The next day happened to be Saturday. After a night's sleep at Rose Bar, Yang Cheng returned to the villa in Dragon Garden, full of energy, just in time for breakfast.
As usual, Lin Ruoxi, who was wearing a flowery nightgown, was already sitting quietly at the big table, chewing her breakfast slowly. When she saw Yang Cheng enter the door, she glanced at him coldly as a greeting and continued to eat.
Mother Wang, who was wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen with a plate of golden and tempting egg pancakes. When she saw Yang Cheng, who hadn't returned home all night, she didn't ask where he was going. She immediately invited Yang Cheng to sit down and said with a smile, "Young Master, I knew you would come home at this time. The bowls and chopsticks have been prepared for you."
Yang Cheng looked at the table, and there were indeed two sets of bowls and chopsticks. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Mother Wang trusted him so much, but he just happened to come home at this time. If it weren't for Qiangwei sleeping like a pig, he might have had to fight for a while before coming home.
"Mother Wang, in the future, if I don't return home at night, you don't have to prepare more for me," Yang Cheng said honestly.
Mother Wang said disapprovingly, "It's one thing to come back or not, it's another for me to prepare a few things. It's more like a family to prepare more things. Anyway, I have nothing to do."
With that, Mother Wang went back to the kitchen happily.
Yang Cheng sat down and faced Lin Ruoxi. When he was about to scoop a bowl of porridge, he found that a newspaper from this morning was placed next to the rice cooker.
It was a Zhonghai Metropolis Daily. On the page that was flipped open, there was a line of bold words — "Rich Second Generation Couple Kisses in Luxury Car, Suburban Night Market Seethes!" Under the title, there was an enlarged photo of a sapphire blue sports car. A young man and a young woman were hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately.
Let's not talk about the rich second generation. No matter how Yang Cheng looked at it, the couple was him and Qiangwei!
Even if it wasn't a photo of their faces, just their backs and silhouettes, anyone who was familiar with him would definitely be able to tell!
Damn! Reported!?
It was obvious that Lin Ruoxi had purposely placed the newspaper beside the rice cooker after reading it. However, she was currently eating her breakfast in silence, without any sadness or joy, as if nothing had happened. It was worth pondering over.
If it was before, Lin Ruoxi would probably mock him and cast him a disdainful look.
But after spending time together, the two of them were becoming more and more like husband and wife, or rather, they had a certain emotional foundation.
Under such circumstances, Lin Ruoxi saw him being intimate with another woman in the most direct way. It was even on the newspaper, but she still kept her cool and didn't say a word … Yang Cheng didn't think that Lin Ruoxi didn't care at all. If she didn't care, she wouldn't have asked him if he hated her yesterday.
There was only one reason. This girl wanted to tell him that she could pretend that she didn't see it so that he wouldn't feel sorry for her. But, he shouldn't keep harping on her "shortcomings". She didn't mean to almost kill him and Mo Qianni. She was also very pitiful and innocent, even more understanding than her husband who was really having an "affair."
Just as Yang Cheng thought about these details and thought that his wife's thinking was a little cute, Lin Ruoxi suddenly stood up and said lightly, "I'm done eating."
Then, she turned around and walked upstairs expressionlessly.
Yang Cheng remembered what he promised Mo Qianni and hurriedly said, "Baby Ruoxi, I'll go to her hometown with Qianni next week to tell you."
Lin Ruoxi paused on the stairs and responded with a soft hum. That meant that she understood.
Just as Yang Cheng expected, Lin Ruoxi didn't ask much, but he didn't know that the two women had already discussed this matter.
Yang Cheng began to eat alone, but not long after, Lin Ruoxi, who had just gone upstairs, came down again. She had changed into a casual white chiffon floral dress and was holding a black snakeskin bag. Her black hair was flying in the air, and she looked like a pure college graduate.
Yang Cheng originally thought that this workaholic would work all day, but suddenly, she was dressed so warmly and movingly. He couldn't help but ask, "Wife, where are you going?"
Lin Ruoxi sat on the steps of the door, wearing flat pink sneakers as she replied, "I'm going to a place, but it's not the night market."
"Ahem …"
Yang Cheng almost choked on the omelet and smiled awkwardly. Although this girl didn't intend to say much about this matter, she still felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
Since Lin Ruoxi said so, Yang Cheng was too embarrassed to ask more. In fact, he didn't blame her. Yesterday's grudge was just a result of not being used to it. Now that his affair was seen by the whole Zhonghai people, he also felt a little guilty at home.
What made Yang Cheng the most speechless was Mother Wang. She must have known that it was him in the newspaper, but she was still so affectionate, which made Yang Cheng's thick skin feel a little hot.
