He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 46 The Boss's Beloved Wife is Too Alluring 21

The moon peeked out and glimpsed the two blurry figures through the night mist. Her face flushed instantly, and she shyly hid away.

Xie Yin held the painting in one hand, and with his other free hand, he grabbed Wen Yan's arm and placed it on his shoulder and neck. Then he leaned down, wrapped his arms around her thigh, and lifted her up with one hand.

Wen Yan buried her face in his neck, her hazy eyes clearing for a moment, but upon closer inspection, only drunkenness remained.

His long, drawn-out breaths sprayed onto that alluring red mole, gently rubbing against the skin, a sensation that was incredibly abrasive.

The lights were on in the house, but the girl insisted on sitting stubbornly at the door waiting, probably still angry.

When Xie Yin put her on the bed, she was already fast asleep. After wiping her legs and arms, he called a maid to change her clothes so she could sleep more comfortably.

After doing all that, he tucked the blanket in, kissed her forehead, and got up to leave.

"Yanyan, sweet dreams."

The moment the door closed, Wen Yan opened her eyes, yawned widely, and lay back down in relaxation.

Yes, acting is also physically demanding.

I'm so tired.

"233, wake me up before Xie Yin wakes up tomorrow morning." After saying that, she turned over and went back to sleep peacefully.

Wen Yan woke up to the sound of 233 firecrackers, took out her phone and saw it was 5:30.

I forced my droopy eyelids open and yawned all the way home, then collapsed into bed as soon as I got there.

Over there, the maid whispered a few words in Uncle Liu's ear, and the old man's eyes widened. He then shuffled upstairs with his usually frail, cold legs.

He came downstairs looking dejected a moment later, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xie Yin still waiting, which made him feel quite anxious.

Okay, fine, go ahead and tell me. At most, they'll deduct a little from my salary.

"Sir, Miss Wen...she has already left."

Xie Yin paused, his hand holding the newspaper still. His lowered eyelids concealed the helplessness in his eyes. After a long while, he said, "Yes, I understand."

The first time, she left early.

She was still angry after all.

Xie Yin was somewhat bewildered, but more than that, he felt helpless as things spiraled out of control.

He knows how to coax an angry girl and can determine the reason for her anger.

Was it his ability to summon and dismiss people at will, or... those countless kisses?

Maybe both.

Ha, I kept my distance from her under the guise of doing what was best for her, but in the end, I was the one who flirted with her and then acted irresponsibly.

"Uncle Liu, please take this bowl of hangover soup to Miss Wen."

"Ok."

"Hmm, and also, what do girls generally like?"

Adhering to the principle of asking questions when in doubt, Xie Yin humbly sought advice from this loving elder couple.

Uncle Liu mentioned this and said, "Clothes, bags, shoes, and cosmetics are definitely the right choice."

Xie Yin put his newfound knowledge to good use: "Then let's send this season's new products, along with the hangover soup, to Miss Wen."

"it is good."

Uncle Liu was very efficient; he packed it up and delivered it to the Wen family in just one hour. He even went there in person because he was worried that it wasn't sincere enough.

Wen Yan sat on the sofa watching a group of strangers walk around the living room, arranging the new styles neatly for her to choose from.

Wen Yan turned her head and glanced at the door. There was no one else there except for Uncle Liu, who had a kind smile.

He sneered, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Xie, but my Wen family is not short of money. We don't need your money."

"And this hangover soup, I already drank it when I came back. Uncle Liu, please take it back, and tell President Xie that...we'll say goodbye here."

Uncle Liu was in a bit of a predicament. He tried to persuade Wen Yan again, but she closed her eyes and clearly didn't want to talk to him. He could only swallow his words.

“Miss Wen, you’ll have a headache after a hangover, so remember to get plenty of rest. I won’t take this hangover soup back with me; Mr. Xie specially made it for you… I’ll be going now.”

Uncle Liu came and went quietly, leaving behind only a pile of luxury goods.

Wen Yan pulled 233 out, suppressing her anger: "Well done, we haven't seen anyone apologized. Great, that's wonderful."

His voice was indescribably cold, and his tone was indescribably sarcastic.

It seems the fire isn't burning hot enough.

233 curled up in her arms and pretended to be dead.

Host, you must promise me that after you beat him up, you won't take your anger out on me anymore.

While Wen Yan's situation is at a standstill, Luo Qingqing's is thriving, with filming going smoothly and her romance becoming increasingly exciting.

Sure enough, he kissed Saitama right there in the dressing room.

"Brother Saitama~ Won't someone see us like this?"

"Don't be afraid, I've had people guarding the door, no one can see us. Besides, doesn't Qingqing like it?"

Saitama rubbed her hand hard, which elicited an even stronger reaction from Luo Qingqing.

The scarred man who was temporarily called in to guard the door: ...

As the noise inside the room became increasingly unbearable, he covered his ears and quietly moved to the side.

Suddenly, I noticed someone approaching. I was about to warn them when I got closer and realized something was wrong. Wasn't that Xie Yichen?

The scarred man trembled with nervousness and pounded on the dressing room door, trying to alert the person inside.

The two men inside were getting into it when the scarred man almost made them impotent.

"Hello, are you a security guard hired by the film crew? I'm Luo Qingqing's boyfriend, and I'm here to talk to her about something."

From a distance, Xie Yichen saw a muscular man standing guard in front of Luo Qingqing's dressing room, so strong that he could easily punch him.

The scarred man didn't speak, just stared at him coldly; the horizontal scar made him even more frightening.

Luo Qingqing, who was inside, was in a daze for a moment. She patted Qi Yu, who was getting dressed, and said, "I think I just heard Yi Chen's voice."

"It shouldn't be. He's currently inspecting a coal mine and won't be back for a while."

Outside the door, Xie Yichen mustered his courage and raised his voice, saying, "I asked around, and it's break time now, so visiting is allowed. I came secretly without telling Qingqing, wanting to give her a surprise."

The scarred man with the cold face was sweating profusely, inwardly screaming with helplessness.

This time, Luo Qingqing heard clearly that it really was Xie Yichen. She became anxious instantly and shoved Qi Yu to make him move.

"It really is Yichen, he's back! Saitama, you'd better find a place to hide, quick!"

Saitama's sense of satisfaction reached its peak. He calmly stood up and said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of? Someone's stopping him..."

Can't get in

Before he could finish speaking, the door clicked open.

Xie Yichen rushed in excitedly, and immediately stared at Qi Yu, who was holding Luo Qingqing.

"Saitama? You guys, you guys!"

An indescribable harmonious and vibrant atmosphere filled the room; even a pig could tell what was happening, let alone Xie Yichen.

An unnamed rage surged within him, his joyful eyes instantly turning a furious and humiliating crimson, and he was on the verge of a violent outburst.

He stepped forward and punched Saitama, yelling, "You two despicable, shameless couple!"

Saitama, not to be outdone, turned and started fighting with him.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I beg you to stop hitting me."

Seeing that Xie Yichen was about to lose, Luo Qingqing anxiously spoke up to stop him: "Qiyu, stop! I told you to stop!"