Chapter 7: Failed Affair
Chapter 7
Regarding the question "What kind of skirt would be appropriate to wear to the next banquet?", Wen Xi and Ming Yao thought about it for more than ten minutes but still couldn't decide on a suitable type.
“Ahh——” Ming Yao yawned with a ferocious expression, tears welling up in his eyes. He waved his hands and said, “No, I can’t bear it any longer. Anyway, he’s busy, and you two can’t meet tomorrow. Let’s wake up during the day, and I’ll think about it for you.”
"Sometimes, inspiration comes in a flash, you can't force it. It's something you don't seek."
"And no matter what you wear, the effect should be similar."
Wen Xi nodded: "It's really getting late, so you should go back to sleep. Do you want me to prepare breakfast for you tomorrow?"
“No need,” Ming Yao waved his hand. “It’s almost three o’clock now. I won’t wake up until one or two in the afternoon. I can just order takeout. You don’t have to call me if you want to leave in the morning. Just send me a message on WeChat.”
"Okay." Wen Xi nodded.
Maybe because he was used to working and staying up late, Wen Xi was not very sleepy yet. Unable to fall asleep for a while, he found a comfortable position, opened his mobile phone, and prepared to find a Chinese course to watch for a while to get sleepy. After all, the vague voice of a middle-aged man teaching was really like a sleeping pill.
When the phone was turned off, it was still on the WeChat chat interface with Yan Jue. When he turned on the phone again, Wen Xi realized that he had accidentally taken a photo of Yan Jue's profile picture while chatting with Ming Yao.
He wanted to withdraw, but found that the time had exceeded two minutes.
Wen Xi was a little confused. He patted the guest at three o'clock in the morning. What should he say?
Just as he was lost in thought, his cell phone rang. When he lowered his eyes again, he saw that in addition to the system notification, there was a new message in the empty chat box between them.
[Y.]: Haven’t you finished get off work yet?
It was exactly three o'clock in the morning.
Wen Xi was surprised that Yan Jue hadn't slept yet.
[溪流成海]: Why hasn’t my brother slept yet?!
[溪流成海]: It’s been a long time since I got off work, I got off work at 1:30.
[Y.]: There is quite a lot of work, and I have been dealing with it until now.
[Y.]: You got off work so late, are you home yet?
I didn't expect Yanjue to be so busy at work.
[溪流成海]: Work is so hard (heartache)
[Streams Become Seas]: Don't worry, brother (*^-^*)
Wen Xi raised her phone, took a picture of herself, and sent it to prove that she was lying in bed.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I have arrived home safely.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I was just getting ready to go to bed and was thinking of saying good night to my brother, but I didn’t expect you weren’t asleep either.
"The other party is typing" appeared on the phone, and disappeared after five seconds. Wen Xi pursed his lips in bewilderment, thinking that he was really not good at communicating with others, especially with a man like Yan Jue who was not proactive.
Wenxi grabbed the pig doll from the bedside, buried his face in it, and sighed sadly.
Ming Yao, who said he was going back to his room to sleep, finally got off Wenxi's bed, stood on the bed, yawned, and looked at Wenxi.
In the familiar environment, Wenxi was very relaxed, lying lazily on the bed like a boneless kitten.
The air conditioner in the room was turned on low. Wenxi casually clamped her legs between the pure black thin blanket, covering her abdomen to avoid catching a cold. Her loose black shorts that went below her knees were rolled up to the middle of her thighs by the thin blanket, revealing most of her rosy leg flesh. The color difference made her look slender and fair.
It is a pair of beautiful legs that would make anyone who sees them want to be strangled by their neck.
Ming Yao said seriously: "Is it really impossible for me to sleep with you?"
Not knowing what Ming Yao was mad about, Wen Xi blinked and refused: "No."
Ming Yao held his forehead and smiled bitterly, then sighed, "I knew it." He compromised and said, "Then can you touch my legs and I go to sleep?"
Wen Xi followed Ming Yao's line of sight and looked down at her own legs. No matter how she looked at them, they looked very ordinary. She didn't know why Ming Yao wanted to touch her legs every time he saw them.
Although it wouldn't matter if he touched it, Wen Xi, who already knew Ming Yao's background as a minion, now had substantial evidence to prove that he was thinking about something strange. She curled up her legs, sternly said, "You can't do that either."
"Your pretty mouth always likes to say hurtful things." Ming Yao covered his chest and pretended to be hurt, stumbling to the door: "My heart is broken, it seems that only sleep can comfort me."
Wen Xi snorted with laughter, resting his chin on the doll, leaving only one hand exposed to wave like a lucky cat, "Good night."
"Well, I don't really want to touch it, it's so funny." Ming Yao closed the door stubbornly, "Don't stay up too late."
"Good night, Xiaoyao."
Wen Xi responded with a smile, and when he lowered his head again, Yan Jue, who had been silent for a long time, finally sent a message.
[Y.]: Do you live outside of school with your boyfriend?
Wen Xi blinked blankly at the message. How could he not know that she had a boyfriend? After quickly browsing the previous text, Wen Xi finally found the problem.
