He always thought that this woman was made of stone. Even when he pushed her to despair two days ago, she rarely cried. He didn't expect that today she would hide in the bathroom alone and cry like this.
"It's nothing, I just missed my mother suddenly." Weiran quickly stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, lowered her head and said.
"Tomorrow, I will take time to accompany you to see her."
Although he felt a little strange, Leng Junyi still breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and walked out together with her.
Being held in his arms, I felt a little uncomfortable, but still obeyed and walked out with him.
What can be done? He is now her financial sponsor. If he is unhappy, she will be the one who suffers.
Thinking of seeing Gu Mei tomorrow, Weiran's mood improved.
Leng Junyi did not take Weiran back to the private room, but took her directly out of the emperor's gate.
Weiran got into Leng Junyi's car, vaguely knowing what would happen next, feeling unspeakably nervous.
The expensive sports car was like an arrow in the lonely night. The further the car drove, the fewer high-rise buildings around it. Finally, the car stopped in an apartment halfway up the mountain.
This apartment is a manor-style villa with an amazingly large area. It has a garden, a swimming pool, and basically all the facilities are available.
Along the way, Leng Junyi didn't speak, and Wei Ran followed him silently. The two of them walked into the luxurious living room, and then walked along the wooden stairs to the bedroom on the second floor.
After Leng Junyi walked into the bedroom, he took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned several buttons on the collar of his shirt, revealing a patch of honey-colored skin.
Wei Ran's body stiffened, and she watched Leng Junyi's every move warily, and then chuckled bitterly. She had already reached this point, what else was she afraid of?
She thought her first time had been taken by him. What was the difference between being bitten once by a mad dog and being bitten many times?
Even though she was thinking this way, Wei Ran still felt a little nervous and bit her lip lightly.
Leng Junyi didn't look at her. He dialed the intercom on the bedside with his slender fingers, and a low and sexy voice sounded in the bedroom: "Aunt Li, make some food."
Weiran breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he didn't want to do that kind of thing.
When Weiran was stunned, Leng Junyi was already sitting on the edge of the bed, gently curling his fingers at Weiran.
Wei Ran slowly walked over and stood beside the bed. Leng Junyi stretched out a hand to rub his temples and said, "Press for me."
He had too many social activities during this period. He had to deal with various things when he was at the company. After work, he was dragged to socialize with various people, which gave him a severe headache.
Weiran walked behind him, put her fingers on his temples and pressed gently.
Weiran had seen some massage fingerings and acupuncture points on the Internet before, and paid attention to the strength when pressing. Leng Junyi felt very comfortable, and the headache gradually disappeared. He gently closed his eyes and enjoyed this
moment.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and a respectful voice came over: "Master Leng, the food is ready, you can start eating."
Leng Junyi opened his eyes, and when he turned to Weiran, his voice was still cold, but not as scary as when he first met, and said: "Go downstairs to eat."
When it came to eating, Wei Ran suddenly remembered that except for breakfast, she hadn't eaten all day.
By now, my stomach was already full of hunger, so I didn't care about being on guard against Leng Junyi, and ran downstairs for a big meal.
Until the two of them returned to the bedroom again, Weiran said to Leng Junyi with some embarrassment: "Well, I'll take a shower first."
She knew that what was supposed to come would always come, so she never thought about delaying time.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Wei Ran looked at the scabbed wound on her collarbone. The cruelty he treated her that night seemed still vivid in her mind.
Weiran put her hands around her shoulders and buried her head deeply in her arms. Although her heart hurt as if someone had stabbed a knife, she never cried.
After taking a bath, Weiran found that there were no pajamas in the bathroom, so she had to take a bath towel, wrap it around her body, and walk out of the bathroom.
Leng Junyi had already finished taking a bath in another bathroom. At this time, he only wore a bath towel around his waist and was topless, revealing a perfect figure that would make all girls drool.
When Weiran saw his appearance, she was a little dazed for a moment. Suddenly she felt the world spinning, but she was picked up by Leng Junyi and thrown onto the bed.
When his body came into contact with the soft sheets, he trembled slightly, and his fingers curled up involuntarily.
Leng Junyi stretched out a hand and gently caressed Wei Ran's bright little face. She was still beautiful without any makeup, just like a pure and attractive jasmine flower.
This woman seemed to have a kind of magical power that could easily make him addicted.
Thinking of that unfulfilled ecstasy, Leng Junyi only felt a heat in his lower abdomen.
Wei Ran lay there quietly, feeling the man's breath getting closer and closer, and finally captured her delicate lips.
His slender fingers untied her bath towel and gently pulled it down, revealing her exquisite body in front of him.
Suddenly entering, the tearing feeling came over again, Wei Ran felt like every breath was painful.
In the torture of pain, time stretched out minute by minute. After an unknown amount of time, Weiran finally lost her strength and fell asleep.
--------------------- Early the next morning, when Wei Ran woke up, the sun was already very dazzling, and there was no figure of Leng Junyi on the large bed.
Weiran climbed out of bed with some difficulty, wanting to go to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
Every step I took, there was a tearing pain between my legs, as if I was walking on the tip of a knife.
Beast!
Weiran cursed him secretly, and finally went into the bathroom holding on to the wall. After taking a shower, she randomly found some clothes in the closet and put them on before going downstairs.
"Miss Ye is awake, breakfast is ready." Aunt Li greeted Weiran cordially.
At the large dining table, Leng Junyi was reading a financial newspaper leisurely. When he saw Weiran coming over, he put the newspaper aside and said, "Hurry up and eat. Let's go together after dinner."
"Where to go?" Weiran once again showed a wary expression.
Seeing Wei Ran's wariness towards him, Leng Junyi was slightly unhappy. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I originally wanted to take you to see your mother, but if you don't want to, forget it.
"
Weiran thought of what he said last night, and it turned out that he didn't say it casually.
"No, I'm very willing." Weiran smiled quickly at him, looking well-behaved.
Weiran hates her current despicable appearance, but what can be done?
Who lets the thing she cares about most be held in his hand?
Gu Mei's current nursing home is in City A, and the environment is much better than the one Weiran found before. Gu Mei is still in the special care ward, with dedicated nurses taking care of her.
"Mom, I'm here to see you." Weiran walked into the ward gently and walked to Gu Mei, who was sitting in a daze on the bed.
Leng Junyi leaned at the door and watched all this, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Who would have thought that Gu Mei, who had been sitting quietly on the hospital bed, suddenly screamed when she saw Weiran approaching, then pointed at Weiran and shouted: "Who are you, who are you..."
"Mom, I am your daughter." Tears welled up from her eyes in an instant. Wei Ran bit her lips tightly and tried to speak softly.
"No, you are not my daughter, no..." Gu Mei became even more excited and stretched out her hand to scratch Wei Ran's face.
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