He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 284 The Cold-Faced Handsome Guy Downstairs Enters My Dream 3

Wen Yan chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone. After washing up, she cooked breakfast to take to the shop.

The commercial building was far less bustling in the morning than at night, and Wen Yan was the only person in the elevator.

After pressing the button for the 20th floor, she waited quietly for the elevator doors to close. Just as they were about to close, she saw someone running towards her. They must have been rushing to catch the elevator too, and she kindly pressed the open button for them.

Take another look.

Isn't this the man who banged on the door yesterday?!

Quickly move your hand from the open button to the close button and press it hard, really hard!

The close button lit up, and the elevator doors slowly closed.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a pair of well-defined hands reached into the elevator door, which had been closed to a narrow gap. Then the elevator door jammed, and the gap widened, revealing the man's tired and cold face.

Chen Yan first glanced at Wen Yan, then looked at the lit-up close button, paused for a few seconds, and then looked back at Wen Yan's uneasy face.

His tone was flippant: "Afraid of me?"

Huddled in a corner of the elevator, trying her best to minimize her presence, Wen Yan felt like she'd been caught doing something wrong.

She replied quickly, her words so rapid it seemed as if she were trying to cover something up: "No!"

Then she remembered that the other person had reminded her to keep her voice down, so she lowered her voice again and replied weakly, "No."

The tone sounded weak no matter how you looked at it.

Chen Yan frowned slightly. "So you don't want me to come up?"

"...No, there isn't either."

The enclosed elevator created a tense atmosphere. The red numbers kept jumping, but Wen Yan stared at them silently, praying that they would jump faster and faster.

Chen Yan stood in front and saw that she kept looking at the floors. He remembered that he didn't seem to have pressed the floor number, so he pressed the nineteenth floor and stood still.

Wen Yan glanced at the numbers nineteen and twenty, which were close together. The rest of the area was dark, with only the two numbers next to each other lit up, creating an eerie ambiguity.

Especially his mind, the hands that covered his eyes and then reached down last night, and his tall, straight nose that occasionally poked his cheek.

The tactile sensation was so realistic that it couldn't be ignored.

Wen Yan's cheeks flushed red.

The elevator had only reached the tenth floor when she cautiously turned her gaze to Chen Yan's face, like a snail peeking out, her eyes landing on his fair and slender fingers, and then on his exposed muscles.

He wore a pure black vest, black trousers with the cuffs covering his black shoes, and his hair was also black with a slight natural curl. His eyes were also black, like black glass, and he had a scrutinizing coldness when he looked at people.

and many more!

How could she see his eyes!

Wen Yan suddenly snapped back to reality and met Chen Yan's mocking gaze.

What's it like to get caught peeping and have no way to escape?

Wen Yan tells you, it's so embarrassing you just want to disappear on the spot!!!

She quickly looked down, her fingers clutching the breakfast bag. Inside the cat carrier, San San was making weak meows, like a cat scratching.

Compared to her furtive glances, Chen Yan's gaze was much more direct; she could even sense where his eyes were sweeping across.

Now it's the neck, waist, ankles...

The anxiety intensified.

Chen Yan was curious. The girl was wearing ethnic-style clothes. Yesterday it was navy blue and today it was dark blue, but without exception, it had a bell necklace and wind chimes on the hem of the skirt.

Today, she was wearing an apron-like pouch around her waist, embroidered with simple, ancient patterns, the stitches fine and dense, giving it a mysterious feel.

Black vines entwined among the flowers, both sinister and alluring, yet the girl possessed clear, bright eyes and an innocent face, unlike the other tattoo artists in the shop.

Like blank paper, it possesses a pure and pristine beauty untouched by ink.

Wen Yan gripped the ground with her toes.

She wasn't even this open and aboveboard; he was being far too deliberate!

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Chen Yan glanced at the floor number 19 before stepping out.

He saw the girl breathe a sigh of relief.

The elevator doors closed and it ascended. Chen Yan turned his gaze back, used his room key to open the door and enter the room. After taking a shower, he threw himself onto the bed and closed his eyes.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The heavy curtains were drawn, leaving a small gap through which sunlight peeked in, but it couldn't penetrate the darkness inside the room.

The half-naked man's upper body was so white it seemed to glow, with black hair spreading out. He had simply draped the blanket casually over his waist and abdomen, thus revealing a sexy scene that could make one's nose bleed in the darkness, while he slept soundly.

As Chen Yan slept, he shed his cold and hard exterior, exuding the aura of a mature man, making even a second spent in this space feel ambiguous.

upstairs.

Wen Yan entered her small shop, prepared all the craft materials and tools, and then turned the "closed" sign to "open."

There weren't many customers in the morning; the few who did come only glanced at the store before leaving.

The majority of her shop's revenue still comes from her online store.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen such a less-than-ideal location to open a shop; they should have gone around a few blocks and opened the shop on the 20th floor of a commercial center.

However, this is obviously impossible, as the original owner did not have that much money.

Wen's parents run a guesthouse. The area boasts beautiful scenery and a rich Dong ethnic culture, attracting tourists from all over to relax and unwind.

Normally, besides entertaining guests, the couple usually wears Dong costumes and walks around the village, watching over sheep and cattle. As long as you act with a sense of local life and ethnic charm, that's fine, and they'll give you money.

This is a government-led initiative involving businesses, and the employees receive salaries.

In other words, even if the couple lazily stays at home and does nothing, they still get paid.

This is also why the couple hopes their daughter will stay in the local area to take civil service exams.

Wouldn't it be better to receive double pay?

But Wen Yan still came out. You can't live your whole life in one place, can you?

Wen Yan fed San San and began making the silver jewelry ordered by fans according to their orders.

Several customers circled around and took a liking to the small bell on her skirt. Wen Yan gave it to them, and they paid and left.

The morning passed quickly.

When it was time to eat, Wen Yan took out her phone to order takeout, only to find three missed calls with the note: "Dad".

Finished!

Wen Yan dialed back as quickly as possible, but the phone was only answered after several rings. Her father's booming voice filled her ears:

"You've got some nerve, not even answering your father's calls. How long are you planning to stay angry with me?!"

Wen Yan silently moved her phone away, knowing she was in the wrong: "Dad, my phone was on silent, I didn't hear you."

"You didn't hear it? I think you're just pretending." Mr. Wen's expression softened, but his tone wasn't much better: "You've been sulking for months. Once you've figured it out, hurry home and prepare for the exam."

"Dad, can you listen to my thoughts? I don't want to take the civil service exam. I'm doing fine as I am now." Wen Yan had a headache. She didn't want to argue with her father, but he kept pushing her in a direction she didn't like.

Is taking the civil service exam or getting a government job really that important?

"Isn't it better for you to be with us than outside?" Father Wen sneered. "I don't know what's blinding you out there."

"Dad!"

"Alright, look at what's going on online, it's utterly vulgar and disgusting! It's unbearable to look at!!" Mr. Wen seemed genuinely angry and issued an ultimatum: "I'll give you another week to think it over. If you don't come back, I'm coming over there."

Mr. Wen made the final decision and immediately hung up the phone.

"Dad, Dad! Hello?"

Wen Yan looked at the phone that had been hung up and felt helpless. She didn't order takeout anymore and opened a search engine on Douban: What to do if parents force you to take the civil service exam?

The most liked comment: Tattoo.

Tattoo?

Wen Yan inexplicably thought of that cold-faced neighbor and that faintly visible black python, with its scarlet eyes and forked tongue, which was terrifying.