AWB Chapter 317 is still to come
Chapter 317 is still to come
That meant if you dare to speak, you should be prepared to never speak again; she kept her mouth tightly shut.
"Yuerong, can you stand up?"
If you're talking about carrying a woman in a princess carry like other women do, she definitely couldn't do it.
He could only reach out and throw the property on the ground, then pull it up and kick the man again.
She groaned softly; she was the one who felt most wronged!
When they went out, the carriage that had brought them there was still there.
There might have been drugs in the carriage, so I didn't dare ride in it anymore.
The officers and soldiers who came with them were quick to notice and found a new carriage.
After the two of them got into the carriage, Wu Ziyan took off Fang Yuerong's coat.
They looked at him with great concern to see if he had any injuries.
Are you hurt anywhere? Did they touch you anywhere?
"My boss."
He looked into her eyes with affection, yet also with a hint of grievance.
He touched Wu Ziyan's hair and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Those guys! You'll lose your hands! And it's my fault for letting you two out, otherwise this wouldn't have happened!"
"It's alright, boss."
Wu Ziyan held Fang Yuerong in his arms. Fang Yuerong was fine, but she was trembling all over; she was genuinely worried about him.
For a fleeting moment, a pang of guilt flashed through my mind.
Yes, he should have gone out like that back then, and she wouldn't have had to worry so much.
"They didn't touch me."
I don't care whether you touched her or not. I just want you to do those things with someone out of your own free will, not because you were forced by anyone.
"No, I won't go with anyone else, I only want to go with my employer, is that okay?"
The child lifted their head, looking into his affectionate eyes, which were filled with unwavering seriousness.
He didn't seem to be lying at all, and he lacked any of the shrewdness of a businessman he used to have.
She licked her lips; her heart always pounded at moments like this, so he must have just been confessing his feelings.
"Why is the employer unwilling?"
"I'm willing, but I'm afraid you won't."
He has never been the kind of person to be coy; he believes in enjoying life to the fullest when things are going well.
Looking at those tempting little red lips in front of me, they really look like a juicy cherry.
It wouldn't be unreasonable for him to taste it and see what it's like.
He closed his eyes and kissed her.
Each time, it caught her off guard, each time left her mind blank, and it wasn't even her initiative.
His hand moved from his neck to his face, his eyes closed, and he kissed him tenderly.
Her body was still trembling uncontrollably, and he gently patted her back to comfort her.
Perhaps it was because that feeling of fear gradually disappeared.
She was enjoying the feeling of her arms around his neck, because he really knew how to do it.
The timing of advancing and retreating was just right, with a gap in between for breathing.
It wasn't as rushed as it seemed, nor was there any possessiveness or demand; rather, it was as if they were cooperating with each other.
"Is this alright, boss?"
"Yes, are you sure you can do it? Is everything alright here?" She tapped his chest with her finger.
Wu Ziyan feared that he had been provoked by them, which was why he treated her this way, but Fang Yuerong grabbed her hand.
He pressed his hand to his chest: "He can do it, he's happy."
"Thank goodness you're alright, otherwise I would be in trouble."
"I've always had a question: why do you seem so nervous about all of us men? Can you really possibly treat everyone equally?"
"Can't you stop asking me such rational questions after doing something like this?"
"He wants to know." Holding Wu Ziyan's hand, he tapped his own chest.
"I treat each and every one of you with sincerity, and at least when each of you is alone with someone, you don't think about the other person."
"Okay, he understands. The boss is a truly amazing woman, and I can tell that you weren't lying."
Why would Wu Ziyan lie? After all, everything she said was true.
Feeling his waist being embraced, Wu Ziyan looked surprised.
"Boss, shall we continue?"
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, clearly indicating that he was still not satisfied with what he had just said.
After all, his understanding was that as long as he was alone with her, he could control that time.
She even flinched a little, experiencing firsthand what it was like to be passive, something she had always been the one taking the initiative.
That feeling of shyness and anticipation is indescribable.
Until her breathing became rapid, while his expression was smug.
In business, people feel more secure when they have everything under their control.
He released her; her lips were slightly swollen and red, but her eyes were glazed. She licked her lips, wanting more.
But Fang Yuerong tapped her nose: "We're already on the street, we need to find a place."
"Hmph!" She placed her hand on his chest, only then remembering what she had come for.
She came to save him, but instead she ended up being teased by him.
"no."
"I really can't do anything with you, boss."
She grabbed his collar and tried to kiss him, but only for a moment before letting go.
Her eyes crinkled with laughter: "Now we're even."
"Boss, you're being naughty!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage gradually came to a stop.
Because they made very little noise and spoke very softly inside the car, people outside had no idea what they were doing inside.
Wu Ziyan took a deep breath, thinking that Changsun Boyu must also be very hurt.
It seems that everyone in the world except her thinks he's good-looking, while everyone else thinks he's ugly.
After comforting Fang Yuerong, she still needed to comfort Changsun Boyu.
Qi Zeyun sat in the seat of honor inside the mansion, his expression solemn.
She hoped that Fang Yuerong was alright, otherwise things would really come to a head.
Feng Yi felt her bottom burning hot even while sitting in the chair; it was truly like sitting on pins and needles.
Finally, before Wu Ziyan and his companion even entered the room, the messenger rushed in and slid down to his knees.
"Your Highness, my lord, they're back! They're safe and sound!"
The anxious people breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully nothing happened. Afterwards, Feng Yi pressed for details about those people.
The messenger did not answer, because he had not seen it.
Wu Ziyan and Fang Yuerong went inside, and Changsun Boyou walked up to Fang Yuerong first: "Yuerong, thank goodness you're alright!"
Although there is some competition among them, their concern is genuine.
As they said in private, there was no need to strain their brotherhood over a woman.
"It's alright, thank goodness you came back with the news, Boyou."
"Young masters, I'm so sorry!"
Feng Yi was on the verge of tears, but Wu Ziyan repeatedly told her to stop.
During their intimate moments in the carriage, another brilliant idea popped into her head.
"We'll talk about your subordinates when they get back. Now, go and call Qi Zeyun, Chu Qiu, and the others over immediately."
"Of course, we shouldn't do it openly, since this is being done covertly."
"Didn't you hear Lord Yan's orders? Why haven't you sent someone to invite him yet?"
"Is this a request?"
"Hurry up and go invite them!"
The person who was given the order practically tumbled and crawled out the door.
After running out the door, he ran back, since he was going to invite them secretly, he still had to wear plain clothes.
Wearing that gleaming official robe, he hardly looks like someone going to invite someone!
Feng Yi didn't dare to sit down in the hall anymore; she just stood there with her hands clasped behind her back, extremely respectful.
"Does Your Highness or the Lord have any further instructions?"
"Boss Qi, is this Lord Feng trustworthy?"
Qi Zeyun looked at Feng Yi and asked her with a questioning tone, "Is it believable?"
"We will follow Your Highness's lead without question."
"I have a plan, let me explain in detail."