After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 18

Yan Qingwen wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but Wen Hebai had absolutely no tacit understanding with her on this matter and obediently agreed.

“We’ll listen to Grandpa.”

The muscles in Yan Liangchen’s cheek twitched, but in the end, he acknowledged her as his granddaughter-in-law.

Seeing that her old father seemed to have accepted Wen Hebai, Yan Su struck while the iron was hot and once again asked about Wen Hebai’s injury.

Earlier, in the living room, she had been the only one concerned about Wen Hebai. Now that she brought it up again, her purpose was naturally to help Wen Hebai gain the Yan family’s sympathy and concern.

Wen Hebai was not sure what arrangements Yan Qingwen had regarding Zhuang Yi and Jiang Yunhan, so she said lightly, “I accidentally walked into the scene of a fight and was injured by mistake.”

In front of her own family, Yan Qingwen had no intention of covering for the culprits.

“Mu Rong had a conflict with Xiaoyue. Someone from the restaurant came out to mediate and angered Mu Rong. When he attacked, he accidentally injured Ah Bai.”

The Yan family members frowned.

Second Aunt Hai Hou covered her chest. “Has Mu Rong become this lawless now?”

Yan Ritian’s domineering aura leaked out. “Have they been dealt with?”

Wen Hebai looked sweetly at Yan Qingwen and said, “Of course. With Ah Wen personally stepping in, they all apologized and paid compensation.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

Although she knew Wen Hebai was acting, she still could not help getting goosebumps.

Xiao Baihua, who had not spoken all this time, could not help saying to Yan Qingwen, “If it were your dad, he would definitely make the Mu family go bankrupt.”

“That is only natural. No one can hurt you and get away with just a simple apology and insignificant compensation.” Yan Aotian gazed deeply at his beloved wife.

Yan Qingwen rubbed her forehead.

This was also why she did not particularly want to live at home.

This couple was constantly performing a melodramatic “domineering CEO falls in love with me” script, and she was like the child of the male and female leads in the extra chapters of a romance novel, raised on dog food.

When the dishes were served, Yan Liangchen spoke up and ended the topic.

Everyone finished dinner with different thoughts in mind. Some sat in the living room to aid digestion, while others went for a walk in the manor garden.

With no entertainment activities to make people stay for long, Yan Ritian and Hai Hou found an excuse to return to their own home.

Seeing that her second brother’s family had left, Yan Su also excused herself.

As Xiao Bailian was the only person present who neither had the surname Yan nor was a daughter-in-law of the Yan family, she naturally had no reason to stay overnight either.

Very soon, the Yan family manor quieted down.

Under the Yan family’s watchful eyes, Yan Qingwen naturally could not let Wen Hebai sleep in a guest room, so she led her back to her room and found a set of pajamas and a pair of disposable underwear, commonly stocked in the Yan family’s guest rooms, for her.

“Is there no nightdress? Pajamas aren’t convenient for applying body lotion.” Wen Hebai lay openly on Yan Qingwen’s bed, her gaze picky.

Yan Qingwen threw the pajamas onto her. “Can’t you apply it first and then come out dressed?”

Wen Hebai gave a soft laugh, but in the end, she accepted the suggestion.

Yan Qingwen needed to wash her hair, so she let Wen Hebai shower first.

She originally thought that by the time she finished showering, washing her hair, and drying it, Wen Hebai would already be asleep. Unexpectedly, when she came out, Wen Hebai was still playing on her phone.

Wen Hebai was lying on her side. She had taken off the silk top of the pajama set, leaving only the lace camisole underneath and the pajama pants. Her well-proportioned arms, without a trace of excess flesh, and her beautiful shoulder blades were exposed.

Hearing movement, she propped up her upper body. The ends of her phoenix eyes lifted slightly, her posture enchanting, and her voice was full of temptation.

“Wife, how old were you when you wore these pajamas? They’re a little tight.”

