Chapter 190: Yu Anwan, What a Bummer!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was a mistake, a miscalculation. She had never imagined that this b*stard could be so outrageous.
Being willing to admit defeat was a fact, but Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin’s arrogant demeanor and felt a bit unwilling.
Wen Jin patted the bed beside him, gesturing for Yu Anwan to join him.
Yu Anwan stood still.
“Do you want me to come over and hold you?” Wen Jin raised an eyebrow.
“President Wen, don’t you know that sleeping with wet hair can cause a headache?” Yu Anwan retorted with a sarcastic tone.
Wen Jin looked at Yu Anwan, his expression somewhat amused. Then, he walked directly toward Yu Anwan’s direction. Just as Yu Anwan thought this man was up to something, she instinctively backed away.
Until Yu Anwan found herself leaning against the door, Wen Jin had completely encircled her within his sphere of influence.
He had just taken a shower, and there was a faint scent of lavender shower gel on him.
Moreover, Wen Jin was quite tall, and Yu Anwan felt that in his presence, she resembled a puppet from the Dwarf Kingdom, easily molded and flattened by Wen Jin.
Men usually had a slightly higher body temperature, especially when Wen Jin looked down at her. Yu Anwan could distinctly feel the warmth emanating from him.
“What’s going on?” Yu Anwan pursed her lips. “Is President Wen planning to blow-dry my hair for me?”
Her words were meant to lighten the mood.
Surprisingly, Wen Jin responded with an “Um” and casually took the hairdryer from Yu Anwan’s hand. Yu Anwan was left dumbfounded, staring at Wen Jin as if he were a creature from another world.
Was Wen Jin going to personally blow-dry her hair?
Was this a sign of the impending apocalypse?
Or had Wen Jin taken the wrong medication today?
Yu Anwan stared at Wen Jin in bewilderment. Wen Jin was amused by her reaction and suddenly lowered his head, planting a kiss on Yu Anwan’s lips.
It was a gentle, affectionate kiss, unlike the previous entanglement of two trapped souls.
The warmth from his lips made Yu Anwan’s heart race, and she even felt a sense of temporal disorientation.
Before Yu Anwan could fully regain her senses, Wen Jin had already moved away. Then, the sound of the hairdryer filled the room, and Yu Anwan sat passively at the dressing table.
Wen Jin stood nearby, his slender fingers combing through Yu Anwan’s hair, meticulously blow-drying it.
Throughout the process, Wen Jin’s movements were incredibly gentle.
The warm breeze flowed, and Yu Anwan began to feel drowsy.
However, her mind remained alert, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Wen Jin, what are you planning to do?”
Wen Jin didn’t respond immediately. After putting away the hairdryer, he suddenly scooped Yu Anwan into his arms and carried her towards the bed.
Yu Anwan was lifted abruptly, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Wen Jin’s neck.
She looked at Wen Jin, but before she could utter a word, she found herself sinking into the soft mattress.
Subsequently, Wen Jin covered them both. The mattress seemed barely able to contain their embrace as it enveloped them.
Yu Anwan felt her palms growing moist.
For a brief moment, her mind went blank.
And in this situation, Wen Jin’s deep and magnetic voice inquired, “Is this acceptable?”
It was a question, yet it felt like he wasn’t asking at all. Wen Jin’s dominance was vividly displayed in this moment.
Yu Anwan wanted to refuse, but in the face of such warmth, she found herself unable to articulate any words of rejection.
Or perhaps, just as Yu Anwan was about to speak, Wen Jin had already silenced her completely.
Everything unfolded naturally.
In the vast room, everything appeared as if it had been cleared away, leaving only Wen Jin and Yu Anwan. Their silhouettes were reflected by the large French window.
They were like entwined mandarin ducks, unwilling to part ways no matter what.
The balcony door wasn’t tightly closed. When the wind blew, the curtains fluttered slightly, but it seemed powerless to dampen the passion in the room.
It lingered for a long time.
It lasted so long that Yu Anwan felt as if her limbs and body had been crushed by a truck before she gradually regained her senses.
Wen Jin propped himself up with one hand on the bed, his deep eyes fixed on Yu Anwan, unwavering.
It was as if they might be affectionate afterward, but with their relationship, post-affection didn’t seem appropriate. They were more like a relationship where they each took what they needed, rather than the affectionate connection they were sharing now.
Yu Anwan didn’t speak.
“What’s on your mind?” Wen Jin lightly asked, pinching Yu Anwan’s hand.
Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin without evading her gaze. “I wonder if Lu Nanxin knows what you’re like.”
“Wen Jin, is this interesting?” Yu Anwan inquired again.
She was referring to their current situation. When Wen Jin heard Yu Anwan’s words, he fell silent for a moment, whether in thought or something else was unclear.
However, Wen Jin continued to play with Yu Anwan’s hand, never letting go. This irked Yu Anwan a bit. “Why do you keep playing with my fingers!” This time, Yu Anwan pulled her hand away, and Wen Jin didn’t persist.
Wen Jin leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette. Yu Anwan wrinkled her nose. “Wen Jin, are you trying to die from lung cancer? I don’t want that, so don’t drag me into it, alright?”
As soon as Yu Anwan finished speaking, Wen Jin promptly extinguished the cigarette butt. “You don’t like it?”
Back when he married Yu Anwan, Wen Jin used to smoke afterward, and Yu Anwan didn’t seem to mind.
However, seeing Yu Anwan’s displeased expression, Wen Jin lowered his head and chuckled. He was quite cooperative.
“I don’t like it,” Yu Anwan retorted.
Wen Jin remained silent, just gazing at Yu Anwan.
Suddenly, Wen Jin began to speak. “For the past few years, Nanxin has been by my side. Grandfather never approved of Nanxin marrying into the Wen family. It was only this year that he relented. After all, Zhanyan is getting older, and he needs a mother who can accompany him to school.”
Yu Anwan listened in silence, absorbing his words.
It felt as though she and Wen Jin rarely had such calm conversations.
“But no matter what I say or what Nanxin does, Zhanyan and Nanxin don’t get along. Zhanyan won’t agree, no matter what. Zhanyan is the Wen family’s treasure, so his preferences will greatly influence the outcome,” Wen Jin continued, his gaze still fixed on Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan’s heart skipped a beat, but she maintained her composure.
“Zhanyan only wants you, ” Wen Jin concluded calmly.
Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin and smiled, though the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. “And then? What is President Wen trying to convey? Are you suggesting that in order to fulfill Zhanyan’s wishes, you want to remarry me and let go of Lu Nanxin?”
This question left Wen Jin momentarily unable to respond.
“Yu Anwan, you know how to spoil the mood.” Wen Jin chuckled, looking amused.
“I’m just being realistic,” Yu Anwan replied.
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