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In the morning, Wen Xin, who had just returned from a run, brought a bowl of medicine in front of her right on time. There was even a warm breakfast, which Wen Xin was extremely moved to, even if it was the most bitter medicine, it was already treated as sweet soup for him to drink.

"I'll get the driver to take you to lunch!"

Wen Xin sent him out the door, then suddenly, she quickly walked forward and hugged him tightly, "Hubby …"

Leng Jueye turned to look at her, "Hmm?"

"No …." "It's fine. Be careful when driving." Wen Xin gently released her hand and stood at the side, hiding the thoughts in her heart. She wanted to say something, telling him to stay away from Mu Qiong, but when the words came out of her mouth, she realized that if she really did open her mouth, it would mean that the trust between them would dissipate.

Looking at her expression, which showed that she wanted to say something, Leng Jueye was very clear in his heart! He gently embraced her and lowered his head to kiss her hair. "Idiot, I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, the betrayal will never happen to me. Husband will promise you this."

With this guarantee, the panic in Wen Xin's heart disappeared. She raised her head and the warm sun shone onto her beautiful little face, revealing a sweet smile, "Un!"

Today, a servant came to clean the house, so Wen Xin stayed at home to wait.

In the office, Leng Jueye handled a few documents and went to the conference room to have a video conference, listening to the reports of the various subsidiary companies. In the blink of an eye, it was already past 11, he pushed open the door of the conference room and headed towards the office.

"Boss Leng, the new Miss Counselor is in your office." The female assistant reported from the side.

Leng Jueye's gaze darkened slightly, and walked in with large strides. On the sofa, Mu Qiong's figure sat, she had dressed up quite a bit today, and on her originally beautiful face, there was a lot of thought. It was obvious that she was going to be charming and exuding the charm of a mature woman.

"Are you used to working on your first day?" Leng Jueye asked indifferently.

Mu Qiong shrugged her shoulders and stood up, "Not bad, that's what I do. It's just that the investment in your company is so much bigger than I thought, looks like I won't have much work to do in the future."

Leng Jueye sat on the office chair, his eyes looking at the documents that he had just delivered, his slender hand holding onto a pen, and signed his name. At that moment, the sunlight shone in from outside the window and onto his body, causing his heart to beat quickly.

Mu Qiong's eyes were slightly wide opened. The man was like wine, the longer they were together, the more fragrant she would become, she believed that after ten years, twenty years, thirty years, the man's charm would only increase, and what kind of luck would he have if he could stay by his side?

"Are you free at noon? Do you want to eat together? " Mu Qiong leaned her hands on the desk and smiled at him.

"I'm afraid I don't have time for an appointment with my wife at noon." Leng Jueye did not even raise his head as his eyes landed on the information in English.

Mu Qiong pursed her lips in disappointment, and then, didn't give up as she asked again, "It seems that you truly love your wife a lot! She's a few years younger than you, but you treat her like a child. Isn't a girl like that even more charming? "

With such a sour tone, Mu Qiong was slightly jealous.

Leng Jueye signed his name at the last signboard, put the documents to the side, and looked up at her, saying, "What attracts me isn't her age, but her charm."

Mu Qiong smiled bitterly, "If only I was a few years younger."

"Mu Qiong, you should focus your attention on other men. If you're still thinking about your old friendship, it will only be a waste of your time." Leng Jueye's tone was cold.

Mu Qiong's lips slightly parted, and she pursed her lips into a smile, "Right, I won't forget about you."

Leng Jueye stood up, picked up the black windbreaker on the shelf, and said to her: "Mu Qiong, we agreed, you will not interfere with my feelings, please do not take any steps."

With that, he walked out of the door with his tall and muscular figure.

Behind him, Mu Qiong bit her red lips, the unresigned expression on her face was clear, as she followed him out.

In the elevator, even though it was close to closing, she still used one hand to block it, but the other hand was faster to help her block the incoming danger. It was Leng Jueye.

Mu Qiong's heart skipped a beat. This kind of feeling of being protected was very sweet.

"You're welcome." Leng Jueye replied without even looking at her.

"Jueye, do you remember when we were together in America? "At that time …"

Leng Jueye interrupted her with a cold tone, "To me, it is no longer important."

Mu Qiong's expression instantly revealed traces of disappointment as she bit her lips and said, "But to me, that was the most beautiful time of my life."

Leng Jueye turned and said to her, "Mu Qiong, I let you into my company to work for me, not for you to talk about past relationships. If you think that being in my company will affect your mood, you can leave at any time."

Mu Qiong stood behind her, her voice hoarse, unable to say a single word. She could only watch as the man walked to the front of a sportscar, pulled the door open and entered, leaving her with a view of her back.

"Why? Why are you so cruel? "Do you really not care about old feelings?" Mu Qiong was simply about to go crazy, she at least thought that she still had a position in Leng Jueye's heart, but now it seems that Leng Jueye had already completely forgotten about her.

The desire to be strong really made her uncomfortable at this moment.

Wen Xin was waiting at home, not for the driver, but for Leng Jueye to personally return.

"Get in the car, let's go eat outside."

Wen Xin suddenly pulled him back and said, "Let's eat at home! I think there's food in the fridge. Shall we cook it ourselves? I'm tired of eating the food outside. "

Leng Jueye saw that she was full of passion, which included her nose, "Good! "I'll cook it."

"I'll help." Wen Xin immediately giggled. She liked to stay in the kitchen with him the most.

Holding the dish, Wen Xin carefully washed it. After washing up, Leng Jueye cut the dish skillfully, his gesture comparable to a chef's. The knife carried the wind, it was fast and decisive, and its shape was beautiful.

"This is delicious!" Wen Xin brought out six or seven green autumn flowers and asked, "Can you cook?"

Leng Jueye looked at it, "How do you like it?"

"Steamed it before eating it with sauce!"

"Alright!"

Wen Xin washed it off at the side. It was just that this herb had some small thorns on it, making it hard to see, but if one was not careful, it could easily stab into one's skin.

After washing up, Wen Xin indeed felt pain from just touching a spot in her finger. She went to look with her head lowered, feeling a bit troubled. Leng Jueye took her hand, walked to the window, and accurately pulled out a small thorn for her.

"Wash your gloves next time!" "Go out and wait."