Tonight, of course, there was a big dinner, and Chang Wude got completely drunk. It couldn't be helped, Kang Hongwen had too many good wines in his collection. Wan Yunting also had to reciprocate, for example, by going to Kang Hongwen's study and gifting him two calligraphic works.
Kang Hongwen was also satisfied with receiving his calligraphy, as his calligraphy was currently being sold at exorbitant prices outside, and countless people were trying to get a piece. Even wealthy magnates in the business world, knowing that Kang Hongwen had a good relationship with Wan Yunting, wanted to use this connection to obtain a piece of his calligraphy, but Kang Hongwen had refused them all.
By ten o'clock that night, it was time to go back. The issue of Duan Yingying's stay was then decided. Wan Yunting had already called his martial aunt, Yang Jingyi, ostensibly to inquire about the Taoist temple, but actually to ask about Duan Yingying.
However, Yang Jingyi's intention was clear: she wanted Wan Yunting to take care of Duan Yingying for a while so that she could focus entirely on managing the Taoist temple's affairs.
With this reason given, Wan Yunting had no choice but to agree, saying, "Martial aunt, don't worry, I'll take good care of my junior sister."
"Mmm, thank you for the trouble."
After Yang Jingyi finished speaking, the two hung up. Wan Yunting looked back and saw Duan Yingying pushing her suitcase and walking out with Kang Nuolan. Wan Yunting sighed helplessly, already thinking about how he would explain Duan Yingying's origins to Fang Yanxi when they got back.
"Give it to me."
Wan Yunting put on a stern, unhappy face, but still went forward to take Duan Yingying's suitcase and put it in the trunk of his car.
Kang Hongwen personally arranged for Secretary Gao to drive Chang Wude back. Wan Yunting also called a designated driver. After Duan Yingying got into the car, he waved goodbye to Kang Hongwen, Zhou Caihong, and Kang Nuolan, then got into his own car and had the designated driver take them back.
Wan Yunting turned to look at Duan Yingying sitting beside him and said, "I'm going to set some rules for you first!"
Duan Yingying, who was playing with her phone, turned her head and glanced at him with her big eyes, humming, "Are you okay? Setting rules for me?"
Wan Yunting glared, feeling a surge of anger, but suppressed it and patiently said, "My girlfriend is also staying at my place. Since you're suddenly moving in, I naturally need to set some rules."
As soon as she heard that he had a girlfriend, Duan Yingying looked at him suspiciously and sneered, "Someone like you would actually have a girlfriend."
"Hey, what do you mean 'someone like me'?"
Wan Yunting rolled his eyes in annoyance and waved his hand, saying, "Let's not worry about this now. My rule is that while you're living in my house, you don't disturb our lives. We'll each go our own way. If you want to work, I can arrange it for you. If you want to have fun every day, I'll give you a monthly living allowance. In short, while you're here, don't disrupt the lives of me and my girlfriend, understand?"
However, Duan Yingying, who was looking down, smirked. She looked up at him and said with a smile, "Okay, I won't disturb you. Besides, I dislike you anyway, so I won't meddle in your affairs."
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, staring at the girl, but still worried that Duan Yingying might be plotting something. He said, "You keep your word. If you dare to do anything out of line, don't blame me for beating you up badly like last time."
"You dare!"
Upon mentioning the incident last time, Duan Yingying's eyes widened, she bit her red lips, and huffed indignantly.
Wan Yunting smiled and threatened, "Your mother handed you over to me, so what do I not dare to do? Therefore, you'd better behave yourself at home."
Duan Yingying's chest heaved with anger. Her eyes widened as she glared at Wan Yunting, looking as if she wanted to gnash her teeth. Finally, she crossed her arms in anger, turned her head away, and sulked in silence.
Seeing that the girl was scared, Wan Yunting smiled triumphantly. After a pause, he softened his voice and asked, "Tell me, do you want to work here or have fun?"
"I don't know," replied Duan Yingying, her voice still sounding huffy.
Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "Fine, you can do whatever you want. I won't let you starve anyway. After staying for a while, you can return to your sect on your own."
Duan Yingying, who had turned to look out the window, pouted her lips even higher in anger and hummed without speaking.
Wan Yunting saw that she still had a child-like disposition and was completely under his control, which made him feel smug. Seeing that she wasn't speaking, he couldn't be bothered to deal with her.
Just then, his phone rang. It was Fang Yanxi calling to ask when he would be back. Wan Yunting said, "I'm coming back now, almost there."
Fang Yanxi said "Mmm" and hung up. Soon after, the main gate of the courtyard opened automatically, and the car slowly entered the villa courtyard and parked. After seeing off the designated driver, Wan Yunting opened the trunk and took out Duan Yingying's suitcase.
The girl looked around Wan Yunting's Chinese-style villa estate. Her big eyes glanced at him, and she pouted, saying, "You're quite rich. No wonder that kid Zihang said he didn't want to go back when he was in Huadu City."
"Mr. Wan, you're back."
