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Chapter 98 Helpless Wenya

Upon hearing Wen Ya's words, Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Sister Wen Ya, don't panic. Tell me what happened slowly, I'm coming over now..."

Through Wen Ya's intermittent narration, Chen Yan roughly understood what had happened.

On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Zheng Feng played cards with his fellow villagers. It seems he was tricked into losing over 300,000 yuan in one night.

When Zheng Feng returned home early in the morning, his mother noticed something was wrong. Under questioning, she learned that Zheng Feng had lost a lot of money. Enraged, she took Zheng Feng's father to the home of the fellow villager, demanding that he return the money or she would call the police.

After playing cards all night, everyone's rationality had been worn down. After arguing for a while, they started fighting, and the argument escalated until they finally came to blows. In the midst of the fight, Zheng Feng happened to grab a watermelon knife from the coffee table, resulting in two deaths and one injury.

Within half an hour, Wenya received calls from both the police and Zheng's mother.

The police were very objective, but Zheng's mother was just there to cause trouble. Her words implied things like, "Zheng Feng is so good to you, you must not abandon him," and "We were wrong last time, but you must help Zheng Feng this time." She even implied that "if you hadn't been absent, Zheng Feng wouldn't have gone to play cards that night," subtly shifting the blame onto Wen Ya.

Wenya was naturally furious about this and angrily scolded Zheng's mother over the phone.

But after so many years of getting along, even if it ended abruptly, there is still some affection left.

A mix of complex emotions left Wenya somewhat bewildered.

When she felt lost, the first person she thought of was Chen Yan.

……

After arriving at the apartment complex where Wenya rented a place, Chen Yan parked the car with practiced ease, took out his keys, and opened Wenya's door.

Upon opening the door, Chen Yan immediately smelled the odor of alcohol, and then saw Wen Ya slumped over the table with a large bottle of wine beside her.

After closing the door, Chen Yan walked to Wen Ya's side and gently patted her back. "Sister Wen Ya?"

Perhaps because she wasn't sleeping deeply, Wen Ya slowly opened her eyes after hearing the familiar voice. She stared blankly at Chen Yan for two seconds before suddenly raising her wine glass.

"Xiao Yan, come drink with your sister."

"Sister Wenya, you've had quite a bit to drink." Chen Yan looked at Wenya's flushed face and said gently, "You should rest first."

Although it might be a bit inappropriate to say this, for some reason, Chen Yan suddenly found Wen Ya, who was drunk, to be exceptionally alluring.

Her dignified oval face with its rosy complexion is like a ripe peach, making one want to take a bite.

Since she was home alone, Wenya's outfit was quite casual, clearly prioritizing comfort.

A black lace nightgown draped over her body, with two thin straps casually hanging over her shoulders. From Chen Yan's angle, one could even see the entire Northern Hemisphere.

Not only that, the hem of the skirt only covered a small part of her thighs, leaving her plump and slender legs almost completely exposed.

Chen Yan felt inexplicably thirsty, so he took the cup from Wen Ya and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

"Alright, that's enough, Sister Wenya, you should rest now." Chen Yan put down his cup, intending to coax Wenya to go to sleep, but... Wenya took his drinking as an acceptance of the invitation, so she pressed Chen Yan down in the chair, refilled his cup, and said, "One more cup... I feel really uncomfortable right now... Only you can drink with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she straddled Chen Yan and began to pour wine into his mouth, little by little.

Chen Yan: φ(゜▽゜*)

For some reason, he felt that the scene was a bit too erotic.

……

Of course, Chen Yan's brain still retained the ability to think rationally at this moment.

'I never expected Zheng Feng's accident to make Sister Wenya so sad.' Chen Yan thought to himself as he stroked Wenya's back.

Wenya drank so much today, partly because she was confused... but to say that Wenya wasn't sad because of Zheng Feng, Chen Yan would never have come to that conclusion even if he had no idea.

Although Zheng Feng's weakness on the issue of offspring led Wen Ya to finally decide to separate from him, how could the feelings that had grown over more than ten years of being together be worn away so quickly?

"Looks like I haven't tried hard enough," Chen Yan murmured softly.

"What does this have to do with you... You're talented and hardworking..."

"That's not what I meant." Chen Yan smiled and suddenly picked up Wen Ya in his arms.

"Ah..." Amid Wen Ya's panicked cry, Chen Yan's fighting spirit reached its peak.

The best way to deal with an emotion is to replace it with a new one.

Let's use happiness to cover up this confusion.

……

In a daze, Wenya felt as if she were leaning against a strong chest, with a powerful arm around her waist.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Chen Yan's handsome face.

The lace nightgown she was wearing had been torn into pieces and scattered throughout the room.

'How could this be?' Wenya pursed her lips, feeling a little bewildered.

She initially intended to vent her feelings to Chen Yan, but before she could vent her emotions, her body vented first.

However, perhaps because "matter determines consciousness," she felt that her mood had improved a lot. At least when she first heard the news, the feeling of having a stone weighing on her heart had disappeared.

'So, are you really my soulmate?' Wen Ya gently stroked Chen Yan's face, her eyes filled with longing and infatuation.

(End of this chapter)