"I'm asking for leave, and you go to work by yourself." How could she go to work like this? Last time he carried her into the company, but this time, she didn't want to.
Jiang Ruoxi stretched out her hand and tightened the quilt, wrapping her naked body to prevent him from making any further moves.
Leng Yan had no objection. He had no intention of letting her go to work. He was afraid that she would be tired and what she needed was a good rest.
Before washing up, he made a phone call and ordered takeout for her.
Opening the closet, the suit shirt he changed out of last time was hung in the closet. Even his underwear was folded and placed in the closet. He raised his lips with satisfaction.
After changing her clothes, she stood in front of the bed, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Ruoxi."
"Yeah." She didn't even bother to open her eyes.
"I ordered chicken shredded porridge for you and put it in the thermos. Remember to eat it. If you haven't eaten it when I come back, you have to figure it out yourself." Leng Yan patted her cheek and helped her tuck it.
He knew that this woman was afraid of the cold.
"Did you hear that?" He asked again when he couldn't get an answer from her.
"Yeah." Jiang Ruoxi opened her hazy eyes and nodded.
Seeing her nodding, he left with peace of mind.
Leng Yan drove to the company, and as soon as he walked into the office, Shi Lei walked in, "Boss."
"Well, something's wrong?" Leng Yan sat down on the executive chair in front of his desk. Shi Lei usually wouldn't come to him. Now that he's here, something should be okay.
Shi Lei handed over several newspapers, and a whole page contained photos of him and Jiang Ruoxi embracing each other at Lin Han's fashion show yesterday, including of course Kai Kai.
Leng Yan stroked his forehead, "I didn't expect that today's front page headline would be my gossip." He looked at the big photo with an indifferent expression. The photo was extremely clear, and it was not only in the venue, but also in the venue.
He left with Ruoxi and his son, both of whom had photos. It was obviously for him.
"Boss, do you want to deal with these?" Shi Lei asked.
"Well. Tell the editors-in-chief of these newspapers that if such false reports appear again next time, they will be closed down!" Leng Yan pursed his thin lips.
They wanted reports and gossip, and he had no problem with that, but he couldn't let Ruoxi bear the reputation of being a mistress. It took a lot of effort for her to be willing to accept him again, and of course he wouldn't let these reports make her avoid him again.
She doesn't care whether her identity is that of a mistress. What she cares about is that Ye Zilin has become a sad role in media reports, and she herself will become the source of Ye Zilin's abandonment.
"I understand." Shi Lei stood up and left.
Leng Yan looked at the newspaper and saw that Ye Zilin appeared at the airport with reluctance and sadness on her face. Did she really go abroad? He seriously doubted it.
If he doesn't love, he doesn't love. He will give Ye Zilin time to forget the feelings that have been buried in her heart since she was a child. If she dares to make a fuss about these things and use them to hurt Ruoxi, then he will not condone her.
In a red luxury sports car, Ye Zilin looked at the newspaper in her hand and watched Leng Yan and Jiang Ruoxi embracing each other intimately. Under the big sunglasses, her eyes glowed with a cold light, "Bitch, you are a destroyer."
Others' happy mistresses will not change just because you gave birth to Yan's son."
She got out of the car and stood downstairs in Mingjingyuan. They must have been sweet and affectionate last night when she saw Leng Yan leaving.
She found a passerby and handed the newspaper and a few hundred-dollar bills into his hands, and the newspaper was delivered to the door of Jiang Ruoxi's apartment.
Jiang Ruoxi heard the doorbell in a daze. When she put on her nightgown and walked to the door, she saw no one, only a few newspapers on the ground.
He picked up the newspaper on the ground, turned around and went back to the room. He looked at the report above and just smiled lightly.
He threw the newspaper on the coffee table, dragged his tired body back to the bedroom, and continued to lie in bed.
Leng Yan was busy dealing with official matters all afternoon, until the time to get off work was approaching. He glanced at the mobile phone placed on his desk and frowned. This woman didn't even make a call.
He picked up the coat on the back of the chair, put it on his arm, pressed the internal line, said a few words to the secretary and left the company.
Returning to Mingjing Garden, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw newspapers scattered on the glass coffee table. His eyes became sinister, "Damn it!" Why is this newspaper here? And looking at the scattered appearance, she should also be there.
Saw it.
She strode into the bedroom. On the big bed in the room, her petite body was still wrapped in the silk quilt.
"Ruoxi." He sat down by the bed and reached out to push her messy hair behind her ears.
The person on the bed moved, and then he opened his eyes. He was slightly apprehensive, and he reached out and rubbed his hands, then he saw the man beside the bed clearly, "You're back."
"You haven't gotten up yet?" Leng Yan looked at her tired face.
"Well, tired." Jiang Ruoxi nodded.
"Did you drink the porridge that was placed in the thermos pot in the kitchen?" Leng Yan knew without looking that she must not have moved.
Jiang Ruoxi pursed her lips, "I'm not hungry." She didn't want to move either.
"Where did the newspaper on the coffee table come from?" His voice suddenly became darker, showing his displeasure.
"I don't know who sent it. I went out and opened the door and saw no one." She said it lightly, as if it was nothing to do with her.
Leng Yan looked at her. She didn't seem to be lying. In fact, he was afraid. He was afraid that Jiang Ruoxi would meet Ye Zilin. And according to Ye Zilin's temper and her usual style, Ruoxi, a stupid woman, must have the upper hand.
"Don't read the gossipy newspapers, they are useless." Leng Yan hugged her into his arms.
"Mr. Leng, we are the ones being gossiped about today." She reminded him kindly.
"Well, I just forgot about it!" Leng Yan hummed. He was a step too late, or someone sent the newspaper on purpose.
Jiang Ruoxi raised her head from his arms, "Are you scared?" Her little hands climbed up his handsome face.
"Of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll lose you again." What should he do if he loses her again?
"Leng Yan, do you have no confidence in me or yourself?" Jiang Ruoxi stretched out her arms to hug him back.
His uneasiness, his admission that he was afraid, gave her a little satisfaction. He cared about her. As long as he cared about her, how could she care about some boring reports?
He looked into her slightly cunning black eyes and said, "Ruoxi, shouldn't I have underestimated you?"
This woman, after so many years of hard work and so many years of independence and strength, has changed.
"Yes, you shouldn't underestimate me. I am willing to open up my heart again. I will not give up because of such reports. Absolutely not." She assured him.
Her assurance finally made him feel relieved. He loved Ruoxi the most, and he would never let go of her for the rest of his life.