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Duan Baiting silently took the mobile phone on the table.

This attempt to cover up the truth only made the relationship between the two more certain.

Song Wanyue looked at the strange looks from the people at the table and felt hopeless. There is absolutely no way to defend myself.

She smiled bitterly and said that she didn't mean to hide it, but...

before she finished her words, it was like the fuse that ignited everything. That group of people had gone through more than an hour of ups and downs tonight, and their brains were no longer working well.

It took a while to react.

From strong reaction to being speechless.

No one knew who started it: "Oh my god! Are those rumors I heard in the company a while ago true?"

"What rumors?"

"Mr. Duan always disappears from the company for unknown periods of time, and when he comes back, his body is covered with dense kiss marks."

Song Wanyue held her forehead helplessly. Who spread these rumors? How could they be so dense? Didn't she just kiss him on the neck a few times?

But apart from being a bit exaggerated, it was also true and she had no way of refutating it.

Colleague C looked meaningfully: "One day I worked overtime and left late, and I heard some noise in the bathroom."

Song Wanyue's ears turned red and she interrupted hurriedly: "It's not me, there's no way I'm in the company!"

After learning that Duan Baiting and his colleague, who he spent every day with, were actually husband and wife, Colleague C was not so afraid of him anymore.

She even dared to tease him while teasing Song Wanyue: "What if there is always Duan?"

Duan Baiting raised his chin slightly and glanced at her silently.

The latter was immediately frightened and kept silent.

Okay, still scary.

Xiao He thought they would be boyfriend and girlfriend, or have some other romantic relationship, but obviously never thought they would be husband and wife.

Song Wanyue suddenly regretted agreeing to attend today's dinner. She felt distressed just thinking about the mess that would occur afterwards.

A group of people were whispering and talking in low voices, occasionally looking up at her and him.

Song Wanyue felt that those subtle yet blatant gazes were like a pair of hands, wanting to strip her naked.

She really has a headache.

Since the incident was caused by Duan Baiting, she gave him an ultimatum: "You deal with it for me, or don't even think about me talking to you again."

She knew that such harsh words were generally not intimidating, because every time she said them, she would not really ignore him.

But Duan Baiting still nodded.

He was worried that they would continue to question him. After all, he obviously didn't have the courage to ask Duan Baiting directly.

So Song Wanyue found an excuse and left first.

Duan Baiting's car was parked on the side of the road. The driver was dozing off in the driver's seat. When he saw her come in, he respectfully called her "Madam".

Song Wanyue nodded and told him to continue sleeping for a while. There was no rush to leave.

He shook his head quickly and said he was not sleepy.

Obviously, it's working hours now, and him sleeping is already unprofessional.

Song Wanyue didn't continue talking. She lowered her head and took out her phone to send a message to Shizuka.

[Song Wanyue: Ahhhhhhh, I hate Duan Baiting so much! ! ! 】

Shizuka usually replies to messages slowly, but when she smells the scent of edible melon, she will reply immediately.

[Shizuka: What did he do to you?] Failed to flirt again, lost to work? 】

【Song Wanyue: How is that possible? I always succeed when I flirt with her. 】

Shizuka could imagine this guy's cocky and tsundere look just through the screen of her phone.

[Shizuka: It's not about that. What did Duan Baiting do to you? 】

She got angry when she mentioned this, so Song Wanyue explained the whole story to her in detail.

It was rare for Shizuka not to form a united front with her.

[Shizuka: If it was one of your usual suitors, you would have to endure the injustice of this secret relationship. But the other party is Duan Baiting, Duan Baiting! Duan Baiting, the man who looks down on everyone at the moment. It's incredible that he was willing to keep it a secret with you for so long. Song

Wanyue also felt incredible that her good sister did not stand on her side.

She always helps her relatives and never helps others, and her butt is always bent to the sky. Unhappy Song Wanyue called Jingxiang directly and said aggrievedly: "How can you speak for Duan Baiting? It is clearly his fault."

