"It's none of your business."
Yu Guanguan still ignored him and sat down on the sofa, quietly waiting for Lou Manyue.
She didn't want to talk to Wen Yuan, but he seemed to have nothing better to do. Instead of leaving, he sat down as well.
He stood right beside her, at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, and then observed her with keen interest through his icy, snake-like eyes.
Yu Guanguan frowned. The gaze that fell on her was unrestrained and full of evil, making her feel very uncomfortable.
She shifted her body, looked up at Wen Yuan, and said, "What do you have to do? I remember Quan Jingzhou is very busy managing the Emperor, or are you just a good-for-nothing playboy?"
He knew that Wen Yuan was most jealous of Quan Jingzhou, and the person he most wanted to surpass was also Quan Jingzhou.
So I deliberately used words to provoke him, hoping to make him angry and embarrassed.
If we could just pack up and leave, that would be ideal.
To everyone's surprise, Wen Yuan's smile deepened instead of getting angry upon hearing this. "Yes, Young Master Quan is always very busy, so he doesn't have much time to spend with you, right?"
Yu Guanguan frowned, at the ambiguity and mockery in his tone.
“I’m not a child who needs someone to stay by my side all day long,” Yu Guanguan retorted. “We’re all adults, and Jingzhou has the responsibility of the entire Quan family on his shoulders. It’s only right that he’s busy. After all, if his subordinates were as capable as him, he wouldn’t have to work so hard.”
Wen Yuan's expression finally changed, and a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.
This Yu Guanguan was indeed sharp-tongued, constantly pointing out that he was inferior to Quan Jingzhou, hitting his weak spot. But precisely because of this, Wen Yuan's interest in Yu Guanguan grew stronger and stronger.
He increasingly looked forward to conquering Yu Guanguan.
However, after experiencing Yu Guanguan's sharp tongue, Wen Yuan decided to try a different approach.
His gaze swept across the coffee table, noticing the teacups on it. He elegantly picked one up and asked, "Is this your tea?"
Yu Guanguan looked at his lips pressed against the teacup and felt a surge of disgust. She was about to order Wen Yuan to put them down when she suddenly remembered something.
"So what if it's mine?" Yu Guanguan rolled her eyes and said, feigning anger, "Don't you have any other cups at home? Why do you have to share a cup of tea with others?"
Seeing his angry expression, Wen Yuan felt a sense of accomplishment in winning back the score.
He hadn't originally planned to use this cup for tea, but since Yu Guanguan was so bothered by it, he might as well give it a try.
"So what if it is?"
Wen Yuan deliberately and slowly raised the teacup to his lips, then drank the tea in one gulp.
Yu Guanguan watched him drink heartily and sneered inwardly.
"How is it? Is it good?" She looked at Wen Yuan with schadenfreude.
"Hmm..."
Wen Yuan's expression changed, as if he had swallowed dry swill, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.
In the end, he could only awkwardly throw the teacup into the trash can.
Wen Yuan glanced at Yu Guanguan and realized that she was deliberately trying to make a fool of him.
Feeling humiliated, he slammed the teacup into the trash can and shouted, "Someone come here!"
A maid walked up quickly with her head down, "Second Young Master".
Wen Yuan slapped him across the face. "How do you treat your guests? You brought out such cold tea. Go and get a new cup."
The servant didn't dare to resist and quickly went to get him a different cup.
Wen Yuan quickly picked up a fresh cup of tea, poured it into Zai Li's mouth, and rinsed it.
That half-cup of tea really messed him up; his salty taste buds seemed to have lost all sensation. I really don't know how Yu Guanguan managed to drink most of it.
Wen Yuan had no idea that Yu Guanguan didn't touch the cup of tea again, but instead poured some of it into the trash can.
In an attempt to create ambiguity, he deliberately shared a cup with Yu Guanguan, but Yu Guanguan turned the tables on him and tricked him into drinking a cup of salty water.
Yu Guanguan watched Wen Yuan constantly drinking water and rinsing his mouth, and inwardly clapped her hands in satisfaction.
"You don't need to take it out on the maid." Looking at Wen Yuan's angry expression, Yu Guanguan said coolly, "You can find out what happened with this cup of tea by asking your mother. I think she'll be happy to tell you."
Wen Yuan was taken aback. "My mom?"
He then recalled Wu Fangrong's always arrogant demeanor and understood.
It seems that this cup of tea was Wu Fangrong's masterpiece.
As a result, it didn't harm Yu Guanguan, but instead caused her son to drink most of it.
They deserved it.
Yu Guanguan made up her mind.
After rinsing his mouth, Wen Yuan regained his elegant demeanor.
He looked up, his gaze sweeping over Yu Guanguan with an ambiguous look, and suddenly said, "Jingzhou is actually so comfortable letting you come out alone."
Yu Guanguan frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing." Wen Yuan's eyes became increasingly audacious. He moved closer to Yu Guanguan's side and lowered his voice, saying, "If I had a wife as beautiful and with such a great figure as you, I would definitely lock you up at home and not let you go out and attract other men."
To attract bees and butterflies?
She was just wearing ordinary casual clothes, so why was she attracting so many suitors?
Yu Guanguan shifted her body in disgust, wanting to get away from Wen Yuan.
Just then, she realized that there were only the two of them in the living room, and this gave her a feeling of disgust and dread.
It's best to stay as far away from people like Wen Yuan as possible.
Furthermore, what exactly is going on with Lou Manyue? Why hasn't she come downstairs yet?
Could something really have happened?
But this is the Quan family home, so how could anyone dare to lay a hand on her, the young lady?
Yu Guanguan felt increasingly uneasy and suddenly stood up. "I'm going to find Manyue."
How could she forget that just a few minutes ago, Wu Fangrong had said she was going upstairs to catch up with Lou Manyue?
But given Lou Manyue's dislike for Wu Fangrong, how could she possibly reminisce with her?
It's more like they've become enemies.
Thinking of Wu Fangrong's calculating face, Yu Guanguan couldn't sit still.
Unexpectedly, just as she was about to leave, Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her away violently.
"ah……"
Yu Guanguan lost her balance and then fell onto his lap.
"What are you doing?" Yu Guanguan struggled to break free of his arm. "Let go of me."
The way Wen Yuan looked at her made her feel extremely dangerous.
Without thinking, Yu Guanguan raised her arm and slapped him across the face. "Let go."
"Smack!"
Wen Yuan was caught off guard and ended up with a handprint on his face.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and his grip on Yu Guanguan's wrist tightened. "You dare hit me?"
"Ouch, you're hurting me! Let go of me."
Yu Guanguan's face turned pale as she was being held captive, struggling to get away from Wen Yuan.
"You hit me?" Wen Yuan suddenly smiled, as if reliving the slap, and slowly closed his eyes. "Do you know that the more a woman like you resists, the more easily a man becomes impulsive..."
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