As the two passed a lingerie store, Wen Zhaoye stopped, his voice laced with amusement, and said:
"I promised to buy you one. Hmm? Shall we go in and take a look?"
Wen Jiaojiao bent down to avoid his arms encircling her neck, but the next second he grabbed her arm and dragged her into the store. She said irritably:
"What kind of impression would it make if the two of us shopped in a store like this?"
Wen Zhaoye insisted on taking her inside, saying:
"What? Are you ashamed of me?"
Wen Jiaojiao covered her face and whispered:
"I'm a public figure, can't you be a little more considerate?"
Wen Zhaoye glanced around the store and chuckled:
"That's enough. You're not famous enough for everyone to know you yet. Look how worried you are."
The shop assistant came up and greeted us warmly:
"Sir, what would you like to pick out?"
Wen Zhaoye gestured with his chin:
"Pick a nightgown for her."
Wen Jiaojiao covered her face with one hand and waved the other, refusing:
"No, I don't want to."
"She meant we shouldn't be too conservative," Wen Zhaoye deliberately misinterpreted.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at him in surprise:
"Are you trying to kill me?"
The shop assistant smiled like an auntie:
"Miss Jiang, is this your boyfriend? You two are such a good match."
Wen Zhaoye nodded happily and said:
"You have good taste."
Wen Jiaojiao hurriedly defended herself:
"No, don't listen to his nonsense."
Suddenly, Wen Zhaoye lowered his head and pressed his ear to hers. The shop assistant unconsciously covered her upturned lips with her hand at their intimate posture. His voice was deep, magnetic, and subtly seductive.
"Then tell me, what is our relationship?"
Wen Jiaojiao turned her head away to avoid him, but the next second, he pulled her into his arms, and she pinched his waist: "..."
This show-off is definitely intentional; it'll definitely be reported tomorrow.
Wen Zhaoye seemed completely oblivious to the pain, his starry eyes filled with a smile as he said:
"If you want to touch it, I'll let you touch it when we get home."
The shop assistant blushed and quietly took two steps away.
Wen Jiaojiao stiffly withdrew her hand:
"Do you want me to live or not?"
Wen Zhaoye ignored her and pointed to the white spaghetti strap mesh nightgown the mannequin was wearing:
"This one will do."
The shop assistant took the same nightgown from the shelf, and Wen Jiaojiao's eyes widened for a moment when she saw the style:
"How come each outfit is more outrageous than the last? Does being in a big city give you the right to be this open-minded?"
Wen Zhaoye raised his eyebrows slightly: "..."
She's already made such a big splash today; she'll be in the newspapers tomorrow. Hopefully, that will deter any men who might have designs on her.
Wen Jiaojiao was still arguing with the shop assistant:
"Don't wrap me up, I don't want it."
Wen Zhaoye paid directly, took the packaging bag from the shop assistant, and said:
"You're just shy. Wasn't what you wore last night similar to this?"
His implication of sleeping together that night caused Wen Jiaojiao's face to fall instantly. She gritted her teeth and said:
"Are you afraid people won't think anything of it?"
A mischievous smile crept across Wen Zhaoye's lips. He nodded and said sincerely:
"Mmm."
He pulled Wen Jiaojiao out by his arm around her neck. No matter how much she struggled, he wouldn't let go, as if he was going to create a scandal with her today.
Wen Zhaoye deliberately looked for areas with a lot of people, squeezed into those areas, and then ostentatiously put his arm around her and left.
People around them turned to look and started talking.
"Isn't that Miss Jiang?"
"Yes, who is that man who's holding her?"
"Why does Miss Jiang look like she's being held hostage?"
"Who would dare to kidnap her? It must be a fight between a young couple."
"But this boy is really handsome. I wonder which family's young master he is to be with Miss Jiang."
Wen Zhaoye thoroughly enjoyed the gazes from those around him. He lowered his head and nuzzled her cheek, saying:
"Look, everyone's praising us. Aren't you happy?"
Wen Jiaojiao's face was extremely pale, and she said in a hoarse voice:
Do I look happy to you?
"picture."
Wen Zhaoye finished speaking in a serious tone, which made Wen Jiaojiao stare at him with wide eyes. She said indignantly:
"You came to Hong Kong specifically to get revenge on me, didn't you?"
Wen Zhaoye deliberately said:
"Look at you, you're being narrow-minded again. I'm clearly here to pursue you. Otherwise, if a perfectly healthy man like me were to be rumored to be having an affair with you, it would delay my search for a wife."
Wen Jiaojiao was amused by his words and said:
"You know that the only advantage you have left is that you have all four limbs intact?"
Wen Zhaoye patiently guided him:
"You have to believe that I'm destined for an extraordinary life wherever I go."
I don't believe it.
Wen Zhaoye revealed his ultimate goal:
"Okay, give me three months. If I become very rich, will you marry me?"
Wen Jiaojiao saw through his thoughts at a glance and said:
"Come on, I knew you were doing other business here, otherwise you wouldn't be spending money and making such a profit. This nightgown you just bought me is enough for an average person to work for two months. If you really didn't have the money, would you have been willing to buy it?"
Wen Zhaoye's voice seemed to come from ancient times, as firm as if piercing through the silent night:
"I'm willing to give. Even if I don't have money, if there's something you want, I will still do everything I can to help you get it."
Wen Jiaojiao: "You are really nice, but you are also really provocative. Like now, you know I don't like being intimate with others in public."
You just wouldn't listen to my wishes, and you practically wanted to circle around every passing dog.
Wen Zhaoye's smile vanished, and he gazed intently at the bustling crowd.
Even if I go along with everything you say, you still don't like me, so this time I can only do things my way.
Ah Long had completely lost his job. He leaned against the car and saw the two of them coming back arm in arm, but he didn't even bother to greet them or follow them to protect them.
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at him and said:
"You sit at the table when the master is eating, but run away first when the master has something to do, is that it?"
Ah Long remained expressionless.
"Follow the rules."
"You've worked hard." Wen Zhaoye handed him a pack of cigarettes, and before Wen Jiaojiao could stop him, he put his arm around her and went upstairs.
Wen Jiaojiao frowned slightly and said:
"Is this how you bribed him?"
Wen Zhaoye said with a faint smile:
"I guess so."
Wen Jiaojiao took out her key and opened the door. Suddenly, she saw that the living room was filled with her things that she had left at the Jiang family's house. She paused for a moment, then said:
"How could Ah Long do this? Did you hire him?"
Wen Zhaoye sat on the sofa, drinking water.
"This Ah Long is quite perceptive. He knew you didn't want to go back, so he moved all your things here without saying a word."
This Ah Long really surprised me. Wen Jiaojiao chuckled, then clenched her fists secretly and walked out, saying, "I'm going to kill him."
The next second, her arm was grabbed, and then she was sitting on a strong, muscular lap.
Wen Zhaoye wrapped one arm around her and looked at the girl sitting on his lap with a light smile.
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