Hearing the crying voice of the aunt on the other end of the phone, Jingxiang suddenly panicked, sat up from the bed, and casually took out a nightgown and wrapped it around herself.

"Of course I'm on your side. That damn Duan Baiting, how could he do this? He clearly promised you and even set your photo as wallpaper. It's obvious that he did it on purpose and wanted others to see it."

The man had just finished cooking the noodles and pushed open the door and came in, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his sleeves rolled up. He is elegant and easy-going, with a strong scholarly air.

"Yijin." He called her name gently.

Shizuka quickly made a silencing gesture to him, signaling him not to speak.

The man understood, pushed up his black half-frame glasses, casually put a piece of paper on the table, and placed the bowl on it.

Wait there quietly.

Song Wanyue blinked and felt that she had not heard wrongly: "Is there a man in your room?"

Jingxiang glanced at the bookish man. She didn't know how to explain to him that she went to a bar and ended up sleeping with a teacher who went to the bar to catch students skipping classes.

This teacher, who looks to be in her twenties, seems to still be a virgin. She has traditional ideas and thinks that sleeping together means a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

After that night, for Shizuka, the matter was over, but the other party obviously didn't think so.

Every day after get off work I would go to her house to cook and do housework for her. Shizuka had a headache and didn't know how to bring this up.

She is a bit of a scumbag, but she can't bear to bully honest people, and she always feels bad about it. This person is a high school teacher. In addition to preparing lessons and teaching, she also has to give students evening self-study. Her work schedule is very full, but she still squeezes out time every day to cook for her.

I took someone's virginity and now I don't know how to start a conversation.

She sighed: "It's a long story."

Hearing the seriousness in her words, Song Wanyue didn't know for a moment whether her matter was more serious or hers was more serious.

Jingxiang turned the topic back and formed a united front with Song Wanyue: "Duan Baiting is really too much. I think he did it on purpose. He changed his phone wallpaper to your wedding photo, and he must be waiting for others to see it."

Song Wanyue hadn't thought about it in this direction at first, but after Jingxiang's suggestion, she realized that she seemed to have never paid attention to what Duan Baiting's phone wallpaper was.

Shizuka was venting her personal grudge and cursed viciously: "Duan Baiting, you damn bastard!"

The car door was opened before she uttered this curse, so Duan Baiting heard every word.

Song Wanyue stood there in a daze, holding the phone tightly, and did not react immediately.

It was not until Duan Baiting lowered his eyes to look at her that she realized it and hung up the phone in a panic.

He stammered: "Have you... dealt with it?"

Duan Baiting unbuttoned the front buttons of his suit, sat down calmly, and closed the car door: "Yeah."

She tried to blur the point and change the subject: "What did you say?"

"Nothing." He paused, "Just told them that I don't want this to be known to other people. They should understand what I meant."

Song Wanyue secretly complained in her heart, he is worthy of being a black-hearted capitalist, threatening people so obscurely.

The driver drove home, and Duan Baiting casually changed the subject again: "Were you scolding me just now?"

Song Wanyue sat up straight, her back stiff: "No, how could I bear to scold you."

"Really?" He loosened his tie, probably because he felt it was too restrictive, so he took it off. The tone of voice was still very indifferent, so indifferent that one could not tell that he cared much. "Then why did I seem to hear someone calling me a bastard? Did I hear it wrong?"

Song Wanyue was used to talking nonsense and telling lies with her eyes open: "You heard it wrong. Jingxiang and I were praising you, saying that you are capable and handsome, and it is very face-saving to take you out."

Duan Baiting laughed in his throat, a very light sound, and it was not known whether he believed it or not.

The driver, who had heard the entire story, gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Song Wanyue tilted her head slightly and looked up carefully, trying to see his expression clearly.

This can be used to infer whether he believes it or not.

The man closed his eyes and looked calm. The light from the car window divided his face into two sides: light and dark.

It doesn't look very real.

