Lang Run spoke emphatically, looking across the large oval conference table in the conference room and meeting the old man's gaze. He took Zhen Nuanyang's hand, turned around and strode towards the door of the conference room.
Zhen Nuanyang was pulled by his big hand and followed him. She had no chance to speak as she was already pulled out of the conference room quickly by him.
With the sound of the conference room door closing heavily behind her, Zhen Nuanyang turned around in a quick step and saw the cold face of Mr. Lang sitting in the conference hall through the other half of the door that was still wide open.
Her face and eyes followed her, and the coldness sent a chill down her spine. She turned her face away very quickly. In the corridor where crisp footsteps echoed, she quickened her pace, for fear that she would not be able to keep up.
His steps.
It wasn't until the two of them entered the elevator, and the moment the elevator/door closed, that Zhen Nuanyang felt a chill in the hand holding her hand tightly, and the palm of her hand was ice cold.
"Arun!" Zhen Nuanyang's voice was as low as a whisper because she raised her face and saw his cold expression. The half of the face that came into view was frighteningly cold, and the fingers that were holding her wrist became abnormal.
The skin on her wrist was stiff and painful as it was pulled. Her wrist was numb with pain, but she did not dare to cry out. She just used a low voice to try to bring his thoughts back.
"I'm fine! Ah Run!" Zhen Nuanyang tried to wake up the people around her, but he didn't look good. He called her twice but didn't respond to her. Her heart tightened slightly, and she was about to reach out and hold his finger to tell him.
Don't worry, he pulled her hard and pushed her into his arms.
With such force, Zhen Nuanyang's face hit his hard chest, and then she heard the sound of his heart beating violently. He didn't speak, but lowered his head and buried it in her shoulder.
, and slowly tightened the person in his arms.
Zhen Nuanyang could feel his abnormal emotions at this time. She learned from Shang Qingwen that Langrun narrowly escaped death when he was ten years old and was autistic for five years after he was ten years old. Perhaps now he can communicate with others.
Normal communication, but according to Zhen Nuanyang's observation, there are not many people who can get close to him. Even in the large Lang family, except for the old man and Aunt Lang, others only have awe of him. In terms of true closeness,
, very few.
His current state as an adult is unapproachable, so how did he spend those five years before he was fifteen?
Isolate yourself from this world, don’t talk, don’t communicate, don’t cry, laugh or make trouble.
He like that——
Zhen Nuanyang's nose was slightly sore as she was lying on his chest. At this moment, she just followed her thoughts and thought of the autistic boy Aunt Lang mentioned, who stayed in her room all day long and sat on the wicker chair on the balcony.
No matter how much people around him laughed and talked, they remained silent and stared blankly into the distance.
He like that——
It’s really distressing!
Every time he thinks of the lonely young man deep in his heart, and of his blurry figure sitting there alone, Zhen Nuanyang wishes he could imagine that he could be a colorful warm sun just like his name. If he met him earlier, Nuanyang would be happy.
Warm solar energy illuminates the gray world, and she wants him to be illuminated and warmed like her name.
Zhen Nuanyang's hands hugged his back tightly. She didn't know if it was because she suddenly sensed his abnormal mood. Even if he didn't explain it, she could feel his inner world. He was afraid. He was
Panic, but she knew clearly that he was scared and panicked, but she was at a loss and confused as to why he suddenly became like this.
"Arun!" Zhen Nuanyang murmured. When she called out this name, she suddenly felt sad and unbearable. It was the sadness that suddenly emerged from the depths of her heart. Even she herself didn't know why it was like this. She just felt that
I feel very sad, but I don’t know why I feel so sad!
Sentiment without words!
Even every time she shouted this name, her eyes would be covered with a layer of haze from the surge of tears.
What's wrong with her?
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"I know why you don't want her to be investigated by the Lang family, second brother, but you should think of it, grandpa never fights an uncertain battle, and chances are he already knows it!"
The study room was closed, and on the computer screen Shang Qingwen was sitting on the sofa chair with a gloomy expression, "It's you. If you do this, I'm afraid you will break Grandpa's heart!"
"I know what I want, and I want to have it persistently!" Langrun's voice was very soft, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he said quietly, "I also know my responsibilities, but I can't give up doing it because of family responsibilities.
Myself, I am not my father, and I will not live like a zombie in my short life like him!"
