Wanjin Lady

Chapter 342 Keenness
The Yuan family's disputes had nothing to do with Wen Wan. Once she closed the door, she immersed herself in her own world. The wastebasket at her feet was already filled with waste paper, and she had discarded the restaurant design drawings one by one.

Even lunch was brought into the house by Hongmei.

After an unknown amount of time, Hongmei came knocking on the door and said that Hou Ji had returned with something.

Wen Wan looked up and saw that the moon was rising outside and the sky was gradually getting darker. She rubbed her sore arm, put down her pen and paper, and went to greet the person at the door.

Hou Ji was no different from the NPC who repeated the task, and just copied Wei Zheng's instructions verbatim.

"The Marquis told me to come when there are fewer people around. Don't worry, Manager Wen. I just checked and your neighbors are all having dinner. No one noticed me."

Wen Wan: ...

"The Marquis instructed that since Shopkeeper Wen said there was always trouble at the widow's door, he should leave through the back door from now on."

"Also, don't tell anyone else. Just let Miss Zhaozhao and Young Master Hun wear the longevity lock secretly."

Wen Wan: ...

The golden and orange longevity lock appeared in front of Wen Wan again.

Wen Wan: This must be God testing me!
When you and your ex-husband are in a state of tension, and your ex-husband suddenly becomes the top dog, then... which woman can withstand such temptation?
It seemed as if two little men were fighting appeared in Wen Wan's mind.

The villain in white clothes said: "Take it, it's a gift from your ex-husband. If you don't take advantage of it, you're a coward. You just made a mistake that all women in the world will make!"

The villain in black said: "Just take it. Let's talk business. You open a restaurant for free? You raise your children for free? You feed your family for free? You are just a heartless money-collecting machine."

Wen Wan said with reluctance, "Since it's a gift from the Marquis, I really can't refuse... Hongmei, please accept it and store it."

Hou Ji wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself that the Marquis was really a prophet.

He said that within three rounds, Manager Wen would definitely accept it.

Unexpectedly, after only two rounds, Manager Wen surrendered.

"By the way, the Marquis left you a message." Hou Ji handed her a letter. Wen Wan was secretly surprised. When she opened it, she saw Wei Zheng's very familiar neat and beautiful regular script. When she looked up again, Hou Ji had left.

Afterwards, Wen Wan's face turned pale and the veins on her hand holding the paper were bulging.

Under the dim yellow light, the words on the rice paper seemed to turn into man-eating ghosts, reaching out from the paper and pulling her in.

It was clearly written on it: Junior Brother Xiu Wen came to the government office this afternoon to borrow the city defense map from me.

As soon as Wen Wan received Wei Zheng's message, she hurried towards the Governor's Office.

The Governor's Mansion was right next to the government office, not far from the courtyard where the Wen family settled. After walking for about a minute, Wen Wan arrived at the place. She reported to the guards in the front courtyard, and a government soldier led her to the inner courtyard.

This was Wen Wan’s first visit to Wei Zheng’s residence.

His taste in figurines seemed to have never changed, and he only favored simple and refreshing decorations. Along the way, there were only green plants in the courtyard, no antiques or calligraphy or paintings, and all the servants coming and going were men. The place was large but silent, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the curtains and lamps hanging in the corridor, which was quite reminiscent of the simple and rigid style of a military compound.

Wen Wan walked past a yard and saw an area enclosed for martial arts practice, with various weapons hanging on the wall.

Wen Wan felt regretful: the figure finally achieved freedom of weapon, but this freedom depended on himself.

Fortunately, she and Old Man Wen used to think about buying a complete set of eighteen weapons for the figurine when the winery business improved, but she didn't expect that the clown would be herself.

Wen Wan was flustered, but her steps were steady. After walking for a while, she still didn't see any women. She couldn't help but ask the guard, "Aren't there any maids in the governor's mansion?" The young lady surnamed Xu that she saw last time didn't seem to be here either.

Her tongue trembled, and before she could stop herself, Wen Wan blurted out, "Don't you think Lord Wei has one or two close female friends? For example...madam, concubines, maids, etc."

Wen Wan secretly bit her lower lip.

The situation is critical, and you are still concerned about whether your ex-husband is having an affair with someone else?
Wen Wan, ah Wen Wan, you can use your brain to eat hotpot.

The palace soldier frowned slightly. Although he didn't understand, he still replied honestly, "The governor dislikes young ladies being too noisy, so all the people in the palace are men. There is a cook and a maid in the kitchen."

Haha, the figures are still very clean.

Wen Wan heard that a wealthy family would arrange for a maid to sleep with a man before he even reached adulthood. The Wei family was extremely powerful, and they had Queen Wei who arranged everything for them. She thought Wei Zheng had been involved with many women.

Wei Zheng was wearing a dark, floral-patterned home jacket. He was a natural clothes hanger, and the wide-sleeved robe accentuated his flowing shoulders. Because it was the scorching summer heat, Wei Zheng's collar was slightly open, revealing a corner of his muscular chest. He had removed his hair crown, his jet-black hair flowing like an angel. He sat lazily on a throne chair, a folding fan in his right hand, a bronze candlestick beside him. The dim flames highlighted his pale skin.

Wen Wan was stunned.

Can you blame her?
Reject male homosexuality.

Start with you.

I can not do it.

She just made a mistake that every woman in the world would make!

As a flirtatious widow, she came to look for a young man late at night, and there would be gossip anyway. Now that she had bumped into him, she had to see what she had!
Wen Wan covered her face and coughed softly. It took her a long time to remember the important matter of the day. "The Marquis said that Cheng Yunzhang came to ask for the city defense map?"

Wei Zheng looked up and saw Wen Wan standing at the door without coming in. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "Come in and talk."

Wen Wan declined politely. She didn't respond or go in.

If she was a widow with many troubles at her doorstep, then Wei Zheng... was a prince with many corpses at his doorstep.

She didn't want to be stabbed into a sieve by Queen Wei for the time being.

So she stood at the door and asked him, "Did Cheng Yunzhang say what he would do with this city defense map?"

Wei Zheng raised his eyes to glance at the man under the moonlight. At this moment, he was actually in the mood to tease, "I used to hear you call me Brother Xiu Wen all the time, but now you call me by my name, Miss Wen... You really have a heart of steel."

"My Lord, do you still have time for such sarcastic remarks?" Wen Wan sneered, "If my Lordship isn't anxious, then neither am I. After all, I'm not the murderer of Yuan Wulang."

Seeing Wen Wan was about to leave, Wei Zheng slowly sat up from the armchair. He moved the teacup with his bare hands, poured a cup of tea for Wen Wan, and gestured for Wen Wan to come in.

Wen Wan was fascinated by the man's beauty, and her emotions could not overcome the last bit of her remaining rationality. She stepped inside and sat on a chair one meter away from Wei Zheng.

"He just asked me for the city defense map and didn't explain why."

"So you agreed to it?"

"No. I rejected him on the grounds that the city defense map was a confidential document. But..." Wei Zheng's dark eyes turned, his gaze landing on the face of the young woman opposite him, "If he really had doubts, he could have obtained the city defense map from someone else."

Wenwan pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and her expression changed from gloomy to bright.

Cheng Yunzhang's sharpness exceeded her expectations.