After dinner.
When Wen Zhiyan came out after washing up, he saw Fang Miaomiao leaning against the bed, eating a cucumber in one hand and scrolling through her phone with the other.
"Hungry?"
He remembered that Miaomiao hadn't eaten much at dinner, and when asked, she just said she wasn't hungry.
"Not hungry," Fang Miaomiao sat up and explained, "I'm just craving something. It's already evening, so I can't eat anything else. This is fine."
Wen Zhiyan sat on the edge of the bed. "What are you looking at?"
"Hot searches," Fang Miaomiao took a bite of the cucumber and looked at Wen Zhiyan with a smile. Her face immediately turned red, and her words became jumbled. "You, why aren't you wearing clothes."
"I accidentally dropped my pajamas on the floor after showering, so I had to wrap myself in a towel to find new ones."
"Why didn't you call me to bring you clothes if yours fell on the floor?"
Wen Zhiyan looked at her for a while before saying, "I remember I called you from the bathroom."
"Did you? I didn't hear you." Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao lost all interest in looking at his abs and her eyes darted around.
Wen Zhiyan was silent for a moment. He had just heard Miaomiao say she would bring him clothes in the bathroom, but after waiting for a long time, no one came, so he had no choice but to come out wrapped in a towel.
However, judging by Miaomiao's current state, she had probably forgotten about it.
Fang Miaomiao looked at his broad shoulders and narrow waist, and ungracefully swallowed her saliva, remaining frozen in place.
Wen Zhiyan put on his clothes and turned around to see Fang Miaomiao staring blankly. He was in a good mood. "Do I look good?"
"Not bad," Fang Miaomiao coughed lightly, not daring to meet Wen Zhiyan's gaze.
Wen Zhiyan said with some regret, "I thought I would get a better review."
"Well, it's getting late, time to rest," Fang Miaomiao didn't respond and snuggled into the covers.
Wen Zhiyan didn't say anything either. He tidied his clothes, lay down on the bed, put his arm around Fang Miaomiao's waist, and buried his head in her back. "Miaomiao."
"Yes?"
"The Wen Corporation has been very chaotic lately."
Fang Miaomiao turned to face Wen Zhiyan. "What does this have to do with us? You're not thinking of getting involved in that mess again, are you?"
Wen Zhiyan didn't speak.
"Wen Zhiyan, tell me, what are you thinking?"
"My father called me. He said my third brother has messed up several business deals, and my mother is also causing a scene at home."
"Mother?"
"Yes, she wants to see our second brother married before she undergoes surgery."
"With the way second brother is, he seems like a man of pure desires and detachment," Fang Miaomiao blurted out. "Getting second brother married, isn't that harder than ascending to heaven?"
Anyway, when she read the book, there was no mention of Wen Zhiyu's final whereabouts. He only appeared a few times when Wen Wenlan took over the Wen Corporation.
At that time, because the author had described Wen Zhiyu so beautifully, she regretted why the author didn't let Wen Zhiyu appear for a few more chapters.
It was a pity that it was all her wishful thinking.
"Mother has been pressuring second brother, saying that if he doesn't get married, she won't undergo surgery. They are in a stalemate."
Fang Miaomiao mentally exclaimed "666". To get Wen Zhiyu married, she was using her own life as a threat. She didn't know whether to say she didn't care about her health or that she loved her son Wen Zhiyu deeply.
However...
The problem arose.
"Who is Mother planning to set up second brother with?" Fang Miaomiao asked curiously.
"Xie Wanqing."
Fang Miaomiao's eyes widened, and she sat up in shock. "What? Wen Zhiyu and Xie Wanqing?"
"Why are you so agitated?" Wen Zhiyan pulled her back. "Looking at you, anyone would think your eldest son is being forced into marriage."
Fang Miaomiao gave a dry laugh. "You wouldn't understand. When I read the book, you were my favorite character, followed by your second brother. He was so pure and noble, described so beautifully, like the moon in the sky that cannot tolerate any blemish."
"Miaomiao likes second brother?"
"How could I? The moon is something to be admired from afar. What are you thinking?"
"Then, who did second brother end up with in the book?"
If he knew his lover, he might be able to arrange for second brother to meet that girl in advance.
Fang Miaomiao spread her hands and said helplessly, "It wasn't written. In the book, Wen Zhiyu never came back. The only time he returned was when Wen Wenlan took over the Wen Corporation from your third brother."
Wen Zhiyan's eyes flickered, but he quickly dismissed the idea. "Didn't you say before that the author only wrote about those few people and couldn't possibly write about what everyone did every day? So, perhaps the author didn't write this scene."
"What you're saying isn't unreasonable, but it's a pity, second brother probably won't agree, right?"
"Second brother has always been obedient."
Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "What a pity, what a pity. Such a beautiful flower. Oh, right, I remembered I asked you to investigate Xie Wanqing before. How's that going?"
Wen Zhiyan shook his head. "Xie Wanqing has no problems, but our people found out that Third Sister-in-law has ties with the second branch of the Ran family."
Fang Miaomiao blinked suspiciously.
"During the time Third Brother took office, all the businesses that were canceled were taken over by the Ran family."
He discovered it by chance and later found out that it was Third Sister-in-law's doing. Third Sister-in-law was from the second branch of the Ran family.
She had fooled Third Brother to sign contracts that would see no profit for at least a few years, and all the promising ones were given to the Ran family by that woman.
"Then is your Wen Corporation going to collapse?"
Wen Zhiyan pinched Fang Miaomiao's nose. "Don't worry, I can support you."
"Stop messing around. Let's talk business. Have you told Father about the Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law's situation?"
"I told him, but Father hesitated, and Mother thought I was stirring up trouble between them, so she scolded me severely."
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a poor little thing," Fang Miaomiao shook her head.
"I'm pitiful?"
Fang Miaomiao was lost in thought and didn't notice the fleeting glint in Wen Zhiyan's eyes. She absently stroked Wen Zhiyan's soft hair.
By the time she realized what was happening, she was already held tightly in his arms.
"Wen Zhiyan, what are you doing?"
"I'm pitiful, can you pity me?"
Fang Miaomiao opened her mouth to say something, but Wen Zhiyan lowered his head and kissed her.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Miaomiao felt that if she didn't do something, she would suffocate.
Just as she was about to pinch him, Wen Zhiyan let her go. "Miaomiao, haven't you learned to breathe yet?"
Fang Miaomiao didn't have the strength to glare at him. "Don't joke. I was just thinking of comforting you, looking at you like this."
Wen Zhiyan stroked Fang Miaomiao's cheek. "Okay, my mistake. I shouldn't have gotten handsy while Miaomiao was talking."
"Miaomiao, thank you."
Fang Miaomiao's heart softened. "Sleep now, goodnight."