How About A Divorce? - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Special Service [VIP]

Wen Yu was rarely dominant in bed. She was always served very comfortably. It was a give and take, and there was no need to fight. This time was different. She had an agenda. She had anticipated that Lin Yanqing wouldn’t let her have her way. So Wen Yu held Lin Yanqing’s hand and placed it on the scar over her heart. She pouted. “Lin Yanqing, my heart hurts.”

Lin Yanqing’s fierce resistance immediately subsided by eighty percent. The remaining twenty percent was only reflected in her mouth. She bit her lip, lowered her gaze, and even had a smile on her face. She just wouldn’t let Wen Yu hear that word.

Wen Yu then stuck her knuckles between Lin Yanqing’s lips and teeth. She leaned in and threatened, “Are you going to say it?”

Lin Yanqing left teeth marks on Wen Yu’s knuckles. “…No.”

“You like to bite people like a dog,” Wen Yu said. She didn’t use words to force her anymore. It was a pity that it wasn’t as convenient as being at home in a hotel. For some things, she had to do it herself. Fortunately, the result was satisfactory. She finally forced Lin Yanqing to cling to her shoulders, bite her lip, and moan softly.

And she got to hear that word as she wished.

That word opened a certain switch in Wen Yu’s mind. The psychological anchor chain wrapped around the physical pleasure. She suddenly understood why Lin Yanqing liked to make her say shameful and strange things. So she copied Lin Yanqing’s previous script and forced her to say it word for word.

By the time the two of them were done, it was the middle of the night. Wen Yu was lying on the bed. In the pauses between her breaths, she said to Lin Yanqing, “Don’t worry. Regardless of what Aunt Lin wants to do, you, as a single person, can still be protected by the Wen family.”

Although the Wen family’s shares in Baiyi were not high, their status was there, and there was also the name of their marriage alliance. Anyone who wanted to touch Lin Yanqing would have to think twice.

But this statement sounded very strange. The two of them were naked and next to each other. One second, their skin was touching, and the next, they started talking about business, money, and power. It sounded as if Wen Yu had a kept woman.

The legal status of a couple and the behavior of an illicit affair were quite stimulating.

Lin Yanqing was also very cooperative. The moment Wen Yu raised her eyebrow, she knew where her mind had jumped to. So she continued, “Thank you, mommy sugar.”

Wen Yu laughed. “Go take a shower quickly.”

Lin Yanqing didn’t move. She hugged her and was clingy. “You don’t have to worry about me too much. Lin Jiao is my biological mother. She won’t harm me.”

“That’s true.”

Wen Yu thought to herself, Lin Jiao wouldn’t be so idle as to ruin her carefully groomed successor.

At its core, this was just a normal business change. Chen Liangsheng just wanted to make a profit. It was all about how the cake was distributed.

Wen Yu lightly kicked Lin Yanqing. “Do I shower first or do you?”

Lin Yanqing: “Me first. I have a flight to catch in a few hours.”

She got up in satisfaction. As she moved, her damp long hair draped over her back, covering her well-defined muscles.

“Is the charge full?” Wen Yu asked, looking at her beauty.

Lin Yanqing was stunned.

Wen Yu counted on her fingers. “A hug is two dollars for half an hour. The special service just now was two thousand for half an hour. Two hours is eight thousand. Rounded up, it’s ten thousand. WeChat or Alipay?”

“Cash,” Lin Yanqing said. “To prevent my wife from checking the transaction history.”

She was clearly still playing along with Wen Yu’s role-play of a sugar mommy and a kept woman, but the roles were swapped.

The speaker didn’t mean anything by it, but the listener was intentional. Wen Yu was suddenly woken up from her lazy afterglow. A chill spread from her heart to her fingertips. She couldn’t help but shiver.

That’s right, there’s also cash.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Yanqing noticed Wen Yu’s reaction. “Are you cold?”

She turned the air conditioner up by two degrees.

“It’s nothing,” Wen Yu said deliberately. “I don’t want cash. I want a transfer.”

“Okay,” Lin Yanqing took out her phone. The screen lit up. Wen Yu saw several missed calls with no notes. She also noticed that Lin Yanqing’s expression had changed. She asked, “Who called you?”

“No one. It’s probably something about the company,” Lin Yanqing said. “I’ll go out and call them back. You take a shower first.”

The door opened and closed. Wen Yu closed her eyes and flopped down on the bed.

…If it’s cash, then it’s very reasonable that there’s no transaction history. I actually missed that.

And those missed calls, what kind of person would make several calls in the middle of the night? Either the company is on fire or her backyard is on fire.

A “work call” with no notes. What kind of work? Is it a lover’s psychological work?

Lin Yanqing was lying.

