He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 36 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 11

Xie Yichen was filled with regret. If he had known Wen Yan was here, he would never have come back. Now, he not only failed to make a fool of himself, but also became a laughing stock.

"I think the timing for annulling the engagement is perfect. Don't you dislike Xiaoyan? Fine, I'll give you your freedom."

After speaking, he turned to look at Wen Yan, his eyes filled with a hint of apology, and his tone softened.

"Xiao Yan, this kid has wronged you. You can ask for anything, but if this gets out, it will be ugly for both families..."

Wen Yan understood that what Old Master Xie valued most was the Xie family's reputation. Even if he was humiliated, the Xie family's reputation couldn't be humiliated. So she knew when to stop.

It's alright, Xie Yichen still needs her to take care of Cai Shuang herself.

As she thought about it, her sobs gradually subsided. She wiped away the dry tears from the corners of her eyes and lowered her head in grievance: "Yes, I'll listen to Grandpa."

Grandpa Xie patted her back reassuringly. Seeing her so aggrieved that her shoulders were trembling, he became even angrier. He turned to look at Xie Yichen, that wretched thing, and kicked him, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Wen Yan chuckled, almost bursting out laughing, and raised her eyebrows defiantly at Xie Yichen where Old Master Xie couldn't see.

Xie Yichen's eyes turned red with anger, and after being glared at by Old Master Xie, he looked away resentfully.

Forget it, out of sight, out of mind. Let her be smug for a few days.

Wen Yan knew when to stop. After saying goodbye to Grandpa Xie, she had nothing else to do, so she simply went home and lay down for a while.

I woke up in the evening, and my phone was completely empty – not a single message.

Wen Yan was puzzled. When other people were dating, news about them would come out like a machine gun, but when it came to her, it was as still as stagnant water.

No, she seems to have forgotten something.

—She still doesn't have Xie Yin's contact information.

You probably won't find another couple like them in the world; they've been in a relationship for so long, they haven't even exchanged a phone call.

Frustrated, I opened the blacklist and unblocked Xie Yichen. That's all the kid is good for.

Wen Yan deftly dialed the number, and the other end answered quickly, immediately using respectful language to address the ancestors.

"I recorded it."

The firecrackers on the other end of the phone went out instantly, and there was complete silence.

Xie Yichen gritted his teeth, finally managing to squeeze out three words: "You are shameless!"

"If the dog barks again, I'll tell Grandpa."

"..."

Xie Yichen stopped talking. His butt was still sore, and his seaside villa had also gone into Wen Yan's pocket. He could bear it, right?

I really don't know what kind of drug she gave Grandpa to make him so biased towards her.

"What is it?" His last shred of dignity was to reply to her coldly.

Give me your uncle's phone number.

Why do you need his phone number?

Why worry about so much? Are you going to give it to me or not?

“150********”

After writing down the number, she hung up the phone without hesitation and added Xie Yichen to her blacklist again.

Xie Yichen glanced at the phone that had already been hung up and was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. How dare she hang up on him?

After saving the number, Wen Yan quickly dialed Xie Yin's number.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hey."

A deep voice came through the phone, as elegant and melodious as a cello.

His voice, like his personality, possesses a unique charm characteristic of mature men.

"Xie Yin, it's me."

Xie Yin paused as he signed, the pen tip blurring on the paper, forming a small black dot.

"How can we develop a relationship if you never call me?"

Wen Yan complained softly, her words carrying the unique charm of a young woman.

She was quite bold, even though it was through a phone. If he were standing in front of her right now, she would probably burrow into the ground like a quail.

"Ah."

Perhaps feeling that she had been too perfunctory, she added, "We've been seeing each other frequently these past few days."

Wen Yan was speechless. He was a complete conversation killer. How was she supposed to respond to this?

"How am I supposed to respond to this? I don't even know what to say."

Wen Yan sullenly tapped the blanket, worried about his low emotional intelligence; it seemed she would have to train him for a long time.

"Ah."

"Can't you say anything other than 'uh-huh'?"

"without"

"..."

Wen Yan: It's okay, she can talk to even a dead person. She has to put up with the man she chose.

After comforting herself, she stopped caring what he said and continued talking to herself, sharing her daily life.

"You know what? Grandpa Xie beat up Xie Yichen today, hahaha, I'm so happy..."

Her little mouth would chatter on and on, as if she were sharing everything with Xie Yin like a confessional.

He tightened his grip on his phone, lowered his eyes to listen to her, and her clear laughter seemed to dispel much of the day's frustration.

"And you, what did you do today?"

Xie Yin paused for a moment: "Work, I signed a few contracts."

Wen Yan didn't pay much attention to what he said; he just asked politely and then changed the subject.

It must be said that Xie Yin is a really good listener. He has his own unique insights into everything, and Wen Yan got really into it as he talked.

"You know what, my chest hurts a bit today, probably because I slept on my stomach last night. Will I end up with uneven breasts...?"

Upon hearing this, the other party remained silent for a while, hesitated for a moment, and then gave their advice.

Seeing that Wen Yan's words were getting more and more off-topic, Xie Yin rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "Yan Yan, I am an adult of the opposite sex."

Listen closely, and you can almost hear a hint of doting helplessness mixed in.

Wen Yan's face flushed red instantly: "You're my boyfriend, so what's wrong with me saying something? Humph, I'm ignoring you."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Xie Yin on the other side kept his hand on his phone, perhaps because he had been holding that position for too long and his hand was getting stiff.

Staring at the disconnected phone, his gaze darkened as he began to seriously reflect on himself. Had he been too indulgent with her? How could all of this have happened so naturally?

Naturally acting cute, naturally sharing, naturally throwing little tantrums...

Thinking of her flushed face on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

They're still just kids; they need to be coaxed.

He's so much older than her, why shouldn't she give in?

*

Xie Yin rubbed his aching temples. By the time he returned to the Xie residence, it was already dark.

He had been living on his own since he came of age, but Grandpa Xie set a rule that he must come back to stay one night a week and have a meal there.

Old Master Xie is getting old and clings to him for survival, but he is unwilling to accept this and fantasizes about controlling him as before.

This meal was destined to be boring.

Today was unexpected, because...

"Xie Yin, why are you only coming back now? I've been waiting for so long."

Wen Yan sat on the sofa and heard the sound of someone changing shoes at the door. She fluttered over like a butterfly, seemingly forgetting her temper from the afternoon. Her eyes sparkled as if kissed by stars.

Xie Yin looked up and saw her. His dark gray pupils contracted for a moment as they locked onto the most beautiful color in front of him.

She favored vibrant colors, and they suited her well; at least among all the people he had ever met, no one could match her brightness and passion.

He thought she would probably have a particular fondness for roses.