tearful attack

What happened today made the two of them a little tired in every sense, so that they didn't do any activities before going to bed, and they fell directly on the bed and closed their eyes after taking a shower at home.

Sleeping until midnight, Wen Lin didn't know why he felt a little uneasy, but felt that there was nothing beside him, so he couldn't help but reach out to fish.

As a result, after fishing for a long time, it was really empty.

It was only then that Wen Linke really woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the person who should have been sleeping next to him had indeed disappeared, and his heart suddenly burst into panic.

What about Xia Qian?Where did Xia Qian go?

Wen Lin sat up from the bed all of a sudden, looking around in a daze.

It wasn't until the figure on the balcony appeared in sight through the glass door that his heart gradually settled down again.

Xia Qian was still at home, but he didn't know why he ran to the balcony in the middle of the night to get some wind.

Wen Lin rubbed his eyes, found slippers from under the bed, and wanted to call Xia Qian back.

But staring at Xia Qian's back for a while longer, Wen Lin couldn't help but stop.

Xia Qian was standing on the balcony, looking outside, smoking a cigarette.

The flame of the cigarette butt flickered on and off, and for some reason it brought out a feeling of confusion and depression.

Xia Qian used to be a bit addicted to cigarettes, but after getting together with Wen Lin, because Wen Lin didn't like the smell very much, he had quit a lot.

I don't know why today, but I started to smoke again.

And after smoking one, Xia Qian quickly changed to another one.The ashtray at hand was full, obviously he had smoked a lot tonight.

While smoking these cigarettes, Xia Qian was thinking about many things.Thinking about the future of him and Wen Lin, thinking about the future of the ink cartridge company, thinking about the threats and obstacles they would encounter, thinking about what he should do.

For Xia Qian, this might just be a normal process of sorting out his thoughts.

But Wen Lin sat on the bed, looked at his figure through the glass window, and saw him smoking one cigarette after another, and felt pain in his heart for some reason.

Xia Qian...

For a long time, facing the mountain of pressure in front of him, Wen Lin still sometimes vented his anxiety and uneasiness, but Xia Qian always seemed to be calm, tolerant of Wen Lin's bumps and bumps on the road to growth, and stood firm like a mountain. Looking behind Wen Lin, he encouraged Wen Lin to let go and give Wen Lin a lot of room for making mistakes.

The scene in front of him made Wen Lin keep asking himself, how much has Xia Qian carried on his shoulders all this time?

Wen Lin didn't know how to describe his mood.He felt that he should let Xia Qian in, and stop blowing those cold winds on the balcony, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound for a while, and he seemed to be in a daze.

Until a light suddenly flashed on the bedside table.

Wen Lin seemed to be awakened suddenly, and subconsciously looked at the bedside table, only to see that it was Xia Qian's cell phone.Because of the new information, Xia Qian's phone screen lit up.

"Are you free tomorrow? Let's have a good chat."

Who sent this message to Xia Qian in the middle of the night?Wen Lin couldn't help stretching his neck to take a closer look, and found that it was Miss Chu Lianchu.

Wen Lin was even a little angry for a while.

It's all come to this point, what else does this woman want Xia Qian to do?

As a result, less than a moment later, several messages from this woman, Chu Lian, came in one after another.

"Although you probably don't want to see me anymore, I've thought about it for a long time, and there are some things I should let you know."

"The old place, it's up to you whether you come or not, I will wait from ten in the morning until 10:30."

These messages were floating on the screen of Xia Qian's unlocked phone, which made Wen Lin more and more angry.But what made his thoughts churn the most were the next two sentences.

"By the way, it's best not to tell your boss."

"I don't think you would want him to know those things either."

When Wen Lin saw these two lines, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.Perhaps it was impossible for Chu Lian to think that he sent these words in the middle of the night, but Xia Qian didn't see them immediately, but Wen Lin saw them seriously.

For a moment, Wen Lin wanted to snatch the phone into his hands, question this woman, and ask her to explain everything clearly.What is it that Xia Qian might not want Wen Lin to know?