Shang Qingwen looked at him with calm eyes. The silence in the air made people feel a little depressed. After a moment of silence, Shang Qingwen spoke softly, "Second brother, have you not been able to sleep well recently? I heard Si Lan say
You’ve been looking for a psychiatrist these past two days, are you—”
Before Shang Qingwen finished speaking, he saw Lang Run sitting on the other side of the video suddenly turn off the screen, and he also vaguely heard the sound of someone knocking on the door and speaking softly on Lang Run's side.
Shang Qingwen looked at the computer screen with the video turned off, and heard a rustling sound in his ears. From the side of his face, he saw Mei Yangyang, wearing bunny slippers, approaching quietly like a thief.
Mei Yangyang was wearing pink pajamas, all pink, like a pink bunny. When she realized that her father had seen her, she squealed like a little ball and jumped into his arms, rubbing her face against his cheek coquettishly.
, hearing footsteps coming from outside the study, the father and daughter caught a glimpse of Mrs. Shang who poked her head in from the door. Shang Qingwen's heart tightened slightly. She wondered if Shu Ran heard what she just said in the study.
Just as he was about to quietly ask his daughter when she came in, her daughter reached out and hooked her neck, whispering, "Dad, I won't tell mom that Uncle Run is sick! I promise!"
Shang Qingwen frowned, and his neck, which was held by his daughter, also stiffened. After catching a glimpse of Shu Ran standing at the door and walking back to the corridor, he lowered his voice and stared sternly at Mei Yangyang's beautiful big eyes, "
Yangyang, you have to promise dad not to tell mom these things, let alone Aunt Nuanyang, do you understand?"
Mei Yangyang seemed to understand, and wanted to tell her father, why not treat the disease? But looking at her father's extremely serious expression, she nodded, okay, she doesn't know anything!
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There was a soft knock on the door. As soon as Langrun turned off the video, he saw the door being pushed open gently. Zhen Nuanyang was standing at the door holding a small bowl in his hand and smiling so hard that his eyes turned into crescents.
"May I come inside?"
Lang Run nodded, and Zhen Nuanyang came in with a small bowl of chicken soup. He put it on the desk, put his hands to his mouth, blew on it, and pinched his earlobes. It took a long time before he let go.
The tone is, "I saw you didn't eat enough at night, and I was worried that you didn't have enough!"
Zhen Nuanyang moved the chicken soup in front of him, which was still acceptable in appearance. Although many of the things she cooked were not even appreciated by herself, and they were very different from the cooking skills of the Lang family chef.
Lang Run frowned at the first thing he made when he saw it, but this was not the Lang family's place to eat, and they didn't like to order takeout. They always felt that the food outside was unclean, so if they didn't order takeout, they would have to do it.
Do it yourself, and Zhen Nuanyang is reluctant to let Lang Run enter the kitchen, so even if it takes two hours to cook by herself, she is reluctant to ask him to come over and help!
She always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of disobedience in letting him enter the kitchen. She didn't want his white and slender fingers to be smoked away from their original elegant fragrance.
Lang Run drank the soup quietly. Even if he was not at the dinner table, he still maintained the posture he should have when eating. Zhen Nuanyang squatted next to the table, lying on the table with his hands, and put his face on the back of his hands.
She watched him finish drinking and rolled her eyes with a sense of accomplishment. She squatted like a well-behaved cat with folded ears, holding her face in her hands and looking at him motionlessly.
There was a smile in her eyes, and it seemed that the smile in her eyes would grow even more with every sip he took.
Langrun had no appetite to begin with, but he couldn't stand her expectant gaze. While he was immersed in drinking soup, he raised his eyes to look at her. Just as he was about to swallow the liquid in his mouth, he heard her silly laughter.
"You look so good!"
Langrun didn't take a sip of the soup, it seemed to be stuck in his throat, and it was so hot that it wouldn't go up or down.
"Everything looks beautiful from top to bottom, inside and out!" The Zhen Fold cat's head hung on the desk, squinting and looking at the person in front of him with a smile.
It seemed that he was infected by her smile. After drinking half the bowl, Mr. Lang put the bowl down. Her smile seemed a little unnatural. He knew that she was lustful deep down, just like when he first saw her five years ago.
, he was sitting at the application table, and there were three or four people from the research institute sitting next to him. She was stunned as soon as she came in, and then she said with a smile, "I liked you as soon as I saw you!" After that, for
To express the authenticity of her words, she also seriously added, "Really!"