Although his eyes were closed, he still hugged the person in his arms accurately: "What are you looking at?"

Song Wanyue muttered in her heart, wondering if this person has a third eye.

She reached out and touched him, as if looking for something.

Duan Baiting was molested by her all over, and finally he opened his eyes and asked in a low voice: "What are you looking for?"

She opened her big innocent eyes: "Looking for your third eye, otherwise why would you find out whatever bad things I do. Are you a monster, Sun Wukong? Yang Jian?"

She was so active tonight that it seemed like she had drunk fake wine. Duan Baiting had a headache because of the noise, so he raised his hand and pressed her tightly into his arms.

He stopped her from continuing: "Be quiet and let me sleep for a while."

His voice became low and he rested his head on her shoulder.

Song Wanyue heard the sleepiness in his tone and also calmed down.

Duan Baiting held her in his arms and slept all the way, but Song Wanyue couldn't fall asleep. She wasn't really sleepy.

So I tilted my head back and looked at his sleeping face.

He was even quieter than usual when he fell asleep. Even his breathing was light, and occasionally a short, low moan came from his throat.

Song Wanyue knew that he must have been dreaming at that time.

Whether it was a good dream or a nightmare, only he knew.

Song Wanyue kept watching like this all the way and never got tired of it.

She is actually a person with little patience and only gets excited after a short period of time. When she was a child, her mother took her to learn piano. She was very interested at first, but found it boring after a short while.

I also took her to learn oil painting, which she persisted in for a little longer, but it didn't last.

Later, I went to learn dancing, but I started crying after just a few classes, saying that stretching my legs with flexibility was too painful.

Even she herself was puzzled as to why she liked this person so much and why she could like him for so long.

This face, I never get tired of looking at it. She could watch it forever.

His face was peaceful, but his brows were slightly furrowed, with faint wrinkles between his eyebrows. It seemed that he had had a nightmare.

Song Wanyue reached out and smoothed it away for him.

Perhaps it was her touch that woke him up from his half-sleep state. Duan Baiting opened his eyes and she appeared in front of him.

Song Wanyue smiled sweetly at him: "You're awake."

There was a drowsiness in his eyes after he woke up. Until the mist dissipated, he could finally see clearly the person who appeared in front of him.

In his arms, in his eyes, within reach of a kiss just by lowering my head.

Song Wanyue put her arms around his waist and asked with a smile, "Are you dreaming? Did you dream about me?"

She always spoke in a coquettish voice with a rising tone at the end of her voice.

Duan Baiting didn't say anything and hugged her tighter.

Song Wanyue smiled even more brightly. Although he didn't answer, his hug was enough to prove everything.

She is indeed very bad. Once she is sure of her position in his heart, she will become even more arrogant and willful.

After returning home, Aunt Qin hasn't rested yet.

She put the large table of food that Duan Baiting had prepared before he went out in the kitchen and heated it up again, ready for them to come back at any time.

Song Wanyue saw it and was a little stunned: "These..."

don't seem to be made by Aunt Tan.

Duan Baiting casually put his coat aside and prepared to go upstairs to change his clothes.

After staying in that restaurant for so long, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on him made him extremely uncomfortable.

Aunt Qin smiled and said, "It was all done by Bai Ting. He started preparing in the morning and was busy all day."

At this moment, Song Wanyue's guilt reached its peak.

Duan Baiting had been preparing for so long, but she went out for dinner with her colleagues.

No wonder he went over there.

I was still complaining in my heart.

"I'm really not a human being."

Duan Baiting was halfway through changing his clothes when Song Wanyue pushed the door in, hugged him and cursed herself.

The sleeves of the shirt were just put on and there was no time to button them, so they were left open.

Song Wanyue hugged his waist, buried her head in his arms and began to confess.

Duan Baiting was rarely stunned.

With a helpless look on his face, he pressed her forehead and gently pushed her away from his arms: "Okay, I'll change my clothes first."

She refused to give in and buried her head in his hands again: "I deserve to die."

