Having said this, Wen Yao felt that it was necessary to remind Yan Sui.

"In the future, please don't touch me in the company. What will happen if someone finds out and exposes me?"

Yan Sui looked at her silently. There was no emotion on his face, but it still made people feel that he was unhappy, and his eyes were tired. After a while, he said calmly: "To be honest, getting married is not a shameful thing.

, it is a definite fact that you are my wife, Wen Yao, your self-deception can only deceive yourself, the more you care about it, the easier it is for accidents to happen."

He didn't regard this matter as something shady. He could tolerate some of Wen Yao's actions and pretend he didn't see it, but her repeated attempts to cover it up and distance herself from the relationship were really infuriating.

.

Wen Yao was silent, and she could hear the coolness and sarcasm in his voice. She said helplessly: "We didn't agree before..."

"Who said yes to you?" He interrupted bluntly.

Wen Yao was startled, indeed.

He never told her clearly whether the relationship between the two was exposed or not. She was the only one who was cautious and worried.

Her heart was suffocating, and she was sitting on pins and needles. After a while, she stood up to leave, "Then you sober up first, and I won't disturb you anymore."

Yan Sui looked at her actions of escaping even if she had the upper hand, and said in a deep voice: "Stop."

Wen Yao stopped.

"Sit down."

She didn't move.

Yan Sui emphasized his tone and uttered one word from his thin lips: "Sit."

Wen Yao finally sat down, lowered her head and said nothing.

Two years ago, Wen Yao was a person who liked to show her emotions on the surface. Although she was on guard against Jiang Shuliu and Wen Yumian, she looked like a very mature and thoughtful person.

But when Yan Sui got along with her, most of what he saw was her very natural side. The tricks and gestures she used to deal with Jiang Shuliu and the others were not worth mentioning in Yan Sui's eyes.

So he knows Wen Yao very well.

To some extent, as long as she slightly purses her lips or frowns, you can know her emotional state, whether she is really disgusted or perfunctory.

The gentle eyes in front of him were downcast, and his face was plain, but the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and the hands on his knees were also twisted.

——Yan Sui could be sure that she was unconvinced at this moment, and was even scolding him secretly in her heart.

However, Yan Sui's idea was correct. On the surface, Wen Yao looked calm and gentle, but in her heart, she was very resentful towards Yan Sui.

One moment I felt that he was overbearing, hypocritical and indifferent, and the other moment I felt that he was authoritarian, overbearing, annoying and had double standards.

Yan Sui put the water cup away, looked at Wen Yao for a few seconds, and then said: "You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it forever. As long as you or I stay in kz for one day, your so-called cover-up of a secret marriage is nonsense."

Wen Yao smiled, the smile was very shallow, and the voice was soft and soft, "There are also other companies with this situation. As far as I know, there is a couple who has been married secretly for ten years in an investment bank. Some banks even do not allow offices.

Romantic couples are prohibited from cooperating with each other, and there are still people who do a good job of keeping it confidential."

"You also said it was something else. Our situation is different."

"Why is it different?" She lost all her sharpness, but she still wore a mask.

Yan Sui remained calm and said, "If you show up to me at the second master Yan's birthday party at the end of the month, it's impossible for the Yan family not to focus on you. I can tell you clearly that as the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Yan family, a wedding is a must.

Indispensable.”

When Wen Yao heard the word "wedding", her heart trembled uncontrollably, and she even felt dizzy. After a few seconds, she recovered, and her voice was inexplicably dry: "...wedding?"

Yan Sui said with a half-smile, "Do you think it's enough to just get a certificate? I've reminded you time and time again that marrying me is not a simple matter."

It was because she didn't know what to say, so she kept trying every possible way to hit it.

Now that I have come to this point, I want to back down.

is it possible.

No.

At least in Wen Yao's expectations, it shouldn't be like this. She always felt that something went beyond her original line of thinking and deviated from the trajectory she set.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something, but found that all her strength seemed to have been taken away from her, and she became tired.

