Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 384 The Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King (4K)

This time, Zeng Mi couldn't flee in such a panic as she had in the game studio at the startup base.

Her act of chasing after him to the door to open it completely shattered the last line of defense in her heart.

Indeed, Zeng Mi was not only classical and graceful in temperament, but also in behavior and even in her body.

how to say?

It tastes like a marshmallow coated in honey.

This time, Zeng Mi felt that it was the first time in her life that she had experienced what freedom and happiness were.

"Feng Xiao probably fell for it in the same way..."

Zeng Mi felt somewhat powerless as she thought about it. After a long while, she let out a sigh that was filled with countless complex emotions.

She nestled in the arms of the man who had changed her destiny, and realized how strong and energetic he was.

Zeng Wenjie looked at the classical beauty who had been completely subdued and now resembled a kitten whose fur had been stroked, and asked, "Not running away anymore?"

Zeng Mi shook her head slightly, but finally breathed a sigh of relief because Zeng Wenjie had finally broken the silent and awkward atmosphere.

Yes, since then, there has only been physical interaction between the two, without any verbal communication.

"I need to discuss something with you," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Ah."

"Luo Xin, don't reveal it yet. I need to settle some scores with him."

"it is good."

Zeng Mi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Will you wait for me?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "If you're willing, I'll wait; if you're not, I won't. In the end, I'll respect whatever you choose."

Zeng Mi felt a sense of relief. She smiled, a hint of girlish shyness in her eyes, and said, "Then wait for me..."

Zeng Wenjie was taken aback by her girlish expression, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

Zeng Mi added, "You are not allowed to dislike me for being old."

“My idol is Cao Cao,” Zeng Wenjie said.

In order to severely punish the arrogant young woman surnamed Feng, Zeng Wenjie earnestly explained that women in the late Eastern Han Dynasty usually married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and the married women that Mengde Gong preferred were only around twenty years old.

But with Zeng Mi, such an explanation is unnecessary.

Zeng Wenjie also wanted to try the honey-flavored cotton candy, since he probably wouldn't have the chance to try it for a long time after today.

Zeng Mi acted like a young girl experiencing her first love.

She is shy, gentle, and reserved. I like her a lot, but I hide and conceal her feelings.

"I'll send you all the artwork for 'Hero Kill' tomorrow," Zeng Mi said softly.

"Is it all finished?" Zeng Wenjie asked in surprise.

"I finished drawing it a long time ago."

"So you're keeping secrets from me?"

"Because I want to chat with you often," Zeng Mi said, her face slightly flushed and her voice barely audible.

Zeng Wenjie recalled how Fang had boldly flirted with him in the teahouse when they had only known each other for a short time, and looking at her now, he felt like it was all an illusion.

Indeed, true affection is not something that can be easily expressed.

The next day, a tired Zeng Mi was awakened by some subtle noises. She looked at Zeng Wenjie, who had already dressed and made himself up, and her eyes became complicated.

"Are you leaving?" Zeng Mi asked softly, her voice a little hoarse.

"Hmm, why don't you sleep a little longer? Get some rest so you can face everything that's coming." Zeng Wenjie sat down next to her and gently touched her cheek.

Zeng Mi grasped his wrist, pressed her cheek tightly against his warm palm, and asked, "Was it worth it?"

Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment and said, "Firstly, it's to protect my own interests, and secondly, it's to help you achieve redemption and realize your true self-worth. I think it's worth it!"

Zeng Mi smiled gently, and the corner of the blanket slipped down her armpit, making Zeng Wenjie stare in disbelief.

Zeng Mi leaned her head closer.

Zeng Wenjie wasted more than half an hour before finally leaving Zeng Mi's place.

Zeng Mi walked to the window, opened the birdcage hanging on the balcony, and whispered to the captive bird, "Go."

The bird flew out of the cage without stopping or lingering, and soared high into the sky.

As Zeng Wenjie reached out to flag down the car, he watched the birds flying swiftly overhead and couldn't help but smile as he recalled Zeng Mi's petite and shy demeanor.

When Ye Yixuan waited for Zeng Wenjie at the entrance of the office building, she looked somewhat surprised and asked, "Is something urgent?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Yes, I have something to talk to my senior brother about."

Ye Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

Clever as she was, she naturally figured out what it was about. Once this matter was brought up, there would be no more rift between the two brothers.

