pjbooks Chapter 182 Another kiss and it'll break!
Chapter 182 Another kiss and it'll break!
Li Minhua stood rooted to the spot, opened her mouth, and looked completely bewildered.
A friend walked over, gently patted her shoulder, and whispered, "Minhua, it seems you don't need to worry about your apprentice."
Li Minhua paused for two seconds, then said, "...It seems so."
Wen Yu certainly noticed the shocked gazes coming from the banquet hall; this was exactly the effect he wanted.
He slightly raised the corners of his lips, his smile carrying a hint of lazy satisfaction, as if being slapped in public was nothing shameful, but rather a huge advantage for him.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, raising his head. His calm yet clear voice echoed throughout the banquet hall.
"I upset my fiancée, so it's okay for her to vent her anger."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the direction where people had been whispering to Su Qingyao.
"I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment, please continue."
Wen Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at the person in his arms, his tone softening instantly.
"Baby, what are you standing there for? Hit him!"
Su Qingyao raised her hand, looking at him in astonishment.
There was still a bright red handprint on his face, but his eyes were shining, as if he had found some treasure.
"I...I didn't mean to hit you..."
She stammered, her voice breaking, "It was you who came up to me..."
Wen Yu smiled, took her hand that was still frozen in mid-air, and gently kissed it, his eyes filled with deep heartache and tenderness.
"It's my husband's fault."
His voice was low, so low that only she could hear it.
"I made you wait three years to come back, so I deserved to be slapped."
He looked up at her and said, "Baby, you can hit me a few more times."
Su Qingyao immediately understood his implied meaning.
He was using this method to tell everyone that it wasn't her who got dumped, but that he was the one who wronged her. It wasn't that she was marrying above her station, but that he couldn't have her. It wasn't that she was clinging to him, but that he was doing it willingly.
He was using his own way to repay her for all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Su Qingyao tenderly rubbed the red marks on Wen Yu's face, then lowered her head and buried it in his neck.
"Idiot Wen Yu."
His voice was muffled and nasal.
She didn't blame him at all. People can say whatever they want; she was doing just fine.
Besides, he has already done enough for himself.
Although he was not by her side for the past three years, the Wen, Wen, and Jiang families have always protected her.
The rumors that reached her ears were quickly suppressed, and those who wanted to see her make a fool of herself found themselves the laughingstock before they could even utter a sound.
And Mom.
The reason his mother was able to wake up was because of the medical team he found, who had been watching over and protecting her diligently for three years.
He was desperately trying to cure his illness on the other side of the world, but he never stopped protecting her in his own way. How could he be the kind of person that others described as "dumping her when he got tired of her"?
He felt a warm, damp sensation in the crook of her neck, and Wen Yu's heart was gently gripped. He tightened his arms and held her even closer.
"Silly baby."
He whispered in her ear, his voice incredibly gentle.
Only the silly baby in her arms felt that she hadn't done anything.
She waited for him day after day for three years, bearing all the grievances alone, but never felt it was a big deal.
What merit or ability does he possess?
Wen Yu buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath.
Three years.
He could finally smell that scent again.
He held her tighter and let out a satisfied sigh from deep in his throat.
The coldness in his eyes had completely vanished, leaving only a satisfied smile, like a puppy that had finally waited for its owner to come home—or rather, a wolfhound.
After all, the eerie light emanating from the depths of his eyes seemed to suggest that he wished he could devour Su Qingyao in front of him immediately.
Baby.
Wen Yu called out in his heart again and again.
Baby, baby.
His baby.
I'm finally by his side.
The two of them just hugged each other, neither of them saying a word.
The elegant attire and swaying hair of the guests, the clinking of glasses and the lively atmosphere of the hall, all became mere background.
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Before the banquet ended, Su Qingyao took Wen Yu's hand, walked through the crowd, and headed towards Li Minhua.
"Teacher." She stopped in front of Li Minhua, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Let me introduce you, this is my fiancé, Wen Yu."
Li Minhua's gaze fell on the two people's clasped hands, then shifted to Wen Yu's face with a faint handprint, her expression somewhat complicated.
She knew that her apprentice had someone else in his heart.
Although Su Qingyao didn't bring it up herself over the past three years, Li Minhua had noticed it all.
She never takes off her ring, and often stares blankly at her phone late at night, her eyes occasionally filled with tenderness and bitterness when she drifts off into thought.
Li Minhua knew about Su Qingyao and Wen Yu's affair. Three years ago, Wen Yu suddenly left, causing a great uproar, and her apprentice was the subject of gossip for three years.
But today, their relationship doesn't seem to be what she thought.
She wouldn't interfere in her apprentice's love life, but she also didn't want to see her beloved apprentice suffer.
Li Minhua extended her hand and shook hands with Wen Yu politely. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she changed the subject.
"Young Master Wen, Yaoyao is my most outstanding student."
Her tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and her gaze was fixed on him. "She is not only my apprentice, but also the entire Chinese Academy of Sciences, and even the entire country of China in the future."
Her friend tugged at her arm, signaling her not to be too blunt.
Li Minhua remained expressionless and continued, "I don't want her to suffer any injustice."
Wen Yu's eyes did not dart away, nor did they show any displeasure.
He nodded slightly, a serious smile playing on his lips. "Professor Li, rest assured."
His voice was steady and sincere, "Thank you for taking care of Yaoyao over the years. She is my fiancée, and she will be my wife in the future. I will definitely treat her well—"
Wen Yu's gaze fell on Su Qingyao's face, then shifted back to Li Minhua.
"I will never let her down."
Li Minhua stared at him for two seconds, and her expression finally softened.
She raised her glass and gently touched the rim of Wen Yu's glass to the glass.
"In that case, I won't disturb your reminiscing any longer. Farewell."
Su Qingyao smiled and nodded, "Take care, teacher."
As Li Minhua left, her friend approached her after a few steps and whispered a reminder: "What you just said was incredibly audacious. That's the Wen family..."
Li Minhua continued walking, her tone indifferent, "So what? My students deserve the best."
After seeing Li Minhua off, Su Qingyao looked at Wen Yu triumphantly, "Young Master Wen, did you hear that? If you dare to bully me, my teacher won't let you off the hook."
Wen Yu looked down at Su Qingyao, his gaze darkening.
"My baby is so amazing, with so many people protecting you. I'll have to keep a close eye on you from now on."
After saying that, he took her hand and strode out.
Once they were in the car and the door had just closed, he leaned over and pulled her into his arms.
He kissed her eagerly.
Three years of suppressed longing, more than a thousand days and nights of yearning, countless dreams ending in emptiness and pain—all of it erupted at this moment.
Wen Yu poured all of these feelings into the kiss, a mixture of fierceness and greed, and even more love.
The love has only grown stronger.
Su Qingyao was so dizzy from his kisses that she felt like she was floating on clouds, her mind blank. She could only cling to his shoulders and let him take what he wanted.
It took him a long time to release her.
She was panting, her cheeks flushed, and her lips glistening from being kissed.
Looking at her, Wen Yu's eyes darkened. Before she could catch her breath, he leaned down again.
Another deep kiss.
They kissed and kissed, until finally, Su Qingyao felt that her lips had lost all feeling.
She pushed him away in embarrassment and annoyance, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness.
"Wenyu! You're going to break if you kiss me again!"