There were a few people in the office at that time, and those people sat far away from him because of their status or because he didn't like people coming near him. However, he walked in on a temporary basis, picked a seat at random, and sat down.
, but he didn’t expect that the first weird confession in his life was waiting for him!
No one dared to say such words in front of him, except her Zhen Nuanyang!
He seemed to reject her coldly that day, but he couldn't help but take another look at her resume.
Zhen Nuanyang!
The warm sun!
In his gray memory, he sometimes fantasized that one day his life would return to its once colorful colors, but his life lacked a colorful sun. He looked forward to having a colorful sun.
One day I met a woman who looked like a colorful sun.
Until he met Zhen Nuanyang!
"Well, you didn't finish it!" Zhen Nuanyang, who was lying on the table, looked at the half bowl of chicken soup left. The smile on his face instantly faded, and his eyebrows were filled with gloom.
Lang Run's thoughts were pulled back by her frown. Just as he was about to reach out and bring the small bowl over and drink it in one gulp, Zhen Nuanyang, who was squatting at the table like a kitten or puppy, had already stood up, and was even taller than him.
Quickly holding the bowl in her hand, she raised her head and drank half of the bowl of chicken soup under Lang Run's stunned gaze. She also threw herself into his arms when Lang Run didn't react at all.
The small mouth blocked his lips with ease.
There was an experience when she suddenly climbed down from under the table to surprise him during breakfast. Her move of feeding him soup with her mouth in her mouth was not bold and out of the ordinary, because she had already done anything out of the ordinary.
The soup was mellow, soaking in bit by bit from her mouth. She didn't drink it all in one gulp, but fed it bit by bit as if she was addicted to it. The tip of her tongue circled his tongue, jumping in and swinging like a happy fish.
Circles of water/waves, from her tight cunt to his active intake.
She clung to his arms, looking at the bookshelves in the study with full eyes, absorbing the warmth he gushed out, and whispered with a slightly softer tone than usual, "I want to be in the study today, okay?"
"
The breathing on the shoulders became heavier and heavier, and the slight breath made the syllables bursting out of the throat weak and unstable.
Zhen Nuanyang only felt the gnawing itching on her shoulder, like little ants biting. The dense gnawing made her whole body tremble. The electric current that invaded from her shoulder made her whole body numb, and even she was broken.
The low moans that came out of his mouth were so numb that it made people lose their soul.
She heard him promising "yes" in her ears, and her body was immediately picked up, her back was supported by his arms, and her shoulders were pressed against the bookshelf. The wind blowing in from the window flickered the book above her head.
The pages of the book clattered, and waves of rapids surged, accompanied by the sound of the clattering pages blowing.
Zhen Nuanyang held his face with both hands, and her fingertips traced the outline of his face in detail. She gently released herself in his arms, and her body was like a dodder, tightly wrapped around him.
, her warm breaths intertwined, she pressed her forehead against his heart and murmured in a low voice, "Arun, are you happy like this?"
He greedily absorbed the warmth from her body and lay on her shoulder, "Because I have you!"
With you there is happiness!
What he wants is so simple!
Zhen Nuanyang smiled foolishly into his heart, igniting him with her passion again. She wanted to make him happy, and she would do her best to make him experience this kind of happiness.
Because I love you, Arun!
The little face that was rubbed into my chest suddenly burst into tears!!
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"Wu Qiao was very frightened and is still lying in the hospital!" Aisa whispered, looking at Zhen Minru sitting there, and continued to report, "She accidentally fell in the bathroom at the charity dinner.
, it happened that the toilet in one of the bathrooms was broken, and when she drank too much and vomited, her head got stuck on the toilet lid. When she was rescued, she choked on feces and her body was infected. The doctor said she needed to stay in the hospital.
observe!"
After listening to the report, Ms. Zhen's right hand holding the pen paused for a moment, with no special expression on her face, and she said lightly, "The position of sales director cannot be left unoccupied for a day. Let Xu Chen act as the agent for a while!"
Aisa nodded silently. Everyone in the Zhen family knew that the number one person who was like Wu Qiao was Xu Chen. Wu Qiao had been arrogant for too long and it was time to lose her temper. Besides, Xu Chen was also attending the charity gala that day.
After attending the meeting, the two incompatible people stepped down and the other ascended to the newly favored throne, which ignited the fire even more fiercely.
After Aisa left, Su Shaobai appeared at the door.
"Are you thinking about that seat?" Zhen Minru glanced at Su Shaobai with a half-smile, "That seat is not that easy to sit in!"
