Wen Jue sat at the table angrily.
"Have you finished eating?" he asked impatiently.
The other three were enjoying their meal and no one paid any attention to him.
He knocked on the table and said, "Eat quickly. They may send people tonight. We need to wait early and try to catch them alive."
Lu Yunchu asked curiously: "We?"
Wen Jue raised an eyebrow, not understanding what she was confused about.
Lu Yunchu confirmed again: "Do you mean we should act together?"
Wen Jue nodded as if it was a matter of course.
Lu Yunchu was filled with astonishment: "When was the decision made? How come I don't know?"
He explained impatiently: "Since you are an expert, you should act together."
Lu Yunchu immediately understood.
This kind of overbearing male chauvinism, when used on a female protagonist, can be called the hobby of a young lover. But when used on a stranger, it is a disease.
"You are a wise and intelligent man with many experts under you. Why did you drag a weak woman like me and a sick man into this?"
She and Wen Zhan were on their honeymoon. Was it too boring for her to neglect what she was supposed to do late at night and get involved in a murder plot
Wen Jue sneered: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Now that I have bumped into you, I will never give you a chance to escape."
Lu Yunchu really couldn't communicate with him: "Are you sure? Am I a criminal?"
Wen Jue glanced at Wen Zhan and said, "Or you can go by yourself."
Lu Yunchu laughed dryly twice: "It's fine if you make the decision for me, but do you know if Wen Zhan is willing to go with me?"
Wen Jue choked and said, "He has never seen the sinister methods of a secret woman, so it is normal for him to be temporarily deceived by you. I can't just stand by and watch."
After Wen Zhan finished his meal, he looked up at him. Although he still had a calm expression, he made Wen Jue feel a little guilty.
He turned his head and tugged at Lu Yunchu's sleeve, his meaning was very clear: don't bother with him.
Lu Yunchu smiled at him, never forgetting to apply medicine to the heroine, and glanced at Liu Zhixu: "Oh, then you must have seen a lot of women's methods to have the confidence to say so."
Wen Jue subconsciously replied, "Of course—" and then paused after saying the two words.
Lu Yunchu: “Oh~”
Wen Jue started jumping up and down again, gritting his teeth and saying, "What do you mean? I caught a few young girl spies, and when I encountered a case manipulated by a few young girls, of course I saw their methods."
He explained in a long voice, but Lu Yunchu ignored him. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, waved to the waiter, and asked him to clean up.
"…How could you be so cunning and take my words out of context? I knew you still hated me…"
Lu Yunchu grabbed Wen Zhan's sleeve and said, "Let's go upstairs and clean up."
Wen Zhan nodded.
"... I don't know what your intention is. I only know that you are targeting me in every way, it must be..."
The two of them turned and left, and Wen Jue almost couldn't catch his breath.
He pounded the table angrily: "Is there anyone listening to me? Is there anyone?"
What answered him was the two people's unresponsive backs.
Wen Jue: “You guys!”
He suppressed his anger, not wanting Liu Zhixu to see him losing his composure, so he turned around and saw only an empty chair.
Where is Liu Zhixu
When did she leave
The handsome smile on Wen Jue's face froze before it even started. He took a few deep breaths, veins popping out, and gritted his teeth and said, "... Why is no one listening to me? Why!"
Putting aside Wen Jue's identity as the male protagonist, Wen Jue wants Lu Yunchu and Wen Zhan to live under his skin, and it would be difficult for the two to find a chance to slip away.
The number of people he brought with him was enough, and with the addition of the guards Lu Yunchu brought from the Wen Mansion, the chances of the two of them escaping from this large group of people were extremely small.
Lu Yunchu returned to the room, closed the door, and complained: "What on earth does he want to do? Why is he so annoying?"
Wen Zhan took her hand and wrote on her palm: When this is over, we will leave and I will go talk to him.
Lu Yunchu was stunned for a moment: "You want to stay?"
Wen Zhan showed an apology in his eyes, nodded, and continued to write: I am worried.
