Chapter 35: Sleep Paralysis?

"Within a week, bring a student from Hangzhou University named Chen Luo to me; I have business with him." When Wen Xiu uttered these words, there was still a trace of disdain in his tone. Although this was a matter entrusted to him by his third brother, for him—the distinguished Fifth Young Master of the Wen family—to trouble an ordinary university student seemed entirely beneath him.

Still, he knew this Chen Luo was the very person who had once saved Wen Wan. This gave him the perfect opportunity to curry favor on both sides. He could have Chen Luo brought to him, treat him to the best food and drink, lower himself to make friends with him, promise rewards, and persuade him to speak on his behalf. At a suitable moment, he would then deliver this man to Wen Wan, admit defeat, and act as a mediator to ease the conflict between Wen Wan and his third brother.

In this way, he could both reconcile with Wen Wan and return to Hangzhou, while also obtaining shares in the three auction houses—a fine plan to kill two birds with one stone.

He hadn't anticipated, however, that his instinctively contemptuous tone would be misinterpreted by Liu Feng.

"I'll send someone to pick up this person's detailed information from you tomorrow during the day," Liu Feng said.

"Alright! No problem, Young Master Wen! I will see this matter through!" Liu Feng replied enthusiastically.

"Oh, very well." Sensing something off in Liu Feng's tone, Wen Xiu didn't give it much thought and hung up the phone.

At this time, Tang Xiwei followed Liu Feng out of the bar, noticing the excitement and flush on his face.

"Darling, what's wrong? Did you drink too much?" Tang Xiwei took a subtle step back. Ever since she'd become Liu Feng's girlfriend, she had yet to sleep with him. From the beginning, she had regarded him as her safety net—a way to break into the circles of the wealthy heirs. Who knew if there might be a better option in the future? She couldn't possibly give her first time to Liu Feng so easily.

"Haha, we're about to hit it big!" Liu Feng exclaimed.

"Remember the Fifth Young Master of the Wen family I mentioned? He actually called me personally, asking me to help kidnap someone to see him!"

"I have a feeling that if I handle this well, our Liu family could latch onto the Wen family and become Hangzhou's top restaurant group overnight!"

"Wow! That's incredible!" Tang Xiwei's eyes lit up immediately.

"Who does Young Master Wen want you to kidnap? Someone with a powerful background?"

"No, actually, you might be interested in this—his name is Chen Luo!"

Hearing that name, a cold glint flashed in Tang Xiwei's eyes. The humiliations Chen Luo had inflicted upon her in recent days were too many to count. She didn't know how Chen Luo had managed to offend someone so influential, but since the task had fallen to Liu Feng, that meant Chen Luo was now at her mercy.

"What a coincidence. Are you sure it's not just someone with the same name?"

"Don't worry, Young Master Wen is having someone bring the files over. Once I have the details, I'll know if it's the same person."

At this point, Liu Feng's tone turned cold. "If it's really him, I'll destroy his milk tea shop first, leave him drowning in debt, and then deliver him to Young Master Wen."

"Let him see just how miserable it can be to cross us."

As Liu Feng spoke, Tang Xiwei's thirst for revenge on Chen Luo grew ever stronger, but she also caught a crucial piece of information. Sending someone to collect the documents meant she'd have a chance to meet the Wen family scion alone. This was an opportunity too rare to miss.

"Darling, there's always a risk of breaking the law with this sort of thing, and it's not safe to entrust it to subordinates—leaks could happen. Why don't you let me go instead?"

Liu Feng was moved by her words. "My dear, thank you for being so considerate. I'm really touched. Alright, I'll arrange a car. You'll set off tonight and visit Young Master Wen's residence early tomorrow."

"Thank you, darling," Tang Xiwei replied, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she began scheming how to win over the Wen family heir.

...

"Ugh!"

It was hard to breathe, something was pressing on his chest. Why couldn't he open his eyes? Was he dreaming? No, why couldn't he wake up? Was this sleep paralysis?

No, he couldn't let this happen! Wen Wan was still waiting for him—he couldn't let some ghost take him away.

Wake up! Wake up!

With effort, Chen Luo forced his eyes open and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally awake. Wait, why does it still feel like something's pressing on my chest?"

Glancing down, he discovered Wen Wan sprawled across his chest, her beautiful eyes blinking at him.

"You're awake?" she asked, propping herself up on either side of him, a playful smile on her lips.

At some point, Wen Wan had changed into a black, deep V-neck nightgown, her allure impossible to ignore. Her current pose caused her ample curves to rest against Chen Luo's chest, bouncing like jelly with the slightest movement.

Chen Luo's gaze was fixed, staring into the deep abyss before him.

And as he gazed into the abyss, the abyss gazed back into him—before he knew it, a certain reaction was already underway.

"My, darling, you're quite spirited for so early in the morning," Wen Wan teased, glancing down at his lower half. Chen Luo covered his face in embarrassment.

Could they not have such excitement every morning? He was genuinely afraid of bursting a blood vessel at this age.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you. Let's save the sparring for another time—let's go down for breakfast first."

Hand in hand, Wen Wan led Chen Luo downstairs, where Mo Lan had already prepared a lavish breakfast.

The two sat across from each other. As Chen Luo took his seat, he noticed a black bank card beside his plate—was this the legendary unlimited black card?

"You performed well last night. I'm very satisfied," Wen Wan said. "Here's the money I promised you. Take it. Try for even better quality next time."

Wait, why did that sound like she'd just paid him for his services? Should he be asking for a five-star review?

He wanted to protest, but when he looked up and met Wen Wan's eyes, they both broke into laughter.

So what if she'd hired him? What could he do about it?

Yes, yes, you're wealthy; you make the rules. Or should I offer my services once more?

Mo Lan, listening to their banter, covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, her lips curling upward.

So last night was that wild? These two really know how to play!

But honestly, they're such a cute couple! Keep it up—you'd better believe I'm taking notes for my own love life.

"The analysis and planning you gave me about the education industry last night were excellent," Wen Wan said. "Today, I'll be heading to the company to get started. So for the next week, I'll be very busy, traveling out of town to conduct market research myself. I probably won't have time to keep you company."

She looked at Chen Luo apologetically. They had just started their romance, and now she had to leave for a few days; she was truly reluctant.

"It's fine. I'll use this time to work with Liu Hua to get the milk tea shop up and running."

Wen Wan thought for a moment, then turned to Mo Lan. "Notify Hong Ye to stay by Chen Luo's side for the next week and help him with anything he needs."

"And also, keep a close eye on this little rascal for me. Don’t let some seductive fox spirit lure him away."

A fox spirit? Who was she talking about?

Liu Hua? She's like a sister—she even calls you sister-in-law! How could she be a fox spirit?