Wen Yu had originally planned to directly ask Lin Yanqing what “like” she was talking about on the phone the other day. Before that sentence, her inner scale was already tilted to the extreme. She hadn’t caught any specific witnesses or evidence. She couldn’t just give someone a death sentence with just one sentence. What if it was just a misunderstanding?

Now, the witness and the evidence were handed to her on a silver platter.

After Wen Yu finished showering, Lin Yanqing still hadn’t returned. After waiting for another ten minutes, Lin Yanqing came in with a blank expression. The air pressure around her was very low. She placed her phone on the bedside table.

She rubbed her temples. “You should go to sleep first.”

After saying that, she went into the bathroom.

Wen Yu heard the sound of water in the bathroom. She picked up Lin Yanqing’s phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and went to the recent call history to write down the number and trace it. But she found that the recent call history was completely empty—Lin Yanqing had cleared all of her call history.

Something is up.

Wen Yu lowered her eyes. The phone was on her lap, like a square, cold, and sharp wound that had been cut open. The white light made her eyes hurt.

Lin Yanqing quickly pushed open the bathroom door. The first thing she said was, “Something’s come up at the company. I have to leave now.”

She quickly put on her clothes, took her phone from Wen Yu’s hand, and said softly, “I won’t be catching the flight anymore. I have a meeting in a neighboring city.”

She saw the phone screen. She only frowned and didn’t explain or complain.

After she said that, she was about to leave.

“Lin Yanqing,” Wen Yu suddenly spoke. Lin Yanqing stopped and turned around. “What is it?”

Wen Yu: “Are you cheating on me?”

Lin Yanqing was stunned. She was a little surprised that Wen Yu would ask that. She didn’t answer immediately. She walked back and kissed Wen Yu’s cheek. “Young lady, are we in a relationship where we’re honest with each other?”

The atmosphere became difficult. The air seemed to have resistance, thickening into water. In the water, any movement was in slow motion. Even her thoughts were sluggish and couldn’t be quick.

Lin Yanqing’s words fell into the water one by one. “If you say yes, I’ll answer all of your questions.”

Say it, Wen Yu thought. Say yes, and lay everything out in the open. Then everything will be clear. Everything will be out in the open, and there will be nowhere to hide.

But her mouth wouldn’t open. What happens after I say it? What happens after I know the truth? Will we get divorced?

The obvious answer was right in front of her, but Wen Yu subconsciously rejected it. She couldn’t understand where this rejection came from. She wanted to dig deeper but couldn’t find a way. When Lin Yanqing’s finger touched the corner of her lips, she suddenly pulled back.

“Get lost,” Wen Yu used her angry voice to cover up her confusion.

“What are you being so fierce about?” Lin Yanqing retracted her hand. “I’m leaving. Go home when you’re done having fun.”

“You’re the one who should be,” Wen Yu retorted.

Wildflowers on the side of the road smell better than flowers at home.

“I’m going to work.”

“Pfft.”

Lin Yanqing smiled. She didn’t want to argue with Wen Yu anymore. Before she left, she ruffled Wen Yu’s head. “I’m really leaving this time.”

After she left, Wen Yu was completely sleepless. She tossed and turned with her phone, thinking about everything. She didn’t realize it until the sky was bright.

The sun was partially blocked by the thin curtains. Wen Yu was dazed by the light. She suddenly realized that not only did she not understand Lin Yanqing, but she also didn’t understand herself.

However, she didn’t have a strong sense of exploration. She wouldn’t fixate on one point and see it through to the end. If she didn’t understand, then she didn’t understand. When things hit her in the face, the answer would naturally come out.

Lin Yanqing had been too busy lately. Out of humanitarian spirit, Wen Yu decided to put this matter aside for now and bring it up again next time she went back.

As for when “next time” was, she would think about it next time.

After comforting herself like this, she suddenly remembered that that dog Lin Yanqing hadn’t transferred the money yet.

…

Her phone vibrated. Lin Yanqing lowered her eyes and saw two cold words from Wen Yu: “Ten thousand.”

Lin Yanqing smiled and transferred the money. Wen Yu accepted it in a second.

She called her. “Are you awake or not?”

“Mind your own business. That’s enough. I don’t want to hear you talk right now. Shut up.” After saying that, Wen Yu hung up the phone directly.

The young lady’s temper was back.

Lin Yanqing was about to call her back when a call came in—it was the note-less number that Wen Yu had glimpsed. The smile on her face disappeared. She answered. Before she could say anything, the other person asked, “When will you be here?”

“I’ll make it.”

“I asked when.” The woman repeated calmly.

Lin Yanqing was also very steady. “Should I give the phone to the driver? You two can have a deep conversation about the traffic?”

“Yanqing,” the woman said in a calm voice. “I am your mother.”

Lin Yanqing said, “Sister Wang is my driver.”

