Chapter 19

Wen Yan didn’t sleep well all night, but he still looked energetic the next day. After freshening up, he went to work. Yesterday, he confirmed the internal structure, and today he started focusing on the details. Wen Yan had to personally review every part. By the end, he could close his eyes and visualize the entire interior of the ship.

Today, he left work an hour early. As he walked out of the office building, a Maybach was parked in front. Lin Wanfu stood by the car, looking dashing in a suit, attracting the attention of many omegas.

When Wen Yan got into the car, Lin Wanfu opened his palm, and suddenly a rose appeared. Wen Yan was taken aback, then smiled. Upon taking it, he noticed a dazzling necklace hanging from the stem of the rose. Wen Yan had seen Chang Jing add it to a shopping cart before, mentioning it was expensive. Wen Yan pretended to be happy.

The car sped off, and they arrived at the winery again. This time, it was just the two of them. Lin Wanfu opened a bottle of Amarone, one of the most expensive wines in the world. They toasted. Wen Yan drank a little, and his cheeks turned rosy. Lin Wanfu swirled his wine glass, observing him.

Although he wanted to put a green hat on Lin Chuanwu, at this moment, Lin Wanfu felt suspicious. Wen Yan seemed too easy to hook, almost as if he was deliberately falling for it. Could it be that Lin Chuanwu intentionally sent Wen Yan to trap him? Lin Wanfu grew cautious.

“Is Lin Chuanwu treating you badly?” Wen Yan shook his head. Lin Wanfu’s suspicion deepened. Sensing his doubt, Wen Yan showed a hesitant expression. “It’s okay, you can tell me anything.”

“My husband…” Wen Yan gripped the cup handle tightly, “He can’t satisfy me.” Lin Wanfu paused, and his suspicion and caution vanished, leaving only a sense of vindication. He didn’t expect Lin Chuanwu to be impotent! No wonder he didn’t have to try hard to win over Wen Yan! He was living like a widow every day!

Lin Wanfu was thrilled and wanted to continue getting Wen Yan drunk. Wen Yan shook his head, “I can’t drink anymore…” “Are you drunk? Do you want to go upstairs and rest?” Wen Yan nodded. Lin Wanfu took Wen Yan to a guest room. Wen Yan, feeling dizzy, collapsed bonelessly onto the bed, loosening his tie to reveal his fair neck. Lin Wanfu squinted, examining him.

He wondered why Lin Chuanwu married an ordinary beta; there was a unique charm to it. Although not as pretty and delicate as an omega, his skin was fair, his eyes gentle, and his demeanor mature. The more meticulously he dressed, the more one wanted to mess him up. Plus, when he walked ahead, the suit pants hugged his hips, exuding a ripe allure, almost imaginable how warm and soft it was.

Unfortunately, impotent Lin Chuanwu couldn’t enjoy it, so he would. Once he had Wen Yan under his thumb, dealing with Lin Chuanwu would be a breeze. Just as he was about to undo his tie, a sharp pain hit the back of his head, and everything went black.

He didn’t know how much time passed before he opened his eyes to find himself in darkness, tied up, with a sweaty, smelly rag stuffed in his mouth. “Mmm mmm mmm—” Lin Wanfu’s first thought was that Wen Yan did this. But soon, he heard Wen Yan’s weak voice, “Who are you? Why are you tying us up? Do you want money? I can give it to you.”

Only then did Lin Wanfu realize they were both captured. “Mmm mmm mmm!” The rag was pulled from his mouth. A cold blade pressed against his throat, “Two years ago, you held a party on Haitianyihou. Was there someone named Wen Shichuan on board?” The voice was altered, and Lin Wanfu couldn’t tell who it was.

“I host too many parties. How would I remember who came and who didn’t?” “Whoever you are, I advise you to let us go.” “Oh, threatening me now, are you?” A loud slap followed, “Is this your lover? If you don’t talk, I’ll kill him.” Wen Yan groaned in pain. “Don’t hit me, I don’t know anything.”

“I said I don’t know him, even if you kill him, I still don’t know.” “Still stubborn, I’ll cut off one of his fingers first.” “I don’t know anything, please let me go.” Wen Yan’s voice was filled with fear, then he pleaded with Lin Wanfu, “Do you know Wen Shichuan? If you do, tell him… My husband will be back soon. If something happens to me, he’ll find out about us, and even if we return safely, my husband won’t let us go…”

Lin Wanfu took a deep breath. He wasn’t really afraid of the person who kidnapped them; he was afraid of Lin Chuanwu. If something happened to Wen Yan, he couldn’t hide the fact that he was cheating on Lin Chuanwu. Knowing Lin Chuanwu’s personality, he might really kill him. Lin Wanfu shivered. But he couldn’t afford to provoke that person either.

“I host parties every few days, too many people come, how could I remember everyone? Give me time to think.” The door opened and closed, and it seemed the kidnapper left. Lin Wanfu heard Wen Yan moving, “Is he after us because of Wen Shi? Who is Wen Shichuan? Do you know him? Isn’t Haitianyihou your father’s ship?”