Su Shaobai was silent. Of course he didn't want to sit in that position. If he sat in it, his life would be shortened by a few years. He was not one of those idiots!
Several step-sons and step-daughters are fighting to the death, but the people who are sitting on the sidelines are adding fuel to the fire from time to time. Don't think that no one knows about the dirty tricks of those people in private. She doesn't say it because she doesn't want to care about it now, and that witchy and pretty girl is so courageous.
It’s getting bigger and bigger!
The room was extremely quiet, except for the canary that was kept in a cage and kept as a pet. It spread its wings from time to time and made a sound. The sound of the pen rustling on the page was very subtle. Zhen Minru had raised her face when she stopped writing.
, "Lang's foundation is deep and it is impossible to achieve success overnight, but after such hard work, Lang will definitely not be able to compare with Zhen's within at least three years!"
"Aunt Min is far-sighted!" Su Shaobai lowered his eyes. Indeed, it would be childish to say that just these few things defeated the Lang family. The Lang family was founded seventy years ago and has been protected and strengthened by three generations.
The foundation is deep-rooted, and the emergency response of the Lang family is not bad. Although the seemingly boring Second Young Master Lang has not presided over any media/media clarification these days, his speed in solving problems in private is amazing, and he speaks less.
What he did was decisive and effective.
"Shaobai!" Zhen Minru put down the pen in her hand and looked at the falling leaves outside the window, "You think of a way to bring the warm sun back!" After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Su Shaobai with a determined look, "Any way can be used.
But, you can’t hurt her!”
Su Shaobai's eyes narrowed slightly and he retreated.
Any method will work?
Su Shaobai's thin lips curved slightly as he turned to go out!
Aunt Min, of course I won’t let you down!
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"I'm surprised to see you so early in the morning!" Yin Ze looked at Zhen Nuanyang, whose face was slightly pale, and pointed to the small garden next to him, "Go for a walk over there!"
Zhen Nuanyang followed him, the two figures one behind the other. The sun was shining brightly today, and the two shadows cast on the grass were sometimes very close to each other, sometimes overlapping.
Zhen Nuanyang spread her fingers and raised her head to look at the rising sun through the gaps between her fingers. It was a bit dazzling and made her squint. When she looked back, she saw that Yin Ze had walked a few steps away and was standing there waiting for her.
, she retracted her hand and took steps slowly.
"This reminds me of the time I was in the UK. I was so busy at work. Every time I came to see you, even if I just sat here and meditated for an afternoon, my body and mind were relaxed when I went out!" Zhen Nuanyang said with a smile.
, "Tell me, is this the so-called charisma? Look, you have such a relaxing charm even if you don't do anything!"
Yin Ze put his hands on his chest and pondered for a while, "You are right to have such an idea, because I am a doctor!"
"You are so immodest!" Zhen Nuanyang followed, and the two of them walked on the cobblestone path. After a few steps, Yin Ze said in a deep voice, "Sunny, you have something on your mind!"
"Where is it?" Zhen Nuanyang raised her face and looked at him, "That's your occupational disease. Anyone who looks at it will think that someone is sick!"
Yin Ze remained silent, but his steps slowed down, and after a long time he whispered, "Sunny, did you know? He came to see me!"
As soon as Zhen Nuanyang's footsteps stopped, her long and slanted figure looked thinner and thinner under the shadow of the trees that were swayed by the wind. She naturally knew that the 'he' in Yin Ze's words referred to Lang Run, and she instantly thought of it.
The kiss on the corner of his eyebrow when he left her in the morning, and his whisper in his ear.
He said everything will be fine!
But--
It can’t get better, it can’t get better—
Zhen Nuanyang's heart throbbed, but she squeezed out a smile on her face. Although her forced smile was like a thin piece of paper in front of Yin Ze, she put on a
Smile, try hard to make yourself look happy.
The expression in Yin Ze's transparent eyes changed again and again. When he saw her trying to squeeze out a smile, he felt a little sour in his heart. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhen Nuanyang with a smile, "I want to leave."
Already!" He paused as he took a step forward, "Take care of me!"
Yin Ze's heart trembled as he stood there. When he raised his eyes again, the familiar figure was already far away from him. He looked down at his shadow projected on the grass, and felt a turmoil in his heart.
Finally, still——
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Zhen Nuanyang walked into the elegant courtyard after Aisa's announcement. It was noon. Different from the previous places where they met, this place had a touch of warmth.
