A secret tryst? Her brotherly love triangle backfired.

Chapter 100 "Did you enjoy pinching him? Come on, let's continue."

As soon as the call connected, Tang Wanwan, holding the phone, asked, "You left with Fu Jing for nothing?"

“Yes, at a bubble tea shop nearby,” Qian Qinglei said. “I told the instructor, but I didn’t tell you since you were practicing driving.”

The tone was calm.

It doesn't look like anything has happened.

And it's a milk tea shop right next to the driving school.

Tang Wanwan felt relieved and asked, "Should I come over?"

“…No need,” Qian Qinglei said, looking at the man opposite her. “I can manage on my own.”

call ended.

Tang Wanwan was completely baffled.

Qian Qinglei had absolutely no liking for Fu Jingbai, yet she still went to the milk tea shop with him.

He also refused to let her come over.

While I was thinking about something, my wrist was grabbed.

Jiang Yanzhi leaned closer, staring at her. "Shall we talk here, or somewhere else?"

It's afternoon, and there are many driving students and instructors practicing.

Tang Wanwan said, "Let's go somewhere else."

“Okay,” Jiang Yanzhi fastened her seatbelt and started the car readily.

The driving school was left far behind.

Tang Wanwan glanced in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask, "What exactly did Fu Jingbai do? Why would Leilei agree to go out with him alone?"

"I really don't know,"

Jiang Yanzhi smiled, squeezed her hand, and said, "He's not my employee. He doesn't need my permission to do what he wants. I can't possibly know everything."

This makes sense.

But Tang Wanwan still didn't believe it.

She turned her head to look at him, "You really don't know anything at all?"

Jiang Yanzhi: "..."

He confessed: "All I know is that the company your friend's father works for is a subsidiary of the Fu Group."

The Qian family is an ordinary middle-class family.

Tang Wanwan remembered that Qian Qinglei's parents were both senior executives in their companies. Their family was not extremely wealthy, but they certainly didn't need to worry about material things.

That's how she raised a cheerful, generous, and positive daughter.

Unexpectedly, Qian's father was actually an employee of the Fu family.

What a coincidence!

Tang Wanwan frowned: "Is he going to use Uncle Qian's job to threaten him?"

"It can't be that tasteless, can it?" she said incredulously. "Besides, Uncle Qian would never sell his daughter for a job."

really not bad.

Not too naive, at least they could still think of the word "threat".

Jiang Yanzhi smiled, completely unconcerned, and said, "Who knows what he's thinking?"

Anyway, according to his guess, it's probably more than that.

He was unwilling to talk much about other people's affairs.

Holding her hand, we intertwined our fingers for a moment, and I asked, "What would you like for dinner?"

Tang Wanwan was in no mood for anything and said listlessly, "Do as you please."

“Okay,” Jiang Yanzhi said, not angry at all, “Then let’s eat at home.”

They can be alone together.

Perfect timing, let's talk about how she's been ignoring him for the past few days.

When the car stopped, Tang Wanwan realized that what he said that night was absolutely right.

His residence in Z City was not far from the Tang family's home.

They're in the same villa district.

Even her parents have to pass by him when they go home.

This was exactly the time her parents would be home. After getting out of the car, Tang Wanwan ran to the gate of the courtyard.

Jiang Yanzhi, who was behind her, was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what she meant and said with a half-smile, "So afraid of being seen?"

"Open the door quickly," Tang Wanwan urged.

Jiang Yanzhi was so angry he wanted to bite her. He opened the door, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her inside.

His villa's front yard was about the same size as the Tang family's, but the Tang family lived there year-round, so their yard was always full of blooming flowers. Ms. Liu was a person with exceptional taste in life; in her spare time, she would tend to her garden and arrange flowers.

In comparison, the courtyard in front of me, which only had a small pond, looked utterly desolate.

Tang Wanwan glanced at it and pouted, "It's so ugly, you can't even get someone to fix it up."

"..." Young Master Jiang, who had been criticized for his lack of taste, paused for a moment before reminding him, "I've only stayed for four nights, and I won't be staying any longer."

He took her hand and led her across the bluestone slabs in the courtyard into the house.

Jiang Yanzhi opened the shoe cabinet, took out a brand new pair of women's slippers, and was about to bend down to put them on for her when Tang Wanwan was startled.

"No, I can do it myself."

She was wearing flat shoes today while practicing driving.

He changed his shoes and looked around.

The huge villa was completely empty.

There isn't even a helper to clean or cook.

Quiet and spotless.

He stayed here alone for four nights?

It's too spacious.

Her family is so lively that she would find it unbearable to stay alone for even one night.

This person stayed in this unfamiliar house for four nights.

Tang Wanwan felt a little uneasy.

He didn't need to live in a place like this by himself.

She ignored the discomfort and asked him, "Didn't you say we'd eat at home tonight? You don't even have a chef at home."

She spoke of home so naturally.

Jiang Yanzhi smiled and said, "Someone will bring it over later."

As he spoke, he took her hand and led her to the living room.

"I wonder what your home is like? Is it similar to this place?"

These words sound like an accusation that he still can't get into her house.

Tang Wanwan felt even worse.

“Not really,” she replied seriously. “You have far less furniture here, so it looks bigger.”

Just like that apartment in Beijing, even though it's on the same floor, the layout is exactly the same.

But his house looked much bigger than Shen Xianyu's.

This person is inherently indifferent and prefers quiet.

Jiang Yanzhi turned on the projector and played some sound, adding a bit of liveliness.

Before we could even exchange two proper words, the doorbell rang again.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a chef's uniform, followed by more than a dozen people carrying fresh ingredients as they went into the kitchen to cook on the spot.

A short while later, two more plates of delicate pastries and fruit were served.

Jiang Yanzhi complained about the noise, "Shall we go upstairs and take a look?"

"..." Tang Wanwan looked at him suspiciously, wondering if he was planning something.

Her vigilance suggests that the night in the car really taught her a lesson.

Jiang Yanzhi couldn't help but laugh. Too lazy to wait for her consent, he simply put his arm around her waist and carried her on his back.

A sudden dizziness struck Tang Wanwan, who cried out in surprise and instinctively began to struggle. She was then lightly slapped on the back of her buttocks.

"Don't move around," he said.

This is the first time in my life I've ever been spanked.

Even when I was little, my parents didn't...

Tang Wanwan froze for a moment, then angrily reached out and pinched his lower back.

He didn't hold back at all, and Jiang Yanzhi gasped in pain.

They carried her into the room and put her down.

The next moment, he grabbed her hand, slipped it under his shirt, pressed it against his abdominal muscles, and grinned through his teeth, saying, "Did you enjoy pinching me? Come on, let's continue."

As he spoke, he finally noticed her flushed cheeks and froze.

"I just gave you a little bump, why are you blushing like this?"

"..." Tang Wanwan, her face expressionless, pushed him away slightly and said, "I'm not blushing, it's just that my blood is flowing backwards."

Jiang Yanzhi couldn't help but laugh at the methodical explanation.

(End of this chapter)