In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Jade Clouds Hotel in Zhonghai, the warm light shone on the Mediterranean wool carpet. The complex and enchanting patterns were like fresh flowers.
The air was filled with a faint woman's fragrance, and at the same time, it was mixed with the sweet smell of green tea.
Dressed in a silver-gray silk nightgown, Christen's blonde hair was like the world's most perfect sculpture. Every curve and contour showed a charming charm.
Sitting on a soft leather chair, Christen held a porcelain cup with a Yuan Dynasty blue and white pattern in her hand, tasting the Longjing green tea that was specially served, comfortably enjoying the tranquility of the night life.
It wasn't because Christen was the only one in the room that made it so peaceful. It was just that the other woman sitting beside Christen was silent, like a gentle lily standing still, as if she was a plain vegetable.
Lin Ruoxi sat on the guest chair, holding a fragrant tea in her hand, but she did not drink half a sip. She seemed to have something on her mind.
After the two sat quietly for a long time, Christen seemed to finally be unable to bear it. She moved the corner of her mouth and asked, "What should I call you? General Lin? Sister-in-law? Or should I just call you Ruoxi? "
Lin Ruoxi was stunned for a moment. She half-opened her mouth and asked, "You … are very familiar with him, aren't you?"
"You can say that. In fact, we've only known each other for four or five years. But because he's only in his twenties, he hasn't lived for long, so it should be considered long." Christen said to herself.
Lin Ruoxi felt a little awkward. What did she mean by "only in his twenties", "hasn't lived for long"? Did this woman in front of her think that she was an old granny? Christen should also be in her twenties, shouldn't she?
However, Lin Ruoxi did not pay much attention to this and continued to say, "I've never met his friends … You're the first one who appeared as his acquaintance."
Christen heard this and could not help but be slightly surprised. She asked, "Didn't he bring you to meet his friends? Those people should be very anxious to see you. You're the wife he chose. "
"That group of people?" Lin Ruoxi asked tentatively. "What kind of group of people are they?"
Christine giggled. "I see. You're here today to find out what kind of man your dear husband is, or rather, to find out about his past?"
Lin Ruoxi blushed slightly. She did have such intentions, but she had no choice. She didn't want to ask Yang Cheng directly. That would make her feel awkward. Finally, someone familiar to Yang Cheng came to Zhonghai. Although … this person was a little special, Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but ask Christen.
Christen laughed even more happily. "You're actually shy and blushing. Oh my god, that boring guy actually found such an interesting wife. No wonder he chose you as his partner. You're much more interesting than the old Seventeen!"
Lin Ruoxi was embarrassed and annoyed when she suddenly heard a special name. She raised her head and asked doubtfully, "Seventeen? Who's Seventeen? "
This time, Christen didn't laugh anymore. Instead, she opened her mouth in surprise and asked, "You don't know who Seventeen is?"
"I … Should I know? Who is he? Is he very important? "Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but ask.
Christen frowned. Her delicate and flawless face revealed a bit of playfulness. "Tsk tsk … He actually didn't mention Seventeen to you … When I first saw you, I thought the reason he chose you was because you have the shadow of Seventeen. Your appearance, your temperament, especially your eyes, are like another Seventeen … Of course, you're much more beautiful than Seventeen, but I don't think that's what he values too much.
I didn't expect that he actually didn't mention Seventeen to you … Since he didn't mention it, I won't say it either. Otherwise, he'll say that I'm a big mouth again. "
Lin Ruoxi was silent for a while. She looked at Christen with her limpid eyes and said, "Tell me. I want to know who Seventeen is. You have no reason to hide it from me because you've already said it. I don't think you're the kind of person who likes to hide things. You'll feel bad, right? "
Christen was slightly taken aback. Then, a helpless smile appeared on her face …
…
"Click."
With a crisp sound, the door was gently closed.
A slender white hand touched the switch on the wall. With a flick, the lights in the hall of the old style villa instantly lit up.
Under the pale yellow light, Mo Qianni took off her charming and arrogant black high heels. Then, she breathed a sigh of relief. She pouted and rubbed her sore feet with her hands.
Her feet wrapped in black lace stockings were incomparably smooth. Mo Qianni held the wall with one hand and leaned against it. Her posture wasn't very elegant. But fortunately, it was only at home, so she didn't care.
Every day when she got home from work, Mo Qianni felt that she should hate work and work. She even made up her mind many times to get home early the next day and have a good dinner. However, such thoughts would disappear the next day.
Now that she was living with Qiangwei, Mo Qianni felt that she had a "masochistic" tendency. Compared to Qiangwei's leisurely pace of life, it was like heaven and earth.
Of course, Qiangwei got to where she was now in a storm of bullets. Although her work was hard, at least she didn't have to risk her life.
After rubbing her feet, Mo Qianni took off the hair clip on her head and let her long black hair down. Then, she put her bag on the wooden cabinet. Then, Mo Qianni looked up at the wall clock. It was 10: 30 at night.
She didn't know if Qiangwei had fallen asleep. Mo Qianni sighed slightly. Even if she had a "roommate," it was no different from living alone.
Coming to the kitchen on the first floor of the house, Mo Qianni opened the freezer and took out many bags of frozen food. She planned to cook some wontons and dumplings. She didn't have the strength to cook another dinner.
