sjar Chapter 362 No Small Matter, What's True and What's False
Chapter 362 No Small Matter, What's True and What's False
Back in her room, Ning Yao closed the door behind her, her eyes serious and focused.
She knew there wouldn't be any listening or recording devices in the room; she trusted Wen Tingye's keen observation skills.
Indeed, Wen Tingye had already checked her when he first entered the Simen base, which is why he felt at ease sharing a kiss with her last night.
"Didn't you already have a plan?" Ning Yao didn't believe that someone like Wen Tingye would be trapped in the Si Gate with her.
She might be plotted against without preparation, but Wen Tingye wouldn't.
His relaxed and natural demeanor made it hard not to suspect that he had made proper arrangements and that everything was going according to plan.
"No." Wen Tingye uttered two words with his thin lips slightly parted, then walked a few steps to the sofa and lay down without any hesitation.
His long legs were draped over the armrests of the sofa, his ankles crossed, looking completely at ease.
Ning Yao didn't believe it. She walked to the man's side with her water glass. When she was less than half a meter away from him, she stopped and glanced down at Wen Tingye.
"Really not?"
"Really not." Wen Tingye replied to Ning Yao with certainty.
Upon hearing this, the woman's gaze became complicated, and her slender fingers tightened their grip on the glass of water.
"Then aren't we really going to be trapped and die in Simen?"
Ning Yao muttered something under her breath, more like talking to herself.
Wen Tingye, with his keen hearing, looked at Ning Yao teasingly and said with a half-smile, "If you hand over the White Flame Blood Jade, you can leave, right? You can't bear to part with it?"
"You're asking a question you already know the answer to." Ning Yao was so angry that she almost splashed the water in her glass directly onto Wen Tingye's face.
That was the only memento her mother left her. How could she possibly hand over the White Flame Blood Jade, especially to her mother's rival?
This has little to do with the White Flame Blood Jade's built-in spatial system. Even if it were just a stone left by her mother, Ning Yao would not give it away so easily.
"I'm going to sleep for a while. If you can't sleep, think of a way to get your husband and children out of this hellish place, Simen, safely."
Wen Tingye smiled and then put his forearm behind his head, squinting as he rested his head on it.
"you……"
Ning Yao was suddenly speechless. She never thought that Wen Tingye would be such a shameless person. It was perfectly reasonable for him to live off a woman and be a hands-off boss!
After a brief moment of annoyance, Ning Yao looked at Wen Tingye's nonchalant and irritating demeanor, silently curving her lips into a smile, her eyes softening with laughter.
Who would believe that the seemingly invincible and ruthless CEO Wen, who appears so powerful and decisive to outsiders, would have such a face?
Actually, Wen Tingye is quite adorable, at least much better than outsiders perceive him to be; he seems more like a real person.
The mess that Si Men was originally her family matter, and Wen Tingye probably didn't want to deal with it before she could take action.
After figuring this out, Ning Yao's gaze towards Wen Tingye softened considerably.
Perhaps she herself didn't realize it, but as the two spent more time together, she became more and more dependent on Wen Tingye.
From doing everything herself, to now having Wen Tingye by her side, she feels that Wen Tingye can handle everything for her perfectly...
When did it start to become like this?
Ning Yao stared intently at Wen Tingye's eyebrows, nose, and then at his slightly upturned, sexy lips.
An impulse suddenly surged into her mind, and before Ning Yao could react, she had already snuggled up to the man and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Ning Yao felt a lump in her throat. Ever since she learned that her mother had passed away in such a tragic way, and then she was persecuted by her stepmother and sister, who claimed to be her father, she felt like she had always been isolated and helpless.
Wen Tingye and her child are a gift from God, and she must cherish and protect them.
Ning Yao held Wen Tingye's large hands in both, and placed her cheeks in the man's palms.
Ning Yao rubbed her cool cheek against Wen Tingye's hot palm twice in comfort.
Wen Tingye was only pretending to sleep; he wasn't actually asleep. As he sensed the woman's movements, the smile on his lips widened.
Ning Yao really is like a pampered cat; only cats like to rub against their owner's hand like this.
Ning Yao leaned her cheek against Wen Tingye's shoulder, moved closer to him, and suddenly whispered, "Wen Tingye..."
Wen Tingye got goosebumps from the woman's deep call, and felt a tingling sensation in his heart.
I thought Ning Yao was going to say some sweet words, the whispers of lovers, but I never expected...
"Have you noticed that in this sect, Si Longshen's status is even lower than that of a sect leader's wife?"
"How could the leader of such a large organization as the Simen be afraid of a woman?"
Recalling what had just happened in the hall, Ning Yao frowned.
Si Longshen is the head of a sect, yet his every word and action seems to be controlled by others.
However, Si Longshen's behavior is not inexplicable. If you love someone enough, you will give them the greatest possible tolerance.
When Si Longshen looked at An Qiulu, there was no love in his eyes. He seemed more afraid of An Qiulu than he loved or respected her.
Ning Yao squatted by the sofa, and Wen Tingye could reach out and touch her head.
The man's large hand rested on Ning Yao's hair, stroking down the back of her head and finally landing on the nape of her neck.
Ning Yao's nape was white and slender, soft and warm to the touch. Wen Tingye reluctantly withdrew his fingers and pinched it a couple of times.
"I thought you were going to say, Wen Tingye, I love you."
At this moment, the man's voice sounded somewhat dissatisfied, and he increased the force of his fingers, as if he were punishing Ning Yao.
Ning Yao suddenly remembered a popular saying online: "Fate has you by the throat."
However, fate did not choke her throat; instead, it was the back of her neck that suffered.
"Who would say such mushy things?" Ning Yao turned her face away, her ears suddenly burning, and her voice sounded a little awkward.
"You little rascal, you're just being stubborn. You really love me in bed."
Wen Tingye grabbed Ning Yao by the back of her neck, forcing her to look at him.
The man spoke with unusual certainty, and before Ning Yao could refute him, he changed the subject on his own.
“I’ve also noticed that point you mentioned. Si Long Shen certainly doesn’t seem like the kind of person a sect leader should be.”
“I don’t think your mother-in-law would like this kind of man, especially since you said she missed your father her whole life and couldn’t forget him even when she died.”
Ning Yao was about to retort when Wen Tingye cut her off, leaving her words stuck in her throat, neither coming out nor going out.
"You mean he's not my biological father?"
"But if he weren't, how would he know so much about my mother, and even describe the details of their courtship back then so clearly?"
Ning Yao frowned, pondering the reliability of Wen Tingye's words.
The hand that had been pinching Ning Yao's neck suddenly released its grip. Before Ning Yao could even catch her breath, Wen Tingye flicked her forehead with his long, slender fingers, instantly leaving a small red mark.
Ning Yao hissed and crouched down, taking several steps back as she looked warily at the man lying on the sofa.
"Wen Tingye, are you out of your mind? Why did you flick me?"
To everyone's surprise, the culprit showed no remorse whatsoever. He stretched his legs in a few quick movements, sat up abruptly from the sofa, put his elbows on his knees, and gave the idiot a look.
"You yourself said that those are your mother's and father's memories. Such memories are probably only known to the two of them. No matter how detailed he is, can you tell if they are true or false?"