Yan Qingwen inexplicably understood where she meant it was tight. Her gaze was unconsciously led astray. She had only glanced once before immediately withdrawing her eyes.

Wen Hebai measured it and said, “This size looks a little like your pajamas from when you were around twenty.”

Yan Qingwen was afraid that more shameless words would come out of her mouth and make it impossible for her to sleep peacefully, so she hurriedly stopped her.

“You stayed up instead of sleeping just to tell me this?”

“As a qualified wife, of course I have to wait to sleep together with you.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

There was really no need to get this deeply into character.

She stood motionless.

Wen Hebai patted the empty space beside her. “Wife, what are you thinking about? Did you think of something naughty, so now you don’t dare come over and sleep?”

Yan Qingwen nearly lost her composure. She turned and left. “I’m going to arrange tomorrow’s work.”

Before she could open the door, Wen Hebai had already slipped down from the bed and arrived behind her. One hand wrapped around her waist, while the other covered Yan Qingwen’s hand on the door handle.

“It’s late. Don’t disturb your subordinates from enjoying their nightlife. We have our own nightlife to enjoy too, don’t we?”

Warm breath brushed against her neck. Half of Yan Qingwen’s body instantly went weak.

Wen Hebai pressed close to her, bit by bit pinning her against the door, and breathed against her. “Wife, why is your body so hot? Do you have a fever?”

“You’re the one in heat,” Yan Qingwen retorted through gritted teeth.

“Wife, I was only concerned about whether you were sick. So you really were thinking naughty thoughts.”

Yan Qingwen was so embarrassed that her toes curled against the floor. Only after a while did she steady her mind and regain the initiative, lowering her voice to scold her.

“Wen Hebai, stop acting horny everywhere.”

Wen Hebai released her and said, “You really can’t take teasing.”

Yan Qingwen turned her head and gave her a sidelong glance.

By the time she turned around, the heat on her face had already cooled, and her expression had returned to calm. No one would have been able to tell that there had been a brief daze in her eyes just now.

With a snap, she turned off the room’s main light and switched on the bedside lamp. Yan Qingwen no longer paid any attention to Wen Hebai. She got into bed, closed her eyes, and shut out all distracting thoughts.

However, some thoughts were beyond control.

When she felt the other side of the bed sink slightly, when a corner of the blanket was lifted, and when another body entered this private space, her body tensed. It was as if every cell in her body was clamoring.

Over the years, she had never shared a bed with anyone. Even though the bed beneath them was 1.8 meters wide, and the two of them each occupied one side without disturbing the other, she still was not used to it.

Fortunately, Wen Hebai behaved herself. She did not move closer, only smiled and said good night to her.

The bedside lamp had been adjusted to a dim, sleep-inducing orange. Yet Yan Qingwen felt no sleepiness at all.

The warm yellow light projected the shape of the lampshade onto the ceiling. As she counted the holes in the lampshade, for some reason, the image of Wen Hebai holding her and whispering those tender, alluring words by her ear resurfaced in her mind, disturbing her thoughts.

Although it was somewhat hard to admit, she had to acknowledge that she had felt something at that moment.

It was just that whenever she thought of things involving romance and desire, she found them far too troublesome. They would also occupy her energy and exhaust her mind, so she did not particularly want to deal with them.

Especially when the other person was Wen Hebai.

It was not that she hated Wen Hebai. Rather, she could not pretend that all those past confrontations, clashes, and moments where they had stabbed each other in the heart had never happened.

It was like a wall with blistered paint. Although it would not endanger the wall itself, it still did not look good.

She had no plans to repaint the wall… In the end, she still could not completely let go or stop caring.

Suddenly, an arm reached over from beside her. Before she could react, her right hand was taken.

She turned her head and discovered that Wen Hebai still had her eyes closed, but her breathing had grown slightly heavier.

Wen Hebai’s voice was low and husky.

“Yan Qingwen, would you mind fulfilling our duties as wives…”

“Want to do it?”