She was full of thoughts about making new progress this time, whistling tunelessly, and cut a snow willow tree.
The theme of this charity dinner is maintaining flower buds.
She bent the snow willow into a bracelet.
The fluttering white flowers are either in bud or blooming, with small green leaves intertwined among them. When worn on the hand, it looks like emeralds and pearls are intertwined and inlaid.
Maintaining flower buds is actually an activity for women who support students.
I heard that there will be children who will be helped. It would be more appropriate for her to wear flowers than jewelry.
At a charity dinner hosted by the Chen family.
Wen Yangzhi arrived a little earlier and chatted with Mr. Chen and his wife in the private room for a while.
When he came out, a girl with an outstanding appearance in a long dress came to chat with Wen Yangzhi.
Looking at the noble Wen Yangzhi, he was almost as charming as silk.
But Wen Yangzhi never paid much attention to him. Until Jiang Jianqing came over, the other party could only leave.
Seeing Wen Yangzhi forcing another one back, Jiang Jianqing chuckled: "Come to think of it, I've never seen you get close to anyone of the opposite sex."
Jiang Jianqing picked up the champagne glass on the waiter's tray: "What kind do you like?"
Wen Yang blocked him back with one sentence:
"Naughty."
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Jianqing's expression changed from
(○ﾟεﾟ○) became (⑉°-°).
This was so unlike what Wen Yangzhi would say. It was so spicy and arrogant that Jiang Jianqing even suspected that he had heard it wrong.
When the word "saucy" came out of Wen Yangzhi's mouth, it was simply earth-shattering.
Most people rarely use this kind of word, unlike Wen Yangzhi, who is always elegant and calm.
It turns out that Wen Yangzhi also likes to be coquettish and flamboyant.
Sure enough, men are all the same.
I had only heard people say such words in private, but Wen Yangzhi actually expressed his feelings directly.
Jiang Jianqing held the handle of the goblet with his long fingers and shook it gently. The rich and smooth tannins of the wine, like velvet, slid through his mouth and he couldn't help but laugh:
"I thought you were going to say smart, but you said coquettish."
Wen Yangzhi ignored his words, raised his hand, and adjusted the cufflink pin on the white French-sleeved shirt. It was a B&C antique whale tail button inlaid with sapphires. It was shiny but not dazzling, which was in line with his identity.
But it has nothing to do with that sentence.
Jiang Jianqing was curious: "Didn't you say you like white gardenias? Gardenias are white and pure. Tell me, how can coexistence with sex coexist? Isn't this a false proposition?"
Wen Yangzhi said without further ado: "It's not a false proposition."
Jiang Jianqing's head was still full of questions: "The last time I asked you to come to the private party at the Mid-Levels Villa, the innocent female star was staring at you to the point of looking at you——"
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Jianqing suddenly understood that purity and coquettishness were opposites.
Wen Yangzhi didn't want him to ask, so he just said something to silence him.
No wonder, he said that there are women who are both pure and coquettish.
Fortunately, he really thought there was such a person.
Yun Yu arrived at the venue late. Looking around at the people he had not met for a week, he suddenly saw Jiang Jianqing talking to a man.
Although his back was facing her, his back was straight and loose, his legs were long, his shoulders were wide and his waist was thin. Every single figure from his back looked noble and familiar.
Yun Yuwan immediately ran over.
Jiang Jianqing was still teasing Wen Yangzhi, "Has your desire for women also been mortgaged to the bank?"
A slender and beautiful figure suddenly ran out.
He put his arms around Wen Yangzhi's waist and whispered, "Brother, I really want to go home."
Yun Yuwan put her arms into his suit and pressed against his silky shirt. The muscles underneath were tight, the waistline was narrow, the erected latissimus dorsi had a slight concave arc, and Wen Yangzhi's waist felt So good that you don't want to let go.
She leaned her face against his chest as well.
The fragrance of gardenia on Yun Yuwan's body came over him softly, wrapping around him like lingering black hair.
So intimate.
Jiang Jianqing was a little surprised.
And faced with the sudden hug.
Wen Yangzhi did not push him away, but simply said: "Go find someone else to play with."
Jiang Jianqing burst out laughing.
Like coaxing a child.
Yun Yuwan glared at him: "Why are you laughing?"
It's just that she doesn't glare harshly, and she looks kinder than others, so even her round eyes don't mean any harm.
Jiang Jianqing smiled slightly: "Sister, you are so cute."
Yun Yuwan was happy and hummed: "Of course."
Jiang Jianqing really thought she was cute now, and she was surprisingly easy to coax.
I had just met her before, but I didn't know her temperament. It turned out that Wen Yangzhi's sister had this personality.
But he didn't expect that Wen Yangzhi's relationship with his sister didn't seem to be that bad.
Probably because he had developed some affection over the past few years, his sister actually dared to act coquettishly with him like this.
This was also the first time he saw someone dare to do this to Wen Yangzhi.
It's true that one thing brings down another thing.
Never seen that.
He was startled when he saw her rushing over to hug Yang Zhi.
Yun Yuwan withdrew his gaze, raised his head and looked at Wen Yangzhi, with a pair of big, clear and watery eyes. The show started immediately, and he mumbled as if he was aggrieved:
"Who are you going to play with? I don't know anyone else, but I know you."
Wen Yangzhi was still not angry, but unmoved: "There is a shopping mall upstairs."
She hugged him tighter, hugged his narrow waist, pressed her soft cheeks against his chest, and said as if there was no one else around: "I don't want it."
Wen Yangzhi didn't even look at her: "I'll ask the driver to take you back."
Yun Yuwan said angrily: "I want to go to the top floor of No. 18 on the Bund."
Jiang Jianqing next to him had a meaningful expression.
That's a bar.
The Wen's Bank Head Office Building is on the Bund, just a few buildings away. How could Wen Yangzhi not know what is on the top of Building No. 18?
But Wen Yangzhi just finally lowered his eyes and stared at her expressionlessly.
As the name suggests, everyone must look up to him, and that sense of oppression is inherent.
Yun Yuwan shrank his head consciously: "Well, actually, I don't really want to go to the bar."
But her arms were still tightly wrapped around him, soft and boneless against him.
Wen Yangzhi didn't respond at all. She muttered, "Brother, why don't you care about me at all?"
The gentle eyes were cold, not looking at her, as if she was just a kitten that climbed up occasionally:
"I don't have time to deal with you."
She looked left and right, not many guests had arrived yet, and she didn't see Wen Yangzhi talking to anyone except Jiang Jianqing.
Her voice was soft and long: "But I think you are quite free."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man came up to him with a smile on his face: "Director Wen, long time no see. Our fund will entrust Wen as the custodian bank this time."
The other party also extended his hand to Wen Yangzhi.
It's like not seeing a woman leaning on him.
Wen Yangzhi was also indifferent, not embarrassed at all, and was not at all embarrassed by the presence of Yun Yuwan in his arms. He had a tendency to reach out, and the cufflinks brushed against her waist: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
The moment the cold sapphire crossed her side, it was as hot as fire and wanted to spark.
