Yu Wei frowned and said in an unhappy tone, "I am free to wear whatever clothes I want."
She was about to walk to the cloakroom, but Yan Wenzhou grabbed her waist and led her over.
He put one hand on her waist and deftly unbuttoned her skirt with the other hand, but his tone was cold, "You can say it again if you can."
Yu Wei grabbed his hand and said, "Yan Wenzhou!"
Yan Wenzhou directly cut her hands behind her back, continued his movements, quickly unbuttoned all the buttons on the skirt, and then reached in.
Yu Wei wanted to retreat, but he picked her up and put her on the cabinet behind her.
Yu Wei's cheeks turned red uncontrollably, and his hands flirted wantonly. Thinking of Wen Siya's words, Yu Wei resisted a little.
How could he love Wen Siya deeply in his heart, yet do these things to her without changing his expression?
Her hair was messy and her clothes were messy, but he still looked that dignified. He didn't even unbutton a button, and his black eyes were calm and unruffled.
This is not fair!
Dark blue skirts were scattered on the ground.
Yan Wenzhou touched her face, his tone was frivolous, but his eyes were still cold, "You can keep wearing it if you want. I don't mind helping you take it off a few more times."
He wanted to retreat, but Yu Wei suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned forward and kissed his thin lips.
A gentle kiss made Yan Wenzhou stunned for a moment.
Yu Wei's eyes were gentle and lingering, and her soft lips pressed against her again. Why should he kiss her whenever he wanted, touch her whenever he wanted, and leave whenever he wanted? What did he think of her?
Yu Wei wrapped around him like a vine.
Soft fingers unbuttoned his shirt, caressed his firm chest muscles, and then slowly moved downwards.
Yan Wenzhou grabbed her hand and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Yu Wei looked at him with confused eyes, and Yan Wenzhou's mind was filled with her shy but bold flirtation that night.
"Of course I know." Her soft lips landed on his chest, moving downwards little by little.
All the cells in Yan Wenzhou's body seemed to be boiling. He pulled her hair, raised her head, leaned over and kissed her lips.
Yu Wei cooperated obediently.
The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and clothes were scattered all over the floor.
With lust burning in her dark eyes, Yu Wei calmly pushed him away, "It's time for me to apply the medicine."
Looking at her face that was still red but cold, Yan Wenzhou came back to his senses and suddenly understood her intention. She laughed angrily and clasped the back of her neck, "What do you want to prove? Prove? What’s your attraction to me?”
Yu Wei looked at him calmly, "I'm just responding to you."
Thinking of his loss of control, Yan Wenzhou gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you very proud?"
Seeing the anger in the man's eyes, Yu Wei felt much better, and leaned over to kiss him again, "The doctor said it will take half a month, please bear with it."
Yan Wenzhou looked at the provocation in her eyes and suddenly laughed. He stroked her moist lips with his fingertips and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't Mrs. Yan know that there is more than one kind of interest between husband and wife?"
…
When Yu Wei woke up in the morning, Yan Wenzhou had already left. She washed her hands three more times before changing her clothes and going out.
When she arrived at the Mid-level Villa, she first helped Song Qinghe with acupuncture.
Song Qinghe looked at her gently, "Dr. Yu, starting from tomorrow, you should not come again."
Yu Wei looked at her in surprise, "Is this what Mr. Yan means?"
Song Qinghe coughed twice and shook his head, "I heard that Shen Meiling bought your grandfather's clinic. Don't worry, I will definitely let Ting Song help you get the clinic back."
"Whether Mr. Yan takes it back to the clinic or not, I will continue to treat you."
Song Qinghe shook his head, "Anyway, with my body, what difference does it make if I live for another year or two? Your status is already special. If you continue to treat me, it will definitely affect your life. It's not worth it."
"Since I promised Mr. Yan, I will not give up halfway."
"I know you are afraid that Tingsong won't agree. Don't worry, I will tell him."
Yu Wei couldn't help but glance at Song Qinghe. Although she looked sick, there was still gentleness in her eyebrows. She should have been a very gentle woman when she was young.
Yu Wei thought of Shen Meiling again. Even though she was in her fifties, she was still elegant and noble with proper care. She was also a beautiful woman when she was young.
What is the charm of the woman in front of him? Even if she is about to wither, she can still make Yan Tingsong remain deeply devoted to her and never leave her.
Is this the charm of Bai Yueguang?
Thinking of Yan Wenzhou's various protections for Wen Siya, it doesn't seem difficult to understand.
But Yan Wenzhou only dared to keep Wen Siya in his heart at most, and Yan Tingsong not only kept people in his heart, but also lived by his side. No wonder Shen Meiling hated her so much.
Back at the villa, Yu Wei's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. Yu Wei thought it was a harassing call and refused to answer it. The other party called her reluctantly.
Yu Wei sat on the sofa and answered the call. Shang Lei's voice came over, "Mrs. Yan..."
Yu Wei frowned, cut off the call, and added his number to the blacklist.
She originally thought that Song Qinghe was just talking politely, so when she went to the Mid-level Villa again and Song Qinghe refused to accept her treatment, Yu Wei was surprised.
Yan Tingsong was very decadent, obviously he had been tortured a lot.
Seeing Yu Wei come in, Yan Tingsong only glanced at her and looked away, "Don't worry, I will get it back for you from the clinic. Qinghe's treatment cannot be stopped."
"Or you can change someone else." Yu Wei explained, "I mean, I'm still the one doing the consultations and prescribing, but I just step behind the scenes."
Yan Tingsong smiled bitterly, "That's not necessary. This is not the first time in these years that she has lost her temper and refused to cooperate with treatment. Your reason here is secondary."
Yan Tingsong sighed, "Actually, I know that every minute and every second of her life is suffering, but... I can't bear to let go! If my love for her can't support her to live, what else can support?"
Yu Wei thought of something and whispered: "I remember you said that you have a daughter. If you can find her, maybe you can give her the motivation to live."
Yan Tingsong's eyes brightened a bit, but he had been looking for him for so many years and still had no whereabouts of the child.
Song Qinghe refused to receive treatment. Yu Wei did not go upstairs and drove out of the mountainside villa.
On the way, she received a call from Yu Mo, asking her to go to "Juese" in the evening. "Meng Zhiyao has returned to China and has formed a bureau there. She insists on an appointment with you."
Yu Wei responded, "You haven't recovered yet, so drink less."
"Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."
Yu Wei arrived at Juese on time in the evening, and happened to meet a few friends at the door, and they walked in together.
In the booth in the corner of the bar, Gu Tingsen noticed Yu Wei and touched Yan Wenzhou's arm, "Isn't that your wife?"
Yan Wenzhou raised his head and only had time to see Yu Wei's back.
"Aren't you going to say hello?"
Yan Wenzhou ignored it and took a sip of wine.
Gu Tingsen touched his chin and looked at him with a gossipy face, "Tell me the truth, buddy, are you sitting here drinking for Siya or for your wife?"
