Chapter 273: Chapter 146 Our Child Turns One Year Old_2 Chapter 273: Chapter 146 Our Child Turns One Year Old_2 Bags and coats were tossed all over the floor. She clutched the collar of his shirt—already fragile from being high-end custom-made—and ripped off a button, which bounced onto the floor, but he was too preoccupied to care.

He thoughtfully and passionately began to untie the sash of her gown.

They fell onto the bed, still locked in a deep, secret kiss.

Upstairs, the banquet hall on the second floor was still bustling with guests, filled with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the fact that the head of Wen Bank was upstairs making love with unrestrained passion, like uncontrollable wind and rain.

Every intertwining was a crushing wave of longing for him.

But no matter how hard he pushed, she would never call him “brother.” She only addressed him with a slightly hoarse and lazy voice as “Director Wen,” carrying a sense of detachment and strangeness.

Even when he held her in his sleep, she only turned her back to him.

But he no longer cared about anything else, as long as she was willing to provoke him. Even if he was just one of many, even if he was just a pastime for her since returning to the country, a one-night stand that required no commitment from her, with no explanations needed, just someone to sleep with her.

Just breathing in her scent was enough to soothe his struggling, meandering longing.

Wen Yangzhi got up early in the morning and found her at the end of the bed looking at her phone. She hadn’t put on the bathrobe she changed into after her bath, but had already put on yesterday’s clothes. He embraced her from behind.

Yun Yuwan turned off her phone screen, not letting him see, “Get up and leave.”

He thought she wanted to rush him away, his thoughts jolted, “Go where?”

She stated nonchalantly, “I told Auntie Qin that I would visit her at the old house today and go for breakfast.”

He sighed with relief, “Good, I’ll go back with you.”

He knew it was a long shot, but he asked anyway, “Can we get married now?”

Unexpectedly, she raised her eyebrows in a leisurely manner and asked, “Why should I marry you?”

It felt like a bomb exploded in Wen Yangzhi’s mind.

What she once desired most, she now rejected.

She shrugged off the heavy topic as if it was light, but it felt like a blast of buckshot to him, “You’re old, I’m still young.”

Wen Yangzhi’s head throbbed as he stood frozen on the spot for a long time.

But she didn’t take it seriously. After a while, she carelessly raised her foot, “Help me with my shoes.”

Wen Yangzhi, feeling numb inside, got up and walked to the hallway inside the room to pick up her high heels. Kneeling before her, he held one of the shoes in one hand and supported her ankle with the other as he helped her slip it on.

Suddenly, she placed her other foot on his face, looking down at him from above.

Pressing on his face, the sole of her foot gently swiveled on his lean cheek.

Wen Yangzhi didn’t make a sound, letting her do as she pleased, his hands steadily slipping the shoe onto her other foot.

She did the same last night, casually stepping on him when she slung her legs over his shoulders.

When he finished, she leisurely lowered her foot, allowing him to help with the shoe on this foot.

Wen Yangzhi bowed his head while she waited unhurriedly for him to finish.

Finally, he spoke up, “Done.”

She withdrew her foot, “Go freshen up.”

He stood and went to the bathroom.

But by the time he came out from brushing his teeth and washing his face, Yun Yuwan was already gone.

His heart tightened as he hurriedly went downstairs to drive back to the old house. Only when he entered the dining room of the old house and saw Yun Yuwan, now comfortable in a T-shirt and long pants at the dining table, did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qin and Wen Wei were grinning from ear to ear, bombarding her with questions that she answered patiently and pleasantly one by one.

When the two saw Wen Yangzhi suddenly appear in the dining room, they were somewhat surprised, but their delight only increased—especially Zhao Qin, who nearly stretched her smile to the back of her ears.

They had finally seen him!

Zhao Qin, with an excited heart and trembling hands, managed to control herself from laughing too excessively, “Sit across from Yuwan.”

Wen Yangzhi sat down across from her, his face expressionless.

But although Yun Yuwan wore a smile on her face, she barely acknowledged Wen Yangzhi.

Wen Yangzhi gently nudged her slippers with his, once without getting any reaction from her, and finally, after the second nudge, she responded.

She asked him innocently, just as she had two years ago, her eyes so clear as though she were a child who understood nothing, “Brother, is your foot uncomfortable? You keep touching mine.”

For a moment, the dining table went quiet.

A silence as of death itself.

Wen Wei gently touched his forehead, feeling embarrassed by this display.

Zhao Qin hadn’t expected it either.

Wen Yangzhi was stunned.

They had been intimate just the night before, and now she acted as if she had no interest in him, as if they weren’t even that acquainted.

Because of Wen Yangzhi’s awkward moves, the meal was a bit embarrassing for the two elders.

It shouldn’t have happened in front of them.

Wen Yangzhi kept a straight face as he served her food, and Yun Yuwan, as though she didn’t know him, nonchalantly passed it to Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qin looked at Wen Yangzhi, her fists almost clenched.

After the meal, Yun Yuwan went upstairs to get some air, and Wen Yangzhi followed her.

He was still behind her when she seemed to sense him and said, “Do you want to meet my son?”

Wen Yangzhi was momentarily shocked; she was still reclining casually in the deck chair, with no intention of turning to look at him.

He felt as if his voice wasn’t his own, “How old is the child?”

Finally turning to him, she smiled seductively in the sunlight, “A little over a year, about one year and two months old.”

Wen Yangzhi, looking at her detached smiling face, felt his world turning upside down.

If she had been pregnant when she left the country, their child would just be this age.

He was so shaken it was as though the mountains were about to crumble, “Alright…”

Looking at her, his head was in a fog, as if he had been punched.

The child, the child…

After going downstairs, he hurriedly called Zhu Qing’an, “What do children over a year old like?”

Zhu Qing’an replied without much enthusiasm, “Toys or something tasty, I guess. If they’ve stopped breastfeeding, they probably like snacks as well.”

But as he spoke, Zhu Qing’an felt something was off, “Why, did you suddenly come up with a child who’s over a year old?”

Wen Yangzhi’s mind was just full of confusion, “I don’t know.”

But Wen Yangzhi never messed around, Zhu Qing’an knew that the only girlfriend he knew of was—

Zhu Qing’an exclaimed in shock, “Don’t tell me… it’s Yuwan’s?!”

With his mind in disarray, Wen Yangzhi simply said, “I have to go.”

But Zhu Qing’an was not yet over the news.

If it was Yuwan’s,

No wonder, no wonder!

Yuwan had lost the baby fat from her face, she had matured all at once, and her mannerisms were completely different from before.

Isn’t this what happens when you have a child!

She and Nongzhang had only seen Yuwan this year, but the year before, they hadn’t seen her at all, as if she had vanished into thin air.

Her conversations with Wen Yangzhi about Yuwan’s recent circumstances also happened just this year.