After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 42

“President Yan, Vera has already sent the wedding dresses over. Would you like to try yours on now, or should we send it home first?”

Chen Zhien knocked open the door of the president’s office, feeling uneasy.

Thanks to the paparazzi, the entire Yan Group now knew about President Yan and Wen Hebai’s argument. As President Yan’s assistant, she could feel even more clearly that President Yan was in a bad mood.

President Yan separated public and private matters clearly. She never brought her personal emotions into work, nor would she use her subordinates as punching bags. But she would become even stricter with her own work requirements. For example, some work that originally only needed to be completed within two days would now be rushed through overtime and finished in one day.

This meant that she, as the assistant, along with Qi Zange and the other five secretaries, had no choice but to follow along and work overtime—when the big boss was working overtime, would you have the nerve not to?

In short, she and the secretary office were all very concerned about Yan Qingwen’s love life and hoped that the wife-wife pair would make up sooner. That way, everyone could work a little less overtime.

“Put them in the lounge. I’ll try them on when I’m free,” Yan Qingwen said without lifting her head.

You haven’t even gone into the lounge recently! Chen Zhien felt that once the wedding dress was placed in the lounge, President Yan would turn around and forget about it.

Sigh. At this rate, the wedding date would probably remain far away.

Perhaps her internal complaints had been heard, because Yan Qingwen suddenly changed her mind. “Forget it. Since they’ve already been sent over, trying them on now will let them receive modification feedback earlier. There’s no need for them to make several more trips.”

“Okay!” Chen Zhien was instantly reinvigorated and immediately had Vera’s people bring the wedding dress in.

Yan Qingwen and Wen Hebai’s wedding dresses had been designed personally by Vera’s chief designer. According to Yan Qingwen’s image and temperament, they had designed a strapless chiffon wedding dress that could both show off her figure and reflect her queenly charm. Over the ivory-white fabric was a layer of embroidery that only appeared in the moment when light and shadow intertwined.

Although Wen Hebai’s wedding dress would be sent directly to her, Yan Qingwen had also seen the design draft. It was a strapless tulle wedding dress with a mermaid silhouette. Compared to Yan Qingwen’s dress, which did not reveal the waist, Wen Hebai’s dress exposed almost her entire back and waist. Only one strap held the strapless section in place.

Back when Wen Hebai had seen the design draft, she had even shown off to Yan Qingwen, saying that only someone with a figure like hers could support this wedding dress properly without it slipping down.

“…” Realizing that she had once again unconsciously started recalling things related to Wen Hebai, Yan Qingwen tiredly pressed her temples and plucked Wen Hebai’s figure out of her mind.

The wedding dress had been custom-made according to her measurements, so it fit perfectly when worn.

“President Yan, you’re too beautiful!” Chen Zhien exclaimed while taking photos.

Although she usually felt President Yan was very good-looking, when she saw President Yan in a wedding dress, who could possibly not envy and feel jealous of Wen Hebai?

“Thank you.” A rare smile appeared on Yan Qingwen’s face.

After looking at the photos and offering a few of her own suggestions, Yan Qingwen returned to the lounge to change clothes.

Chen Zhien first sent the photos to Yan Qingwen, then secretly forwarded them to Wen Hebai before deleting them from her phone.

After Yan Qingwen finished changing and came out, she saw Chen Zhien still had not left, so she asked, “Do you have something else to report?”

Chen Zhien said tactfully, “President Yan, today is my birthday. I’d like to get off work on time.”

“Mm?” Yan Qingwen froze. “Didn’t your birthday already pass?”

“That was my solar calendar birthday, but in my hometown, we usually celebrate the lunar birthday. My parents specially came over to celebrate with me, so I’d like to leave early tonight and have dinner with them.”

Yan Qingwen understood and said, “Then I’ll give you half a day off. Spend more time with them. Also, happy birthday.”

“Thank you, President Yan!”

After Chen Zhien left, Yan Qingwen looked at the calendar and suddenly remembered that Wen Hebai’s birthday was in a little over a month.

Wen Hebai’s birthday happened to be at the end of the year. On the lunar calendar, it was the eve of the winter solstice, while on the solar calendar, it was in mid-to-late December.

“She doesn’t seem to have joined the crew yet on her birthday.” The thought of preparing a birthday gift for Wen Hebai had just arisen when Yan Qingwen suppressed it.

Why should she waste emotions celebrating Wen Hebai’s birthday?!

However, Chen Zhien’s words seemed to have reminded her that she had been working overtime a little too harshly recently, dragging her assistant and secretaries into overtime with her.

By the end of the year, there would be even busier times. She might as well let the people under her properly enjoy a period of normal working hours first!

And so today, under the expectant gazes of the secretaries, she got off work on time.

Originally, her grandfather had wanted her to return home for dinner, but she knew that once she went back, her parents and elders would inevitably ask about her argument with Wen Hebai. So she used the excuse of feeling unwell to decline.

When she returned to the villa, she unexpectedly discovered an extra pair of shoes in the shoe cabinet.

