Wen Nuan was watching Tong Xi filming intently, and her phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out and saw that it was a text message from Leng Yan, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise. She typed a few lines with her fingers and sent it:
"I finished my work ahead of schedule, and now I'm watching Xixi filming on the set. Is anything wrong?"
After coming out of the Leng Group building, Leng Yan sat in the car and glanced at the text message Nuan Nuan had just sent, a smile flashed in his peach blossom eyes.
Are you on the set? It seems like there is no need to go to the MT to pick him up. The couple can just return home after a while.
He happened to be going to do some things near the park where the studio is located, and planned to take a detour through MT when he came back. He didn't finish lunch with her at noon, nor did he send her back. After dealing with the company's affairs in the afternoon, he was thinking about it.
How to make amends.
Buy her a bouquet of flowers. He has never bought her a bouquet of flowers since they got married. It’s really embarrassing to think about it now.
"Sir, what flowers do you want? Who should you give it to? I can give you some reference." As soon as I stepped into a flower shop, the clerk immediately greeted me warmly.
Leng Yan frowned slightly.
Except for Ji Wei, he had never given flowers to a woman. At that time, every Valentine's Day, like other boys, he would prepare a rose to give to the woman he loved. He clearly remembered Ji Wei's sparkling eyes when he gave her a rose.
It is filled with splendor and happiness.
She also said that she wanted him to send flowers until they were both old and toothless. She also said that roses were too expensive, so she didn’t need to send too many, just one every Valentine’s Day. It meant that she was his only one...
past……
Leng Yan frowned.
The vows I made have long since been gently blown away by the wind of time and my love for her. I can't go back to the past...
"Sir, may I ask who you want to send flowers to?" The clerk introduced several kinds of flowers in a nonstop manner, but when he didn't get a reaction from Leng Yan, he stopped and asked in a low voice.
"Give it to my wife." Thinking of the warm and pretty little face, how it behaved when receiving his flowers, the slightly stern face was now overflowing with tenderness.
The past cannot be recalled. Cherish the present. The girl who is on the set has inadvertently broken into his life and has disturbed his heart. I like to see her smiling face, and she will be on the street without any worries.
He laughed apprehensively, like when she said to him, "Yan, I love you."
What I like even more is that she rarely speaks, but as long as she opens her lips, it will turn into a gentle word that wraps around her fingers: Husband.
He is her husband and she is his wife.
The ordinary names in the world are the most romantic in his opinion. Even if he mentions these two words to a strange shop assistant, he will feel a kind of calm and warm happiness.
"What kind of flowers does Madam like?" The clerk still had a smile on his face, and he was very excited.
He was such a handsome man, and he had such a good temperament. She liked him from the bottom of her heart from the moment he walked in. However, she just appreciated that kind of love. Some of the people who bought flowers in this store were not buying them for their girlfriends.
So when facing handsome guys, everyone just acts like a nymphomaniac.
Moreover, it is said that handsome men are spendthrifts. Gradually, she has long lost interest in handsome men.
However, what she saw in front of her still attracted her attention. Especially when he said the word "wife", he was wearing a black shirt and clearly reflected his cold style, but at this time he was like a gentle and infatuated prince.
Fascinating.
She really wanted to call her boyfriend over and let him learn from Leng Yan's tenderness.
What kind of flowers does Nuannuan like?
It was a very simple question that stumped Leng Yan. Before entering the flower shop, he just wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers on a whim, but he didn't know what she liked.
Leng Yan rubbed his nose and felt a little embarrassed: "What kind of flowers do most women like?"
He wanted to give Nuan Nuan a call, but he also wanted to give him a romantic surprise. After thinking about it, he decided to follow the clerk's introduction this time and choose something that everyone would like. This way he would not make a wrong choice.
"Most people like it?" The clerk frowned and looked at him, and the good impression in his heart was reduced by a few points.
I thought I was a man who loves his wife dearly, but he doesn’t even know what kind of flowers his lover likes? Alas, in this regard, he is really not as good as her boyfriend. At least what he likes to eat and what colors he likes,
We all know it clearly.
"Oh, I don't know much about romance, and I have never given my wife flowers or anything. Please introduce her to me."
Leng Yan's smile was a little awkward.
What a dereliction of duty, he deserves to be despised. Even he is complaining about himself, because he cares too little about warmth.
"That's it." The clerk smiled and pointed to the bright roses: "Just give me roses. It's a bit vulgar, but no woman can resist its charm. After all, it's a symbol of love."
Leng Yan looked at the roses and smiled softly: "Okay, wrap a bunch for me.
Let it be vulgar, at least it can express the love in his heart. I hope Nuannuan will like it after seeing it.
After carrying the flowers out, Leng Yan opened the trunk and put them in. Looking at the roses lying quietly in the trunk, his deep eyes were filled with a tender smile.
