noffsinger Chapter 31 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 6
Chapter 31 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 6
Xie Yin remained expressionless, accepting her willfulness without mentioning her coming to annul the engagement yesterday.
He sat down, slowly poured two cups of tea, his cool eyes fixed on her face, his gaze unfathomable in the interplay of light.
"Okay, I'll talk to Yichen and make sure he's kept clean around him."
After speaking, he picked up the freshly poured tea and took a sip. His warm, slender fingers wrapped around the cup, and his index finger gently touched the outer rim.
"I don't want him, I want you, I want to marry you, you can make any demands you have."
Wen Yan made a surprising statement.
Xie Yin paused in his action of tapping the glass.
Hearing her treat marriage as a transaction, Xie Yin found it somewhat amusing. After all, she was just a child, acting on a whim. The smile on his lips grew even wider.
"Don't say childish things. Marriage is not a game; you must be careful. How about I have Yichen apologize to you personally?"
As he spoke, he put down his cup, picked up the phone, and was about to call Xie Yichen.
Wen Yan, emboldened by some unknown source, rushed forward and snatched his phone, her voice filled with panic and grievance: "No, I already told you I don't like him, don't call him."
He was just being sarcastic and sarcastic towards her in the coffee shop, and now she gets angry whenever she sees him.
Her voice was trembling with sobs, and she couldn't stop herself from talking, but she pretended to be calm as she negotiated with him.
In her panic, she blurted out, "I can help you deal with Xie Yichen and his group. I know you two don't get along."
Xie Yichen's father resented Xie Yin's control of the group and had been secretly sabotaging him.
Seeing that she was very agitated, Xie Yin stopped for the moment, took out a piece of paper and placed it in her palm, not caring about what she said: "Yichen is my nephew, and his father is my elder brother. How could we not get along? Don't say that again."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "Tell your uncle what grievances you've suffered. Your uncle and your father are on good terms."
Wen Yan didn't take the tissue from him, but just wiped her eyes haphazardly and repeated, "I want a marriage of convenience, not with him, but with you. Anyway, you don't have anyone you like, so what difference does it make who you marry?"
She paused, then suddenly realized something and looked at him incredulously: "You don't actually have someone you like, do you?"
Xie Yin didn't speak, but quietly looked back at her.
Wen Yan instantly looked away, afraid that his silence gave her a sense of impending doom.
Her voice weakened: "I...I, you won't lose out by marrying me. I'm young, beautiful, and rich, much better than that Luo Qingqing."
She forced herself to meet Xie Yin's gaze, trying to express her determination, but the moment she met his cold, deep eyes, a sense of fear inexplicably arose within her.
He awkwardly avoided eye contact.
"I won't give up." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was unusually firm, with a stubborn streak that wouldn't give up until she achieved her goal.
Like the kittens he used to raise, they would just bristle when they got angry.
"what ever."
Wen Yan pressed her advantage: "I'm coming over tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll let Mr. Wen know." He then picked up his phone again.
Wen Yan, like a cat jumping up and down, grabbed his hand and said repeatedly, "No, I'll say it myself."
A soft, boneless hand rested on the back of his hand, so large that even with her palms outstretched, she couldn't enclose his hand.
The warm touch made his forehead throb; she had actually stopped him.
Fearing he might change his mind again, Wen Yan stopped him, then immediately let go, picked up her bag, and walked out.
"I'll come again tomorrow." He said as he walked away, and soon disappeared from sight.
Xie Yin was left standing there, his gaze fixed on the spot where she had disappeared. He rubbed the back of his hand, his eyes unreadable.
Roses are free and passionate, and can grow freely in every barren field.
the next day.
"Good morning, Uncle Xie."
Wen Yan, dressed in a white dress and white sneakers, greeted Xie Yin with youthful energy.
She thought about it all night. Since negotiation wouldn't work, she would try seduction. She was determined to win him over.
Feng Heng.
I wonder which one he likes the most right now.
"Has Uncle made up his mind?"
When Xie Yi saw her arrive, he greeted her with a normal expression.
Good morning, Xiaoyan.
He made no mention of yesterday's events and automatically ignored Wen Yan's question.
Children can be a bit stubborn, but once they get bored and their attention wanes, they'll naturally give up.
"I left in a hurry yesterday, so let my secretary show you around today."
Wen Yan pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. Seeing him looking down at the documents and not looking at her, she felt a little irritated and spoke in a hurry.
"I'm not playing house like a child. I've really thought about it seriously. Anyway, I'm definitely going to have an arranged marriage in the future."
What she said was true. Wen's father only had one daughter, the original owner of the body, but she really had no talent in business and needed to find a trustworthy son-in-law to live with her.
Xie Yin finally looked up at her, his lips curved into the same smile as yesterday, like a tolerant elder.
"Let's put this behind us and stop talking nonsense."
He then made a phone call: "Secretary Li, show Miss Wen around."
Wen Yan's face fell as she was repeatedly given perfunctory treatment. Her bright eyes glistened with tears, and she let out a soft hum, quickly looking away when she met the man's deep gaze.
She was still afraid of him.
But despite her fear, she approached him and persuaded him to agree to a negotiation that was both overwhelmingly advantageous and utterly absurd.
Wen Yan was indeed angry. She couldn't understand what Xie Yin was hesitating about. How could he be so indifferent to things like beautiful women and money, which drive others almost crazy?
She turned her back to him, taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't see him, and angrily snorted loudly before stomping away.
He chuckled softly, watching the departing figure in a huff, lost in thought.
She really is like a kitten that's ready to puff up at any moment.
What she needs is a loving partner who will take good care of her, not a cunning and calculating businessman like him.
His dark gray eyes darkened, a calculation flashed across them, and his tolerant expression slowly disappeared, his entire face instantly hardening.
Grandpa Xie's warning words were still echoing in his ears.
“Shili, what the Xie family needs is a matriarch who can uphold the family’s reputation, not a little girl who needs your care.”
What did he say at the time?
"With my abilities, the Xie family doesn't need a marriage alliance, and I don't need a wife either."
The recollection ended there. He looked at the clock on the wall, which pointed to eleven o'clock. He had been working for four hours straight, while she had probably just gotten up.
They are not from the same world.
……
However, what he didn't expect was that Wen Yan was really persistent, and she would come to his office at 11 o'clock every day after that.
The first thing he said when he came in was, "Do you agree or not?" After getting a negative answer, he would angrily go to the company cafeteria for a delicious meal, and then happily go home.
Secretary Li seemed to have become her full-time secretary, happily introducing the cafeteria's special dishes every day.
Xie Yin once suspected that she had her eye on his cafeteria, which was why she came to check in there every day without fail.
He had grown accustomed to this routine: a crisp "Good morning" at eleven o'clock sharp, a soft hum... and that beautiful figure.
But today seems a little different.
He looked up at the clock for the fifth time; it was 11:40, and she still hadn't arrived.
Today is only the fourteenth day, right?
Sure enough, a child's patience is nothing more than that.