Aunt Lan had gone out to buy ingredients for soup. For the moment, Yan Qingwen could not find anyone to answer her confusion, so she could only suppress the doubts in her heart and go straight up to the second floor.

Sure enough, she saw Wen Hebai in the walk-in closet, trying on her wedding dress. At her feet were the clothes and underwear she had just taken off.

Yan Qingwen pursed her lips and was just about to withdraw and close the door when Wen Hebai suddenly reached out and stopped her. “Wife, help me. I can’t put it on properly by myself.”

Yan Qingwen’s temples throbbed. She looked over coldly, wanting to see what trick this person was going to perform now.

With Wen Hebai’s large movement, the wedding dress originally wrapped around her chest slipped down. Yan Qingwen turned her face away. She was not even wearing nipple covers. Was she not afraid of making a fool of herself during the wedding photo shoot?

Wen Hebai freed her other hand and tugged up the strapless section of the wedding dress, then said again, “This one is too hard to wear.”

Yan Qingwen could not help retorting, “Didn’t you say only someone with a figure like yours could support this wedding dress properly?”

“But I’ve lost weight recently. Even my chest has shrunk. Touch it if you don’t believe me.” Wen Hebai grabbed her hand and rubbed it against herself.

Yan Qingwen had never seen such a shameless person. Embarrassed and annoyed, her face flushed red, and her breathing quickened. She hurriedly withdrew her hand. “Have some shame!”

Wen Hebai curled her lips and said unconcernedly, “It’s not like you haven’t touched it before.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

She adjusted her state of mind and swept Wen Hebai a glance. “Why did you come back?”

“To try on the wedding dress!”

This was not the answer Yan Qingwen wanted. She only wanted to know why Wen Hebai, who had clearly only had time on the day of the wedding photoshoot, had come back early. However, Yan Qingwen did not want to keep digging either. Otherwise, it would make it seem like she cared very much about Wen Hebai.

Yan Qingwen silently turned around and prepared to leave, but Wen Hebai stopped her again, her tone carrying a trace of pleading. “Wife, I really can’t wear it properly alone.”

If you can’t wear it properly, then don’t wear it. Yan Qingwen complained inwardly. But in the end, she did not say those resentful words aloud. With a cold face, she adjusted the strap for Wen Hebai and zipped up the dress.

Wen Hebai looked into the full-length mirror and even cupped her own chest, feeling truly regretful. “It really shrank. The size needs to be altered.”

Yan Qingwen could not hold back. “That’s because you forgot to wear nipple covers!”

“Then Wife, help me put them on?” Wen Hebai pulled open a drawer. Inside were more than ten different styles of bras and nipple covers.

Yan Qingwen threw her a look that said “keep dreaming,” then walked to the side where her home clothes were placed to change.

She had just taken off her clothes when a soft, fragrant body pressed against her from behind. Wen Hebai’s warm arms circled her waist, her breath spilling against Yan Qingwen’s ear. “I still have an interview show to record tomorrow morning, so I originally shouldn’t have come back. But when I saw how you looked in the wedding dress, I knew I had to come back, because I missed you too much.”

Yan Qingwen’s breathing stopped. The blood delivered to her heart was as hot as magma, and there seemed to be an active volcano in her chest waiting to erupt.

“What madness are you throwing now?” Yan Qingwen bit her lip, restrained and reserved.

“Then just take it as me going mad because I missed you.” Wen Hebai took a deep breath. Although she and Yan Qingwen had parted unhappily that day, and neither of them had mentioned the matter since, she did not want to continue this unclear cold war with Yan Qingwen. So she asked Chen Zhien about it and learned that Yan Qingwen had already asked Qi Zange to reserve a restaurant after receiving the rings and confirming Wen Hebai’s schedule. Arranging people to take photos and release a press draft had been something that happened the morning of that day.

In other words, Yan Qingwen had originally planned to eat lunch with her. But because of the trending search, in order to eliminate its impact, she had no choice but to hastily make that arrangement. Later, because of some unknown concern, she canceled it.

Wen Hebai had known nothing about this and had only immersed herself in anger and disappointment at being treated as a tool for fan service and putting on a show. She had been too anxious. Yan Qingwen’s heart was this hard because she herself had helped make it that way. She had known long ago that this heart was not so easy to obtain.

These days, her heart had been weighed down heavily by this matter, and because of it, she had nearly ruined her reputation as “Best Actress.”

Only when the wedding dress was set to be delivered today did she contact Chen Zhien. If Yan Qingwen was unwilling to try on the wedding dress, or if she had no modification suggestions at all after trying it on, then it would mean she no longer valued the matter of taking wedding photos.

Fortunately, she had waited until the moment Yan Qingwen put the wedding dress on.

She could not wait until the day they took the wedding photos!

She had hurried back just because she wanted to tell Yan Qingwen that she missed her.