When Zeng Wenjie entered the office building, he saw a spirited and vigorous middle-aged man, and even Ye Yixuan took the initiative to greet him.

He looked slightly surprised when he saw Zeng Wenjie, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he brushed past the two of them.

Ye Yixuan opened the office door, nodded slightly to Zeng Wenjie, and said, "Go ahead."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Thank you, Sister Xuan!"

Ye Yixuan smiled after hearing this. This kid's mouth is always so sweet!
When Zeng Wenjie entered the office, Zhuang Aimin had already prepared tea and was waiting for him.

"Junior brother, you're a rare guest indeed. I didn't expect you to come here as a guest." Zhuang Aimin smiled and waved. "Come and sit down, have some tea."

Zhuang Aimin personally brewed the tea, which shows how serious he was about it.

Zeng Wenjie sat down, took the teacup, took a sip, and then said, "I'm just a country bumpkin, so I won't comment, lest I make a fool of myself!"

Zhuang Aimin laughed and said, "It wasn't exactly good tea to begin with. Tell me, what brings you here?"

Zeng Wenjie said directly, "That information was revealed to me by Zeng Mi."

Zhuang Aimin was surprised and looked at Zeng Wenjie with astonishment. Even Ye Yixuan couldn't get the information out of him, but Zeng Wenjie had actually gotten it out of her?!

"Why?" Zhuang Aimin couldn't help but ask.

“Perhaps it’s for freedom,” Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment. “Besides, she seems to like me a lot.”

Zhuang Aimin was both amused and exasperated by this reason, but after carefully examining Zeng Wenjie, he felt it made perfect sense. Who wouldn't like such an outstanding young man?

Zeng Wenjie said, "She also gave me some important things and asked me to try to get them for her through my senior brother."

Zhuang Aimin asked, "What is it?"

Zeng Wenjie took out the notebook and handed it to Zhuang Aimin. After taking it and flipping through a few pages, the latter's expression changed instantly.

"Xiao Ye!" Zhuang Aimin shouted loudly. Ye Yixuan walked in, puzzled, and asked, "Leader?"

Zhuang Aimin handed her the notebook.

Ye Yixuan took the notebook, glanced at it, and then looked at Zeng Wenjie in surprise. Without Zhuang Aimin's instruction, she hurriedly left with the notebook.

Zhuang Aimin opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zeng Wenjie, smiling slightly, "This really surprised me a bit."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Things always turn out unexpectedly. Otherwise, where would all these surprises come from? So Forrest Gump is right, you never know what the next chocolate will taste like."

Zhuang Aimin lit a cigarette, took two puffs, pondered for a moment, and said, "As long as she cooperates, I will help her with this small favor."

"Okay, thank you, senior brother," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, lighting a cigarette as well.

The two tacitly changed the subject.

Zhuang Aimin's gaze toward Zeng Wenjie grew increasingly appreciative as he said, "Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll set about establishing a business alliance. How about you become its president?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I am still young. If I become the president, it will bring a lot of gossip. Just give me a less conspicuous position."

Zhuang Aimin replied, "Youth is not an excuse; ability is the key! Once the business alliance is established, you will be its president."

"I said!"

Zeng Wenjie puffed on his cigarette, feeling that his senior brother was exuding the domineering aura of Nick Cheung, who had Duan Kun completely under his thumb.

"Haha, senior brother, you're so supportive of me, so as your junior brother, I certainly can't let you down! I'll strive to achieve even greater success this year, and rightfully become the president," Zeng Wenjie said.

After saying this, he joked, "Since it's called the Merchant Alliance, why isn't it led by an alliance leader?"

Zhuang Aimin couldn't help but laugh at his words and said, "What, are you still thinking about your illustrious achievements at the KTV and want to become the leader of the martial arts world?"

Zeng Wenjie said to Zhuang Aimin, "Senior brother, I'm too young, so some people unconsciously think I'm easy to manipulate and have their eyes on me. I want to do something, and if things get out of hand, can you cover for me?"

Zhuang Aimin simply said, "It's necessary to establish authority, just don't cause any major upheaval."

With Zhuang Aimin's words, Zeng Wenjie was truly relieved.

He immediately made a phone call to Xue Lu and said, "Mr. Xue, please make an appointment with Mr. Luo tonight and tell him I've changed my mind!"

Xue Lu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay, President Zeng, I'll tell President Luo right away."

