The cold words froze the expectation on Jian Yao's face. He pursed his lips angrily and stood up lazily, "Okay, I'll go see if dinner is ready!"
He opened the study door and was startled.
"Wenxin? Why are you here?"
Rong Li naturally heard his exclamation. He was still looking at the documents without raising his eyelids. The soundproofing in the study was excellent, so she would not hear anything at all.
Wen Xin was standing outside the study, holding a plate in her hand. She was about to knock on the door, but the door suddenly opened. A trace of surprise flashed through her big eyes. She pursed her lower lip and replied with a slight smile: "I
Bring the steamed dumplings to Rong Li, they won’t taste good when they’re cold.”
Jian Yao lowered his eyes and glanced at the fragrant snacks on the plate. He put away the hidden coldness in his eyes. He patted her shoulder nonchalantly and smiled: "Come in, I'm already hungry!"
Jian Yao's words contained ambiguous ridicule, but unfortunately, the simple girl did not understand.
She nodded, looked calm, and entered the study room with a little slowness. Jian Yao closed the door softly.
It gets dark relatively early after winter, and night gradually falls outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The imported Swarovski crystal lamp hanging in the study room illuminates the room brightly. Rong Li is sitting on a black handmade leather chair, with extraordinary handsome features and a kingly aura.
Coming out, arrogant and noble.
Wenxin walked over slowly, put down the plate, and said in a thin, soft voice, "Rongli, Aunt Qiao said that dinner will have to wait for a while, so you can have some of this first."
There are eight steamed dumplings in the smooth white porcelain plate. They are the signature dim sum of top restaurants. Each steamed dumpling is made as if it is a work of art. It is small and exquisite. It is very appetizing at first sight. The hot aroma is even more exciting for the taste buds.
Ready to move.
"Did you buy it?" Rong Li stared at her, and the light shone into his dark eyes, turning into shimmering light.
"Ah?" She was slightly startled at first, then nodded without denying it, "Hmm... Well, Jian Yao said you like this very much, so I bought a copy."
As a thank you, even though a small snack is insignificant in your eyes.
She added in her mind.
Rong Li put down the documents, raised his eyes to look at her, and said with a magnetic voice, "Come here."
Receiving the gesture from his eyes, a blush flashed between Wen Wen's brows. She hesitantly stretched out her hand, Rong Li took it and brought her into his arms with a little force.
Sitting on the man's lap, the familiar fresh breath immediately surrounded her. In such an intimate posture, her warm cheeks were steaming, and her tender little ears were dyed crimson.
"What did you do today?" His lips lingered beside her ear, and his warm breath made her body tense.
Wen Xin put her hands on his shoulders and replied cautiously: "I went to watch a movie with Jian Yao, and then he invited me to eat."
"happy?"
"It's... not bad."
Holding her in his arms, Rong Li could naturally feel the warm tension. He brushed her hair away from her shoulders, revealing the graceful side of her neck. Her ivory white skin was as lustrous as the finest jade.
"Ah——!" Wenxin shouted softly.
He actually bit her again!
"Does it hurt?" Rong Li kissed her cheek, his voice seemed to be full of love.
Wen Xin felt a chill running down her spine, "No... no."
Indeed, he didn't bite her hard.
Rong Li narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was gentle, and his gentle tone was like whispering to his lover: "Remember to be obedient in the future, you know?"
He was used to controlling the overall situation. Although today was Jian Yao's idea, Wen Xin followed Jian Yao out without even asking his opinion, which made Rong Li very dissatisfied.
Wen Xin was startled, her watery eyes fixed on the man's handsome face. She had always been afraid to look directly into Rong Li's eyes, which were too cold and too dangerous. At this moment, he was looking at her, his black eyes as deep as a cold pool.
She understood what he meant by "obedient".
"...I will never go out casually from now on." She lowered her eyes slightly, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Yes, very good." Rong Li stroked her soft hair, satisfied with her intelligence.
It seemed like a tender scene, but Wen Wen only felt a little depressed. Her eyes passed over the snacks on the table, and she said softly: "Rong Li, you should eat first. The taste will not be good if it cools down."
As she spoke, she wanted to get up, but Rong Li had no intention of letting go.
Wen Xin looked at him puzzledly, his black and white eyes were moist. Rong Li picked up the chopsticks, picked up a fragrant little dumpling and fed it to her mouth.
In this case, it is obvious that she needs to be fed.
Wen Xin's face was slightly warm, and under his gaze, she bit the bullet and opened her mouth to eat the dumplings.
Although the dumplings were smaller than usual, it was a bit difficult for Wen Xin to put them into her mouth in one bite. She looked at Rong Li with her mouth bulging, like a little squirrel eating, dumb and cute.
.
The delicious soup flowed into the mouth, and the taste buds enjoyed it. Wen Xin ate one. After a pause, she asked him: "Don't you want to eat it?"
Rong Li raised the corners of his lips slightly, making his stern face look softer. He kissed her lips and praised: "It tastes good."
Four words, full of ambiguity.