He paused and comforted her: "It's just a meal, it's not that serious."

"That's not what I meant." She took the initiative to express her guilt and repentance, almost crying, "I'm obviously feeling guilty, but halfway through I start to lust for your body, I deserve to die."

"..."

-

Duan Baiting's warning really worked. Although the way people in the department looked at Song Wanyue changed, no news leaked out for the time being.

It was obvious that they all needed the job.

Except for the fact that there are always people coming over from time to time to show their courtesy and loyalty, life goes on as usual.

Shizuka has been back in North City for some time and has made an appointment with Song Wanyue to have a spa.

In the spa, Song Wanyue was wearing a facial mask and a bath towel, sitting on the sofa and flipping through a magazine she picked up.

Seeing Shizuka's depressed face, he recalled the man's voice he heard on the phone that night.

Low alcohol and refreshing.

"How did you and that high school teacher get along?"

Shizuka got a headache when she mentioned this: "I was drunk that day and thought he looked gentle and quite my type. But it turned out that was his first time coming to the bar, and he came to catch students who skipped classes."

Song Wanyue said "ah" in embarrassment: "Then what are you going to do?"

Shizuka sighed: "I can't just ignore it. I always feel... I can't bear it. He's just too nice. If he wasn't so nice, I could have immediately pulled away. Who knew he was so innocent and would commit to him for life after just one sleep."

Song Wanyue held her chin up and thought for a while: "Anyway, you like him very much, so just date him for now."

She thought, if the other party wasn't so serious.

"I feel like he has already considered marriage, the problem is how long we have known each other. And he is just a high school teacher. Although he has a high degree and a regular job, and works for a good company, it is only for an ordinary family."

Song Wanyue nodded after hearing what she said.

Yes, Shizuka's future husband will definitely be able to help her family in her career.

Even if Shizuka agreed, her father would definitely not agree.

She was too lazy to think about these headaches and asked Song Wanyue: "Why did you suddenly hang up the phone that day?"

Song Wanyue said dejectedly: "When you scolded Duan Baiting, he happened to open the car door and heard everything."

Shizuka was stunned for a moment, but quickly accepted it.

She didn't have a good impression of Duan Baiting, so naturally she didn't expect him to have any good impression of her.

"He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Song Wanyue smiled confidently: "How could he bear to do that?"

Jingxiang sometimes also found it incredible that for a man as unfathomable as Duan Baiting, his only weakness might be his delicate wife.

-It

has been raining a lot in the north city these days, and Song Wanyue is almost wilting.

She recently started taking Chinese medicine to regulate her body under the supervision of Duan Baiting. After taking her pulse, the Chinese doctor said that she had insufficient Qi and blood, and that daytime drowsiness was caused by insufficient Qi and blood. She was also told to drink less coffee, saying that it would stunt growth and would not be good for the body.

Her protests were ineffective, so Duan Baiting asked her aunt to prepare scented tea for her every day and bring it to the company.

It can also play a refreshing role.

Brother Su came over and handed her a stack of information: "Go and handle the lawsuit next month."

Song Wanyue took the information and took a look at it. The case was not big, but it was also the first case she officially took over.

After get off work, I lock myself in the study and do all the tidying up.

Duan Baiting told her not to be too nervous, as the case was in their favor and they would definitely win.

Song Wanyue held a pen and asked him suspiciously: "So that's why you asked Brother Su to hand this case over to me? Then wouldn't I be confirmed as a relative of the case?"

Duan Baiting smiled helplessly. What on earth is this little guy thinking about every day?

"As a company employee, it's normal for you to help the company with lawsuits." He scratched her nose with his finger and chuckled, "Why, you want to get paid without working? There's no such good thing."

His few words made Song Wanyue feel at ease.

Afterwards, she grabbed his arm in dissatisfaction and bit him: "Who said I got paid and didn't work? I'm serious, okay?"

She liked to bite him. She would bite him when he made her angry and even when they were in bed.