After explaining to his family, Yang Cheng called Mo Qianni and told Mo Qianni to book a plane ticket to Sichuan Province on Monday. As for how to get to Mo Qianni's hometown in the mountains, they would talk about it there.
After watching TV at home for a long time, Yang Cheng was about to take a nap after eating the lunch that Mother Wang had carefully prepared. At this time, his phone vibrated again.
Yang Cheng looked at it and saw that it was a call from Li Jingjing.
Since Old Li's words last time, Yang Cheng didn't contact Li Jingjing again, and Li Jingjing also didn't call or text him again. This was the first time.
Hesitating for a moment, afraid that Li Jingjing was in trouble, Yang Cheng still picked up the phone, "Jingjing, what's the matter?"
Li Jingjing was a little depressed, "If there's nothing, can I not talk to Brother Yang?"
Yang Cheng sighed in his heart, "Jingjing, you should listen to your father. If there's nothing important, we shouldn't contact each other often."
"I … I want Brother Yang to go with me to the orphanage to see the children, can't I?" Li Jingjing asked with some expectation.
Yang Cheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking of Old Li's almost begging look, he still steeled his heart, "Jingjing, you go by yourself, I want to rest for a while."
Li Jingjing was silent on the other side of the phone for a while, then she said "En" and hung up the phone.
Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Yang Cheng let out a sigh of relief. Rejecting this simple girl was actually very difficult, especially when he thought of the past, Yang Cheng felt a little heartache.
But since he was living in this ordinary society, he couldn't do whatever he wanted like in the past. If just because he doted on Li Jingjing, he made things difficult for Old Li and his wife, Yang Cheng would feel sorry for them.
It wasn't until dark, when they finished eating, that Lin Ruoxi came back home with a tired look. Her hand was also carrying a big black paper bag.
Yang Cheng only thought that the bag was filled with some documents or books. After glancing at it, he continued to sit on the sofa and watch TV. He didn't pay much attention to it, but Lin Ruoxi carried the bag all the way to the front and placed the bag in front of Yang Cheng.
"What is it?" Yang Cheng was puzzled. Was it for him?
Lin Ruoxi pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said a little embarrassedly, "It's autumn, and the temperature in the mountains is very low. Chuan Province is also high above sea level, so remember to bring this coat next week."
Only then did Yang Cheng notice that the word "Burberry" was printed on the corner of the big black bag.
He never dreamed that Lin Ruoxi would bring back a gift for him, especially for going out next week — with another woman.
Under Lin Ruoxi's somewhat expectant gaze, Yang Cheng tactfully took out the Burberry coat from the big bag.
It was a thick, dark colored coat with large checkered patterns. The style was improved from the classic Burberry British military uniform, and it gave off a calm and capable feeling.
Yang Cheng knew that this kind of traditional British luxury brand coat was not cheap, and the one in his hand cost at least three months of his salary!
"This coat is not cheap, is it? Even if Yu Lei sells it, you don't have to choose such a high-end one. I don't wear it often." Yang Cheng was quite appreciative of Lin Ruoxi's taste. After all, she was a woman who was immersed in fashion all year round, so choosing a coat for a man was a piece of cake.
Lin Ruoxi listened to Yang Cheng's words, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "You don't like it?"
Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Yang Cheng quickly said with a smile, "I just said it's too expensive, I like the coat very much."
Lin Ruoxi seemed to be relieved, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised, "It's not expensive, only less than 30,000."
After saying that, Lin Ruoxi turned around and quickly walked back upstairs like a breeze, as if she did not want to stay in front of Yang Cheng any longer.
Yang Cheng couldn't help but chuckle softly. Nearly 30,000 for a coat, only this little rich woman would think it was not expensive. Looking at Lin Ruoxi's light footsteps, it was conceivable that she must be very happy, and because it was the first time she bought clothes for a man, she was embarrassed, so she "ran away".
At this time, Mother Wang happened to come out to call the two of them for dinner. Seeing Lin Ruoxi run upstairs like a frightened rabbit, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young Master, what's wrong with Miss?"
Yang Cheng grinned, raised the new coat in his hand, and said, "She can't stand being praised by her husband."
Mother Wang was also a smart woman, and she immediately understood the meaning of it. She couldn't help but chuckle, and her eyes turned into crescent moons, full of joy.
Yang Cheng silently sighed in his heart. At this time, Lin Ruoxi, who looked cute and naive, couldn't be seen as the ruthless business executioner who single-handedly planned the collapse of two listed companies. A woman's mind was really deep and bottomless.
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