Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Wen Liang originally came here to cheat Yan Shen out of his money.

The goal is clear, as long as Yan Shen doesn't ask him to pay back the money, everything else can be discussed later.

I've even thought about it. If Yan Shen still insists on getting the money back, then I'll take legal action. There's no other possibility.

But now, facing the gaze of the man opposite him, he tugged at his long hair in confusion, feeling like he was walking on ice.

It could break at any time.

He didn't think the man in front of him was a sucker.

In just one minute, Wen Liang's reaction to the scumbag had turned from being perfunctory and annoyed to feeling uneasy and nervous.

Wen Liang lowered his head in self-deprecation. Due to the influence of this body, he was now the ultimate face-chaser and there was no hope for him.

Yating Hall is a Chinese-style hall. At this moment, there is no one in the entire hall, so the private room is not fully enclosed. The quaint screen serves as a fence, and one can vaguely see the rockery and water landscape outside the screen.

There is the sound of gurgling water in my ears, a set of tea sets is placed on the table, and wisps of mist are lingering upwards.

Wen Liang and "Yan Shen" sat opposite each other across a table, and no one spoke for a while.

Perhaps noticing Wen Liang's embarrassment, the man opposite moved first.

After warming the cup, he poured the tea into the purple clay pot and shook it gently. The air was filled with the fragrance of warm tea. He then poured out the first brew of tea and gently scraped off the foam on the surface....

Every movement is graceful and elegant.

The man put the brewed tea on the table and pushed it forward in front of Wen Liang.

"Taste it."

This was the first sentence the man said after he came in.

The deep male voice seemed to be pouring into my ear, and just like the man's temperament, it was cold and a little distant.

Wen Liang lowered his eyelashes, held the edge of the teacup with both hands, and took small sips of hot tea.

taste not good.

But I dare not not drink.

He always felt something was wrong.

This "Yan Shen" seems a little too unapproachable.

It was different from when I flirted with him backstage at the live broadcast at the beginning.

It is written in the novel that Yan Shen and Pei Shuchen are younger, and Pei Shuchen is two years older.

So Yan Shen must be around 26.

But the man in front of him looked even more mature than Pei Shuchen.

Is it because he was born into a wealthy family and received a different education since childhood, so he is naturally more mature?

The more Wen Liang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he made an excuse that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

The man looked up at him, nodded, and gentlemanly called his assistant to lead the way for Wen Liang.

Special Assistant Sun finally saw the little anchor who sent messages to Mr. Yan every day.

Because of this little anchor, Mr. Yan, who used to hardly touch his phone except for work, now has to pick up his phone from time to time to watch it.

To him, it was simply the ninth wonder.

Sun Chengan glanced at the anchorwoman who was following him. She had long black hair, a white face, delicate features and penetrating eyelashes. Even an ordinary white dress looked expensive on her...

Isn't this just a little beauty? There is not a single masculine feature on her.

Sun Cheng'an even suspected that there was something wrong with the information he had investigated.

He didn't dare to say much, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and concentrated on leading the way.

"Um..." The anchor behind him suddenly spoke, his voice a little boyish, "Are you Shen Shen's assistant?"

Sun Chengan's eyelids twitched suddenly.

He stopped and turned stiffly: "Deep...deep?"

Wen Liang wanted to hint at it, so he nodded, thought about the wording and said:

"That's your boss, his name is Yan Shen, I've talked to Shen Shen for a long time, in his heart I can't compare to other sisters, but I don't mind, brother, can you tell me secretly what kind of girl Shen Shen likes?"

【Today’s Tea Talk: 2/5】

Sun Cheng'an has followed Yan Wenyu for five years and has handled hundreds of proposal projects of all sizes.

Not as troublesome as the one today.

The young anchor has bright eyes, fair skin and beautiful looks. She looks like a very attractive girl no matter how you look at her, but in reality she is a crossdresser.

Although he is cautious, he could mistake Mr. Yan for Young Master Yan Shen.

Although he was unfortunate, he really attracted Mr. Yan's attention.

Call him lucky...he caught Mr. Yan's attention.

No wonder Mr. Yan told him to mind his mouth when he was in the car just now, and to think carefully about what to say and what not to say...

It seems that Mr. Yan had already expected that the young anchor would become suspicious.

