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When he returned home, Jiang Ruoqing had already fallen asleep. Once again, she leaned over and kissed her forehead, then gently lifted her up. Jiang Ruoqing unconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck.

He mumbled, "What took you so long?"

"You're lying on the sofa waiting for me?"

Jiang Ruoqing gave a light snort in response, and said in a tender voice, "I fell asleep while waiting."

"Baby Qing, don't wait for me in the future."

She rolled over onto her side and gave a faint snort as an answer. He held her in his arms and whispered into her ear, "Baby Qing, I've discovered that I love you so much."

Jiang Ruoqing subconsciously frowned. Perhaps her earlobes were a little itchy as she extended her hand and slapped his face.

His face stiffened for a moment, then he laughed, but the corners of his mouth remained bent.

The next morning, when Jiang Ruoqing woke up, she was the only one left. She frowned, feeling a little disappointed in the bottom of her heart. After washing up, she saw the breakfast on the table with a single glance, but she was not interested in it at all.

For the next three days, she passed by calmly. She did not know whether Chu Ze had received the case sent to him, but because she did not hear any news, she was nervous.

Sure enough, on the afternoon of the third day, Qin Shaoxuan rushed over to the department while wearing a bandage. There was a look of panic on his face that she had never seen before, he directly went to the shareholders' meeting, which ended after almost three hours.

Qin Shaoxuan was like a defeated rooster, he went back to pack his stuff dejectedly. In the end, he did not know what went wrong, he was thrown into the water by the shareholders and did not have a place in the Jin’s Group.

Because he had tried to send the previous case to other companies to seek benefits, he sent it to Jin Qingfu by mistake, and contacted the previous case that leaked out. Jin Qingfu had no choice but to convene the shareholders' meeting to discuss this matter.

Eighty percent of the votes had been cast for him to leave, so he could only dejectedly leave. When Qin Shaoxuan walked past Jiang Ruoqing, he looked at her with a complicated expression, but did not say anything else before he left.

Qin Shaoxuan could be considered as a sore point in her heart, so he was naturally happy to see the scene unfold. It was just that the situation was progressing too smoothly, to the point that she couldn't believe it.

Jiang Ruoqing was in a great mood, after work, she went to the shopping mall to buy some clothes for Cheng Yichen, but unfortunately, she did not know how big a size Cheng Yichen was wearing, so she could only rely on her own imagination to buy them.

"Miss, let me take off that piece of clothing and have a look." Jiang Ruoqing pointed to a black-grey shirt. He did not have a specific color that she liked, it was white, black, or gray that she could control.

"How much size do you want?"

"How much size?" She was shocked. She really couldn't guess how big his clothes were. She felt extremely depressed. Normally, she would pay more attention.

"185."

Suddenly, a clear female voice came from behind, causing her to turn around. When she saw that it was Wen Yuzhi and Jin Waner, her little face slowly froze, she did not want to see them.

Wen Yuzhi was still dressed in training attire, her hair was neatly tied up, with clean makeup and the appearance of a strong lady. However, when she looked at it, it felt very comfortable, so she revealed a smile and asked, "Are you planning to buy it for Yi Chen?"

Jiang Ruoqing only politely nodded her head and did not answer.

Her actions surprised the two women. "Chen has been wearing the same clothes all along. Has he gotten fat recently?"

Wen Yuzhi understood him! Jiang Ruoqing felt a hidden bitterness in her heart, was this woman purposely coming to her place to gain a sense of existence? It was as if she knew her man very well. It was a very unpleasant feeling!

"Not for him." She took the clothes in her hands and turned around to look at her. With a calm tone, she said, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave now."

"The Miss Jiang seems to have some enmity towards me." Wen Yuzhi went straight to the point, "Yi Chen and I are already in the past, so we are good friends now, you don't need to mind."

"Was it Miss Wen who has been holding on to him? I haven't taken the initiative to mention my husband in front of you once, but you seem to know him very well. " Jiang Ruoqing directly made it clear and laughed coldly, "I don't think so, it's just that I feel that Miss Wen has a bit of authority over her, after all, this man is not yours."

"Jiang Ruoqing, you …" Jin Waner stared at her angrily, "Cousin loves his cousin more than anyone else, you are at most a substitute."

"I don't need you to tell me whether I'm a substitute or not. Don't provoke my relationship with my husband." Jiang Ruoqing fiercely swept his gaze at them and took her clothes to leave, but her good mood had completely vanished like smoke in thin air.

She was really displeased that Wen Yuzhi was so familiar with her, and knew his appearance, making her feel nauseous.

Back at the rented house, he was still not home. He sat in his chair for a while and then called him. The phone was still busy, so she finally gave up. Unexpectedly, someone knocked on the door.

Didn't the guy bring his key? He opened the door without thinking too much.

"Did you forget your key?" She was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person standing at the door, not Cheng Yichen.