Lu Yunchu softened and sighed: "Leave this to Wen Jue, you can rest assured." No matter how unreliable Wen Jue is, he is still the male lead, and there will be no problem in handling the matter.
Wen Zhan stiffened for a moment, looking a little unnatural.
After writing the word "you" on the palm of her hand, he stopped writing.
Lu Yunchu asked him: "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhan shook his head and stopped talking. Lu Yunchu's words were very true, Wen Jue would definitely be able to handle this matter. Wen Zhan had already understood this truth at such a young age, that it was not the turn of people like him to worry about things that were favored by fate, but he still couldn't let it go. He knew that others were living in dire straits, but he turned around and lived freely, which really made him feel guilty.
Lu Yunchu didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing that he was in a bad mood, he didn't pursue him. He just said, "If you want to stay and see, then stay."
Wen Zhan immediately looked up with joy.
Lu Yunchu patted his shoulder and said, "Brush your teeth and pack your luggage. I guess Wen Jue will come to urge you soon."
Sure enough, Lu Yunchu had just finished brushing his teeth when Wen Jue knocked on the door.
Lu Yunchu opened the door and he walked in without any courtesy.
Wen Zhan was packing clothes beside the bed. Wen Jue looked at him and his face was not very good. He asked Lu Yunchu: "You... live in the same room?"
Lu Yunchu: "What else?"
Wen Jue wanted to speak several times, but swallowed it all and pulled Lu Yunchu: "Come on, let's go out and talk."
Lu Yunchu shook him off: "No."
Wen Zhan happened to turn around, and Lu Yunchu, who had been indifferent, immediately changed his expression to look aggrieved: "Don't touch me."
Wen Jue's scalp tingled and he immediately let go and turned around. Sure enough, he saw Wen Zhan staring at him with that calm expression.
Wen Jue felt so wronged.
"Ah Zhan..."
Wen Zhan ignored him, waved to Lu Yunchu, raised the two pieces of clothing in his hands and shook them.
Lu Yunchu raised his hand and pointed: "I want the one on the left."
Wen Zhan smiled at her, turned around and continued to fold clothes.
Wen Jue was so angry that he lowered his voice and said, "How could you let him do this?"
Lu Yunchu said innocently: "I didn't ask him to do it, he took the initiative, and he folded the clothes very neatly, and sorted them by color and style..."
Wen Jue couldn't listen any longer, so he threw his sleeves and left.
Before it got dark, the group left. In order to avoid being seen, they split into several groups. Lu Yunchu and Wen Zhan naturally followed Wen Jue.
Wen Jue and Wen Zhan were riding horses in front, while Lu Yunchu and Liu Zhixu were sitting in the carriage at the back.
Wen Jue and Wen Zhan were both silent, but in the end they couldn't help but ask, "What happened between you and her?"
Wen Zhan tilted his head and looked at him in confusion.
How else can I respond
Wen Jue knew that what he said was meaningless, and Wen Zhan couldn't answer him, but he couldn't help but continue: "I was also responsible for your marriage. I saw that you wanted to die, and I was really angry. I wanted to provoke you, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Wen Zhan didn't want to respond to him at first, but seeing that he was dejected, he sighed softly and patted his shoulder.
Wen Jue immediately felt better: "Do you blame me?"
Wen Zhan naturally shook his head.
Wen Jue immediately said, "That's great. I'll let you divorce immediately. She is definitely not a good match."
Wen Zhan didn't express much at first, but after hearing this, he looked at him speechlessly, squeezed his horse's belly, and spurred his horse to leave Wen Jue far behind, not wanting to ride parallel to him.
Wen Jue caught up immediately.
The two men left the troops and went to the assembly point one after the other.
Wen Zhan turned over and dismounted, and Wen Jue followed him. After dismounting, he ran over and grabbed him, asking in confusion: "Why are you angry just because I said you were angry?"
Wen Zhan said nothing.
Wen Jue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "Is it because I said you two are not a good match?"
Wen Zhan didn't want to pay attention to him, but seeing how anxious he was, he decided to talk to him clearly.
He picked up a branch from the ground, found a flat piece of dirt, and wrote on it: No.