Sun Cheng'an's heart was full of eyes like a honeycomb, and was filled with buzzing bees, but his face remained calm and he showed a very formal smile:

"Mr. Yan likes people like you."

[Wen Liang: Hey, this assistant is just like his boss, smooth-talking.]

【886: Well, he didn’t correct you, which means that the one inside is Yan Shen】

Wen Liang felt that Myna’s analysis made sense.

It seems that Yan Shenchang is too anxious, so he looks mature.

What was he doing with those big cloves of garlic in the box just now? It looked a bit scary.

On the phone, he always says "Brother will give you rockets", but now when we meet, he starts to act like a stranger when asking for money.

[886: He pretends to be cool because he wants money from you]

Wen Liang felt that Myna’s analysis made a lot of sense.

He followed the assistant and continued walking forward, asking as he walked: "What should I call you?"

"You can just call me Assistant Sun."

"Assistant Sun, what hobbies does Shen Shen have? I want to get to know him."

Sun Cheng'an heard the name again and wanted to shout for help.

He looked at the dimples on the young anchor's face when she smiled, and kindly reminded her:

"Mr. Yan doesn't like people calling him by his name, you...just call him by his account name."

Wen Liang nodded, and then Assistant Sun continued, "Mr. Yan likes fishing."

Yan Wenyou finds time to go fishing every month, at least once a month.

At a private fishery, if you feel like it, you can probably stay overnight at the fishery's hotel.

"Like fishing?!"

Wen Liang was shocked.

Can this be said?

This one fish isn't enough for him to catch?

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After Wen Liang returned to the box, he felt completely relaxed.

He walked around the table and sat to the man's right. He stroked his long black hair to his chest with one hand, while leaning slightly to look at the man next to him.

"Brother You, you came in so cold just now that I didn't dare to talk to you. I thought you didn't like me in person. I know I'm not as pretty as in the photo, and you must be disappointed."

【Today’s Tea Talk: 3/5】

Wen Liang can now talk about tea fluently.

Yan Wenyu turned his head slightly and could see the young anchor very close to him.

It looks even better than in the photos.

It's just like a little lamb that starts to have fun after getting familiar with the environment.

The young anchor didn't know that Yan Wenyou had already arrived at the club and had been sitting behind the surveillance screen in the monitoring room, watching him for almost an hour.

The man raised his fingers and gently lifted up Wen Liang's black hair that fell on the table to prevent the tea from wetting this beautiful long hair. He replied in a matter-of-fact manner:

“Not disappointed”

Definitely not disappointed.

Even more surprising than expected.

This young anchor was like a magical incendiary substance. As Yan Wenyou approached him, a flame ignited somewhere deep inside his body.

The closer you get, the more intense it becomes.

The fire started to burn uncontrollably.

The man's fingers kept moving back and forth on the rim of the cup, and his deep gaze seemed to be glued to the young anchor, not moving an inch away.

Wen Liang had no idea of ​​the inner turmoil of the man next to him at the moment. He only noticed that "Yan Shen" seemed quite easy to talk to.

So he immediately got straight to the point and said:

"So you're in a good mood now? Then let's talk about money. Although talking about money hurts feelings, you were the one who started it. Brother, have you encountered something that urgently requires money recently? Otherwise, with your status, it would be so degrading to ask for the money you gave as a reward back."

Yan Wenyu had to admit that the cute and cunning little fox with its head tilted to the side was making him feel itchy.

The little fox didn't know his identity.

If he knew, he was sure that this seemingly courageous little guy would probably be scared to death.

Just like when he first came in, the little fox's eyes were full of vigilance.

Yan Wenyou tapped the table with his knuckles, guiding the pretty little fox to continue: "I'm really short of money recently, so what do you want me to do?"

Wen Liang sneered, it turned out to be because of lack of money.

But he had spent most of the money on Pei Shuchen's birthday support! How could he get hundreds of thousands of dollars now?

Wen Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a good compromise:

"Brother You, how about this? If you really have no money to spend, I can give you 10,000 yuan every month!"

"Cough, cough! Cough!!!" Special Assistant Sun, who was waiting on the side, almost choked to death. He had to hold back the violent coughing that followed with a heart-wrenching effort.

Yan Wenyou suddenly laughed softly in the strange atmosphere: "You want to support me?"