Warmth like home!
"coming!"
There was a sound coming from the kitchen. Zhen Minru was wearing an apron and her hair was tied up in a high bun. This woman who had been obsessed with shopping malls her entire life looked like a gentle and virtuous housewife. "Sit down for a while, I learned something new today."
A dish that you will definitely like!"
Zhen Nuanyang stood in the dining room, listening to this common saying, and for a moment she went back to her childhood. She came back from school, was so hungry that her eyes were dim, and she lay at the door of the kitchen eagerly waiting for her meal to be cooked.
At that time, through the glass door of the kitchen, she looked at the figure in the kitchen, cooking skillfully, while she also waited impatiently, staring at the pot, smelling the aroma and swallowing the saliva that was about to flow out.
Zhen Nuanyang couldn't help but move her steps to get closer to the kitchen door, but the door was not a glass door, and she was no longer the little girl she was back then, squatting at the door to see clearly what was going on in the kitchen from such a low place. However, today
, but she suddenly wanted to squat down. Although she also knew that she could no longer see the virtuous and gentle mother through that door today, but she -
Really Want--
Zhen Nuanyang did this. Her height of 1.7 meters squatted at the door of the kitchen. She opened her eyes through the open door and looked inside. Her big eyes gradually turned red as the dishes were stir-fried.
Her fingers that were clasped on the edge of the door slowly tightened, and as the tangy aroma of vegetables overflowed, her red eyes were already filled with tears.
"What are you doing squatting here? Come on, come and eat!" When Zhen Minru opened the kitchen door, she saw her daughter squatting by the door. She was holding a plate of roasted chicken with bamboo shoots that had just come out of the pot.
Zhen Nuanyang, who was on the ground, didn't pull her up hard enough, and when she tried to pull Zhen Nuanyang up, both of them froze. It was probably because they hadn't been so intimate for many years, and when they were suddenly close, their bodies became unfamiliar.
Zhen Minru did not pull Zhen Nuanyang up with one hand, but then smiled and said, "I still thought you were a child. At that time, you were still small and thin, and you could lift it with one hand!"
Zhen Nuanyang stood up, without saying anything, and reached out to take the plate in Zhen Minru's hand.
This meal was destined to be full of mixed flavors. There were four or five home-cooked side dishes on the dining table for two, all of which were Zhen Nuanyang's favorite dishes when she was a child.
This is a meal Zhen Nuanyang has been looking forward to for more than ten years, but today, she has a hard time swallowing it. In her ears, she hears Ms. Zhen’s gentle chatter and laughter, telling interesting things about her childhood, some of which she has remembered.
Now that she was telling the vague little things, she couldn't hide the unbearable bitterness in her heart.
She had called Zhen Minru before she came, and Zhen Minru also welcomed her in this way. The mother and daughter had their first dinner together in eighteen years. They seemed harmonious, but they were sitting in a place that was not their own home, eating this
After more than ten years, I can’t taste the same dishes as they were back then.
Zhen Nuanyang suddenly felt that the greatest sorrow in the world is when you find that the thing you have been pursuing reappears one day, but when you have it, you find that it has unknowingly changed its quality.
Zhen Nuanyang quietly picked up the rice in the bowl. Zhen Minru, who was sitting opposite, kept picking up food for her. She lowered her head and swallowed the food in her mouth. When she raised her face, she saw the face so close to her.
At this time, she is no longer the aloof and formidable dictator of Zhen family. She is a mother, the mother who gave birth to her and raised her. Her smile is real, and you can see it from her eyes.
It's a smile that comes from the heart.
However, this smile made her heartache unbearably. She watched in a daze as her smiling face became distorted in the firelight, becoming heartbreaking and losing her mind. The bright red gushes out like splashed ink, covering her eyes.
Zhen Nuanyang could no longer control her trembling hands. The moment the bowl was put down, she grabbed the tablecloth tightly and raised her red eyes.
"Mom, go and surrender yourself!"
There was a crash, and the hand on the opposite side that reached out to ladle the soup let go, and the spoon splashed into the soup bowl. After a long time, a small silver pistol was slowly pressed against the center of Zhen Nuanyang's forehead, with a tone of shock in his tone.
He sighed as he had expected it.
"You really remembered it!"
————————This is today’s update, okay, the plot is gradually entering the reveal period, friends can guess as much as you like, and see who can guess the most accurately, okay?————————