Nuannuan, you will like it, right?
Leng Ye just met with a wealthy American businessman who he met in the United States and happened to be visiting N city. When he came out of the coffee shop, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes when he saw Leng Yan's car parked in front of the flower shop.
Eyes, the car stopped on the side of the road. He saw Leng Yan coming out holding a bouquet of roses. The bright red color hurt his eyes.
Roses, the roses that represent love, are meant for warmth.
Sparks of jealousy arose in his heart, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his brows suddenly furrowed.
From the moment he learned the name Leng Yan, he felt extreme rejection in his heart. Although Leng Siyuan treated him ten times better than Leng Yan, even though Leng Yan naturally called him brother after entering the Leng family.
.However, to him, this is just a kind of irony.
The Leng Group can only belong to him. He hates it when Leng Siyuan's so-called youngest son suddenly appears in the middle and takes a piece of it.
Especially when he thought of what his mother said to him before she died, this feeling of disgust turned into deep hatred. However, he was better at pretending and acted like a good son in front of the old man, which made him always treat Leng Yan very well.
He was cold, and he was the only one who felt the most pain in my heart.
He vowed to keep all the good things for himself. He tried his best to behave in front of Leng Siyuan, but Leng Yan, who could never learn what it means to be weak, became more and more angry when faced with Leng Siyuan's unfair treatment.
The more you play, the worse. Over time, in addition to Leng Yan's outstanding performance in business, Leng Siyuan had to entrust him with important responsibilities for the sake of his own interests. In other places, he protected this eldest son in every possible way, and because of his concern for his deceased wife
Feeling guilty, he would agree to almost all his requests and never force him to do anything he didn't like.
He always thought that what Leng Yan could get was just something he disdained. But after seeing Wen Nuan, he realized that... he had miscalculated.
He fell in love with such a beautiful girl at first sight. But her identity made him embarrassed.
She is the woman he likes, but she is his brother's wife.
He can take anything away without even frowning. However, he has to treat this matter carefully.
He wanted to get warmth, but he didn't want to bear the crime of robbing his sister-in-law. After seeing that Leng Yan didn't like warmth, he had been waiting for Leng Yan to file for divorce when he couldn't bear it anymore.
He had always had confidence, but now, this confidence gradually disappeared. Especially after seeing Leng Yan falling in love with Wen Nuan bit by bit, he felt less and less confident.
**
"Why are you crying? Who bullied you?" The princess played by Tong Xi walked in the direction of Ji Wei. In the corridor not far from the pavilion, there was the sound of a woman sobbing. It was clear that the other party was a concubine of the emperor's brother Xina.
After becoming the concubine and her best friend in childhood, she frowned tightly and asked quickly like a machine gun: "What happened? Who bullied you? Is it my imperial brother?"
The concubine stopped crying, pointed to the pavilion where Ji Wei was, and burst into tears again: "The emperor stayed at my place for a long time yesterday, which annoyed her. He said some unpleasant words in front of many maids.
, saying that I am a medicine person... You also know that I have been in poor health since I was a child..."
"I'll go find her to settle the score!"
Tong Xi took a breath and walked towards Ji Wei's direction with an angry look on his face.
Although she had never received any professional acting experience, her aggressive performance at this time was completely inspired by her feelings. She seemed to see that Nuan Nuan was being annoyed by her, and her pace quickened a bit, and there were faint blue veins twitching on her forehead.
Wen Nuan stood at the pavilion, watching her angrily coming, and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
Xixi is giving a true performance this time, and it is perfect for her to play such a powerful woman. She has been jokingly called a flower vase by the crew before, and this time it should change their impression.
After all, the anger on her face didn't look artificial at all, she was truly feeling it.
However, I don't know why, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart.
The phone vibrated again, no longer a text message, but the sound of an incoming call. She picked it up, looked at the number, and lowered her voice: "Yan."
"Are you still on set?" Leng Yan parked his car in the park, opened the trunk, looked at the still beautiful roses, smiled and closed the lid.
I'd better send her off when she comes out. It feels a little weird to go in with a bouquet of flowers now.
"Here I am, waiting for Xixi's play to finish before leaving. Yan, is it okay if you ask me to go back early?" Wen Nuan asked in a low voice.
Leng Yan had already walked towards the studio. Hearing her soft and deliberately lowered voice, a smile spread across his lips. He wanted to tell her that he was here too. However, when the words came to his lips, they turned into three simple words.
Words: "Miss you."
It was said very softly and naturally, but the soft emotions seemed to be integrated into it.
**
There are still more than 40 pieces left to reach 400 gold medals. If we can reach this number before 12 o'clock, Guoguo will definitely fulfill his promise and get 15,000 gold medals.