Leng Yan's hand was still raised in the air, "Someone struck before me." After speaking, he gently lowered his big hand and gently touched her face, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Ruoxi looked at him in surprise. There was unconcealable exhaustion on his face. Was he angry? Shouldn't he yell at her loudly? Shouldn't he scold her? Only such a man looks like him. Is the coldness in front of him still coldness?
"Why don't you speak?" Leng Yan said calmly, "It hurts so much that you can't speak? Huh?"
"No, it doesn't hurt." Jiang Ruoxi said what she meant, but there was still burning pain on the left side of her face.
Leng Yan lowered his head slightly and looked at her, "Then do you have anything to say to me?"
Jiang Ruoxi pulled his hand away, "Do you want to ask about this?" Her bright eyes looked at the magazine on the coffee table. The portraits of the two people on the cover looked shocking and conspicuous.
Leng Yan sat down on the sofa and stared at the magazine with his deep eyes, "You bought so many copies, are you going to keep them as souvenirs?" His gentleness had long since disappeared, and his tone returned to his usual calmness.
"This is not true! This is just a misunderstanding." Jiang Ruoxi looked at him and denied what was in the magazine.
"Tsk, tsk, such an intimate move is not a misunderstanding at all?" Leng Yan reached out and picked up the magazine and looked at it carefully.
Jiang Ruoxi looked at him with a look of disbelief, "When I say a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, whether you believe it or not, I have nothing else to say."
"Do you explain this attitude?" Leng Yan threw the magazine in his hand into the trash can and looked up at Jiang Ruoxi, who was still standing next to the sofa.
"I'm telling the truth." Jiang Ruoxi frowned and spoke with some difficulty. She was tired enough and she had no energy to say anything else.
Leng Yan took her hand and with a little force, Jiang Ruoxi sat on the sofa, "Facts are about evidence. Who would believe what you, a client, say!"
"I also said, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, my explanation is meaningless anyway, isn't it?" Jiang Ruoxi looked at him, was he taking the opportunity to embarrass her now? She was already mentally prepared, whatever he did
She said it didn't matter.
Leng Yan chuckled softly and said, "You are still so justified in what you did. Are you still justified?" Since she is so capable and ambitious, he should stand by and watch to see if she can solve it?
"What do you want? You came back just to see my jokes, right? It's up to you." After Jiang Ruoxi finished speaking, she walked into the bedroom.
Leng Yan looked at her slender back and disappeared at the door. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call, "Shi Lei, help me get rid of all these media. I don't want to see anything about Jiang Ruoxi tomorrow."
and Lei Yuting’s report.” Then he hung up the phone, looked at the coffee table and saw that there were several books on it, lit a cigarette, and smoked it one puff at a time, the smoke he exhaled filled his vision.
Jiang Ruoxi squatted beside the bed, hugging her knees with her hands, her eyes lost color, and just sat quietly like this. Maybe she was too tired, maybe she wanted to escape for a short time, and she fell into a light sleep.
Until Leng Yan walked into the bedroom, he saw Jiang Ruoxi squatting on the floor, turning on the crystal chandelier in the room, lighting up the room, standing next to her, looking at the still red and swollen left side of her face, her stubbornness and pride
It made him angry, but he still restrained himself from getting angry at her. Why? Was it because of the red fingerprints on her face? Or was it just a misunderstanding that she had just rushed to deny to herself?
With a wry smile, he took a step forward, picked her up, and placed her gently on the bed. Looking at her frown and the haggard look on her face, was she worried? Even if she was worried, it wasn't because of her?
As soon as he stood up and turned around, his arm was held by a small hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this is not true." The small voice reached his ears. Leng Yan turned around, only to see that she was still there.
She closed her eyes tightly, opened and closed her pink lips and muttered in her sleep, saying sorry all the time.
Leng Yan gently broke away her little hand and covered her with the quilt. After looking at her, he got up and walked into the kitchen. After taking the ice pack, he returned to the bedroom. Looking at Jiang Ruoxi's eyes with tears, he felt deep in his heart.
There was a moment of soft-heartedness somewhere in her, and she took the ice pack in her hand and placed it on her cheek.
A cold feeling woke up Jiang Ruoxi, who was sleeping. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw the handsome face close at hand. Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and her deep eyes were looking at her tightly, "You, what are you doing?"
Jiang Ruoxi reflexively waved away his hand, and the ice bag fell on the big bed.
"What do you think I will do?" Leng Yan glanced at her, picked up the ice pack, "Apply it yourself!"
Jiang Ruoxi hesitated for a moment and took the ice pack, "Thank you!"
"There's no need to say thank you to me. I'm not doing it for you. I don't want you to appear in front of my parents tomorrow with half of your face swollen. I won't be someone else's scapegoat, understand?" She opened her thin lips lightly and said coldly.
Said.
That's right! She shouldn't say thank you at all, this man is simply a selfish guy! No matter what he does, it's only for himself.
Jiang Ruoxi turned away and applied the ice pack in her hand to her face.
The deep night seemed even quieter, with only a few faint rays of moonlight reflecting on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Early in the morning, Leng Yan drove to the Leng family villa. The car parked in the garage, but Jiang Ruoxi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, still didn't get out of the car. Leng Yan glanced at her and said, "We're all here.
How long can you hide?" There was a bit of ridicule in his tone.
Jiang Ruoxi pursed her lips, opened the door and got out of the car. The two of them walked along the garden path one after another and walked into the hall. Leng Jingcheng and Wang Xiuqin were sitting on the sofa in the living room. As soon as Sister-in-law Li saw
He came in and greeted him, "Master, Mistress, you are back."
"Dad, Mom, we are back." Jiang Ruoxi stood beside the sofa and said softly.
Leng Jingcheng put down the newspaper in his hand, "It'll be good when you get back, Sister-in-law Li, prepare breakfast."
Wang Xiuqin just glanced at them, said nothing, and helped Leng Jingcheng into the restaurant.
Although there were both Chinese and Western breakfasts, everyone seemed to have little appetite and only ate a little.
In the living room, four people were sitting on the sofa. Sister-in-law Li made four cups of tea and placed them in front of them before retreating. No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the living room was condensed.
"Dad, that matter was a misunderstanding. In fact, it was..." Jiang Ruoxi hesitated for a long time before speaking, but was interrupted by Wang Xiuqin in the middle of her sentence.
"Ruoxi, you are already the young mistress of the Leng family. You also know that our Leng family is famous not only in the country, but also in the world. Look at the trouble you have caused, you have not brought shame on our Leng family.
"?" As he spoke, he took out the magazine placed in the drawer under the coffee table, "Let's see what you look like!"
Jiang Ruoxi moved her eyes to the magazine, and her heart trembled slightly. What was she expecting? Was she expecting them to know nothing? How could that be possible?