But the bite was not hard. The slight stinging sensation of the teeth pressing against his skin only increased the blood flow in his blood vessels.

"I won't disturb you these days, just prepare well. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's just a small case. It doesn't matter even if you lose."

Song Wanyue replied proudly, "There's no way I'll lose."

Although she said that, she was still a little scared in her heart. It's the first time after all.

The case was indeed small, and not many people even came to listen to the trial on the day of the trial.

In addition to Brother Su who came along out of concern, Duan Baiting also came over specially.

Even though she was wearing a black lawyer's robe, her slim figure could still be seen. She had her hair tied up in a low bun and wore simple and elegant makeup.

The whole person's temperament is gentle and elegant.

In court, although it was her first time as a client lawyer, Song Wanyue did not show any timidity.

She was very calm and composed, and had a lively exchange of ideas with the other lawyer.

She had the upper hand. Be clear and convincing with reason.

It has to be said that the usually pampered young lady is so serious in her professional field that it is a bit unlike her to be like her.

Brother Su was originally a little worried about her, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt that his worries were unnecessary.

After the judge announced the verdict, Duan Baiting put down his crossed legs, clapped gently, with a faint smile in his eyes.

I don't know why, but Brother Su felt that the smile in Mr. Duan's eyes was somewhat familiar. It was exactly the same pride and honor in his eyes when he saw his daughter win first prize in the kindergarten's art performance.

Song Wanyue felt her legs go weak and she breathed a sigh of relief.

While packing up, his eyes seemed to be searching for something.

She scanned the seats behind her and finally met the man's eyes with a gentle smile.

As soon as she went out, she threw herself into Duan Baiting's arms, and her heart was beating wildly and had not slowed down until now.

She said, "I was so nervous just now."

Duan Baiting smiled and praised her, "Great."

Song Wanyue looked up in his arms, her eyes revealing uneasiness, "I shouldn't have said anything wrong, right?"

Duan Baiting shook his head, "No, you performed very well."

The phone kept ringing. Xiao He and Jingxiang, who could not come to the scene because of something, could only send messages to inquire about the results.

She gave me an OK gesture in return.

Then another message came in. Duan Baiting did not move his eyes away and naturally saw the message that popped up at the top of the screen.

[Bai Xu: I watched the live broadcast, it was very good (*^_^*)]

This kind of thing usually has a special court live broadcast, and there will also be a replay afterwards, which can be watched directly on the Internet.

Song Wanyue didn't expect that he also knew it. She thought it was Xiao He who told him.

She is not a very enthusiastic person and will reply to everyone's message.

Last time, Bai Xu learned that she had passed the exam, he said he wanted to treat her and Xiao He to a meal to celebrate.

She declined politely and pretended not to notice the following good morning and good night greetings. The other party will understand and stop sending.

Today, I came to bother her again.

Song Wanyue's finger hovered above the screen, actually considering whether to delete him directly.

If you meet a stranger on the street, you may not even remember his face if you have only spoken a few words to him.

But it seems impolite to just delete it like this.

In Duan Baiting's eyes, Song Wanyue's hesitation became careful consideration.

He looked away calmly, and said casually, "Does it take so long to reply to his message?"

Song Wanyue was stunned and looked up blankly, "Ah?"

Duan Baiting let go of his hand and pressed the car key, and the lights of the Aston Martin on the side of the road lit up.

"I'll wait for you in the car." His voice was filled with alienation. "You deal with these girls yourself."

Only then did Song Wanyue realize that this man was jealous.

If I had been a little hesitant just now, I would have been worried that it would be impolite to delete it just like that. Without even thinking twice, I clicked on the other person's profile picture and pressed the delete friend button.

The action is done in one go.

She opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, handing him the phone for him to check: "Look, I have deleted the one with the surname Bai."

Duan Baiting gently pushed her hand away without even looking at it: "I don't care if his surname is Bai or Huang, Song Wanyue, I don't want a second one to appear."