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's the same private room at Shanshui Pavilion as last time."

Xue Lu then said, "Alright, I'll save it for you."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Wenjie smiled at Zhuang Aimin and said, "Senior brother must have a lot of things to do. I also need to keep an eye on my project. I won't bother you any longer. I'll head back now."

Zhuang Aimin smiled and said, "Let me see you out!"

Zeng Wenjie walks with a swagger, no wonder, with Zhuang Aimin personally escorting him, his prestige is off the charts!

Zhuang Aimin escorted Zeng Wenjie to the entrance of the building, stood on the steps and shook hands with him to say goodbye.

Looking at Zeng Wenjie's tall figure, Zhuang Aimin couldn't help but smile, then sighed, lamenting how unpredictable life truly is. Who could have imagined that his fate would take a turn because of a young man?
曾文杰打车直奔4S店，当场就定了一台4.2L的奥迪A8，然后同4S店要了台A6作为代步车。

Faced with such a big customer, the dealership naturally treated him like a father, and even arranged for him to have a car that they usually wouldn't bother with.

First, I went to the branch that was under renovation. Sure enough, Ye Qiansheng was working enthusiastically with the renovation team in the snack shop. Despite the cold weather, he was only wearing a single layer of clothing while working.

"Forget it, he looks exhausted. If I go over there, he'll just talk nonsense again. I'd better not make things difficult for myself," Zeng Wenjie thought, and drove back to school.

When the car stopped at the startup base, Zeng Wenjie called Zeng Mi.

"Have you rested well?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"I'm still a little sleepy, I want to sleep a little longer," Zeng Mi said lazily.

"Yes, I've taken care of everything," Zeng Wenjie said.

Zeng Mi thought for a moment and said, "I won't starve to death, will I?"

Zeng Wenjie replied, "No, you could be a little rich woman just by taking the copyrights to your artwork."

Zeng Mi chuckled and said, "Are you that confident this game will be a huge hit?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Of course, with a soul painter like you, isn't it inevitable that we'll become a sensation?"

Zeng Mi said softly, "I'll get up and make something to eat, then rest for a bit. If I have the chance, I'll contact you. Hearing your voice in that situation might make me feel better."

"When I get bored, I draw more special skins for game characters," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay," Zeng Mi replied.

Then, she hung up the phone.

Zeng Wenjie sighed. For Zeng Mi, whose fate was tragic, this might be considered a relatively good outcome.

Even if it's not good, at least it's not that bad.

There's a saying that it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, and there's a lot of truth to that.

"Is it done?"

Feng Xiao walked up to the car at some point and asked Zeng Wenjie, who was sitting inside.

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her, nodded slightly, and said, "Everything's taken care of. This afternoon, your brother is going to become the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King!"

Feng Xiao was a little confused and asked, "What do you mean by 'Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King'?"

Zeng Wenjie suddenly gave a wicked smile and said, "It's just this crooked smile that makes the other person's life or death uncertain."

Feng Xiao suddenly realized what Zeng Wenjie was up to and couldn't help but laugh, "Can I come with you?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Forget it, you live off-campus and I live on campus, so there's nothing to worry about."

Feng Xiao laughed and pointed at Zeng Wenjie, saying, "You little brat, are you using the school as a safe house?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "I'd love for him to bring his men to the school to cause me trouble; that way he'll suffer an even worse fate."

Let's not even talk about the consequences of storming the campus...

With Zeng Wenjie's influence, if he raises his arm, hundreds or even thousands of male college students can charge together. Who can withstand that?
"Sometimes, it's really hard to associate you with the identity of a student," Feng Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

Zeng Wenjie smiled, and Feng Xiao asked again, "Is Zeng Mi delicious?"

He ignored that sentence, otherwise it would seem very disrespectful.

"Anyway, thank you for your help." Zeng Wenjie nodded to Feng Xiao and said earnestly.

"You're welcome. I'll slap you later." Feng Xiao winked and turned to leave.

Zeng Wenjie was furious when he heard this. Even now, this woman still remembered the slap he gave her at the dock!

Zeng Wenjie quickly caught up with her, and seeing that no one was around, he slapped her hard on the buttocks, then ran into the building of the startup base ahead of her.

Feng Xiao was not embarrassed or annoyed, but simply smiled slightly.

Only at times like these does Zeng Wenjie occasionally act like a naive young man.

(End of this chapter)