originally thinking of asking for your help, but now that you've been so impartial, I don't have to ask for your help. Tsk tsk, you're so clueless."

Lord Wen was drinking tea. When he heard this, he had an idea. He put down his teacup and looked up and down at the coquettish beauty in front of him, intending to wash away the stigma of being unromantic.

He coughed lightly, straightened his official robe, and sat upright.

"What a perverse young lady! Tell me first, how do you intend to beg me?"

Mrs. Meng was still reading the visiting card. When she heard this, she smiled knowingly, her face bright and beautiful.

He was tall, with outstanding features, and he sat upright even at home. His crimson official robe made him look as tall and straight as a pine tree and as gentle as jade.

Seeing that the maids were gone and the door was closed, she leaned over and lay on Lord Wen's lap, stroking his official robe and jade belt, looking up at him slightly, with a smile on her face, gentle and charming.

"Sir, since I have a request of yours, I will naturally ask you in whatever way you want me to..."

Lord Wen lowered his eyes, looking at the bright and beautiful woman in his arms. He slightly rolled up the sleeves of his official robe, lowered his hand to pinch the beauty's chin, and lifted it slightly.

"If you want me to make an exception for you, at least show some sincerity."

Meng lowered her eyes slightly, looking very pitiful and innocent.

"I am a mere woman, without any valuable possessions, and I truly do not have any valuable gifts to offer to Your Excellency..."

She was talking nonsense. Any calligraphy or painting in the Meng family's dowry was enough to buy the entire Wen house.

"...All I can offer you is my own body..."

Lord Wen, who was as bright as a jade tree, couldn't help but chuckle at her serious performance, but he held down the hand that was about to untie his belt.

"Although I have feelings for you, it would be bad if your husband knew about it."

When Meng heard this, she became even more excited.

She frowned slightly, bit her lower lip lightly, and was about to cry.

"Sir, my husband is the dumbest fool in the world. He has never understood romance, and he despises me... That day, you... made me dirty, and you beat me so hard that there's not a single scratch on my skin. If you don't believe me, you can come and see for yourself..."

Summer clothes were thin, so she took his hand and pulled up her own collar, revealing her fair skin.

Lord Wen was so moved by her acting that he couldn't help swallowing his saliva - she was clearly scolding himself, so why did she feel a little happy?

He smiled ambiguously.

"Oh, so what the young lady means is that I am better than your husband?"

Meng smiled sweetly, tugged at Lord Wen's red robe and jade belt, and struggled to sit up, but he had already reached out to catch her, held her in his arms, and sat her horizontally in his arms.

The beauty stretched out a slender hand and gently stroked Lord Wen's handsome jaw with the back of her white and smooth hand, her eyes sparkling.

"How can that fellow compare to you, sir? He's just a piece of clay on the ground, and can never compare to you, sir, who is like the bright moon in the sky. I've been married to him for four or five years, but it wasn't as satisfying as that one time I slept with you..."

How can I bear such a provocation!

Master Wen bit the beautiful finger that brushed his lips, then pinched the waist tightly, making the beauty in his arms struggle and present that amazing spring scene to him...

Inside the hibiscus tent, between the red brocade quilt, the beauty did not forget to whisper reminders between breaths.

"Sir, be quiet...don't let your wife hear..."

Before he finished speaking, the noise inside the tent became louder...

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