Wen Liang's body stiffened for a moment, and his mind quickly processed the meaning of Zuo Yuxi's words.
Since they met that night in July, he had seen all kinds of Zuo Yuxi, lazy, cold, charming, resolute, and fierce. This most eye-catching Director Zuo in Qingzhou was like an ever-changing witch, sometimes cold as ice, sometimes charming, sometimes delicate and docile, and sometimes decisive. But no matter which one she was, she was so unique and full of fatal temptation. Wen Liang sometimes thought that maybe he was the only one, including Zuo Jing, who could see the depths of Zuo Yuxi's heart so deeply, thoroughly, and without any cover-up, from heaven to earth, from the past to the future!
There is no doubt about Zuo Yuxi's feelings for him, but Wen Liang would never think that Zuo Yuxi would be subordinate to him, like many ordinary girls, who would obey the words of their boyfriends or husbands in a powerful position and become a mere decoration and vase with appearance.
Zuo Yuxi is different from all the girls Wen Liang knows!
She was born in an official family. She is used to the prosperity of welcoming and sending off, the sadness of people leaving and the cold tea, the sinister intrigues and the upside-down life. Her understanding and grasp of the world and human hearts are not inferior to Wen Liang. And power is one of the most dazzling and cruel games in the world. Zuo Yuxi has been immersed in the officialdom for many years. The scheming and means she has honed in the power game are much stronger than girls of the same era. Even when facing Xu Fuyan and Zhou Yuanting, they are not much inferior. Wen Liang never forgot this. He treated her as a lover, a friend, a sister, and a sister, but he never dared to treat her as a fool who could be deceived at will.
He turned around, spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but I didn't dare to tell the truth just now because my dad was here... I didn't go to Yishan last night. I spent the whole night talking with the teacher."
"oh?"
Zuo Yuxi smiled, her eyes sparkling with light, without showing any abnormality. She leaned back on the chair, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Teacher?"
Wen Liang walked behind her, put his arms around her slender waist from behind the chair, then leaned down and pressed his lips against her cheek, saying, "It's a long story..." He selectively narrated the story of Si Yajing and Pan Guofei, seriously tarnishing Pan Guofei's image. To others, Si Yajing's experience was basically a combination of the White-Haired Girl and Qin Xianglian, which made those who heard it sad and cried.
Finally, Wen Liang said, "She was drunk last night and in a bad mental state. If no one was with her, something might happen. I have always had a good relationship with her in school, so I had to stay in the hotel for one night. An Baoqing was too smart and thought something happened to me..."
I said to myself, Boss An, I just showed you a way to make money, now you have to take the blame for me.
Zuo Yuxi was hugged by Wen Liang, and she pretended to be unmoved. At this moment, moved by Si Yajing's experience, her tense body relaxed, and she rubbed her smooth jade-like face against Wen Liang gently, without making any sound for a long time.
Wen Liang knew that he had passed this test. Zuo Yuxi might not believe his explanation, but she had no intention of interfering too much in Wen Liang's life. There were many things in the world that were hard to understand, and smart people always knew when to stop. This was how she loved Wen Liang.
"Ouch!"
Wen Liang suddenly clasped his arms together, picked up Zuo Yuxi with a little effort, and turned to sit in the chair. Zuo Yuxi pouts and hits him, then obediently lies in Wen Liang's generous arms, with her ears pressed against his chest, listening to the strong heartbeat inside, feeling a sense of peace in her heart, and indescribable joy and comfort flowing quietly between her chest and abdomen.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The calm and profound young man and the graceful and pretty lady formed a touching picture while cuddling. Wen Liang gently twisted the soft hair of the woman in his arms with his fingers, and suddenly remembered a sentence he had read somewhere in his previous life:
The wind and snow are merciless, and the future is unpredictable. Even if the whole world betrays you, I will still stand behind you!
Don’t worry, some things should be left to men!
The two of them were affectionate for a moment, and Wen Liang couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "How did you know that An Baoqing was lying?"
Zuo Yuxi snorted softly, and seeing that Wen Liang was eager to learn and had a correct attitude, he whispered: "Ye Zhiwei is the person I arranged..."
Wen Liang was surprised, but he understood immediately. No matter how loyal An Baoqing was to Zuo Yuxi, this man was too smart and ambitious. He had united the forces of the underworld in Qingzhou over the years, and his lethality was too great. He might become too powerful to be eliminated one day.
If a sharp blade has its own thoughts, it will not only hurt others but also hurt itself. As I said before, whether a person is reliable or not does not depend on his loyalty but on the means of controlling him.
As An Baoqing's most capable assistant and steward in business, Ye Zhiwei built An Baoqing's business empire single-handedly. It can be imagined that if An and Zuo go to war one day, with such a powerful insider, wouldn't it be easy to deal with An Baoqing
Of course, with Zuo Jing's current power, it is almost impossible for An Baoqing to turn against him. But the superiors believe that those who do not plan for a small corner are not qualified to plan for the whole situation. It is always beneficial to keep a few ways out in everything!
