The moon is bright outside the window and the stars are sparse, and the clouds and rain are beginning to subside inside the house.
After not seeing each other for three months, the man was a little unsatisfied and spent most of the night.
Yu Wei came out of the shower, and Yan Wenzhou was putting on his shirt. The water droplets from his hair fell on the tight muscles of his chest. There were a few shallow scratches on them, which she had accidentally injured just now.
Yu Wei turned her face away and happened to see the clock on the wall. It was about three o'clock in the morning.
"It's so late, where are you going?"
Yan Wenzhou did not answer her question, but said coldly: "Don't forget to take your medicine."
Yu Wei was stunned, "You didn't take any measures?"
Yan Wenzhou glanced at the empty box on the bedside and raised the corners of his lips, "It's rare for Mrs. Yan to be so enthusiastic. She's finished it."
It's obviously him...
Yu Wei's cheeks turned red, and after hesitating for a moment, she said, "Why don't we have a baby?"
The enthusiasm that had not dissipated in the room seemed to freeze in an instant.
Yan Wenzhou fastened the buttons slowly, then suddenly pinched her chin and asked her to raise her head, "Why, you want to tie me up with your child again?"
Facing his cold eyes, the color on Yu Wei's face faded little by little, "I don't."
"No?" Yan Wenzhou sneered, "Have you forgotten how you became Mrs. Yan?"
Yu Wei's mind flashed back to that rainy night three years ago, when she drank too much and stumbled into the room. It was him who pressed over and said he would fulfill her wish.
She shook her head and explained, "I never thought about being a banquet wife."
When Yan Wenzhou heard this, he tightened his fingers, and Yu Wei's face wrinkled up in pain.
"So, I have wronged you these past three years." Yan Wenzhou smiled sarcastically, "If you don't want to be Mrs. Yan, then do you want to be Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Li, or...Mrs. Meng?"
Yu Wei's expression tightened, "You know that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean?" Yan Wenzhou turned her face away, "You don't want to be my wife, but you want to give me a child. Should I say you are noble or stupid?"
Yu Wei's face turned pale, "It was grandma who kept urging us to have a baby, so I..."
"You should take it off yourself." Yan Wenzhou looked at her indifferently, "Be your wife, and don't think about anything you shouldn't."
Yan Wenzhou left, but Yu Wei could not fall asleep again.
The two have been married for three years. Although it is not considered love, Yan Wenzhou is not too cold towards her. She thought...it turns out that he still cares about those things in his heart.
Yu Wei stayed up all night, and the servant delivered the medicine to her room early in the morning. Yu Wei felt bitter looking at the medicine.
After taking the medicine, she got up and watered the flowers and plants in the backyard.
The phone kept ringing. Yu Wei glanced at it and saw that it was in a small group. Someone in it said, "Big news, the sixth daughter of the Yan family has returned to China. There will be a celebration party at the 'Golden Years' tonight!"
It blew up many people in the group.
The messages kept ringing.
I don't know who said something else, "I heard that Mr. Yan personally took the sixth lady back to the country."
The group became quiet again.
Yu Wei had heard some rumors about Yan Wenzhou's affair with the sixth lady of the Yan family.
But when she married into the Yan family, the sixth lady had already left the country. The only thing she knew about the sixth lady was that her surname was Wen, not Yan, but Wen Siya.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Yu Wei received a call from Yan Wenzhou, asking her to pick him up at Golden Years.
Golden Years is the favorite entertainment club of this group of wealthy young men, but she has been married to Yan Wenzhou for three years, and Yan Wenzhou has never officially introduced her to his group of friends, so she rarely goes there.
Yu Wei drove to the club.
Golden Years is a five-story single-family building. It looks like a magnificent palace on the busiest street in the imperial capital. It is covered with ambient lights and shines brightly in the dark night.
Yu Wei called Yan Wenzhou, and a woman's voice came through, "Who is this? Wenzhou is drunk and can't answer the phone now."
Yan Wenzhou didn't give her a note?
Yu Wei clenched her phone and said, "Which box is he in? I'll go in and pick him up."
The woman readily reported the name of the box.
Yu Wei opened the door. There were many men and women in the box. Yan Wenzhou was sitting on the leather sofa in the middle. He was wearing a black shirt, suit trousers, and his long legs were slightly bent.
There was a beautiful woman sitting next to him. The woman was wearing a white dress with his coat on her body. From a distance, she looked like she was nestling in his arms.
"Hey, Mrs. Yan is here." Someone saw Yu Wei and joked with a smile, "Rare visitor!" Someone else whistled.
"Miss, I've seen you, are you satisfied?"
The woman shook the wine glass in her hand, looked at Yu Wei carefully, and smiled without saying a word.
"What do you mean by not talking? To satisfy your curiosity, Mr. Yan called my wife with just one phone call!"
Although Yu Wei was not familiar with Yan Wenzhou's group of friends, they were all in the same circle, so they would inevitably meet each other. Wen Siya was probably the only one who didn't know her.
"What am I so satisfied with? It's not my wife." Wen Siya looked at Yan Wenzhou with a smile, "Why don't we ask Mr. Yan, are you satisfied with this wife?"
Yan Wenzhou raised his eyelids, glanced at Yu Wei, sneered, and said only one word, "Pretend."
Yu Wei's heart tightened, and facing everyone's mocking eyes, she walked to the sofa and held Yan Wenzhou's arm, "You are drunk, let's go home."
Yan Wenzhou stood up, his body shaking a little. Wen Siya looked at him worriedly, "Wenzhou, are you okay?"
Yan Wenzhou had indeed drank a lot, and his eyes swept over Yu Wei's calm little face. He had seen this face for three years, and the more he looked at it today, the more upset he became.
Ha, you never thought about being a banquet wife?
Yan Wenzhou suddenly pushed Yu Wei away. His strength was not small. Yu Wei was pushed back two steps. The light in the box was dim. Someone suddenly stretched out his foot. Yu Wei was unprepared and tripped.
With a "clang", Yu Wei threw herself on the coffee table, knocking over several glasses of wine. The wine soaked her expensive clothes, and her waist hit the corner of the table, causing excruciating pain.
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
I don't know who laughed, and the laughter was harsh.
Yu Wei looked at the soaked shirt. She was glad that she was wearing dark purple today, otherwise she would be even more embarrassed.
"Mrs. Yan, are you okay?" Someone came to help her, but Yu Wei refused. She did not need the sympathy of this group of people.
Wen Siya helped Yan Wenzhou to the door of the box, looked back at her, smiled and said in Yan Wenzhou's ear, "Your wife is quite tolerant."
Wen Siya's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the box to hear.
Yan Wenzhou didn't even look back and said mockingly, "How can I be Mrs. Yan if I can't bear it?"
Propping herself up, Yu Wei looked at the man's back and clenched her palms, "Yan Wenzhou, you asked me to pick you up!"