Song Wanyue nodded frantically and swore to express her sincerity: "No, definitely not."

She could see that Duan Baiting always looked indifferent in other aspects.

The only thing he did was to treat every man who appeared next to her as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

He usually pretends not to care, but in fact he cares a lot. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and had a final showdown with her with some sour words.

Song Wanyue strictly remembered the promises she and Duan Baiting had made, but things always went against her wishes.

Somehow, her live broadcast of the court session suddenly became popular.

The content of the case was obviously unremarkable, just some transactions between companies.

Moreover, as a new lawyer, her performance was merely average from a professional perspective.

But it became popular from a different angle.

Unexpectedly, I would appear on a Weibo entry with a red "explosive" following it. The topic

received more attention than the first-line celebrities whose love affairs were exposed on the same day.

She clicked on the entry with her name on it, which contained many screenshots of her live broadcast.

The original image was a bit blurry, and was later processed separately to make it much clearer, with a filter added.

Her expression was serious, but her features were gentle, and her eyes and eyebrows were charming.

In the past, there were always scouts who found her and said that she would definitely become a big star with her looks. Song Wanyue didn't care. She didn't need to rely on external marketing to make money.

But seeing the overwhelming praise for herself, Princess Song's vanity was greatly satisfied.

[Ahhhhh, is this a lawyer? No, this is my new wife! 】

【Who is this? My wife, give me a kiss. ]

[Sister, you are so cool. I am willing to be sentenced by you. My love for you is life imprisonment/kiss]

[Who on earth is talking about this kind of thing? 】

【Hehehe, I'm a senior from the Law Department of Shanghai University. Welcome everyone to apply to Shanghai University. @Shanghai University Admissions Office, get to work. 】

【Don't even think about it, everyone in the comment section. He lives in Pinghu and goes to Jiangye No. 1 Middle School for junior high school, which is not a school that ordinary people can attend. Pinghu

is the area with the most expensive housing prices in Shanghai. Jiangye No. 1 Middle School has the best faculty, and all the teachers are recruited from major universities.

The most basic admission threshold is the financial resources and status of the parents.

People who live in Pinghu are basically born at a finish line that ordinary people can never reach.

[If you had said it earlier, I would love you even more.] The doctor said that my stomach is not in good condition and I can only eat soft food. 】

.....

I never thought that her personal information would be dug up so thoroughly in just one night.

Even her Weibo account and Xiaohongshu account were dug out.

Song Wanyue looked at the skyrocketing number of comments and fans, clicked on them and took a quick look. Almost all of them were praising her and expressing their love for her.

Song Wanyue was very pleased with herself and took a screenshot and sent it to Shizuka.

[Song Wanyue: What should I do if I'm too popular? 】

【Song Wanyue: Resting her chin in embarrassmentJPG】

Shizuka was sitting in her boyfriend's office, waiting for him to get off work.

I could even hear high school students passing by the office talking on their cell phones.

"Have you seen today's Weibo? That lawyer sister is so beautiful."

"I saw it. She is quite pretty. But she is not my type."

"Why?"

"Her voice is too sweet. I like mature women."

Shizuka replied to Song Wanyue's message and ruthlessly exposed her.

[Shizuka: Stop pretending. Your face is probably about to break from laughing.

Song Wanyue sent a voice message directly, and she couldn't hide her smile: "Did you see that? There is a girl who said she wants to marry me. Duan Baiting is always on guard against the opposite sex around me, and now he has to be on guard against the same sex as well." Jingxiang

was curious: "Does Duan Baiting know about this?"

Song Wanyue said hesitantly: "He probably doesn't know. He flew to England last night and he probably hasn't landed yet. He's on the plane."

Jingxiang was suddenly very curious about Duan Baiting's reaction after knowing that Song Wanyue had been confessed to by so many people.

After all, when a man confessed to her, he was so jealous that he almost drowned himself.

Not to mention there are a lot of them this time.

Tens of thousands.