But after a while, Wen Lin calmed down.

Chu Lian came to find Xia Qian, after all, it was Xia Qian's own business.Xia Qian didn't take his mobile phone with him because he trusted him. Correspondingly, he naturally trusted Xia Qian all the time.

It was up to Xia Qian to decide whether or not to see this woman tomorrow, and there were good reasons for whether he saw her or not.As for what this woman would say to Xia Qian tomorrow, and whether she really couldn't tell Wen Lin, this should also be judged by Xia Qian himself.

Wen Lin took two deep breaths, forcing himself to forget about it.

On the balcony, Xia Qian stopped smoking one cigarette after another. Holding the cigarette butt in his hand, he was looking outside, finishing his thoughts.

Wen Lin was embarrassed to let him know that he had been peeping silently for so long, so he retracted into the quilt again, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended that nothing happened.

After a while, Xia Qian opened the glass door and walked into the room from the balcony.

The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table was still on, so Xia Qian naturally picked it up and looked at it.

Seeing the messages Chu Lian sent him, Xia Qian frowned slightly, and clicked his tongue lightly.

From his voice, Wen Lin heard that he was obviously upset too, and felt a little relieved.

Xia Qian shook his head, put the phone back, then opened the bed, took off his shoes, and stuffed himself in.Although he had just smelled it on the balcony for a while, the faint smell of smoke still entered Wen Lin's nostrils.

Wen Lin was a little nervous all of a sudden, hesitating whether to continue pretending to be asleep, or to honestly confess his voyeurism just now.

Then I saw Xia Qian stretch out his hands naturally, encircling Wen Lin completely, and put his feet on Wen Lin's lap, like an octopus, he wrapped him tightly in the blink of an eye.

Unable to hold back, Wen Lin burst out laughing.

"Awake?" Xia Qian asked him.

Wen Lin turned over and faced Xia Qian head-on, holding Xia Qian's arm with his fingers, "It's so cold? Why didn't you come in earlier."

"Isn't this coming in?" Xia Qian said as he pressed his head over, leaning against Wen Lin's neck, "It's still warm on your body."

Wen Lin also wrapped his hands around Xia Qian's body, and the two of them hugged each other, and soon fell asleep again.

……

The next day, it was time to go to work again.

Xia Qian drove Wen Lin to the company, handled some daily affairs, and then asked Wen Lin for a leave of absence, saying that he had something else to do in the morning and that there might be a delay of one or two hours.

Wen Lin glanced at the time and knew that he was going to see Chu Lian, so he nodded.

When Xia Qian went downstairs, Wen Lin looked downstairs through the window, until he saw Xia Qian opened the car door and got in, he was still a little curious, hesitating whether to follow.

Although he trusted Xia Qian, it's a bit difficult to pretend that he doesn't know about this matter.

Just as Wen Lin was trying to think of reasons to convince himself, the salesman Feng suddenly screamed, "Boss! There is a big order!"

"Where is it?" Wen Lin immediately forgot all about Chu Lian.

"Yes, it belongs to Wanfeng Group." Xiao Feng, the salesman, was so excited that he stuttered, "They want to outsource a program to us to do it."

Wansheng Group?Not to mention the small sales, Wen Lin was excited when he heard these four words.

Don't look at how since he met Xia Qian, he offended the Xia family for a while, and almost confronted the Zhang family for a while. In fact, counting the leading families in City A, if you ask who is the strongest, seven or eight families can fight. The Xia family, the Zhang family and the Chu family are just the first among them.He had never been in touch with the rest of them before.

Now the Shen family of Wansheng Group is one of them, and it is a very strong one in recent years.

They would take the initiative to do the ink cartridge business. Although it is an outsourcing, it is also a rare opportunity.

"Boss," programmer Xiao Yang opened the materials sent by Wansheng Group, but he couldn't help sweating a little on his forehead, "Their requirements seem to be very high."

Wen Lin quickly opened the materials and looked at them.

