Leng Linli felt a dull ache in his chest.
When she looked at him, the expression on her face was always so nonchalant, so indifferent, so distant. It felt as if a needle was pricking his heart, one prick after another, the pain lingering and persistent.
The car stopped.
"Sir, we've arrived." The driver respectfully opened the car door.
"Um."
He responded coldly and indifferently, his aura heavy, and with a long stride, he calmly got out of the car.
Leng Linli was tall and had a straight posture. Coupled with his cold face, the driver immediately felt a strong sense of pressure.
The driver, hunched over, couldn't help but wonder: Had Mr. and Mrs. Leng been arguing again?
But just now in the car, he saw that the two of them were interacting very well.
...Mr. Leng is probably too straightforward and too concerned about saving face, which made his wife angry again.
Mr. Leng is still too young. When he gets older, he will realize that in front of his wife, face is worthless.
You gained face but lost your wife; it's a losing proposition...
Just as Yan Zhi was about to open the car door and get out, the door was opened from the outside. Yan Zhi was somewhat surprised when she saw who was providing the door-opening service.
The gentleman outside the door was surprisingly cold and stern.
Yan Zhi looked at Leng Linli with a puzzled expression, momentarily forgetting that she was going to get off the bus.
Bai Lian was sitting in the passenger seat. Instead of opening the car door for his beloved, he actually came to open the car door for her.
That's really... weird.
He stared at Yan Zhi with cold, sharp eyes, but she kept her head down and her gaze was not on him.
Distracted again!
With a slight frown, Leng Linli bent down and reached out to pull Yan Zhi out of the car. Caught off guard, Yan Zhi fell into his arms.
Yan Zhi instinctively tried to back away, but Leng Linli held her tightly, and she couldn't get out at all.
Leng Linli half-held Yan Zhi, his thin lips slightly parted, his tone brooking no argument: "Grandma is watching."
He lied to her.
Yan Zhi froze.
I see.
Yan Zhi smiled faintly, no longer resisting, and obediently let Leng Linli half-hold her.
Bai Lian's expression changed slightly as she watched this scene. She bit her lip and silently opened the car door to get out.
Seeing that Yan Zhi was no longer resisting, Leng Linli's mood finally improved slightly. He released Yan Zhi and instead took her hand.
Their fingers were intertwined, just like before their wedding.
Leng Linli laughed, but the smile on his lips was somewhat bleak. He never thought that one day he would have to use his grandmother as an excuse to hold Yan Zhi's hand.
Leng Linli pulled Yan Zhi closer.
It's just an act, there's no need to get this close. Just as Yan Zhi was about to pull away, Leng Linli grabbed the back of Yan Zhi's head and stopped her: "Be good, do you want Grandma to see that we're not in love?"
Leng Linli spoke casually, his large hand moving from the back of Yan Zhi's head to the front, considerately tidying up the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the wind.
Affectionate?
Was it a one-sided affair on her part?
...Love is useless, no matter how much you love, it's useless; only mutual love matters.
Yan Zhi stood calmly, and when she looked up at Leng Linli, her smile became more sarcastic: "I didn't expect President Leng to be such a good actor."
Leng Linli's fingers paused for a moment, then she smiled coldly: "Mrs. Leng, you flatter me."
Yan Zhi: "......"
After a while, Leng Linli leisurely took Yan Zhi's hand and slowly walked towards the courtyard.
Every step he took was filled with vigor and ambition.
Step by step, they flaunted their presence in the marketplace.
Bai Lian followed closely behind, her eyes reddening as she watched Leng Linli and Yan Zhi's hands clasped tightly together.
If she hadn't retained some reason, Bai Lian would have loved to go up and separate their tightly clasped fingers.
Leng Linli led Yan Zhi into the living room, and their arrival immediately attracted considerable attention and caused a stir.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman walked in through the door; they were a perfect match.
He was always impeccably dressed in a suit, exuding gentlemanly elegance and refined manners; every gesture he made was dignified.
The young heiress couldn't help but be infatuated with him.
"Kill me when President Leng laughs."
“When President Leng isn’t smiling, he’s even more deadly to me.”
The woman beside President Leng wore a fishtail dress with a beautiful drape in a gradient of purple, blue and white. The dress had an off-the-shoulder design that revealed her elegant collarbones. Several ribbons closed from the back, slightly covering her fair arms. The skirt was slit up to mid-thigh, and when she walked, it seemed to shimmer with light.
With each step she swayed gracefully, shimmering with light and color, her arms and long legs appearing and disappearing, her figure both slender and elegant.
Stunning from the front, even more beautiful from the back. The fabric has a high gloss and saturation, and the floor-length skirt floats like ocean waves as she walks. The deep purple-blue dress makes her already fair skin look even whiter, like a mermaid emerging from the water.
The gradient purple-blue-white dress swayed gently in the wind, and the beauty turned her head with a gentle yet cool demeanor, both aloof and stunning.
Grandma Leng's voice was the loudest; she laughed heartily, "My darling granddaughter-in-law is here!"
The voice was so loud, as if the speaker was afraid others wouldn't hear it.
As soon as Grandma Leng finished speaking, she quickly walked towards Yan Zhi, her eyes sparkling with joy and relief. She grasped Yan Zhi's hand tightly: "Oh my, my dear granddaughter-in-law, you've finally arrived! You have no idea how much I've missed you these past few days."
Yan Zhi smiled gently, her eyes softening as she pulled her hand away from Leng Linli's grasp.
Leaning against Grandma Leng's shoulder, she said sweetly, "Grandma, I miss you too. When it comes to missing you, it's a two-way street."
Grandma Leng tapped Yan Zhi's forehead: "You're the best at saying sweet things to coax me."
Yan Zhi took Grandma Leng's hand, her voice soft and delicate: "Grandma, I'm just telling the truth."
Grandma Leng laughed heartily, took Yan Zhi's hand, and walked towards the crowd.
Leng Linli watched Yan Zhi walk away, then looked at his empty hand. Just a minute ago, his hand was holding Yan Zhi's, but now only her lingering warmth remained.
She acted coquettishly and charmingly in front of her grandmother, making her grandmother beam with joy.
Seeing her act coquettishly felt like a lifetime ago.
He had seen Yan Zhi act coquettishly and sweetly towards Lin Xi.
I've also seen her open her heart and cry in Su Rao's arms.
I've even seen her instantly turn into a child in front of her grandmother.
Yan Zhi is not incapable of being coquettish.
Yan Zhi also acted coquettishly towards him.
I asked him for help with some trivial matters.
He was willing to satisfy her.
However, he is no longer the one she's using to act cute.
She no longer depends on him.
Leng Linli looked at Yan Zhiwen's gentle figure in the distance, a trace of loneliness flashing in his eyes.
Although he never said it, he was actually very envious of Lin Xi, Su Rao, and his grandmother, because they could all get along so well with Yan Zhi.
...He even envied himself before he got the marriage certificate, before he confronted Yan Zhi.
Grandma Leng looked at Yan Zhi, who was dressed neatly and without the jewelry she had given her that morning, and asked, "Why aren't you wearing the jewelry I gave you? Don't you like it?"
Yan Zhi smiled gently, her voice soft and sweet: "I like them all. I like everything Grandma gave me, but those pieces of jewelry are too precious. I'm afraid I might lose them if I wear them out. It would be so bad to lose things you gave me, Grandma, so I simply didn't wear them."
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