In the photo I just sent to Yan Jue, I accidentally captured half of Ming Yao's body. Although his face was not shown, Ming Yao was wearing an old man's shirt and shorts. His right arm was thicker than his own arm because of cocktails. He was lying next to him, playing with his phone without knowing anything. Coupled with his exposed legs, it looked like they were a couple getting ready to go to bed.
Wen Xi: “!”
A few hours ago, he whispered in someone's ear "I like you, see you next time", but less than half a day later, he sent Yan Jue a photo that seemed to be intentional to show his legs but accidentally revealed that he had a partner.
Oh my God, Wenxi felt like the sky was falling.
This is a major business issue!
Wen Xi didn't know what Yan Jue would understand it to mean, but in the current situation, Wen Xi felt like a scumbag, as if he and his boyfriend were lying in bed, intimately hugging each other and about to fall asleep, but one minute before falling asleep, he was secretly having an affair with someone outside.
It would be bad enough that he had an affair with Yan Jue, but the key point was that it was exposed.
Yanjue sent another message.
[Y.]: Ah.
[Y.]: Is it inconvenient to answer now?
Wen Xi felt that this polite and subtle way of asking was strange. His brain was working rapidly, and his fingers were typing so fast that afterimages appeared.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]:? Boyfriend?
Then he paused for three seconds and continued typing.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Haha, I accidentally included my friend in the photo when taking the photo.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: The person next to you is not your boyfriend!
[Streams Become Seas]: (A yellow bear wearing glasses looks serious)
[溪流成海]: Actually, my brother has seen him before. He is the bartender who was with me at the bar today. We are good friends. It was just that he got off work too late and couldn’t go back home due to the school’s curfew, so he stayed at his colleague’s house.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Brother, do you remember him?
[Y.]: I have some impression that I misunderstood.
Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, the message sent by Yan Jue made his pupils dilate.
[Y.]: I thought Wenwen had a boyfriend and lied to me.
[Y.]: After all, when you left Ni Ye, you said you loved me.
Wen Xi was startled and started typing quickly.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m still young.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I just turned 18, so if I have a partner, it would be considered puppy love.
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: Now is the time to work hard for my career, but I am very self-disciplined.
For some reason, the instant reply paused, and the phrase “the other party is typing” appeared and disappeared, and then the message was sent.
[Y.]: It’s true that I don’t have a boyfriend.
[Y.]: What about what you said in Ni Ye that you liked me?
Yan Jue did not ask any further questions after asking the question. This straightforward questioning was enough to make Wen Xi's heart beat fast.
What a vigilant man! After saying so much, I still couldn't get around him.
Wen Xi typed subconsciously, but before clicking send, he deleted "Of course it's true" word by word.
In the office, Zheng Yuting was slumped on the sofa, unconscious. Cen Tan looked up from a thick pile of documents, only to see Yan Jue slacking off and playing with his phone.
Cen Tan: "Have you finished processing the report?"
Yan Jue: "No."
Cen Tan: "Then what do you play with your phone?"
Yan Jue: "Watch the video."
Cen Tan: "Boss Yan, why are you watching videos in the middle of the night instead of working? You really think I'm working for you in vain."
Yan Jue raised his eyelids and looked at Cen Qin, and said insincerely, "Mr. Cen, you have worked hard." Then he quickly took out the Bluetooth headset and put it on.
Cen Tan: "..."
Yanjue turned on the sound and played the video again.
The video is very short, only ten seconds long, and is shot from a top-down angle. The boy's soft black hair is tied into a small bun with a small sunflower tied to it, and the sleeping owner's movements are shaking stubbornly on his head.
The camera is very close to the face, a close-up angle, and the owner Shui Yingying can even clearly see the lit screen of the mobile phone in her eyes. The chin is resting on the piggy doll, which is pink, and the boy's cheeks are translucent pink. The small black mole on the tip of his nose is swaying coquettishly, and the accusatory words sound like a spoiled child.
"I'm telling the truth, Yanjue. Don't think of me like that."
Wenxi's cheeks were pressed round by the doll. She tilted her little face and stared at the camera intently. Her eyelashes were clearly visible, and the tips of her ears and nose were all pink with shyness.
"Wenwen likes you very very much."
Wen Xi on the opposite side finished filming the video, his heart pounding, he clicked on the video and watched it once, Wen Xi even turned off his phone before watching it to the end.
The air conditioner was whirring, but Wenxi felt like she was about to melt from the heat. The way she explained herself in the video sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child.
Ding ding.
The message alert sounded and Yan Jue replied.
Wen Xi's eyelids twitched, and he opened his phone with trepidation. After seeing the content, he took a deep breath and wrapped himself in the quilt, trying to pretend to be an ostrich to avoid the world.
The phone that was thrown at the doll was on the screen, with two messages that Yan Jue replied to three minutes apart.
[Y.]: I liked what I heard.
[Y.]: Wenxi the piglet.
bite.
[Y.]: Good night.
After five minutes, the hand with pink fingertips finally got out of the bed slowly, grabbed the phone with the screen lit up, and typed away agrievancely as if he had mustered up a huge amount of courage.
[The stream becomes the sea]:!
[Stream Becomes Sea]: Okay.
[Stream Becomes Sea]: Good night.
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