Just as she was about to open a bag of frozen dumplings, Mo Qianni suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind …
"Why are you eating frozen food instead of eating properly?" There was some blame in the tone, but it was more of pity.
Mo Qianni turned around abruptly. Sure enough, she saw the bad man she hadn't seen for many days standing three steps away from her!
Yang Cheng was wearing cotton pajamas as if he was at his own home. He leaned lazily against the door frame and looked at Mo Qianni with a smile.
"You … Why are you here?" Mo Qianni couldn't help but ask. If it wasn't for the familiar voice, she would have suspected that someone had broken into the house to rob her.
Yang Cheng walked forward, stretched out his hands, and pinched Mo Qianni's soft cheeks, "Little Qianqian, don't you think you should throw yourself into your man's arms and say something like 'I miss you' or 'you scared me'? How can you ask me why I'm here so coldly?"
Mo Qianni rolled her eyes at him and patted Yang Cheng's chest with an angry smile, "I'm not that mushy. Aren't you just scaring me? You can do whatever you want, I can't be bothered to ask you."
In fact, Mo Qianni thought about it carefully. With Yang Cheng's ability, it seemed like there were countless ways to enter her house.
"It's said that marriage is the grave of love. I'm not married to you, so why do I feel like there's nothing romantic about it all of a sudden?" Yang Cheng pretended to be distressed.
Mo Qianni said angrily, "I don't see your shadow every other day, and you can't even see your face for more than a week. Don't tell me you expect me to serve you like an emperor every time I see you?"
Hearing those sour words, Yang Cheng immediately wanted to retreat. He smiled and comforted, "I'm also busy. You don't know, but Star of Yu Lei's matters have made me dizzy. I don't have Little Qianqian's strong working ability. I'm exhausted after a while."
Mo Qianni snorted lightly and smiled, "That's all? I still want to hear you praise me. "
Yang Cheng put on a straight face and said, "I won't beat around the bush. How about this, I'll prepare a sumptuous supper for my beloved Little Qianqian."
"Supper?" Mo Qianni looked around and said unhappily, "Other than the frozen food that you look down on, there's nothing else here. Do you want to cook? I'll starve to death. "
Shaking his finger, Yang Cheng smiled and said, "Of course I'm not that stupid. Darling, wait here obediently. I'll be right back."
After saying that, Yang Cheng went to the living room, opened the door, and rushed out, leaving Mo Qianni standing in the kitchen.
After a while, Mo Qianni came back to her senses. Stomping her feet, she pouted and said, "What supper? He disappeared like a wisp of smoke!"
Seeing that the door to the living room was opened again, Mo Qianni could only gloomily walk over to close it. However, just when she reached the door, Yang Cheng's figure appeared before her again.
Only this time, two plates suddenly appeared in Yang Cheng's hands.
"Hehe, how is it? This is the Spicy Chicken and Sizzling Beef that Mother Wang made for dinner. You know Mother Wang's habits, so she definitely can eat more than us. You haven't even eaten these dishes yet, so I brought them to you directly. You can heat them up in the microwave and eat them." Yang Cheng said proudly.
Looking at the two plates of spicy dishes in front of her, Mo Qianni swallowed her saliva and asked in surprise, "You just … Did you go home to get the dishes?"
There was only a dozen seconds in between, and this man actually ran back and forth between the two houses, and even brought two dishes!? One must know that not only did he have to cross a distance of dozens of meters, he also had to climb over the wall to enter and exit the room!
Yang Cheng nodded and walked into the house. He placed the two dishes on the table and said, "You go heat them up first. I'll go get some rice for you. It'll be quick."
After that, Yang Cheng ran back again.
Mo Qianni's eyes followed Yang Cheng out of the door, and then looked back at the dishes on the table. It was like a dream.
A complicated and indescribable warmth filled her heart … In the blink of an eye, delicious food was made. Perhaps, only this unusual man could bring such romance to her.
After a while, Yang Cheng brought a big bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables. He originally wanted to get more, but Mo Qianni stopped him. This kind of silently moving food, in fact, was a bit strange when she thought about it carefully.
After heating the food in the microwave, Mo Qianni ate a midnight snack at the table that didn't look like a midnight snack, while Yang Cheng sat across from her with great interest, as if watching a woman eat was fun.
In the hall, except for the swaying of the old-fashioned clock on the wall, it was quiet. Although Mo Qianni was very hungry, she didn't make too much noise when eating. However, being stared at by Yang Cheng while eating, made her feel a little sweet in her heart, but also made her feel itchy.
After nearly twenty minutes, under Yang Chen's request, Mo Qianni forced herself to eat two bowls of rice. She burped and blushed, which was rare for her.
Yang Cheng was very "considerate" and sent the food back. As for whether Mother Wang would be scared when she saw the food was wiped out tomorrow morning, it was not his concern.
Seeing that Yang Cheng took away the food, Mo Qianni thought that he would not come back again. She was about to close the door, but she didn't expect that Yang Cheng turned back in front of her.
"You … why are you back again?" Mo Qianni asked with a pout.
Yang Cheng asked with a smirk, "My dear, are you full?"
Mo Qianni curled her lips, "How can I not be full? I was stuffed by you."
"Since you are full, you should be full of energy!" The smile on Yang Cheng's mouth became more obvious, "How about … doing some exercise to help digestion?"
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