Lin Jiao: “…”

The mother and daughter had been together for almost thirty years, and they still set off a firecracker in three sentences.

“Don’t rush me. Rushing me won’t make me fly there any faster,” Lin Yanqing said with a final tone and hung up.

A minute later, Lin Yanqing received a text message:

“Little Lin, when will you be here?”

The note said Wen Rong.

Lin Yanqing replied: “Half an hour”

Wen Rong: “Be safe. We’ll wait for you.”

With a clink, in the teahouse, Wen Rong placed her phone on the table. She said, “Half an hour.”

The woman was wearing a white shirt with a sharp bob. She tapped on the table to signal the waiter to come in and wash the tea set.

“Thank you for this,” Lin Jiao nodded. “This child, ever since she got married, she’s been even more disobedient.”

“It’s no trouble,” Wen Rong smiled. She was like a bottle that only took things in and never let them out. Everything she saw and heard would just settle in the bottle. She knew what to ask, what to answer, and what to say.

She didn’t respond to Lin Jiao’s last sentence. The intention of using Lin Yanqing and Wen Yu’s marriage to get closer and gain benefits was too obvious. Wen Rong had to maintain her poise, or she would be taken advantage of.

They didn’t meet often, but the two old foxes were on the same wavelength as soon as they met. You give me a weapon, I’ll give you performance. It was a mutually beneficial cooperation where no one could take advantage of the other.

But this time, it was obvious that Lin Jiao had something to ask of Wen Rong. Wen Rong also guessed what it was. It wasn’t difficult. It was just to make things difficult for Lin Yanqing.

No wonder Lin Yanqing had that attitude. If it were Wen Rong, she would have exposed her father’s secrets.

Lin Yanqing was being filial.

After the waiter came in, the two of them didn’t talk much. And this teahouse had a lot of rules. It took half an hour to wash and brew the tea, which was just enough time to wait for Lin Yanqing to arrive, so Lin Jiao didn’t have any room to negotiate beforehand.

When the tea was cool, Lin Yanqing pushed the door open at the right time.

“Mom,” Lin Yanqing only glanced at Lin Jiao before looking at Wen Rong. “Sister Wen.”

Wen Rong: “Little Lin is here. Aunt Lin, you can just say what you want to say.”

They used family titles, which immediately set the tone for this meeting. When the three of them sat here, they were in-laws, and only in-laws. They were just talking about family matters.

Lin Jiao briefly repeated what she had said to Lin Yanqing on the phone.

It was exactly what Wen Rong had expected.

—Lin Jiao planned to have Lin Yanqing “make a wrong decision” that would cause a huge loss. The board of directors of the Zero One engine would be in chaos. Lin Yanqing would be impeached. Her own credibility would decline. Chen Liangsheng would then take over the mess. The Baiyi structure would be integrated, and the Zero One senior management would be replaced.

She was betting that Chen Liangsheng would use the money he had embezzled in Africa, where no one was watching, to fill this hole in Zero One.

It was a trap, a scam.

As long as Chen Liangsheng dared to walk into the trap, Lin Jiao could seize the opportunity to bite off a big piece of her.

Wen Rong’s role was to supervise and ensure that some of the processes were not blocked.

After Lin Jiao finished, Wen Rong looked at Lin Yanqing. “Little Lin, do you know what this means for you?”

Lin Yanqing: “I know.”

She would suffer a great injustice. If she succeeded, she would win. If she failed, she would be ruined. She would be just half a step away from falling into the abyss.

“But I think this plan is feasible,” Lin Yanqing said again.

Chen Liangsheng’s appetite was too big. Neither the Lin mother nor daughter had any intention of feeding her. And Lin Jiao was getting old. After all, Baiyi would eventually be Lin Yanqing’s. Lin Yanqing had perfectly inherited Lin Jiao’s ambition, but she was more reserved than Lin Jiao.

She was not dissatisfied with Lin Jiao’s plan. She was dissatisfied with Lin Jiao’s domineering behavior of arranging things for her. Getting involved was not difficult for Lin Yanqing. She was confident that she could push Chen Liangsheng onto the path they had planned for her.

“Then I have no objections either,” Wen Rong said.

The atmosphere relaxed. Lin Yanqing picked up her teacup, ready to take a sip of tea and leave, but she heard Wen Rong say, “But I have one condition.”

Lin Yanqing: “Sister Wen, please say it.”

“If you miss something, and Aunt Lin ends up failing, of course, this is just a hypothetical scenario…” Wen Rong smiled lightly and looked at Lin Jiao apologetically. She then stared at Lin Yanqing. “…You also know what you would lose. In that case, Little Lin, should your marriage alliance with Wen Wen…”

Lin Yanqing gripped her teacup tightly.

“…come to an end?”