The requirements are indeed not low. That program requires extremely complicated calculations, and it is impossible to start with insufficient technology.What's more terrible is that the construction period they gave was very short, and it was only given a week.With the current shortage of ink cartridges, this is really a serious challenge.

The excited employees in the company suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on their heads, and one or two became worried about gains and losses.

"Boss... shall we accept it?" Someone asked timidly.

The employees all turned their attention to Wen Lin, but they saw that Wen Lin's face was flushed, and he even licked his lips, looking surprisingly excited.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Wen Lin looked around, smiling brightly, "It's just a week of overtime."

Everyone's expressions tightened.

"Three times the overtime pay this week." Wen Lin said again.

The employees immediately started cheering.

……

At this moment, Xia Qian, who has already asked for leave, still doesn't know what happened in the ink cartridge company.

According to what he said in the text message, he came to the restaurant where he used to meet with Chu Lian, and the time was a few minutes earlier than what Chu Lian said.

However, Chu Lian had already opened the box and was waiting for him inside.

Coincidentally, when Xia Qian walked into the box, Chu Lian was smoking, and the whole room was filled with smoke, obviously he had smoked a lot.

Xia Qian frowned, with some very ominous premonition.

The last time he saw Chu Lian smoking like this was when Chu Lian tried to fake marry him, which directly led to a bunch of messes.Now that Chu Lian is smoking so much, I don't know what he is planning to say.

"Aren't you all married?" Xia Qian stood at the door, "Why are you still the same as before?"

When mentioning marriage, Chu Lian smiled, with a very complicated look on his face.

In front of Xia Qian, she didn't pretend at all. Anyway, Xia Qian knew what kind of virtue she was, and she was what she should be.

"Why, do you regret it?" Xia Qian thought for a while, then walked in, closed the door, and sat opposite Chu Lian.

"It's hard to say." Chu Lian said, "Married life is very different from what I thought. To be honest, before I entered Zhang's house, I never dreamed it would be like this."

"I thought that since you chose to marry that young master Zhang, you must have made sufficient psychological preparations."

"I have made a lot of mental preparations... Even in a sense, my married life is much easier than I imagined." Chu Lian's smile became more and more complicated, "At least I don't need to be with someone I hate Sharing the same bed. Yes, he hasn't touched me these days of marriage. "

Xia Qian raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised.

Although it is easy to imagine that Young Master Zhang probably doesn't like Chu Lian, as far as Xia Qian knows, Young Master Zhang is a very indulgent person with his lower body. Even if he doesn't like it, there is no reason to let his beautiful new wife do not touch.

"To be precise, he drank too much wine that night in the bridal chamber, turned into a puddle of drunkenness, and said something wrong, letting me know something I shouldn't know, and then I have a cold war with him until now." Chu Lian was complicated. Looking at Xia Qian intently, "Guess what he said?"

Xia Qian frowned, "Is it because you asked me to come to tell me these things?"

Chu Lian just smiled wryly at this.

"If there is no other more important matter, I will not accompany you." Xia Qian stood up, "To be honest, when the two of us meet at this time, both of us are carrying great risks."

Chu Lian sighed, finally took out her mobile phone, flipped to a screen, and handed it to Xia Qian.

"This is..." Xia Qian lowered his eyes, and immediately froze his words, unable to utter even half a word for a while.

What Chu Lian took on her cell phone was a drawer, and what was piled up in that drawer were photos one after another.

One or two, the front one, the side one, the one in formal attire, the one in casual attire, the one talking and laughing with others, the one standing alone drinking in a corner, all of them are Xia Qian himself.

Xia Qian was dumbfounded, looking at Chu Lian in surprise and doubt, and wanted to ask her why she had nothing to do with collecting so many photos of herself.

But soon Xia Qian reacted.

These photos were not collected by Chu Lian.

Chu Lian nodded, agreeing with Xia Qian's bad premonition, "I found this in his room."

At this moment, Xia Qian's goose bumps all over his body, and his mood was indescribable. It could be said that he almost vomited out the overnight meal.

The author has something to say: God damn Jinjiang smoked again

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