Chapter 160: Embarrassment

Song Wanning remained unperturbed, continuing to sit on the sofa with a smile on her face. Wen Yi was so angry she could barely breathe!

How could there be someone as shameless as Song Wanning!?

She hadn't misjudged her after all!

Gu Yan’s personality was far superior; she wouldn't dare speak up even when wronged, and had even fled in panic.

However, catching up with Gu Yan was the priority. Without wasting another word on Song Wanning, she sent a message to Wen Jingxing and left.

Wen Jingxing emerged from the side door and placed a glass of warm water in front of Song Wanning. "The temperature is just right. Go ahead and drink it."

Seeing him, Song Wanning nodded. "Right, thank you."

"No need."

The atmosphere in the living room fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Wen Jingxing asked, "Don't you want to ask who the woman Wen Yi was talking about is?"

"Why should I ask? I already thanked you."

Song Wanning didn't believe for a second that a man destined to remain a lifelong bachelor like Wen Jingxing would ever fall for someone else.

"Aren't you afraid that what she said is true?"

Song Wanning shook her head.

Wen Jingxing gave her a sincere reply, "It is true."

Song Wanning cast him a surprised look. Was Wen Jingxing announcing an end to his single life?

"Then who is that woman?"

Song Wanning was curious to see what kind of woman could influence Wen Jingxing in this book.

"It's you."

"What!?" Song Wanning suspected she had misheard and asked again.

"It is you. If you go and ask Wen Yi what that woman was wearing, she will definitely tell you it was a woman in a red dress."

"When did this happen? How come I don't know about it?"

Song Wanning lowered her head, feigning deep thought, while internally scrambling for a strategy.

Hell, if Wen Jingxing liked her, with the empty state of her pockets, she would have been undercut hundreds of times over by the swarm of women who adored him. She just wanted to be a lazy slacker for the rest of her life and was already sick of all these schemes and deceits.

Wen Jingxing explained, "It happened at the yacht party that day. You were drunk, and I was taking you back to your room when we ran into Wen Yi halfway."

To reassure her, he changed his tone slightly: "It was dark, and you were leaning on me because you were drunk. She asked who you were, and since we are officially engaged, I told her the person I was supporting was her future sister-in-law. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?"

Wen Jingxing, playing with semantics, looked at Song Wanning with a calm, poker face.

Song Wanning thought about it and realized it made sense, though she couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't just said it was her.

"I suppose so. But didn't she ask who I was?"

"She did, but I told her. She was probably drunk too and didn't remember."

Song Wanning rubbed her forehead. Well, that’s how misunderstandings are born.

It seemed that drinking really did cause trouble.

She hadn't had a drink in a long time... she was starting to crave one.

But this was Wen Jingxing’s territory; where would she even get alcohol?

He caught her gaze and immediately guessed what she was thinking. "You want a drink?"

Song Wanning nodded desperately.

"No." To her surprise, Wen Jingxing refused her firmly.

"Why..."

Being penniless was truly inconvenient. Otherwise, she could have snuck out to buy some right now. But wait, she had the hundred thousand in grocery money that Wen Jingxing had given her!

No, lacking a car was also a problem. With money but no vehicle, she couldn't make it out of these mountains.

Just thinking about alcohol brought the aroma to her mind, making her mouth water.

"Your 'Aunt' hasn't left yet, so you can't drink."

Song Wanning was taken aback, wondering why Wen Jingxing used such a progressive term for her period. She didn't know that when he had gone to buy sanitary pads, he had consulted the cashier about all the things to watch out for during that time.

Drinking was one of the major taboos.

"But..."

"No 'buts'. Once you're finished, I'll let you drink."

Wen Jingxing, who usually gave in to everything Song Wanning wanted, was uncharacteristically firm this time.

"Fine."

Under someone else's roof, she had to yield. Song Wanning agreed reluctantly.

"Good girl. Get some sleep early; there should be a task first thing tomorrow morning."

"Alright, alright, why are you using that tone you use to coax a child again?"

After going upstairs to shower, Song Wanning crawled into bed. But she lay there with her eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The quilt in this room was thicker, fluffier, and softer than the one the old man had given her. Yet, Song Wanning felt that this bed wasn't nearly as warm as the one from yesterday.

Moreover, her stomach, which hadn't bothered her yesterday, was now aching faintly.

Song Wanning lay there for a long time, unable to sleep.

Finally, she got up.

She made her way to the kitchen on the first floor, thinking of pouring herself some hot water, only to see a figure on the stairs one step ahead of her.

Song Wanning looked up and realized Wen Jingxing hadn't showered yet; he was still wearing the clothes he had arrived in.

She had checked the time when she came down—it was now one in the morning. Why hadn't he showered after all this time?

"You... still haven't slept?"

Afraid of startling him, she turned on the kitchen light before speaking. Still, it made him jump.

"Why are you up?"

Song Wanning touched the back of her neck; had she really scared him?

"I was a bit thirsty, so I got up. What about you? Why haven't you rested yet?"

"Oh, there was some sudden business at the company that I needed to handle."

Wen Jingxing didn't mention that he was working so late because he hadn't finished his tasks from earlier in the day.

Song Wanning didn't believe him. Could any work that required an owner's attention in the middle of the night be trivial? If it were truly urgent, he wouldn't be sitting here.

She thought back to the afternoon when he had spent so long away from the company, only to come and pick her up after just a few hours. Could it be that at that time...

Feeling a bit guilty, she asked, "It’s so late, you must be hungry, right? How is your work coming along? Let me cook you a bowl of noodles; you can eat it when you're done."

Wen Jingxing quickly replied, "No, no need. I just finished, I'm going to sleep right away."

But no sooner had he finished speaking than his stomach growled loudly.

"Gurgle..."

The sound echoed through the empty living room. Wen Jingxing looked slightly embarrassed, awkwardly rubbing the tip of his nose and turning his head away.

Song Wanning covered her mouth and chuckled, "Haha..."

The low sound of her laughter made his ears turn even redder.

Song Wanning smiled and said, "Go take a shower first. The noodles will be ready in a moment. Come back quickly."

"Alright."

In the bathroom, the sound of water splashed down. Wen Jingxing let the hot water hit his face, then turned off the tap and dried himself off.

When getting dressed, he chose a bathrobe over his regular clothes.