Chapter 3

Before Chen Die could finish speaking, the phone was taken away.

Isn't the campus belle in a relationship?

Her seldom-updated Weibo account consequently gained over several hundred thousand followers

Half an hour later, Chen Die fell silent

He is indeed good-looking, but it cannot be described solely by his appearance. His pronounced brow ridge, pitch-black pupils, and the scar on his forehead give him a very sharp demeanor

Did I not see you when we were drinking before

He patted her face, his tone frivolous: "Do you really think I spoil you too much?"

Wen Liang was the first to open the car door, and without waiting for her, he directly walked towards the house door

I haven't finished sending my information yet!" Chen Die sat up again, dissatisfied

Are you ill

First, the singing paused, followed by the sound of water as someone rose from the bathtub, and then another song began, accompanied by the sound of water again at the sink.

She responded softly, took it, and glanced at it; there was a word "encrypted" on it.

Although Wen Zong did not care for her in every possible way, he indeed favored her; otherwise, he would not have allowed her to live here

Wen Liang glanced at him and did not shift his gaze, pulling the person onto the bed

A face towel is tied atop her head, a white bundle, with glossy black hair cascading down her back. Her forehead is beautiful, and her features, stripped of makeup, are delicate and refined. Her exposed legs are like jade, exquisitely sculpted.

As Wen Liang finished reading the document and went upstairs, he pushed open the bedroom door and was immediately greeted by the deafening live version of music coming from the bathroom, along with Chen Die's humming, making it feel like a concert.

The bathroom is filled with steaming water vapor

He smiled faintly, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt.

This dog licks so quickly, not leaving anything for me at all

Xia Ying has already started to confront people in the comments section of the post

The evidence and share transfer contract of Director Qu over the years. Zhu Qicong did not conceal this from her

Fierce yet noble

Wen Liang threw his phone onto the bedside table and raised his hand to turn off the light

Simply waiting and waiting yields no results

The main building sent the initial photo of Chen Die and the college student who played a drinking game together, as well as a photo of the beer belly standing in front of her, persuading her to drink with a glass in hand

Could you please be a little gentler

Wen Liang glanced at her; she was typing on her phone, her brows slightly furrowed

Chen Die frowned as she rubbed her aching elbow, pulled the blanket over her chest, and glanced at his notebook screen, understandingly saying, "You can go ahead and be busy."

Hmm? How did I fall?

After she finished speaking, she picked up her phone from the side

The oppressive aura emanating from Liang is exhausting, even after just half a month of not seeing him

What did that person with the surname Ma say to you today?" Wen Liang walked over and asked while opening the document.

Wen Liang was aware of the matters between the two of them. He raised his hand to put away the notebook and climbed over her smooth, fair shoulder, remaining silent.

Chen Die lay comfortably in the bubble bath, her entire body relaxed, her skin glowing white, resembling cool satin

Because it has just rained, the air is filled with a damp smell

When dealing with someone like Chen Shuyuan, it is advisable to adopt a targeted approach

Did I not tell you that it is about Chen Shuyuan's matter

Chen Die obediently said: "I was called away before I even had a chance to drink."

Chen Die recalled that the beer belly seemed to belong to someone with the surname Ma: "Come find me for a drink"

... ...

"By the way, Miss Chen," said Zhu Qicong, handing over a document, "could you please pass this to General Manager Wen"

His gaze deepened slightly as he leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her hair

The title is "Encountering the Campus Belle at the Bar, Watching Her Have a Great Time, Flirting with Two Guys in Just an Hour and a Half?"

With so many of you, it is only natural to establish personas, but who knows what lies behind them

A mere face-to-face warning is not sufficient; it is also necessary to post such things on anonymous forums.

The room has been searched.

Chen Die took a brief nap with his eyes squinted for a few minutes, his legs feeling a bit numb, and he stood by the car to catch his breath

What is this

Chen Die involuntarily shrugged his shoulders

As soon as Liang opened the newly received email, Chen Die started a game with Xia Ying.

Even as a canary, Chen Die is the one who is most confident, willful, and spoiled.

... ... ? ''

Thus, while Wen Liang was looking at the email from the UK, the voice of Chen Die continued to echo in his ears

Senior, I have something I would like to trouble you with. There is a post in the school forum about our celebration banquet today, which contains some negative content about me. Could you please help me with this...

Those upstairs are just talking nonsense, how many rich second-generation kids has Chen Die rejected? Don't they have any self-awareness?

Wen Liang tilted his head and asked: "What are you talking about?"

