Qu Feng had a lot of things to do, and he couldn't wait for Wen Jiu, so he went back first. He came over right at mealtime and saw two big shots blocking Wen Xiaojiu's door, standing opposite each other, ready to fight.
Qu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and on a whim, he darted around the corner.
Qu Feng took a deep breath. What the hell is this, this melodramatic, bloody battleground between brothers?
" Annie, Sister Annie, you've worked so hard!" Wen Xiaojiu's sweet, youthful voice rang out, and then the door to the practice room opened from the inside.
The two big shots turned around at the same time; one was aloof and alluring, the other dashing and handsome.
Wen Jiu:¿
Lin Changfeng politely extended his hand to Wen Jiu: " Wen Xiaojiu, nice to meet you. I'm Lin Changfeng, you can just call me Changfeng."
Oh wow!
Wen Jiu shook hands with him, subtly sizing up the person before her. "Hello, hello."
The man is indeed handsome. Putting everything else aside, his captivating, bewitching eyes alone are enough to outshine many handsome men in the entertainment industry.
His eyes were like electric sparks when he smiled, and Wen Jiu was almost mesmerized by him.
However, "My name is Wen Jiu."
Don't call me Wen Xiaojiu.
(P. S.: Only I can use this name, thank you.)
Can a real man be called inferior?
Unexpectedly, this sister-in-law's focus was so bizarre. Lin Changfeng was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and he couldn't help but turn his head away to suppress a laugh.
" Feng Chi!" Seeing the man standing there seemingly unhappy, Wen Jiu cheerfully went to greet him, "My singing was praised by the teacher!"
"Hmm." Feng Chi coldly withdrew his gaze from Lin Changfeng, patted Wen Jiu's fluffy head, and watched as the emerald green cufflinks drifted past his sight. " A-Jiu is great."
"Huh?"
The man demurely raised his hand to straighten his collar, confidently displaying his attractive collarbone. "What's wrong?"
"Why did you change your clothes again?" Wen Jiu poked the man up and down, "Didn't you just change into a new one this morning?"
Did someone accidentally spill dirt on it?
One of the classic tropes in domineering CEO novels is that a quirky office secretary "accidentally" spills tea on the CEO's clothes or pants, and then begins to flirt with him using a push-and-pull tactic.
The dog, thinking the other person had noticed its outfit and expecting a compliment, thought, "..."
Lin Changfeng couldn't hold back. "Pfft, hahahahahaha!"
Help! How can my sister-in-law's thought process be so hilarious?! Hahaha!
Who would dare spill tea on Feng Chi's clothes?
Is it that they think their job is too good, or that they think they're living too long?
"No, I changed it specifically to see you."
Feng Chi sighed softly and hit a straight shot, "Was it good?"
Wen Jiu subconsciously glanced at Lin Changfeng beside her, afraid that the man would say, "Between me and Lin Changfeng, who is more handsome?" She hurriedly nodded.
He had actually discovered it a long time ago.
The moment the door opened, Wen Jiu's eyes immediately fell on Feng Chi. If Lin Changfeng hadn't spoken to him, he probably would have been mesmerized.
But there were still people around, Wen Jiu avoided the man's gaze somewhat embarrassedly.
But they happened to catch the agent's half-raised buttocks as he secretly watched the show around the corner.
Wen Jiu:...
"Look at me and say that." Just as she was speechless, the man suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted it up. "Am I pretty?"
Wen Jiu was forced to look up and meet that handsome face. Feng Chi was looking down, his silver-rimmed glasses chain swaying gently, and the red mole at the corner of his eye was breathtakingly beautiful.
It's both alluring and seductive.
She's absolutely enchanting!
Wen Jiu lightly bit her lip, a blush rising on her delicate cheeks.
"You're good-looking, you're the best-looking, okay?"
Wen Jiu was too embarrassed to resist, so she slapped the man's hand away hard, but then, afraid of hurting him, she grabbed his hand back and very consciously blew on it.
He cursed and swore at the same time, "It's fucking ridiculous! Such a delicate man!"
What man changes his clothes twice a day? And after changing, he still has to come up to you and ask for compliments.
I can't bring myself to scold them, and I can't hit them either; even the slightest touch hurts!
Tsk! What a spoiled brat!
Ugh! What a disgusting couple!
Before he could even make a move, Lin Changfeng, who had turned into a 250-watt high-brightness light bulb, turned his head away, his mouth watering with sarcasm.
Feng Chi achieved the effect he wanted. He glanced at the Peacock Brothers beside him and tried to suppress the smile on his lips.
" Jade Pavilion Restaurant, shall we go?"
Lin Changfeng gritted his teeth. "Go!"
Isn't it just being a third wheel?
Feng Chi's dinner parties are not for everyone; even Lin Changfeng rarely gets invited.
Why not take advantage of this opportunity?
Half an hour later, Lin Changfeng sat in the elegant private room, looked up at the sky and sighed, regretting that it was too late.
"What's wrong?" Wen Jiu looked up at him. Against the backdrop of the serene landscape with its winding stream, the boy's lips appeared delicate and alluring. "Is the food not good?"