“It’s nothing, don’t be afraid.” After that, Lin Wanfu didn’t say another word. Late at night, Lin Wanfu fell into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, Wen Yan, who was also tied up, freed himself, tidied his clothes, and looked down at Lin Wanfu. He had cut the power at the winery, let Chen Ge in, knocked Lin Wanfu out when he was lustful, and brought him to this abandoned warehouse. To prevent Lin Wanfu from suspecting him, he had Chen Ge tie him up too.

He really did know about Xiao Chuan. Chen Ge was smoking outside and handed Wen Yan a cigarette when he came out. Wen Yan took it, lit it, and took a drag. “How long are we keeping him?” “Release him the day after tomorrow.” Wen Yan looked up at the moon. “Lin Wanfu’s family is powerful. If his parents find out he’s missing, they’ll send many people to investigate, and we might be in danger. Besides,” Wen Yan paused, “Lin Chuanwu is coming back soon.”

If he found out, the consequences would be even more severe. “Lin Chuanwu?” Chen Ge asked, “Isn’t he Lin Wanfu’s uncle’s son? I heard they don’t get along, so he shouldn’t interfere, right?” “Maybe not before,” Wen Yan’s expression was complicated, “but now…” “He’s my husband.”

*

Lin Wanfu heard the chirping of birds and the rumble of machines, with a faint scent of ink in the air. His scalp hurt as someone grabbed his hair, “A night has passed, have you remembered? If you don’t talk today, your lover will lose a finger!” “I remember.” Lin Wanfu gritted his teeth. “He’s still working on Haitianyihou.”

“Are you fooling me? If he’s still alive, why hasn’t he contacted his family in two years?” “That’s because he accidentally pushed another crew member overboard. To keep him out of jail, we let him live under a false name.” “Do you think I’ll believe that? Would you really help an irrelevant employee cover up such a big incident?”

“If he had dirt on us, we wouldn’t dare touch him.” “What dirt?” “You probably just want to find Wen Shichuan and not get involved in other matters, right?” “About a week from now, I’ll host another party on Haitianyihou. If you let me go, you might see him. If you really kill me…” Lin Wanfu sneered.

Chen Ge looked at Wen Yan. Wen Yan nodded. At midnight, a black car stopped in front of the winery, dropped off two sacks, and quickly disappeared. Wen Yan got out of the sack first and helped Lin Wanfu out of his sack and untied his hands. Lin Wanfu glanced at Wen Yan, who had a fresh red slap mark on his right cheek, and his shirt was dirty.

“Sorry for dragging you into this.” Lin Wanfu looked at the distant road, his gaze fierce, “When I find them, I won’t let them off.”

*

At 1 a.m., Wen Yan returned to Lin Chuanwu’s villa. The mother wolf and cub were asleep, and Wen Yan didn’t disturb them. However, the mute woman was still waiting for him. Seeing his swollen cheek, she looked worried and hurriedly tried to find medicine for him. Wen Yan smiled gently, “It’s okay, I did this to myself.”

Wen Yan didn’t stop her from applying medicine to his face. He hoped the finger marks would fade quickly; otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to explain it to Lin Chuanwu when he returned. After thanking her, Wen Yan took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and lay in bed.

Lin Wanfu said Wen Shichuan wasn’t dead. After rekindling hope, it quickly faded. He knew Wen Shichuan’s character; if Shichuan had accidentally killed someone, he would have turned himself in, not chosen to live cowardly. But rational thinking aside, there was still emotion. Maybe Xiao Chuan was really alive?

So even if the party on Haitianyihou a week later might be a trap set by Lin Wanfu, Wen Yan would still go. Wen Yan closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. But he had a nightmare again, dreaming he was drinking at Lin Wanfu’s winery when Lin Chuanwu suddenly barged in with people. He was taken back, and once home, Lin Chuanwu turned into a lion and pounced on him.

Wen Yan woke up again, and it was already daylight outside… Wen Yan shamefully rubbed his temples, wondering why, ever since Lin Chuanwu went on a business trip, he kept having these terrifying… spring dreams…

*

At the F country airport, in the VIP lounge waiting for the flight, Lin Chuanwu listened to Qiu Yi’s report. “This kidnapping was planned by Mr. Wen with a factory owner. Of the three, only Mr. Wen was injured…” Lin Chuanwu’s eyes were dark and fierce. “But the person following Mr. Wen saw that Mr. Wen hit himself… probably to dispel Lin Wanfu’s suspicion of him.” Qiu Yi forced a laugh, “Haha, Mr. Wen is truly brave and resourceful, worthy of being your wife, Mr. Lin…”

Lin Chuanwu shot him a cold glance. His expression grew even darker and more violent. He closed his eyes, not expecting that his seemingly gentle and obedient wife dared to kidnap someone behind his back. Since that was the case, when he returned, he would teach him how to tie people up properly. He had been holding back, thinking they had just gotten married and didn’t want to scare him. But now it seemed his wife was much more formidable than he had imagined.

Lin Chuanwu’s Adam’s apple rolled heavily, and the veins on his forearm throbbed violently…