Wen Jue was visibly excited: "You also think you two are not a good match? I told you that someone like her is not a good match. How could you not see that?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Zhan write on the ground: I am not that kind of match.
Wen Jue was stunned, and opened his eyes wide to make sure that he had not misread the words due to the dim light: "What are you talking about?"
Wen Zhan didn't move.
Wen Jue circled around him a few times, beating his chest and stamping his feet, and finally squatted in front of him: "You, you, hey! Do you think she likes me, and you are just a substitute?"
Wen Zhan: …
He put down his pen.
Wen Jue grabbed him, and although he was still talking nonsense the previous second, he spoke human language the next second: "What do you think, do you like her? If you do, then why can't you be a good match?"
When Lu Yunchu was mentioned, Wen Zhan's expression softened and he picked up the branch: I...
I wrote a word, but couldn’t write the following words.
"I still think you shouldn't fall in love with her. She's not a good person." Wen Jue said seriously, "This is really a mess. Don't get sucked into it."
Wen Zhan scratched on the ground twice, crossed out the words he had just written, and wrote next to it: Don't slander her.
Wen Jue was very unhappy: "Is this the point? Why do you trust her so much? Didn't you see how she treats me?"
Wen Zhan raised his eyes and glanced at him sideways, as if to say: Don't you deserve it
Wen Jue felt a sharp blow in his heart. He took a deep breath and decided to change the subject: "Well, if you like her, then let her turn over a new leaf and live a good life with you—"
Wen Zhan glanced at him, and he shut up and changed his tone: "Okay, I won't talk about her. What about her, how did she treat you? Are you sure you haven't been deceived or bewitched - I mean, are you sure you like her?"
Wen Zhan nodded heavily.
Wen Jue asked again: "What about her?" He believed that Lu Yunchu had not let him go, otherwise she would not be targeting him everywhere, and she certainly would not be kind to Wen Zhan sincerely, so he said this just to understand how Lu Yunchu treated him.
Wen Zhan wrote a few words on the ground, Wen Jue lowered his head, and disappeared in an instant.
Wen Zhan misunderstood and thought that his "what about her" meant "Does she like you too?"
And his answer was: How can a person like me deserve the word "like"
Wen Jue was speechless. He was very angry, as if there was a stone blocking his chest, but he didn't know how to vent.
He sighed heavily: "You! What do you think!"
The moonlight sprinkled on Wen Zhan's profile, covering his face with a hazy cold color.
Wen Jue gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you unworthy? You, you are at least good-looking!"
He regretted it right after he said it, as it was an insult to a man. He was about to correct her when he saw Wen Zhan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed. His smile was the brightest he had ever seen, like a cloud emerging from a mountain.
He wrote on the ground without thinking: She is very good to me.
Wen Jue was struck by his smile and lost his temper. He sighed, "Is it because of her that you have become like this now?" It's not that he can't see it, but he dares not admit it because of his frustration. "You were like that... on the spot, and now you look a little angry." He said this lightly, for fear of offending Wen Zhan.
Wen Zhan, however, curled the corners of his mouth, his brows were unusually soft, he hugged his knees with his left hand, and wrote with a branch in his right hand: One of these will make people soft-hearted, and when they are soft-hearted, they will not want to die.
Wen Jue was silent for a long time after hearing this sentence, a bitter taste rose in his mouth, and finally he just murmured: "I don't understand."
Wen Zhan smiled and said nothing.
Hearing the sound of a carriage passing by, he immediately stood up and looked towards the intersection.
Lu Yunchu lifted the curtain, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Zhan, and waved to him.
Wen Zhan smiled and nodded at her.
Wen Jue was originally confused and depressed, but when he saw his smile, he immediately became angry.
How to describe it? Wen Zhan has always been icy cold, and his smile is also icy cold. He looks gentle, but actually he has no life and warmth.
But as soon as he saw Lu Yunchu, his expression changed immediately, like a cat rolling around in the sun.
He kicked the mud angrily, blurring the writing.
You can't be so soft-hearted! What kind of words are you talking about!