After saying that, she stopped the man from putting food on his plate, saying, "You eat it yourself, I've had enough."
"No." Lin Changfeng stared blankly at the plates of bright red, spicy dishes in front of him, and said soullessly, "Maybe I'm just too picky."
Wen Jiu:?
Wen Jiu thought to himself that it tasted pretty good. He had never seen such a high-end restaurant before. Feng Chi also said that this was his favorite private restaurant, which was secluded, upscale, and only served customers a few times a day.
You can't even get it if you beg for it!
Wen Jiu looked at his manager, who he had pulled over and who was sitting to the side, seemingly hesitant to speak, and asked, "Don't you like the food either?"
"No." A string of alarming numbers flashed through Qu Feng's mind, but he still couldn't figure out how many calories this meal had. "Try to control yourself a little."
Wen Jiu gulped down the rice in her mouth. "Oh."
Okay.
Feng Chi stated that as a supportive wife, she still needs to listen to the advice of professionals when faced with major issues.
He very considerately put down the chopsticks and spoon he was using to feed the child, and took a piece of chocolate strawberry cake from the side.
"Dessert after dinner." Feng Chi personally fed it to Wen Jiu, noticing the pained look in his manager's eyes, and added, "This is the only piece you'll have today."
Wen Jiu readily agreed, "Awoo!"
Watching the cake, barely larger than the plate, slowly disappear into Wen Xiaojiu's mouth, and seeing Wen Xiaojiu stand up and touch her stomach, where her once flat and sunken abdomen now showed a slight curve, Qu Feng covered his face, hiding his brows and sobbing softly.
Lin Changfeng patted his agent's right shoulder sympathetically, comforting him, "It's alright, even if your belly is full, you'll get hungry again; even if you eat cake, you'll be fed again."
Qu Feng:... Are you really the big boss of Starlight Entertainment? Don't you know Wen Xiaojiu is an artist under your company?
"Why--"
The two light bulbs looked over at the sound.
It turns out that Feng Chi took Wen Jiu's bowl and continued eating the remaining rice... Hmm?!
Eating Wen Jiu's leftovers???
The two were dumbfounded.
Wen Jiu looked at him helplessly, her face flushed with embarrassment, and stammered, "Why... why are you eating... eating..."
"Hmm?" The man gracefully finished swallowing his food, met Wen Jiu's gaze, and looked bewildered. "Are you in a hurry?"
It seems that as long as his wife nods, he can put down his chopsticks and take her to the company.
Wen Jiu hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no, no, you can eat slowly."
After saying that, she put more food on his plate, saying, "Eat more."
Feng Chi smiled and nodded happily, "Thank you... my wife."
Wen Jiu looked up at the two people opposite her, who had already anticipated this and lowered their heads, pretending to play on their phones.
Wen Jiu blushed silently and said, "Mmm."
After dinner, Feng Chi drove his wife home. He was reluctant to leave and gave her many instructions. He only started the car after receiving a kiss from Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu waved her hand, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Hey, Feng Chi is so good at acting cute."
Lin Changfeng & Qu Feng: "..."
Your smile is practically reaching your ears, and you're still here! Feng Chi is such a charmer!
They're completely under their thumb!
Lin Changfeng sighed, told Qu Feng to go about his business, and personally escorted Wen Jiu to the dance studio.
"I was a little curious at first about why you took a liking to Feng Chi's refrigeration machine," Lin Changfeng said. "Now I understand."
It turns out I wasn't cold before, I just hadn't met the person I loved.
Wen Xiaojiu alone can turn CEO Feng into a clingy puppy.
"You'll know once you find a wife like that." Wen Jiu, with a seasoned air, shook his head knowingly and stepped out of the elevator with his hands behind his back. "I guarantee you'll become henpecked too."
Lin Changfeng raised an eyebrow and shook his head, mimicking him. "No way, none of those partners can compare."
Not everyone can have Feng Chi's beauty, nor can everyone have President Feng's high level of skill.
Wait a minute--
Wen Jiu turned around, "Those?"
Lin Fox raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a smug smile.
Even as she walked into the dance studio, Wen Jiu's mind was still replaying the 108 exes Lin Changfeng had mentioned.
In a daze, in a daze.
"Damn it, this isn't like we're going to Liangshan! If you're so capable, why don't you just make sure we have 109?!"
"Well, we just broke up yesterday, and I specially stayed at the company today just to see you."
At that moment, Wen Xiaojiu felt goosebumps all over her body.
Wen Xiaojiu thought bitterly, "That damned fox doesn't deserve my pure expectations. Waaaaah!"
Damn it, someone come and take him in!!!
"Hello, are you the Wen Jiu that President Lin mentioned?"
A young man with long hair walked over, looked the person up and down, and nodded.
"Nice physique, have you trained before?"
Wen Jiu out of her reverie and bowed. "Hello, Teacher Guo. I started learning classical dance when I was seven years old, and I've intermittently learned other dance styles in between."
Guo Kui: "Let's start with a short piece."
Wen Jiu: "Hiccup."