Considering Ji Wei's status as a celebrity, Leng Yan took her back to her residence before dawn after meeting with the dean to block all news.
Looking at her face as pale as paper, she sighed softly: "If you want to eat something, I'll buy it."
"Yan."
Seeing him getting up, Ji Wei held his wrist and said, "Listen to me about three years ago."
"Are you sure you have the strength to speak now?" Leng Yan took a deep breath and stared at her pale face: "Eat something first."
I don't want to hear it, no, I seem to be afraid of hearing something.
"Can you make some porridge for me? Just like the porridge I made when I was sick before, okay?"
Ji Wei's voice was weak and weak, and her eyes were full of pleading.
Leng Yan looked at her gauze-wrapped hands and closed his eyes.
"Manager Wu, give me assistant Ji Wei's phone number."
Staying in the kitchen, turning down the heat, Leng Yan dialed Wu Weitong's phone number. Soon, the assistant's call would come.
"We'll be there in ten minutes." He looked at the time on his watch and said simply.
I have an important meeting to attend this morning and don't have much time.
"I have a meeting to attend, Xiao Liu, take good care of her. Call Fan Ming and ask him to ask for leave."
When the assistant arrived, Leng Yan came out of the kitchen, handed over the porridge, and explained it along the way.
"Yan, you are always early, why are you late today?" Leng Yan had just left the conference room when Leng Ye's voice came from behind.
"Are you late? I remember that when I came in, there were still five minutes before the meeting started." Leng Yan smiled half-heartedly: "Why did brother suddenly care about my arrival today?"
"I see you don't look good, you look very tired." Leng Ye still wasn't angry. He looked around and smiled gently: "Dad asked me to remind you not to get too close to Ji Wei. Or
You don’t like warmth at all, so let it go.”
"Why should I let go? Who said I don't love her?"
Leng Yan glared at Leng Ye and roared angrily.
He suddenly froze.
like……
It turns out that he can still pronounce this word.
It turned out that, unknowingly, he had true feelings for her...
"Really?" Leng Ye suddenly sneered: "You will fall in love with someone else? You clearly still have Ji Wei in your heart!"
"Brother has too much to do!" Leng Yan glanced at him flatly and walked into the office.
Leng Ye looked at his back with a mocking smile on his lips, feeling a little panicked in his heart.
If you get along with a girl like Wen Nuan for a long time, men will be attracted to her, right?
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Who could it be? Ji Wei?
But how could it be possible? She saw with her own eyes how indifferent Leng Yan was to Ji Wei.
Nuan Nuan was absent-minded all day long, and his brain would always unconsciously think about the phone call Leng Yan answered in the middle of the night.
Watching his master Lin Xue take the bag home, Nuan Nuan bit his lip and dialed Leng Yan's cell phone number. There was a busy sound.
"Drinking? Didn't I tell you to take good care of her?" Leng Yan's forehead veins jumped with anger, and he shouted coldly at the other end of the phone.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Leng. Miss Ji said she wanted to go out to eat something. When we went to the private room to order, she asked me to go to the porridge shop to buy some porridge. When she came back, she had already drank half the bottle." Assistant Ji Wei's voice was timid.