Leng Yan's hand was still raised in the air, "Someone has made a move before me." After speaking, the big hand was gently lowered and gently stroked her face, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ruoxi looked at him in surprise, his face had an unconcealable tiredness, was he angry? Shouldn't he yell at her loudly? Scold her? Such a man is like him, is Leng Yan in front of him still Leng Yan?

"Why don't you speak?" Leng Yan said lightly, "It hurts so much that you can't speak?"

"No, it doesn't hurt. Jiang Ruoxi was duplicitous, and the left side of her face was still in hot pain.

Leng Yan lowered her head slightly and looked at her, "Then do you have anything to say to me?"

Jiang Ruoxi pulled his hand away, "Do you want to ask about this?" Shui Liang's eyes looked at the magazine on the coffee table, and the heads of the two people on the cover looked a little shocking, so conspicuous.

Leng Yan sat down on the sofa, his deep eyes looking at the magazine tightly, "Do you still buy so many copies, are you going to keep them as souvenirs?" His gentleness had long since disappeared, and his tone returned to his usual calmness.

"It's not true! It's just a misunderstanding. Jiang Ruoxi looked at him and denied what was in the magazine.

"Tsk, such an intimate move, how can you look at it and it's not a misunderstanding?" Leng Yan reached out and picked up the magazine and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Ruoxi looked at him with a look of disbelief, "I said that a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, whether you believe it or not, I have nothing else to say." ”

"Do you explain this attitude?" Leng Yan threw the magazine in his hand into the trash can on the side, and looked up at Jiang Ruoxi, who was still standing next to the sofa.

"I'm telling the truth. Jiang Ruoxi frowned, and said with some difficulty, she was tired enough, she didn't have the strength to say anything anymore.

Leng Yan took her hand, and with a little force, Jiang Ruoxi sat on the sofa, "Facts are evidence, who will believe what you say!"

"I also said, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, my explanation is meaningless anyway, isn't it?" Jiang Ruoxi looked at him, did he take the opportunity to embarrass her now? She was already mentally prepared, no matter what he said, she didn't care.

Leng Yan laughed softly, "What you did by yourself is still so reasonable, are you still reasonable?" Since she is so capable and ambitious, then he should stand by and see if she can solve it?

"What the hell do you want? You're here to see my jokes, right? After Jiang Ruoxi finished speaking, she walked into the bedroom.

Leng Yan looked at her slender back, disappeared at the door, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and dialed a call, "Shi Lei, help me get all these media done, I don't want to see any more reports about Jiang Ruoxi and Lei Yuting tomorrow." Then he hung up the phone, looked at the several books on the coffee table, lit a cigarette, smoked one by one, and the smoke filled his vision.

Jiang Ruoxi squatted on the edge of the bed, clasped her hands on her knees, her eyes lost their color, she just sat quietly like this, maybe she was too tired, maybe she wanted to escape for a short time, she fell asleep shallowly.

It wasn't until Leng Yan walked into the bedroom that he saw Jiang Ruoxi squatting on the ground, turning on the crystal chandelier in the room, lighting up the light of the room, standing beside her, looking at the still red and swollen left cheek, her stubbornness and arrogance made him angry, but he still couldn't help but not get angry at her, because of what? Was it because of the red finger marks on her face? Or was it just a misunderstanding that she was in a hurry to deny to herself?

With a wry smile, he took a step forward, picked her up, and gently put her on the bed, looking at her tightly knit brow, the haggard on her face, was she worried? Even if she was worried, it wasn't because of her, right?

As soon as he stood up and was turning, his arm was grabbed by a small hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's not true." The voice was small, and it came into his ears, and when Leng Yan turned around, he saw that she was still tightly closed, her pink red lips opened and closed, and she kept saying sorry.

Leng Yan gently broke away from her little hand, covered her with the quilt, glanced at her, got up and walked into the kitchen, took the ice pack and returned to the bedroom, looking at Jiang Ruoxi's eyes with tear stains, there was a moment of softness somewhere in his heart, he took the ice pack in his hand and put it on her cheek.

A cold feeling woke up Jiang Ruoxi, who was sleeping, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome face close at hand, his thin lips were pursed, and his deep eyes looked at him tightly, "You, what are you doing?" Jiang Ruoxi reflexively waved his hand away, and the ice pack fell on the big bed.

"What do you think I'll do?" Leng Yan glanced at her and picked up the ice pack, "Apply it yourself!"

Jiang Ruoxi hesitated for a moment and took the ice pack, "Thank you!"

"You don't have to say thank you, I'm not here for you, I don't want you to appear in front of my parents tomorrow with half of your face swollen. I'm not going to be someone else's scapegoat, understand?" said coldly, his thin lips lightly opened.

That's right! She shouldn't have thanked him at all, this man was a selfish guy at all! Whatever he did, it was only for himself.

Jiang Ruoxi turned her head away and put the ice pack in her hand on her face.

The deep night seemed even quieter, with only a few faint rays of moonlight reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Early in the morning, Leng Yan drove to the Leng family's villa, the car was parked in the garage, Jiang Ruoxi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, did not get out of the car for a long time, Leng Yan glanced at her, "It's all here, how long can you hide?" There was a little mockery in his tone.

Jiang Ruoxi pursed her lips, opened the car door and got out of the car, the two walked along the garden path one after the other, walked into the hall, on the sofa in the living room, Leng Jingcheng and Wang Xiuqin sat on the sofa in the living room, as soon as Sister-in-law Li saw her come in, she greeted her, "Young master, young grandma, you are back." ”

"Dad, Mom, we're back. Jiang Ruoxi stood beside the sofa and said softly.

Leng Jingcheng put down the newspaper in his hand, "It's good to be back, Sister-in-law Li, prepare breakfast." ”

Wang Xiuqin just glanced at them, didn't say anything, and helped Leng Jingcheng into the restaurant.

Although there are Chinese and Western breakfasts, everyone seems to have little appetite and just eats a little bit.

In the living room, four people sat on the sofa, and after Sister-in-law Li made four cups of tea and put them in front of them, she retreated, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the living room was condensed.

"Dad, that incident was a misunderstanding. Actually, it is ... Jiang Ruoxi hesitated for a long time before speaking, but was interrupted by Wang Xiuqin after only half a sentence.

"Ruoxi, you are already the young grandmother of the Leng family, you also know that our Leng family is not only in the country, but also has a face in the world, look at your trouble, don't you lose the face of our Leng family?" As he spoke, he took out the magazine in the drawer under the coffee table, "Look what you look like!"

Jiang Ruoxi moved her gaze to the magazine, her heart trembled slightly, what was she expecting? Is she expecting them to know nothing? How could it be?