"How many people do you think will know about the Yan family's wedding?"

Even if you don't count the news and gossip from the outside world, it will be spread from one person to another within the circle, and it will be too powerless to cover your mouth to avoid people's eyes and ears.

Wen Yao stopped talking, as if she couldn't find anything to say, and completely gave in.

But she still couldn't help but feel confused. Something was screaming in her blood. Without even thinking about it, she blurted out the words: "Do we have to have a wedding?"

She raised her head and suddenly ran into his calm and deep eyes. The man's eyebrows were indifferent, as if he couldn't notice her panic, so he was extra calm.

"You don't want to do it?" He asked rhetorically in a slightly cold voice.

She was thinking - when they were dating, she had talked to Yan Sui about the wedding more than once. At that time, she discussed with him the style and location of the wedding, and she even thought about the ceremony in advance, including what kind of flowers to use.

Indoor or outdoor, even traveling and getting married.

Yan Sui didn't think deeply about it at that time, but he kept it in his heart.

The air-conditioning in the living room enveloped her, causing goosebumps to appear on her gentle arms, and then she lowered her head and stared at her toes.

After two seconds of silence, she looked up at him and said gently and with a smile: "If you don't want to, can you not hold it?"

"cannot."

He broke her illusions directly and without hesitation.

Although Wen Yao was already prepared in her heart, she still couldn't help but tighten her fingertips after being rejected by him so bluntly.

"What else do you have to worry about-"

As soon as Yan Sui finished speaking, a cell phone rang.

Wen Yao was slightly stunned when she saw it was her cell phone.

The note above was very familiar. She couldn't help but frown and said to Yan Sui, "I'll answer the phone first."

Then he picked it up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, avoiding Yan Sui.

Ignoring the gaze looking at her.

"Hello."

"Yao Yao, are you at home now?"

The call was from Wen Xuemin, his voice a little urgent.

Wen Yao's fingertips landed on the window and clicked, "Yes."

"Then is Huai Xu with you?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "He is here."

Wen Xuemin immediately said anxiously: "Then can you answer the phone for Huai Xu? Dad has something urgent to discuss with him!"

"He's busy." Wen Yao subconsciously refused and lowered her voice: "It's inconvenient."

Wen Xuemin paused, then sighed and said, "Then dad told you the same thing, you must remember to tell Huai Xu."

"Um."

"Dad came to Huai Xu to discuss Qiming's affairs before. He also promised to send someone to come and find out, but so far he hasn't seen any results... It's not that Dad said he doesn't care about the Wen family, but as you know, Qiming's current

The situation is difficult, and how many people are watching and watching the fall. Dad knows that you and Huai Xu have just gotten married. These things should not bother you and your wife. But if you don't help Qiming, Dad doesn't want to be promoted at this age.

I feel that it is a pity that your grandfather’s hard work was destroyed in the hands of your father, and your mother..."

Speaking of this, Wen Xuemin lamented heavily and his tone was very desolate.

Wen Yao didn't care about how much selling-out and falsehood there was in his words, but the last two sentences really made her temples beat.

She closed her eyes deeply and clenched her teeth, "I will mention this to him."

It's also her fault that her recent thoughts have been either on work or indulging in twists and turns with Yan Sui, and she has completely forgotten Qiming.

Regardless of whether Wen Xuemin's phone call was an opportunity to sow discord or to complain, Wen Yao felt deeply suffocated and even deceived.

Because of Yan Sui's inaction.

This marriage was obviously a consensual transaction, but now it has become a unilateral contribution on her part, and Yan Sui sits back and enjoys the benefits. She helps him solve his physical needs and helps him with the chores of the Yan family. Qiming is in dire straits, but he

I have plenty of time to talk to her about the wedding here.

What an irony.

hang up the phone.

Wen Yao looked at the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window, with fountains and pools under street lights, surrounded by greenery, and her face reflected in the window.

air of gloominess.

She clutched her phone and walked over.

"Whose phone number?" Yan Sui asked.

The gentle fingertips turned white.
To be continued...