A cup of warm tea was handed into Luo Yan's hand. Leng Yichen sat down gracefully and glanced at her with calm eyes, "Don't you think what happened today is strange? Why did you meet these reporters in front?
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"Uh..." When Luo Yan heard this, her heart suddenly tightened. She raised her head and looked at Leng Yichen in confusion.
Leng Yichen's lips curved into a faint smile, Luo Yan's mind swayed, and she said faintly, "If someone takes advantage of me, of course it will lead to this! Sorry, I made you laugh!"
"I won't laugh at you. As the saying goes, you will gain wisdom after eating for a while. I hope you will be lucky in the future!"
"Thanks!"
"By the way, your clothes..." Leng Yichen's eyes fell on Luo Yan's skirt. She knew that her clothes were disheveled at this time, so she hurriedly wrapped the coat tightly around her body.
Seeing her face turning red, Leng Yichen stood up quickly and said, "Wait for me a moment, I'll be right over!"
Leng Yichen quickly left the suite, leaving Luo Yan sitting alone on the sofa. At this time, she was still frightened by what had just happened, especially those unfamiliar faces and cameras facing her.
When I got up, my body was still shaking uncontrollably.
Who arranged these? How could she not know?
However, if Xu Changqing sent himself to Rong Junlie's bed just to get the bidding project that Zhiyuan Technology wanted, then why was he so stupid and stupid and called so many reporters? This not only embarrassed her, but also
Doesn’t this indirectly affect Rong Junlie’s personal image?
Presumably, Xu Changqing is not really that stupid. He was bumped into by the media. Not to mention that he, Rong Junlie, is not a person who is attracted by women at all. Even if he offends him, there will be no good end!
But why did those reporters come suddenly?
Was it designed by Rong Junlie himself? Just to embarrass her and completely dispel her idea of getting close to him?
It must be so. For a man as conceited and confident as Rong Junlie, it would be strange not to think so!
As I thought about it, the grievances that I had suppressed quietly came to my mind again. Five years later, I am still entangled like this. Everything is the same as before, without any change, and he is already so cold, so arrogant.
Like a high and mighty king.
Leng Yichen came back soon, holding a boutique bag in his hand. Luo Yan looked at him and suddenly blurted out -
"Mr. Leng, are we really such a coincidence today?" she asked, with an obvious temptation in her tone.
Leng Yichen was slightly startled, but still smiled faintly, "What do you think? My company is holding its annual meeting downstairs, and I happened to go back to the room to get something. What if it's not a coincidence?"
"If you don't believe me, look back..." Leng Yichen turned on all the lights in the room, and Luo Yan stood up. What she saw was that there were indeed a lot of files on the desk in the suite, and even the computer was still running.
Neat and neatly ironed suits were also hanging on the clothes rack next to the closet. It seemed that he had indeed stayed here in advance.
Faced with her own caution, Luo Yan apologized with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I..."
"It's normal. I won't mind. I bought you new clothes. You can try them on!"
Taking the bag handed over by Leng Yichen, Luo Yan hesitated for a while, but when she looked up, she saw Leng Yichen's smiling black eyes. Luo Yan pursed her lips and smiled before carrying the bag to the bathroom.
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Leng Yichen exited the room with a smile and stood in the corridor. As he expected, there was a tall figure in the corridor.
"Leng Yichen, were those reporters called just now?"
"An Ling, who else do you think besides me?" Looking in the direction of the next room, Leng Yichen's lips curved into a smile of success.