diskusbooks Chapter 191 Baby Takes the Initiative
Chapter 191 Baby Takes the Initiative
Wen Tianyao remained silent for a moment, then stood up and went on stage.
The room gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes fell on Wen Tianyao.
The head of the Wen family is a prominent figure in the business world of northern Beijing.
He stood there, facing the young couple on the stage, looking at Su Qingyao and then at his son.
"Today," he began, his voice still calm, but unusually warm, "I am very happy."
"It is Wen Yu's good fortune to be engaged to such an outstanding girl as Yao Yao and to become her partner. It is also a good fortune for our Wen family."
Wen Yu stood on the stage, looking at him.
Wen Tianyao also looked back at him.
The father and son's eyes met for a moment in the air, and they strangely understood each other's thoughts.
"From today onwards," Wen Tianyao continued, his voice steady and powerful, "all of the Wen family's shares and assets will belong to the couple jointly."
A slight commotion arose from the audience.
Some people exchanged glances, while others whispered among themselves.
This gift is far too generous.
But Wen Tianyao hadn't finished speaking yet.
"Regarding Yaoyao's career in physics," he looked at Su Qingyao, his tone solemn, "the Wen family will support her for life and provide her with the best research conditions."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.
He paused for a moment, his tone chilling, as he looked at the faces that had once discussed, mocked, and gloated over his misfortune.
"And I hope everyone remembers—"
"Su Qingyao is the rightful daughter-in-law of the Wen family, and behind her stands the Wen family of Jingbei."
His voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Who dares to gossip or do anything behind the scenes?"
"Think it over before you act."
The audience was silent.
Those who had previously gossiped behind his back now lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
Ruan Xinhe sat in the audience, watching this scene, and her heart stirred slightly.
Her gaze shifted to Wen Yu and Su Qingyao, who were embracing tightly on the stage, and her eyes welled up with tears.
Fortunately.
Fortunately, they did not follow in her and Wen Tianyao's footsteps.
After Wen Tianyao finished speaking, he turned and walked off the stage.
He sat down next to Ruan Xinhe, paused for a second, then reached out and gently took her hand.
Ruan Xinhe paused for a moment, then looked down.
The hand was large, with distinct knuckles, and a little cool, but it held her very gently, as if afraid of disturbing something.
She didn't break free.
Wen Tianyao's eyelashes fluttered as he looked at her profile. Unlike usual, she didn't resist, didn't frown, and didn't pull her hand away, tacitly accepting his intimacy.
A sweet feeling welled up inside him, making him feel completely comfortable.
He knew what she was thinking.
Thinking about how those two children finally took a different path from them, and realizing that loving someone doesn't have to involve imprisonment, coercion, or causing them pain.
She wanted to give Wen Yu and Su Qingyao a different path.
So he did as he was told, he listened, and he learned to be a father.
As long as it makes Xin Xin a little happier, that's enough.
Wen Tianyao gripped her hand tightly.
When he was young, he was too radical and stubborn, thinking that love meant possession, locking someone up, and making the other person unable to leave him.
It wasn't until he saw Wen Yu and Su Qingyao that he realized there were other paths he could take.
Since that's the case, let's change it gradually.
He tilted his head, his gaze falling on Ruan Xinhe's profile, both gentle and stubborn.
Anyway, Ruan Xinhe belongs to him for the rest of his life.
It can only be his.
On stage, the two kissed amidst cheers from their relatives and friends.
Su Qingyao was shy and only touched him lightly before quickly backing away.
Wen Yu was still not satisfied and wanted to join in.
Su Qingyao turned her head away and whispered, "I don't want to, let's kiss when we get back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yu's expression changed.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if it concealed something that was stirring within him.
"Baby," he said slowly, enunciating each word clearly, "you said it yourself."
Su Qingyao glared at him.
"You better watch yourself! I have an experiment the day after tomorrow."
"Oh?" Wen Yu drawled out the last syllable, nodding thoughtfully. "So you're free tomorrow?"
He leaned closer, his eyes crinkling into crescents.
"Honey, don't worry, I'll make sure you wake up feeling refreshed the day after tomorrow."
His response was Su Qingyao's hand, which pinched his waist hard.
Wen Yu winced in pain, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
He took her hand and kissed it.
Then he lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead.
It's very light and gentle.
"Baby," his voice softened, "that's wonderful."
Su Qingyao looked at him, at the smile and tenderness in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile too.
"Yes," she said softly, "it's wonderful."
The two smiled at each other.
Behind him, there was a hall full of blessings and applause.
As night deepened, all the guests departed.
Wen Yu held Su Qingyao's hand as they stood at the hotel entrance.
A night breeze carrying the warmth of early summer swept by, causing her skirt to sway gently, like a flower blooming under the moonlight.
"Wenyu".
"Um?"
We got engaged today.
Wen Yu looked down at her, his eyes full of smiles, and said, "Mm."
He gently pulled her into his arms. "Next, we'll get married, and then spend our whole lives together."
Su Qingyao buried her face in his chest, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay."
Wen Yu suddenly picked her up in his arms.
"Is the baby ready for the final engagement ceremony?"
The door closed behind her, and Su Qingyao was placed on the bed by Wen Yu.
He stood by the bed, slowly took off his suit jacket, and casually draped it over the back of the chair.
His slender fingers moved to the tie, slowly and gracefully untying it and pulling it out, the movement as elegant as unwrapping a gift.
Then comes the shirt.
One, two, three.
His shirt was open, revealing his strong waist, well-defined abs, and the two cleavage lines that disappeared into his waistband along his V-line.
The moonlight fell on him, outlining the contours of every muscle.
Su Qingyao's breathing quickened.
Wen Yu couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like that.
He deliberately puffed out his chest muscles, the well-defined muscles trembling slightly with his movement.
"Baby," he said softly, with a hint of amusement, "are you satisfied with your husband's physique?"
Su Qingyao bit her lower lip, blushed, and nodded.
But he maliciously didn't go forward.
He turned and walked to the door, then turned off the main light.
The room darkened, with only a bedside lamp on, casting ambiguous shadows on the wall in a dim, yellowish light.
The faint light fell on him, outlining his smooth lines, broad shoulders, and slender waist.
More alluring and seductive than before, like a painting deliberately obscured from view.
She looked at him in the light and shadow, her throat bobbing slightly.
Wen Yu then approached with satisfaction, sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned closer.
His fingers gently traced Su Qingyao's cheeks, eyebrows, nose, and finally stopped at her lips.
But he just wouldn't kiss her.
Su Qingyao couldn't hold back any longer.
She slightly raised her chin and leaned in to kiss his lips.
He slightly shifted to the side, dodging the attack.
Her kiss landed on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Yu chuckled softly, reached out and lifted her chin, making her look at him.
Those eyes shone brightly in the dim light, carrying a smile and a deep, burning love.
"Baby," he whispered, his voice low and seductive, "do you like me?"
Su Qingyao's face turned even redder.
She didn't say anything, but reached out and cupped his face, kissing him forcefully.
Actions replaced answers.
Wen Yu let her kiss him, a gentle smile curving his lips.
He waited until she had finished kissing him and stepped back a little to catch her breath before he spoke.
"How about you take the initiative this time, baby?"
Su Qingyao tilted her head and stared at him intently.
Then she wrapped her arms around his neck, mimicking him, pried open his teeth, and hooked his tongue to suckle.
Wen Yu felt a surge of heat from her kisses, and he encouraged his baby.
"Yes, baby, that's great, keep going."
Su Qingyao, slightly tipsy from the champagne and with the pent-up desire she had suppressed all night, was completely ignited by this word of encouragement.