Lin Wenhao's face revealed a big smile, he raised the food and beer in his hand and smiled, "Can I go in?"

Although the surprise was unexpected, she quickly retracted her emotions and said, "Come in quickly."

Lin Wenhao stood at the center of the room and looked around, and in the end, his gaze landed on the shoes that were placed on the side of the wooden board, he self-deprecatingly sat on the sofa, pretending to not care and placed the food and beer on the table.

"Wen Hao, why did you come?" Jiang Ruoqing was extremely surprised. At the same time, she was a little nervous, afraid that he would ask her about her thoughts.

"I'm looking for you to drink." He gave a very casual smile. "Sit down. Let's drink."

Jiang Ruoqing sat opposite to him, watched as he opened the can and handed it over to her. She didn't reject it, and directly received it and took a sip.

He opened the box again, and inside were basically all the dishes that she liked. Jiang Ruoqing was a little touched by this, this man was really meticulous.

"I heard that uncle Jiang is sick."

When he mentioned her father, Jiang Ruoqing, his small face instantly collapsed. She sighed and said softly, "He was poisoned, and then she didn't wake up."

"What do you think?" he asked softly, his dark eyes expectant.

She lowered her head and laughed, then looked up at him and said, "Wen Hao, I believe in Cheng Yichen."

"You believe me?" The corners of his lips curled up slightly, his eyes cold. "I believe he'll let you get hurt. Don't forget his grudge with Uncle Jiang."

So what if there were grudges? She still chose to believe that Cheng Yichen was her husband. Since they were together, she should unconditionally trust him and not suspect him at all times.

Lin Wenhao's chest felt a little stuffy, and he stared at the woman in front of him with a good look. When she mentioned Cheng Yichen, her eyes were very bright, and the corner of her mouth would unconsciously curl up.

Actually, Lin Wenhao's words made her feel a little awkward. After all, the two of them had once been in a relationship, so she hesitated for a long time before nodding his head and admitting, "I love him."

His hands were tightly clenched into a fist, his lowered eyelids revealed a little viciousness, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even sharper. In the end, she still fell in love with Cheng Yichen, and chose him!

Indeed, the thing that she was most afraid of had still happened. Jiang Ruoqing no longer had his existence in her heart and she truly felt that it was quite sad.

But he would not give up, Jiang Ruoqing was definitely his, and had never changed. Lin Wenhao clenched her fists tightly, as if she was hesitating.

"Then you don't want to consider me anymore?" A cold smile leaked out of the corner of his mouth. His eyelids drooped slightly, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes from time to time.

However, Jiang Ruoqing did not notice, as her elbow was casually resting on the sofa, slowly opening her mouth, "We are still friends."

Friend? Lin Wenhao simply did not want to be friends with her. If two people could not be lovers, then they could only be enemies, and hate each other for it. His mouth formed a mocking smile, but other than that, he could not think of a better solution.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, then stood up, "Little Qing, you will come find me."

Jiang Ruoqing looked at him in surprise. She really didn't know what he meant, why would she take the initiative to look for him? But Lin Wenhao did not say anything and left.

When dusk arrived and Cheng Yichen was still reeking of alcohol, he opened the door and hugged Jiang Ruoqing tightly, "Baby Qing, are you waiting for me?"

Jiang Ruoqing frowned slightly and asked softly, "Why are you drinking again?"

"I want to take a bath." He took her in his arms and carried her to the bathroom, staggering and swaying as if he might collapse at any moment.

Annoyed, she dragged him directly to the bathroom. Taking off her fluffy hair, she stuffed it into his clothes to boil some cold water. Instantly, he became much more clear-headed.

Jiang Ruoqing looked at him sideways, put one hand on his waist, and asked: "Mr. Cheng Yichen, are you awake now?"

He pulled out his fluffy hair with slightly narrowed eyes. With a devilish smile on his face, he grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her into his embrace.

Her small hand pressed against his chest, soaking his shirt completely. Feeling cold, she took a deep breath and struggled with all her strength. "Let go."

He bit her earlobe, imitating her tone. "Are you awake?"

Her face flushed, and her cheeks flushed. "Now that you're awake, can you let me go?"

However, he did not let go, the fine and dense hit on her face, neck, the entire bathroom instantly lit up with fire, adding to his breath of alcohol, Jiang Ruoqing felt that she was drunk.

Leaning on him as if he had no bones, she could only rely on his strength to barely stand there.

The cold outside was in stark contrast to the heat in the bathroom, and the night was long.

In the morning, Jiang Ruoqing woke up early, wrapped herself in a bath towel and poured herself a cup of fruit juice. While looking at her own hair in the mirror, Cheng Yichen's cellphone on the table rang.

It was a text message. She picked up the phone and opened the text message with an unfamiliar number. Her pupils contracted as a helpless smile appeared on her face.