“…” That unfamiliar, different emotion once again filled Yan Qingwen’s heart. She very much wanted to use reason to suppress this feeling, but it was so domineering and unreasonable, wantonly disturbing her thoughts and making her no longer seem like herself.

These days, she had examined her relationship with Wen Hebai and believed that the reason she had developed different feelings for Wen Hebai was because she was being controlled by desire.

Therefore, she warned herself that between her and Wen Hebai, they were only bed partners with a legal marriage relationship. If she fell into those charming, hazy feelings of love, then what had happened that day would continue to happen. And in that kind of relationship, they would naturally place too many expectations on each other. Once the other party failed to meet those expectations, they would feel disappointed.

Rather than continue to be entangled so unclearly, it would be better to explain things sooner.

Yan Qingwen said, “Wen Hebai, I don’t know what your purpose is in saying these things to me now, but I can’t give you what you want. If time turned back to that day, I would still do the same thing.”

Strangely, even though she had already spoken the truth in her heart, the heaviness at the bottom of her heart did not disappear. Instead, it grew even more bitter.

The arms holding her tightened. Wen Hebai’s eyes had already filled with tears. She kissed Yan Qingwen’s neck, no longer as naturally as water flowing into a channel as she had in the past, but with a trace of cautious testing.

Yan Qingwen gripped her arm, and her lips seemed to lose color.

“I know. I know.” Wen Hebai kissed her, broken soft murmurs leaking from her lips.

Rationally, Yan Qingwen wanted to refuse to let Wen Hebai continue, but she was too familiar with Wen Hebai. Her body was also very familiar with the sensations Wen Hebai brought. Just one kiss was enough to hook out the desire deep within her body.

She turned around and pressed Wen Hebai against the wardrobe door.

Wen Hebai, who was still immersed in the secret joy that her cautious testing had not been rejected, had a moment of blankness in her mind. Then her body lost balance and she fell sitting onto the dressing bench. Yan Qingwen sat down over her legs, pressing them down, looking down from above like a queen.

Wen Hebai raised her head, both hands holding Yan Qingwen’s face. When those lips fell, her fingers brushed through Yan Qingwen’s hair and combed it back, preventing it from falling during their kiss and ruining their good moment.

In the gap between breaths, Wen Hebai reminded her, “Wife, the wedding dress. Don’t dirty it.”

Yan Qingwen’s reason returned. She got up from Wen Hebai and turned to take her home clothes.

Wen Hebai swiftly took off the wedding dress, then pressed Yan Qingwen into the wardrobe from behind.

The cramped space instantly made Yan Qingwen’s field of vision narrow and dim. The fragrance sachet inside the wardrobe poured into her nose, making her already unclear mind even dizzier. Her body also became more sensitive than when they were in bed. Even the fabric of the clothes beside her brushing against her could raise a layer of goosebumps.

“Shower.” Yan Qingwen used what little reason she had left to block those hands.

“I washed my hands. And Wife, I just put this on.” Wen Hebai lifted her fingers.

Borrowing the light from the spotlights in the walk-in closet, Yan Qingwen saw clearly what it was. She did not understand. “When did you…”

Put that on?

“When I was getting the nipple covers.” Wen Hebai leaned in and pressed closer.

Yan Qingwen actually had not known that there were “phone accessories” hidden in that drawer!

In the narrow space, fragrance lingered. The surging heat stirred up the scent, adding a trace of lingering sensuality to the air.

“Wen Hebai, enough. Aunt Lan is going to come call us to eat.” Yan Qingwen leaned against the cabinet wall. Behind her were the clothes pressed by her body, and beneath her were the home clothes that had originally been neatly folded but were now in a mess.

Her eyes were hazy as she looked at the spotlights above. They were clearly warm white, yet she somehow saw a few traces of gorgeous brilliance in them.

Wen Hebai panted slightly. In the shadows, a sly light flashed through her eyes. She deliberately said regretfully, “Then fine. As long as you’re willing to kiss me again.”

Yan Qingwen thought this was not difficult.

Only… she moved her numb legs. She could not break free.

“Let go first.”

Wen Hebai did not move.

Yan Qingwen realized that in this situation, if she wanted to kiss her, she would have to do it in an extremely shameful posture, which made her breathing even more unstable.

“Wen Hebai!” she could not help saying, trying to use a dignified tone to make Wen Hebai submit.

“Wife, kiss me, or we continue.” The person who had just been humbly begging for forgiveness was now extremely firm, angering Yan Qingwen so much that she raised her leg and wanted to kick her.

However, she was completely restrained. Unless she could fulfill Wen Hebai’s request.

Doing it in the wardrobe was already her limit. Such a shameful posture—she would rather die than do it.

“Then we continue.” Wen Hebai smiled slightly.

Yan Qingwen cursed in exasperation, “Wen Hebai, after tonight, don’t even dream of touching me again!”

“Wife, although I want to do it with you until dawn, I have to fly back in the middle of the night!”

She actually wanted to do it until dawn?

Shameless!

Xiao Chen: For QingBai CP’s happy life, I can celebrate my birthday every day!