He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 48 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 23

The phone rang a few times before Xie Yichen answered.

"Hello, Wen Yan?"

Xie Yichen was a little confused. Why was he being called at this time?

"Xie Yichen, where are you? I have something to give you."

"I'm at the hospital now, I'll come find you later."

"No need, let's meet at our usual place at 8 pm. I've booked a private room, you can just go there."

Wen Yan stood in the corner, talking on the phone while glancing sideways at the familiar car parked downstairs, and rolled her eyes knowingly.

Someone arrived quite quickly, very well, just wait and see.

"Ok."

Although he didn't understand why, Xie Yichen was still happy to do it. These days he had come to understand that it was better to inherit the Wen family than to work himself to death doing chores for Xie Yin.

He was confident that, given the opportunity, he could win Wen Yan's heart again.

Thinking it over, she put on a confident smile, but accidentally pulled at the corner of her cracked mouth, and gasped in pain.

Luo Qingqing, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was shocked. Wen Yan had made an appointment with Xie Yichen?

Xie Yichen was already sitting in the restaurant waiting at 7:30. He specially drew the curtains of the private room, turned off the lights, and asked the waiter to light candles.

By the warm candlelight, he picked up a powder compact and applied it to his face. His face was his most valuable asset, and he couldn't let it go to waste.

I covered the bruises more than ten times, and when I couldn't hide the bleeding cheeks, I just applied blush. Then I rubbed my eyes hard, and my red eyes made me look at people with even more affection.

After preparing everything, Xie Yichen carefully examined himself in the mirror. He looked so pitiful that the ambiguous atmosphere immediately became intense.

It's so effective that even sows that have just given birth can instantly go into heat upon seeing it.

Nodding in satisfaction, he took out his phone and hung up Luo Qingqing's call again, then waited quietly.

Wen Yan put on beautiful makeup, wore a pretty dress, and carried her beloved bag as she headed out to her date.

Xie Yin sat in the driver's seat downstairs, waiting quietly from day to night, until the streetlights on the street all turned on at once, and the faint white light at the edges of the lights shone through the glass into the car.

Xie Yin, like a subdued black panther, waited patiently and silently.

The silent black panther's eyes flashed, and it quickly opened the car door.

The girl came out.

Xie Yin quickened his pace to meet her, stopping the girl as she got into the car, his tone almost pleading: "Yan Yan, where are you going? Can I give you a ride?"

He seemed to know how to use his advantages. He bent over slightly, and the well-tailored suit accentuated his sexy waist. He had also unbuttoned two of the buttons that he usually buttoned up, revealing his well-defined collarbone, which was alluring without him even realizing it.

He was old-fashioned and lacked romance; he only hoped that this body could arouse her interest.

Xie Yin lowered his eyes and asked Wen Yan for permission. His slender hand touched the hem of her clothes slightly, but he didn't dare to hold it completely.

He dared not look her in the eye, afraid of being rejected again, just like the clothes that were forcibly returned today and... that bowl of hangover soup.

The girl didn't react for a long time, and he looked at her anxiously. When he touched her indifferent face, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and a mist welled up and blurred his glasses.

"Yan Yan, is it okay?"

Wen Yan didn't reply; she simply turned and told her driver to go back.

Xie Yin was overjoyed and followed Wen Yan awkwardly. When they were almost there, he quickly stepped forward and opened the passenger door.

Wen Yan ignored him and deftly opened the back door and sat down.

Xie Yin closed the car door, got in, and obediently became Wen Yan's driver.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Wen Yan's red dress, his gaze flickering, and he tentatively asked, "Where are you going so late, Yan Yan?"

"Are you telling me what to do?" Wen Yan asked, somewhat annoyed.

Xie Yin breathed a sigh of relief; at least he would still be angry with him.

"I didn't mean to control Yan Yan, I was just worried about her safety being alone. How about I wait for you outside?"

Wen Yan neither agreed nor refused: "Your time is so precious, how can you waste it? After all, you're a very busy person who can't even spare ten minutes."

Hearing this, Xie Yin felt a pang of pain in his heart. He recalled the girl crying pitifully at the company entrance and said in a hoarse voice, "There won't be a next time, Yan Yan."

He thought he had everything under control, but in reality, he lost everything.

The girl didn't look at her, but her eyes were slightly red.

Xie Yin changed the subject: "Where are we going today?"

The topic finally returned to the key point, and Wen Yan immediately said, "The Rose Living Room."

Rose Living Room is a famous restaurant for couples, offering hotel-style services.

Xie Yin's face stiffened for a moment, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. He pulled the car over to the side of the road, took off his glasses, and stared straight at Wen Yan through the rearview mirror.

Looking into her eyes, her lips, her shoulders, her collarbone, her… red dress, a dress that barely covered her hips.

"Yan Yan, please take a look at me, okay?"

His composure had vanished completely; at this moment, he resembled a black panther who had used every trick in the book but was still abandoned by his master.

He carefully picked up the rope that had fallen to the ground and obediently handed it to the girl, hoping she would hold it again.

He regretted it, really regretted it.

Wen Yan didn't look at him; she was easily swayed, especially by his feelings.

Xie Yin cried, and crystal tears rolled from his eyes, soaked into his chin, and quickly fell down.

He didn't cry when he was forced to give up all his hobbies, he didn't cry when his mother's memorial tablet was sent back to her parents' home, and even when he seized the position of head of the family, he didn't shed a single tear during several life-or-death situations.

It felt as if something was gripping his heart, and each breath felt like a strain on his muscles.

"Yanyan...please, don't go, okay?" Her deep gray eyes turned crimson, and her voice was humble to the core.

"Xie Yin! If you don't drive, I'll take a taxi myself."

Wen Yan hardened her heart; things that are easily obtained are never cherished.

Xie Yin didn't move; the tear stains on his face had already dried.

Is this still not enough to soften her heart?

Wen Yan pretended to get out of the car, but couldn't open the door. She turned to glare at him, only to meet a pair of bloodshot eyes.

The image of a strategist and mastermind has vanished, leaving only the heartbreak of unrequited love.

"Xie Yin, drive."

The black Maybach moved slowly forward.

The two were silent.

What should have taken half an hour took two hours.

The car stopped in front of the tree in front of the restaurant. Wen Yan got out of the car and walked into the restaurant, without glancing at Xie Yin once.

Xie Yin watched her go in silently.

Watching her sit in the private room near the tree, watching her pull back the curtains and glare at him, he silently told him to go back.

She also saw the man sitting opposite her, Xie Yichen.

She drew the curtain, her graceful figure reflected in the hazy light, and the two shadows gradually drew closer.

A terrifying depth appeared on Xie Yin's face. He smiled indifferently, stepped on the gas, and crashed into the tree in front of the door.

Yan Yan, I'm a gambler, and I bet you'll soften your heart this time.

With a loud bang, Wen Yan had a bad feeling. She stopped humiliating Xie Yichen, ignoring his face which was flushed with anger.

I ran to the window, pulled back the curtain, and saw the Maybach that had crashed into the tree.

Holy crap, Xie Yin, are you crazy?

233 rushed over: "Host, something terrible has happened! The master has been in a car accident!!"