Wen Xin felt like there was a deer jumping around in her heart, which disturbed her so much that she didn't even know what to say.
Rong Li continued to feed her with a calm expression.
Wen Wen had no choice but to open her mouth obediently. In fact, she really liked this snack, it tasted great.
One feeds and the other eats, and the atmosphere is extremely harmonious.
Her dark eyes were staring at Rong Li, and Wen Xin suddenly frowned, because she realized that the two of them were now like a father and daughter: the father held his little daughter and fed her tenderly.
"Cough cough cough..." By accident, she was choked by the shock of what she had just thought, and her face turned red from coughing.
Seeing this, Rong Li hurriedly handed her the coffee on the table. Wen Wen held the cup in both hands and took a sip hastily. The bitterness of the black coffee suddenly poured into his mouth.
"Well...it's so painful." She stuck out her tongue and wrinkled her pretty face.
"Who told you to be so stupid?" Rong Li rubbed the top of her hair with his big hand and spoke softly.
Wen Xin stopped coughing, and stared at him with misty eyes, looking pitiful.
"Still uncomfortable?" Rong Li asked.
Wen Xin shook her head, and then nodded. Her throat was still a little uncomfortable. Rong Li held the coffee cup and handed it to her mouth. As she drank, she stared at him with her reddish eyes, feeling all kinds of emotions in her heart.
She really couldn't understand this man. One second, he was so cold and scary, but the next second, his care and protection could make her feel warm...
A very contradictory feeling.
******
The Rong family mansion.
The pink girl's room was exquisite and gorgeous. Rong Peipei was sitting on the bed, holding a tablet in her hand. She was reading information about warmth, her livid face distorted her beauty.
The door opened, and a middle-aged lady walked in. When she saw Rong Peipei, she walked over and asked with concern: "Peipei, are you in a bad mood today? You haven't even eaten dinner."
Rong Peipei raised her head, her eyes were cold, she gritted her teeth and said: "Mom, do you know that my brother has a woman?"
Yao Wanfang raised her eyebrows slightly, elegantly and dignifiedly, "Well, I heard someone mentioned that she is still a college student."
Last time at Pei Ruoya's engagement party, so many pairs of eyes saw Rong Li and Wen Wen together, and anyone with a little bit of intelligence could guess that they have a close relationship. And this kind of gossip is what rich ladies like the most, so how could Yao Wanfang do this?
I don't know.
Hearing this, Rong Peipei's eyes flashed with anger, and she asked loudly: "Then why didn't you tell me?"
Yao Wanfang frowned slightly as her daughter yelled in front of her. Although she was nearly forty years old, her carefully maintained face was still beautiful. Her long hair was pulled into a delicate bun, and she was as graceful and noble as a blooming peony.
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"Your brother is playing with women, what do you want to do?" She said with a slightly cold face and a half-smile.
One word was like a soft knife, and Rong Peipei was filled with anger and was instantly engulfed in his chest.
Yao Wanfang rubbed the bright and luxurious diamond ring on the ring finger of her left hand and said coldly: "Pei Pei, have you forgotten everything I warned you? Rong Li is your brother. No matter how many women are around him, you shouldn't bother him.
!”
Rong Peipei threw away the tablet with one hand, his eyes seemed to pop out, "Rong Li is not me..."
"Shut up!" Yao Wanfang stopped her words with a sharp shout, "Rong Peipei, if you want to continue to be your daughter, please keep your mouth shut, and remember your identity clearly. You are
The second young lady of the Rong family, Rong Li’s younger sister!”
The ferocious look between her brows frightened Rong Peipei. In her memory, Yao Wanfang rarely got angry.
She shrank her shoulders, her aura obviously weakened, but she still refused to give in, "Mom, are you going to let that bitch Wen Xin stay by your brother's side?"
She was not even qualified to go to that villa, so why could she live in it because it was so warm?! Just imagining the scene of them together made Rong Peipei unbearably jealous.
Taking the tablet that was thrown to the corner of the bed, a charming little face came into view. Yao Wanfang narrowed her eyes, and sarcasm overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "Tsk, your brother is quite good at picking the most beautiful school belle at Ningcheng University. We thought before
He has no interest in women."
"Mom!" Rong Peipei's long voice was filled with resentment, "Do you really not care?"
Yao Wanfang's graceful and beautiful face flashed with coldness, "Control? Do you think I can control Rongli?"
Nowadays, Rong Shunian is still the chairman of Huanyu in name, but everyone knows that Rong Li is the one who really holds the power. In other words, even Rong Shunian may not be able to interfere with what Rong Li wants to do. Yao Wanfang
Even less qualified to point fingers!
His eyelids twitched, Rong Peipei said angrily: "If brother really likes that warmth, wouldn't I have to call her sister-in-law in the future? Mom, are you willing?"
With one sentence, she directly asked Yao Wanfang's innermost thoughts.
Although others outside would respectfully call her Mrs. Rong, she and Rong Shunian were not married at all. This fact was known to the outside world and had always been Yao Wanfang's worry.
The name is not justified, and when Rong Shunian dies in the future, who knows how Rong Li will treat her?