Wen Liang never asked about Zuo Yuxi and An Baoqing's past, why they knew each other, and why Zuo Yuxi was willing to support this little guy at the bottom of society. It's not that Wen Liang didn't want to know these questions, but like Zuo Yuxi, he was also a very smart man.
Thinking of the tiny but fatal scar on An Baoqing's chin when they first met, Wen Liang understood that it might very well involve a person's life or death!
"If you really want to go to Yishan, you should ask me to borrow a car first, or Liu Tianlai, and Laojiu can only wait. When he said that, I knew it was wrong, so..."
Wen Liang smiled slightly and said, "So as long as Ye Zhiwei investigates, he will know that the Minister of Security did not send a car outside last night, right? When you lie, simplicity is the first priority. The more you say, the more loopholes there are. If Brother Jiu just said that I went to Yishan, it would be better. As for cars, there are many places where there are not..."
Zuo Yuxi tapped his chest and said angrily, "You are very experienced. Tell me, is there anything else you want to deceive me with?"
Wen Liang lowered his head, and the skin of his face was like light flowing across a light blue lake, piercing the most emotional string in his heart. He said, "Yes, I lied to you when I said I was honest!"
Seeing Wen Liang's smug expression, Zuo Yuxi was so angry that her teeth itched and said, "You are still in a good mood. Don't forget what Director Wen said. If you don't do well in this exam... Humph!"
Wen Liang's face suddenly fell, and he grabbed Zuo Yuxi's hand and begged, "Merciful Director Zuo, I'm asking you, can you help me steal the test paper for this exam? If I can't handle it, it will be difficult for me to skip classes to see you in the future..."
Zuo Yuxi pouted, her eyes rolling, and she chuckled, "It's not impossible to help you once, but..."
Wen Liang was still crying until the afternoon class. Thinking of what she had agreed to under Zuo Yuxi's coercion, she wanted to die. No matter how different Zuo Yuxi was, she was still a woman after all. Although she didn't care too much about what happened last night, she was still very happy to have the opportunity to teach Wen Liang a lesson!
Ji Su held up his textbook in front of him, picked up a pen and poked Wen Liang, then handed him a small note: Teacher Ye saw you skipping class this morning and looked unhappy, be careful!!!
There were three exclamation marks at the end, and it was obvious that Ye Yuting's expression frightened Ji Su. Wen Liang's head immediately became three times bigger. It was really a wave of troubles! If Ji Su hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten the erotic scene with Ye Yuting in the office yesterday. They would meet again in the future. How embarrassing!
After thinking it over, Wen Liang got angry and said, MB, I already added ten together with Si Yajing, molesting Ye Yuting is really nothing, I can just use the sky as a blanket, just adapt to the situation!
After class, Wen Liang chatted with Ren Yi as usual, but Chen Xiaozhen, who had never been on good terms with Wen Liang, came over and started to chat with Ji Su. Wen Liang was not surprised to hear that the topic was all about girls. What surprised him was that he had been skipping classes too much recently. When would girls be so broad-minded and forget their grudges with a smile? If I remembered correctly, this little girl had caused trouble for him and didn't like Ji Su very much!
After Chen Xiaozhen left a few mints, Wen Liang smiled and said, "Student Ji is so charming that he can even influence his enemies and defeat them without fighting. I admire you!"
Ji Su smiled softly: "She's a nice person. We didn't know each other well before, but we'll get to know each other better as time goes by. Besides, we're all classmates, so the little conflicts we had in the past don't matter..." She paused and said, "If you don't like her, I..."
Wen Liang raised his hands in surrender and said, "No, I'm not a villain. I can't do such evil things."
Ji Su was amused by him and laughed out loud. Looking up and down, he saw a beautiful scene of mountains and clear waters!
(Rabindranath Tagore - When you commanded me to sing, my heart seemed to burst with pride, I looked up at your face, tears welled up in my eyes.
In my socket.
All the bitterness and contradictions in my life melted into a sweet harmony—
My praise is like a joyful bird, fluttering its wings across the ocean.
I know you enjoy my singing. I know it is only because I am a singer that I can come before you.
With the outstretched wings of my song I have touched your feet, which I never dared to hope to touch.
Intoxicated by the song, I forgot myself. You were my master, but I called you my friend.
I know not how thou singest, my lord! I always listen in wonder.
The radiance of your music illuminates the world. The breath of your music permeates the heavens.
The holy spring of thy music rushes forward, breaking through all the rocks that stand in its way.
My heart longs to sing with you, but I can't make a sound. I want to speak, but words can't make a song. I call
Oh, you have made my heart a prisoner in the vast net of your music, my master!
Please allow me to slack off for a while and sit beside you. I will finish the work at hand later.
Without your presence, my heart knows no peace or repose, and my work becomes an endless sea of toil.
Endless toil in the world. (To be continued)