Huang Guilan, who hadn't slept yet, came out. Seeing Wan Yunting bringing another young girl back, she looked at Duan Yingying with confusion. Wan Yunting nodded and smiled, "Aunt Lan, this is my junior sister, Duan Yingying."
Duan Yingying turned and huffed at him, nodded to Huang Guilan, and then swaggered into the villa, continuing to look around at the decorations and furnishings in the living room.
Wan Yunting carried her suitcase and entered with Huang Guilan, saying in a low voice, "Aunt Lan, this girl's personality is a bit spoiled. If she says anything difficult or does anything excessive, I hope you can bear with it."
"Don't worry, Mr. Wan, I understand these things."
Huang Guilan had already seen that Duan Yingying had the demeanor of a pampered young lady, and as a professional nanny, she knew that this type of employer was difficult to please.
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile, then told Huang Guilan to go rest quickly, as he would handle things.
"You can stay downstairs."
Wan Yunting, who had just entered, looked at Duan Yingying browsing the living room and pointed to the basement floors, saying, "You'll live downstairs."
"Then what about upstairs?"
Duan Yingying pointed to the staircase leading to the second floor, with a mischievous look, and smiled, "The space where you and your girlfriend live?"
Wan Yunting pushed the suitcase to her and said, "Good that you know, so you won't go up and disturb us."
At this moment, Zhong Hongmei returned from the backyard, apparently having been practicing martial arts. Shi Qiang and Ruan Yanxin were on the second floor. Zhong Hongmei saw Duan Yingying and looked at her with confusion.
Wan Yunting said, "Manager Zhong, this is my junior sister, Duan Yingying. She will be staying here for a while. You don't need to pay attention to her."
Zhong Hongmei nodded to show she understood and then went downstairs to take a bath.
"Who is she?" Duan Yingying asked.
"It has nothing to do with you."
Wan Yunting gave her a sidelong glance and was about to lead her downstairs to arrange her room when Fang Yanxi came downstairs. Seeing Wan Yunting with Duan Yingying, her eyes revealed confusion as she asked, "Who is she?"
Seeing the woman come downstairs, Wan Yunting stopped. Duan Yingying also turned to look at Fang Yanxi, guessing she might be this scoundrel's girlfriend. She couldn't help but think to herself, "She's quite beautiful, but her taste is a bit off, falling for this kind of bastard..."
"Yanxi, let me introduce you..."
Wan Yunting walked up to Fang Yanxi, pointed at Duan Yingying, and introduced her with a smile, "This is my junior sister, Duan Yingying. She's the daughter of the previous abbot of Wuliang Taoist Temple. She's staying here for a while in the city."
Fang Yanxi nodded slightly. Although she didn't say anything, she still felt a bit annoyed that Wan Yunting hadn't discussed it with her beforehand.
Wan Yunting naturally understood the woman's thoughts and said helplessly in a low voice, "I couldn't help it. It happened so suddenly. I only found out tonight, so I didn't have time to tell you."
Hearing the man's explanation, Fang Yanxi nodded, and her expression softened a bit.
"Who's your junior sister!"
The next second, Duan Yingying came forward, hooked her arm around Wan Yunting's arm, and arrogantly huffed at Fang Yanxi, "My mother said I should marry him, so I should be his fiancée now!"
*Crack!*
Wan Yunting's expression was one of shock, as if a lightning strike had hit him. He froze instantly.
Fang Yanxi beside him was stunned and turned to look at the man. Wan Yunting, having recovered, looked panicked and quickly explained, "Yanxi, don't listen to her nonsense. How could she, a little girl, be my fiancée..."
But Duan Yingying clung tightly to his arm, deliberately pouting and acting cute, "Oh, Senior Brother Wan, you promised to marry me when you were at the sect, didn't you? Otherwise, why would I have come down the mountain to find you..."
Fang Yanxi, standing by, watched the two of them bickering without saying a word.
"Duan Yingying!"
Finally, Wan Yunting lost his temper, roughly shook off Duan Yingying's arm, and glared angrily, "Can you stop being so unreasonable?"
Seeing the scoundrel suddenly get angry, Duan Yingying was actually scared, but she widened her eyes and huffed, "What, am I lying? My mother said that if you became the abbot, you would have to marry me, and you are now..."
"Shut up!"
Wan Yunting's face was stern. He pointed at Duan Yingying and said sharply, "You go downstairs now and find a room to sleep in yourself. If you dare to argue back, then get out."
Facing the man's cold and stern demeanor, Duan Yingying was truly intimidated. If she dared to say another word, this scoundrel would surely treat her as he did last time. Thus, Duan Yingying huffed proudly, picked up her suitcase, and headed down the stairs to the basement.
Seeing the girl finally leave, Wan Yunting breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to Fang Yanxi, who was standing beside him with a blank expression, and quickly explained with a bitter smile, "Yanxi, listen to me, it's not what you think..."
"So, everything she said is true?" Fang Yanxi looked directly at him, asking in a calm tone.
"Yes, oh no no no, not entirely..."
Wan Yunting, flustered, took Fang Yanxi's hand and said, "Let's go upstairs to talk..."