"I have never forgotten what you said. I also acted calmly with you and accompanied you back to the villa. What else do you want? Do you want me to go downstairs and tell Dad now that everything between the two of us is the same?
It's fake, everything is a lie, and then, is it okay to ask him to let me leave the Leng family?" Jiang Ruoxi was angry, was she angry with him? Angry at his cynicism, angry at his repeated misunderstandings?
When did she start to become so angry because of Leng Yan?
"Are you threatening me?" Leng Yan looked at the tears in her eyes, and there was actually a trace of unnoticeable distress welling up from the deepest part of her heart.
Jiang Ruoxi looked away, "No! I'm just telling the truth."
"Oh? Does that mean you feel aggrieved?" Leng Yan reached out and touched her face, making her face him.
Jiang Ruoxi stretched out her hand to pull away his hand, but her small hand seemed weak when placed on his strong wrist.
"I want to rest." Jiang Ruoxi neither admitted nor denied it. She just lowered her eyes and did not look at him.
Leng Yan looked at her long curled eyelashes, forming a fan-shaped shadow. The two of them stopped talking. After a long time, he let go of her.
When Jiang Ruoxi looked up, she saw Leng Yan's back. He had already walked into the study.
She put her hand on her chest and took a deep breath. She thought he would lose his temper or desperately want her, because he wanted her to understand what her duty was.
Jiang Ruoxi turned around and sat on the sofa. However, when she looked at the moonlight outside the window, it was covered with a thin layer of mist. The next second, her cheeks became wet, and two lines of clear tears fell silently.
What is she sad about? For him? Or for herself?
Leng Yan sat in the study, held a video conference for several hours, closed the black business notebook on the desk, sunk his stalwart body into the large leather swivel chair, and closed his eyes slightly.
The mobile phone on the desk made a buzzing sound. He opened his eyes and took the mobile phone. He looked at the name on the screen, raised the corner of his lips, swiped his long finger and answered the phone, "Why are you so late?"
Are you still awake?" There was a hint of concern in his tone.
Ye Zilin on the other end of the phone was holding a mobile phone in one hand and a goblet in the other, with a charming smile on her face and a slight pout on her red lips, "Yan, I can't sleep without you." She never concealed it.
Her dependence on him.
"Zilin, it's very late now." Leng Yan looked at the time and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.
"Then you haven't slept yet!" Ye Zilin said displeasedly, "You work so late every time, and your body is going to be overwhelmed."
Leng Yan chuckled softly, "With you caring so much about me and taking care of me so much, how could anything happen to me?"
"Doesn't she care about you? You work so late, and doesn't she stay with you?" Ye Zilin asked tentatively as she took a sip of the red wine in her glass.
"What's wrong? Do you want her to care about me?" Leng Yan asked softly, "Are you jealous because I didn't go back at night?"
Ye Zilin pursed her lips lightly, "No way! It's legitimate for her to care about you, but I can't."
"I still don't admit that I'm jealous." Leng Yan stood up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the window at the silent night outside.
"Okay, I admit that I'm jealous, okay?" Ye Zilin said with a smile. She admitted the deepest emotion in her heart, and there was nothing wrong with it.
As long as Leng Yan is by Jiang Ruoxi's side, she will not be happy, she will be very unhappy.
"I will accompany you tomorrow." Leng Yan said with a smile.
"Really?" Ye Zilin's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, "Don't you need to stay with her in the villa? Tomorrow is the weekend." Of course she wants him to accompany her, she wants to take up all his time.
"Don't you want me to accompany you? Forget it." Leng Yan said this deliberately.
As soon as Ye Zilin on the other end of the phone heard Leng Yan say forget it, she hurriedly said, "No, no, you must accompany me tomorrow. I haven't played tennis in a long time. Please accompany me and you are not allowed to talk."
Let’s be honest!”
"Well, you can do whatever you want." Leng Yan had no objection. Now he needed to relax and vent. For what reason, he himself didn't know.
"Great, Yan, what should I do? I will be so happy that I can't sleep at night." Ye Zilin said coquettishly. Of course, what made her even more happy was that even in the early morning, Leng Yan was working alone instead of accompanying Jiang Ruoxi.
By her side, sharing the bed with her, and lingering with her.
Listening to her pleasant voice, Leng Yan's mood became very good, and his fatigue was swept away. "Go to bed quickly. I don't want to see you appearing in front of me with a pair of panda eyes tomorrow."
"I know, I'm going to sleep now, and you can't work anymore." Ye Zilin smiled proudly. It turned out that no matter where others were, his heart was with her, and that was enough.
Leng Yan put away his mobile phone and walked out of the study. The bedroom was still dimly lit. He frowned and walked in. He was surprised to see Jiang Ruoxi still leaning on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms, and the original pair of
Her bright eyes looked out the window without any focus.
"Why are you up so late and sitting on the sofa?" Leng Yan said unhappily. Or was this her usual style? She wanted to win his sympathy? concern? or something else?
As soon as Jiang Ruoxi heard his voice, she stood up from the sofa and said, "Are you done?"
"Let me ask you, what are you doing sitting on the sofa so late?" Leng Yan was very unhappy when she saw that she had changed the subject, and repeated it loudly, which seemed even louder in the silent night.
As he spoke, he had already stepped forward to stand in front of her. Before she could react, she was hugged tightly in his arms. The pillow between them was blocked by Jiang Ruoxi's arms.
"I'm waiting for you." Jiang Ruoxi whispered.
"Wait for me?" Leng Yan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep magnetic voice. He then reached out and took away the pillow that was between the two of them. He threw it away and the pillow landed firmly on the sofa.
"What are you waiting for me to do? You still can't sleep without me?" A wicked smile appeared on his handsome face, and his thin lips uttered softly.
"No, no, it's not." Jiang Ruoxi listened to his words, and she wanted to retreat from his arms.
"What is that?" The more she tried to pull away, the tighter he held her, denying her any chance to escape.
Jiang Ruoxi stopped struggling and glanced at him, looking at a porcelain cup placed on the table nearby, "Then, that..."
Leng Yan followed her gaze and turned his head.
"Mom said you were working very hard, so she asked me to make ginseng tea for you." Jiang Ruoxi took the opportunity to break away from him, walked quickly to the table, and picked up the cup. "I saw that you were busy, so I didn't bother you.
Drink now!" She handed the cup to him.
Leng Yan's eyes swept over the cup, but he didn't reach out to take it.
"Oh, it's cold. How about I give it to you again!" Jiang Ruoxi retracted her hand and was about to turn around and walk out of the room, but was held back by Leng Yan.
"I don't need it, or do you think I need to drink it?" Leng Yan raised his lips lightly with a bad smile on his face.