Someone posted a photo of a group of them at a bar today in the school forum

It has been more than half a month since we last met, and he is indeed feeling somewhat distressed

Expert

Chen Die rolled her eyes and turned to go upstairs, draped in a small fleece blanket over her shoulders

It is simply the most typical "golden house" in the story of keeping a mistress, beautiful, spacious, and expensive, yet lacking in popularity

The little wolf cub he raised is indeed a delight to behold, but it is too good at showing its teeth and claws, and does not listen.

After an hour and a half, Chen Die finally emerged leisurely from the bathroom

After Wen Liang and his wife finished that bottle of water, they crumpled it and threw it into the trash can

In the spacious bedroom, the sound of someone chatting on the microphone is heard, and it is evident that playing games is a trap, yet they are still playing with great enthusiasm, causing a headache for Wen Liang.

Chen Die tossed the document onto the coffee table: "This is from Zhu Qicong."

Wen Liang turned his head to look at her

The content of this document was originally not meant to be disclosed to others, but Chen Die is different

These days have been busy with filming, so exhausting that I can almost fall asleep as soon as I get home, and I haven't taken a bath in a long time

It is precisely this temperament that was somewhat indulged by Director Wen himself, which is why others fear him, but Chen Die is not afraid of him at all

Upon entering the room, I noticed Liang had already removed his suit jacket and thrown it onto the sofa. He opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of ice water, and tilted his head back to drink half of it.

Wen Liang lowered his head and whispered two words in her ear

The car slowly drove into the gate of the villa in the western suburbs, where the luxurious decor was surrounded by a variety of flowers and plants, along with an artificial hill and a swing for her enjoyment

Has anyone seen what her boyfriend looks like? He seems to be someone who cannot be seen in public; perhaps he is being kept by someone

When Chen Die first entered university as a freshman, a set of military training photos went viral online. The girl in the photos appeared pure, bright, and exuberant, immediately earning labels of being both innocent and alluring, as well as wild.

As her eyes gradually adjusted to the pitch-black environment, Chen Die, dressed in a silver spaghetti strap nightgown, appeared to have skin that glowed with a luminous whiteness

Wen Liang then took out his pajamas, lay down on his side, and took a shower. When he returned, he also brought back the notebook from the study.

She pressed her lips together and raised her eyes: "What are you doing"

This angle of the shot can only belong to Chen Shuyuan

... ...

Hey!

Chen Die paused his finger on the screen for a few seconds, then exited and found Lu Chuan's WeChat.

A journey of tranquility

Before Zhu Qicong began working under Wen Liang, Chen Die was already by his side and had a considerable understanding of the situation

Xia Ying sent her a link

The voice emerged low from his throat, complemented by the menacing scar on his temple, making him look like a complete rogue

He let out a light scoff and raised his hand to pat the back of it against her forehead, saying, "What are you pretending to be obedient for"

The collision of two contradictions within him has rendered his temperament truly unique

Hitting a headshot from such a distance, this must be a cheat, right

I am part of the logistics team for the filming crew. This time I accompanied them to the celebration. The previous college student came over after losing a dare, while the campus belle just drank. The investor behind her didn't even glance at him; how could he possibly be the kind of person you described

I have encountered many rumors like this and have almost become accustomed to them, but Chen Shuyuan's post slandering is an entirely different matter

I previously thought it might be a case of being kept, as the car that picks her up from school every time is a Bentley Continental GT, but I haven't heard that her parents are wealthy people

Chen Die opened WeChat and found Chen Shuyuan, pausing for a moment to ponder how to begin the conversation

The villa was empty; she had been abroad for half a month, and Liang had probably not been here for about the same duration. The servants were also absent, leaving only the sound of him turning the pages.

The bedroom suddenly darkened, the curtains were not drawn, and it was pitch black

... ...

Thus, upon entering the school, she was already designated as the school beauty

He does not resemble a typical young master or CEO at all; which CEO would drink water like he does? There is a wildness about him that easily evokes the image of a tall, solitary wolf on a mountain peak, yet he undeniably exudes an air of nobility from within.

The result was pressed down onto the bed by Wen Liang, with his head almost smashing into the pillow. He looked down at her from above, saying: "You still dared to chat with others in front of me?"

Chen Die found it amusing, and even without wanting to, could tell who had posted this.

A droplet of water rolled down from the corner of his lips, following the contour of his Adam's apple, and finally disappeared into the collar of his shirt

This is a pit dug for her to jump into

... ...

Chen Shuyuan. Chen Die did not even raise his head, "It is simply a lingering spirit."