The next day, Yun Yu got up late and found that the book he had left on the corridor railing was caught on the door handle.
She didn't think much about it, thinking it was a servant who had packed it up, so she took it into the room.
At three o'clock in the morning, she took out her mobile phone, thinking about teasing Wen Yangzhi, and pondered over Wen Yangzhi's dialog box.
On the other side, Wen Yangzhi had just received a strategic planning proposal for an Internet financial group from a personal friend.
The secretary opened the door for him, interrupting the ongoing meeting among his subordinates.
Everyone, including the CEO, stood up quickly, and Wen Yangzhi waved his hand, signaling no need.
The secretary immediately took Wen Yangzhi's mobile phone and projected it for everyone to see.
During the projection, a line of message suddenly jumped out.
"Brother, your mouth is really soft."
Everyone looked at the projection board and saw the message.
Wen Yangzhi crossed out the message with an expressionless expression.
Be as calm as if the message doesn't exist.
The subordinate began to explain the ppt:
"This is an internal information obtained from Director Wen's personal relationship. The key technology of the Internet financial company we are cooperating with this time is..."
Wen Yangzhi did not waver at all. He always sat calmly where he was, listening to the discussions of his subordinates and listening to the CEO carefully asking him for his opinion.
After the meeting, the employees went out with their computers and materials.
"Did you just see Director Wen's cell phone? Oh my god, Director Wen's girlfriend calls him brother. I didn't expect that Director Wen looks so iceberg, but secretly he actually likes to be called brother."
Another employee showed a meaningful smile: "People always have their quirks. Maybe Mr. Wen likes this kind of coquettish person. He is the coldest and most coquettish. He listens to the coquettishness with a cold face and has no expression on the surface. , I actually like it very much.”
"You guys are telling me how Mr. Wen sends messages to his girlfriend in private, so his girlfriend would complain that my brother is so soft-spoken."
A male employee deliberately raised his voice and joined in the conversation: "Brother~~you have such a soft mouth~~~~"
Another person with whom I was close also followed suit and put my arm around his companion's shoulder: "Brother~~ I want to kiss you~~"
The two or three female employees who were originally discussed said "huh" at the same time, and smiled knowingly at the same time.
Yun Yu sent a message late, but did not receive a reply for a long time.
After a while, the servant heard that Mr. Wen was back.
She ran down happily and happened to see him smoking in the stairwell.
Before she could say anything, he raised his eyes and stared at her, saying coldly: "Yun Yuwan, come here."
She ran down to him with joy in her heart.
What did brother call her for? Did he want to relive yesterday with her?
Haven't reacted yet.
He pressed the cigarette butt hard against the expensive French stained hand-painted glass with his knuckles, put his arm across her waist, and held her waist with his broad palm.
It was hot and hot, and he slapped her ass with his other hand.
Yun Yuwan was unprepared and couldn't help but tremble, and trembled with a frightened "ah".
Another slap hit her round buttocks, and the rough, dry hands moved across her, causing her buttocks to swell slightly.
Yun Yuwan looked at him in confusion and shock: "...brother?"
His eyes were like sharp eagles, which made her legs weak:
"Itchy skin?"
The slap was still burning on her butt. It didn't hurt at all, but felt inexplicably good. She felt that there might be something wrong with her.
But she couldn't help but cry a little: "I don't have one..."
She looked innocent, as if she had done nothing and he had wronged her.
He narrowed his long eyes and said nothing.
She pulled the shirt around his waist, cautiously and fearfully, feeling like she was a little white pheasant that had just been adopted home, and her voice was very uneasy.
"Brother, are you angry?"
She didn't understand the look at all, and hugged his waist: "Brother, don't be angry, okay?"
He lit another cigarette and ignored her, not even looking at her.
Her voice became much softer unconsciously, but she still looked at him timidly but eagerly:
"elder brother."
Wen Yangzhi ignored her.
She was trembling, not knowing whether he was angry or how big his fire was.
He ignored her, and she kept whispering that she would call her brother later and brother again later.
I want to treat her with tenderness and admiration.
She was obviously very scared but still persevered, wanting some response from him.
When he didn't respond, she looked at him with a bit of timidity and fear, but she didn't let go of her arms around his waist.
It's more like coaxing your boyfriend than coaxing your brother.
She kept calling her "brother" here, and he didn't refute, but Yun Yuwan didn't know whether he liked to hear it or whether he felt comfortable hearing it.
She kept barking softly, like a puppy that had just been picked up and was uneasy about its new environment, and she argued unconvincingly:
"Brother, I don't have itchy skin."
He finally lowered his head: "What message did Wupichu send me?"
She looked sad and said in confusion:
"Isn't this kind of information allowed?"
Yun Yuwan was originally just holding his arms around his waist, but now she was clinging to him, her arms hanging on his back, asking him: "Brother, can't we send this kind of information to you?"
He only said: "Do you really want it?"
Facing his wolf-like gloomy and fierce eyes, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva: "What do I want?"
He stared at her coldly: "What do you think?"
She suddenly felt hot all over. His eyes were so hot and dark, as if there was hidden fire hidden in them.
The light from the stained glass fell leisurely on my brother's body. His tall and distinct figure, his clear three-dimensional outline, every bit of it was heart-warming.
He made his whole body feel light and numb, as if there were ants nibbling on it.
The sun was just right, and the two of them stood under the colorful sunlight. Everything was tinged with sunlight, and they felt like they were jumping up and down along their muscles and bones.
She is more alive in the sunlight.
Yun Yuwan reached out to grab the hand he hit her with, held his thumb, and held the other end of the palm with her other hand.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, and from Wen Yangzhi's perspective, a deep ravine could be seen.
She seemed to think that if she caught him like this, he wouldn't hit her.
The sunlight splashing in the sky was white and soft, touching the upper part of his waist and abdomen.
She raised her face, looking charming and innocent in her own way, with an abnormal blush on her cheeks, red eyes at the end, and gorgeous lips.
But he didn't expect that she would hold his hand, put it next to her face, and let him hold her cheek.
The soft cheek flesh was rubbed by the rough and firm palms, soothing him like a puppy rubbing against someone.
"Brother, please stop being angry, okay?"
He stared at her until she felt like she was slowly melting into a puddle of water.
There was no lust in Wen Yangzhi's eyes, only indifference.
"Yun Yuwan, don't bring the European style to your home."
She was a little surprised and opened her arms: "Brother..."
Wen Yangzhi walked away directly without any mercy.
She didn't see Wen Yangzhi for more than ten days in a row.
Yun Yu will know later.
My brother is really angry.
Finally, I couldn't help but call him, but the assistant answered the phone: "Miss Yun, Director Wen is busy, what can I do for you?"
Although the other party's voice contained a polite smile, it was very distant, and one could hear that she felt that she was in trouble.
