Come to think of it, Wen Yan had actually forgotten about this.
Wen Yan picked up her phone. "How about I use Doubaba's delivery feature to place an order for you right now and have someone bring it over?"
Wen Yan glanced at Si Moyan's great figure.
Eight-pack abs, evenly distributed, tight and full of strength, with sexual tension off the charts.
A sexy V-line extended down to the edge of his waistband.
There wasn't a single ounce of extra fat on his body.
"Hubby, with your height of nearly 190 centimeters, how many X's do you need for your underwear size?"
Seeing her staring at his waist and abdomen, Si Moyan's fair ears involuntarily grew hot.
"Can't you tell?"
Wen Yan, "..."
[I was just pretending to be modest, and he actually saw right through it!]
[Hahaha, my eyes are like a ruler. He wears a 2XL.]
Wen Yan was just about to place the order when a large hand with distinct knuckles suddenly reached over and snatched her phone away.
"Next time, go to the mall and buy them for me."
The man was very close to her. As soon as Wen Yan looked up, she saw his well-defined chest.
Super nice.
Super alluring.
Wen Yan swallowed hard.
"Hubby, you're only wearing a pair of gray sweatpants. Do you think I have strong resistance to temptation?"
Si Moyan looked down at her, his narrow eyes narrowing slightly. "What do you want to do?"
Wen Yan's tender white finger couldn't help but poke the man's abs.
Just as she was about to poke for a second time, her wrist was suddenly caught by the man's large hand.
He abruptly pulled her up from the vanity stool.
The two stood face to face, so close that if either took just one more step forward, they would be able to kiss the other's lips.
Si Moyan's large hand caressed her bright and charming little face. "Didn't you want to go on a trip last time?"
Wen Yan looked into his deep, narrow eyes that seemed to suck her in. She raised an eyebrow slightly, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye making her look incredibly vivid and alluring. "Yeah, I wanted to take a one-night tour in your bed, but you wouldn't agree!"
The man pressed his thin crimson lips together tightly. "I will move back to the master bedroom tonight."
Wen Yan blinked her beautiful eyes.
[Ahhh, what does he mean by that? Moving back to the master bedroom, does that mean he's going to share a bed with me?]
[Dabai, Dabai, has his disgust level dropped? Has his affection level gone up?]
Dabai played dead and didn't make a sound.
Wen Yan instantly lost her mood. "Hubby, I'm a bit tired lately. You'd better stay in the guest room for now!"
Si Moyan's handsome face darkened.
The active seduction and temptation had ended in failure.
The night was deep.
Si Moyan lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Wen Yan's beautiful and charming little face kept appearing in his mind.
Her red lips parting slightly, calling him hubby in that sweet, delicate voice—
His jawline tightened. He cursed under his breath, threw off the covers, and walked into the bathroom to take a cold shower.
...
The next day.
Wen Yan was awakened by the ringing of her phone.
Lately, she had been quite exhausted because of the matters concerning Little Zhizhi.
She planned to rest for a few more days before going to find the cannon fodder fifth brother of the Si family.
Unexpectedly, Shao Ning called her.
Shao Ning choked up slightly on the phone. "Sister Yan, my dad... passed away."
After transferring all his assets to Shao Ning's name, Shao Weiliang ultimately passed away.
This was also within Wen Yan's expectations.
After all, the poison Madam Shao had given him had already seeped into his bones; even a great immortal could not have saved him.
"Little Ningning, don't be afraid. Sister Yan will fly to Jingdu later to help you handle your father's funeral arrangements."
When Wen Yan went downstairs wearing a black outfit, she couldn't help but be startled by the scene in the living room.
Old Master Si, Si Moyan, Si Jingyi, Si Yanli, Si Luochen, Si Youyou, and Little Zhizhi were all dressed in black clothes.
At first glance, it looked like a mafia gang heading out for a turf war.
"What are you guys doing?"
[Holy crap! Are they planning to go with me to Jingdu to attend Shao Weiliang's funeral?]
[Why do they love joining in the fun so much? Even when someone died, they still want to tag along?]
[Do none of them have to go to work?]
[I'm lying flat and slacking off, and they want to lie flat and slack off too?]
Old Master Si coughed. "Little Yan, we received the notice that Shao Weiliang passed away. Little Ningning is so pitiful, we should also go over and help her."
Si Moyan, "I'm not busy with work lately. Besides, the senior executives can help manage things, and if there's anything important, I can do a video conference."
