Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Feeling the change in something about himself, Wu Yunfeng was ashamed and angry.

Not caring about anything else, he grabbed the wall of the bathtub with both hands and sat up from the water with the shameless woman in front of him.

"call--"

Finally breathed fresh oxygen again.

Wu Yunfeng gasped twice and raised his hand to push the woman who was still sitting on him.

But the woman had her arms around his back, and she was lying on his chest like a koala, motionless.

"Go away!" Wu Yunfeng shouted angrily.

"A Feng, don't you like it?"

Jiang Feiyan raised his head and smiled, the crystal water droplets shining finely under the warm light above his head.

Then she shook her waist slightly, and Wu Yunfeng's "dislike" that had reached his lips was instantly choked in his throat.

Seeing the man's stiff expression and the ears that were so red that they were bleeding, Jiang Feiyan smiled with satisfaction, tilted his head and whispered in Wu Yunfeng's ear: "He... is much more honest than you... ....”

As he spoke, he bit the man's earlobe with a smile...

The expected anger, resistance, or accommodation did not appear.

Instead, there was a dull pain in the back of his neck. Just like that, Jiang Feiyan rolled his eyes and fainted in the man's stiff, emotionless expression...

Looking at the woman who fell limply in front of him and was sliding into the bathtub little by little, Wu Yunfeng did not move for a moment.

It wasn't until a series of small bubbles appeared again on the calm water that he raised his hand belatedly and grabbed the woman's thin white wrist.

After staring at her with an unclear expression for a while, Wu Yunfeng finally stood up, causing a splash of water...

Because of the two men's tumbling, most of the water in the bathtub was gone.

At this moment, the remaining water in the tank could barely reach the woman's waist.

After he helped her sit upright in the bathtub and ensured that she would not slip into the water and be drowned by such a pitiful "mouthwash", Wu Yunfeng lowered his eyes and looked at himself.

He didn't pay too much attention to his clothes, which were soaked and still dripping. Instead, he looked at something intently, and then punched the wall next to him.

With the muffled sound of "bang" and the pain coming from the fist peak, Wu Yunfeng finally regained some of his rationality.

He reached into his pants pocket and took out his cell phone, which was still dripping with water.

Not surprisingly, the phone was completely killed.

He wiped the water on his face irritably.

Thinking of the "serious business" tonight, Wu Yunfeng ignored the clothes that were clinging tightly to his body and were gradually becoming clammy.

He raised his hand and grabbed the neatly arranged bath towels on the shelf beside him, casually wrapped them around his body, and walked quickly to the big bed.

Picking up the landline receiver on the bedside table, Wu Yunfeng dialed Feng Yan's number.

Even if it was a completely unfamiliar number, the other party would only let the phone ring once and quickly pick up the call.

"A Feng, where are you now?" Feng Yan asked directly as if he had already guessed that the person on the other side of the phone was him.

"I'm sorry, Ayan, I...may not be able to keep the appointment tonight." Wu Yunfeng's voice was a bit tired and dejected.

"What happened? Where are you now?" Feng Yan asked immediately.

Maybe she heard something was wrong with him, and even the tone of his questioning was filled with urgency.

Looking down at the small piece of wet carpet at his feet, Wu Yunfeng weakly replied, "I... am in the suburbs of Beijing."

"Tell me the specific location and I'll be there right away!" Feng Yan said without hesitation.

"and many more!"

Just when he heard the person on the other side of the phone whispering instructions to prepare the car, Wu Yunfeng immediately interrupted: "Um...Ayan, you don't have to come over, I...I fine......"

Feng Yan on the other side of the phone was silent, "A Feng, I've never seen you so hesitant, tell me what happened!"

"I......"

Wu Yunfeng subconsciously looked in the direction of the bathroom, pursed his lips, but still couldn't speak.

He was silent for another moment, then lowered his eyes and stared at the tips of his shoes, and said dullly: "Ayan, what happened tonight... the situation is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it clearly at this moment. .

Give me some time to think about it..."

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to sigh, "Okay, I don't have to ask, but you must answer my two questions now."

"What's the problem?" Wu Yunfeng asked.

"First, are you injured? Second, is your current position safe?" Feng Yan said in a deep voice.

After hearing his question, Wu Yunfeng suddenly dropped his heart.

The corner of his mouth slightly curved, and he said slowly: "Ayan, don't worry, I'm really fine. I'm not injured, and I'm safe, but..."

"Just what?" Feng Yan asked.

"It's just... I'm a little confused. I need some time to think clearly..." Wu Yunfeng murmured.

"Okay, as long as you are sure that you are safe at the moment, I will give you time to think it over." Feng Yan paused and then said, "I'll wait for you in the office tomorrow. Give me a call when you get there."

"okay."

......

After hanging up the phone, Wu Yunfeng stood there blankly again, silent for a long time.

It wasn't until a drop of cold water flowed into the crook of his neck that he moved his fingers again, which were numb from the ice.

Wu Yunfeng casually rubbed his shaved head with a bath towel. He exhaled heavily and walked towards the bathroom as if he had made a major decision...

The woman in a red dress was still as she was when he left her, leaning forward in the porcelain white bathtub with her eyes closed.

He knelt down next to the bathtub, put his arms on the edge, and used his eyes to trace the side of the woman's face covered with wet and messy hair...

"Jiang Feiyan...who are you?"

"You came to me...for what purpose?"

Wu Yunfeng stared at the woman's profile and murmured these two sentences.

It's just that someone who is still in a coma is destined not to give him any answer.

With a faint sigh, Wu Yunfeng stood up, took a bathrobe from the shelf on the side, and placed it beside the bathtub.

"Sorry for offending..."

He murmured to Jiang Feiyan in the bathtub and picked him up from inside.

Then he turned his head, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to fasten the zipper of the dress.

"Stab-la"

Wu Yunfeng closed his eyes and could only rely on hearing and the touch of his fingertips to judge the situation in front of him.

He held his breath, trying his best to avoid some awkward touches, and slowly and clumsily helped her take off her dress and put on her bathrobe again.

Jiang Feiyan, on the other hand, just sat on the edge of the bathtub unconsciously, leaning in his arms.

It wasn't until he tied the belt around the waist of the bathrobe tightly that he finally breathed out and opened his closed eyes.