Si Jingyi, "Guilty hasn't started filming yet. We have to wait for Little Ningning to finish handling her family affairs, so I'm very free right now."
Si Yanli, "I'm on my annual leave right now."
Si Luochen, "I'm taking the poor little thing to Jingdu to relax."
Si Youyou, "Anyway, wherever Sister-in-law goes, I'm going. I don't want to leave Sister-in-law for even a moment."
Wen Yan looked up at the ceiling, speechless.
The whole family headed to the airport in a grand procession.
Everyone in the family had heaven-defying good looks. Wearing sunglasses and dressed all in black, they caused quite a stir at the airport.
Wen Yue was taking Wen Yiheng to Jingdu to meet the gold-medal screenwriter Qi Hong, and the two of them saw the Si family at the airport.
Wen Yan walked at the very front, looking exactly like the pampered darling of the group.
The Si family members were talking and laughing with her, looking like they really liked and cherished her.
Even Si Moyan, who had always been cold and unapproachable, was carefully guarding Wen Yan from behind, deeply afraid that someone might bump into her.
As for Wen Yan—
She was wearing a black outfit, her long hair tied into a low ponytail. Wearing sunglasses, she had an imposing aura.
Although she wore no makeup, her face was beautiful and her skin was smooth; she looked both gorgeous and badass.
She was worlds apart from that country bumpkin who had just returned from the countryside in the past.
Wen Yue just couldn't figure out how someone like Wen Yan could win the affection of the Si family.
What exactly went wrong?
...
With the help of the Si family, Shao Ning's handling of Shao Weiliang's funeral went very smoothly.
Those elders of the Shao family didn't dare to dictate things to Shao Ning either, and they all accepted the fact that she was the new head of the Shao family.
On the day of Shao Weiliang's memorial service, many people came to offer their condolences.
Wen Yan had been busy helping Shao Ning out for the past few days. Now that she finally had some free time, she sat down in the guest seating area to rest.
"Wen Yan?"
Suddenly, a gentle female voice sounded by her ear.
Wen Yan looked up. When she saw the woman sitting next to her, her brain blanked out for a moment.
"It really is you. Long time no see. You've changed so much." It wasn't a change in her appearance, but rather in her aura. The current Wen Yan was glowing with health and vitality, exuding immense elegance.
Wen Yan looked at the slightly haggard woman in front of her and tried hard to search through her memories.
Soon, she remembered the woman's name.
"Wanyu?"
[Oh my god, I actually ran into the Jingdu circle socialite who previously sponsored the original host's schooling in the countryside.]
[Wanyu is only three years older than the original host. Back then, she followed her parents to the countryside to donate to a Hope Primary School and also sponsored the original host's education. Every year, she would go to the countryside to bring the original host new clothes and gifts.]
[But after the original host was acknowledged and brought back by the Wen family, she took the initiative to cut ties with Wanyu. I have to say, the original host was quite an ungrateful wretch.]
[However, the Sangyu in my memory was gentle and delicate, extremely exquisite and pretty. Why does she look so haggard now?]
The Si family members were drawn by Wen Yan's inner thoughts and all looked toward Wanyu.
Si Jingyi was the first to recognize Wanyu. "Grandpa, Big Brother, Wanyu is a former child star. She's also a famous music composer, and the songs she writes are all very famous. Originally, I wanted her to help write the theme song for Guilty. I sent her an email with a high-priced invitation, but she politely declined."
"I don't know what's been going on with her these past two years. She hasn't been very active in the entertainment industry, but I heard she had a whirlwind marriage two years ago and married into the prestigious He family of Kyoto."
Seeing Wen Yan, whom she had not seen for a long time, Wanyu revealed a smile on her delicate, slender face. "Wen Yan, I am truly happy for you to see that you are doing so well now."
Wen Yan could feel Wanyu's sincere kindness. "Thank you for caring about me."
Hearing Wen Yan's thanks, Wanyu's eyes crinkled into a smile, her expression incredibly gentle.
[Such a gentle and understanding woman. How could the husband she secretly married bear to hurt her!]
The Si family, "!!!"
Was there another piece of juicy gossip?
They had already pulled up their little stools, sitting back and waiting to enjoy the drama!
[Huh, what is that smell? Is that the smell of blood?]
Wen Yan glanced at Wanyu's lower body, her delicate eyebrows instantly furrowing.
[Ah! Wanyu went through IVF several times and finally managed to get pregnant, but now she is about to miscarry!]
