Chapter 617: It doesn't matter if you are in glory or in despair
"My husband and I have been drinking and cannot drive. Miss Sun, please feel free to do as you please."
After the kiss, Shen Weiyang looked at Sun Feifei with a faint smile and said, her slightly raised red lips were mocking.
"Drunk driving is against the law. My husband and I are law-abiding citizens."
After saying that, she took Leng Huaijin's arm and left, leaving Sun Feifei's face frozen.
When Shen Weiyang walked out of the box, he heard the sound of a huge table falling to the ground behind him. It must be that Sun Feifei was so angry that she overturned the wine table.
She looked at Leng Huaijin jokingly and said, "Are you sure you don't want to go in and coax your big client?"
"As long as my wife isn't angry," Leng Huaijin reached out to touch her hair helplessly.
But she dodged him: "Who is your wife? We are divorced, and now I am your ex-wife."
Still angry.
Leng Huaijin had no choice but to chase her, but the faster he chased her, the faster she walked. Finally, worried that she was walking too fast and something would happen to her and the child, Leng Huaijin had to follow her slowly and didn't dare to chase her anymore.
When she took a taxi to leave, he quickly walked over and got in.
Shen Weiyang just glanced at him and said nothing more.
When Leng Huaijin wanted to reach out and hold her hand, she avoided him.
Leng Huaijin explained helplessly: "There's really nothing between Sun Feifei and me. We're just partners."
Shen Weiyang twisted her slender fingers together and asked without showing any emotion: "If I didn't go there today, would you really send her back to the hotel?"
Leng Huaijin said without hesitation: "Of course not, the most I can do is help her get a taxi. I'm a married man now, and I definitely won't get entangled with other women."
Shen Weiyang smiled bitterly, took the initiative to reach out and hug his arm, leaning on his shoulder without saying anything else.
Is this angry or not angry?
Leng Huaijin looked at her delicate and beautiful facial features, but couldn't catch a glimpse of her thoughts.
"What are you still standing there for? Aren't you going home?"
After arriving home, Leng Huaijin was still wondering whether she was angry or not, thinking about how to coax her later.
She looked at him in a daze and called him with some amusement.
Seeing a slight smile on her face, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Weiyang, are you still angry?"
After getting off the car and walking in the huge yard, he followed her closely and asked.
It seemed as if he would not be able to rest all night if he didn't get a definite answer from her.
It's quite funny.
"I'm not angry, let's go home," Shen Weiyang held his big hand and walked into the house with him.
After entering the house, she went to the kitchen to cook for him. Leng Huaijin immediately went in to help her: "If you don't want to wake Aunt Zhang up, I'll do it."
“No, go upstairs and take a shower first, it will be ready soon,” Shen Weiyang lowered her head and took the pot lid from his hand.
Leng Huaijin felt that her voice was hoarse and something was wrong.
But I could also feel that her emotions were fluctuating greatly, so I didn't dare to force her and had to leave the kitchen first.
After he left, Shen Weiyang's tears fell. While crying, she boiled the water and started preparing the dishes.
"Weiyang, don't cry, she and I really have nothing."
Leng Huaijin didn't really leave. When he saw her crying silently in the kitchen at the kitchen door, he couldn't help but come in to help wipe her tears.
Shen Weiyang turned her head away, her voice hoarse: “Didn’t I tell you to go take a shower upstairs, why are you back again?”
"If I hadn't come back, would I have seen you so aggrieved?" Leng Huaijin looked at her tears, his heart aching. "Don't be sad. If you're unhappy, I won't do this project anymore, and I'll never have any contact with Sun Feifei again."
"That's not it," Shen Weiyang shook her head, and only continued after her emotions had stabilized, "It has nothing to do with Sun Feifei."
"I can't bear to see you being wronged."
She doesn't even take Sun Feifei seriously, and doesn't take the social interactions at the dinner table seriously.
What made her sad was that the man who once called the shots in the imperial capital now had to swallow his anger and endure the pain of an ordinary rich second-generation for a small project.
Sun Feifei still likes him and is willing to give him some face and flattery. If it were one of those difficult-to-talk-to customers, he would have to endure so much contempt.
"Ajin, tell me seriously, how long are you going to endure this grievance? Why is Old Lady Leng so mean to you?"
In the Leng family, the only one who has the power to demote Leng Huaijin to the grassroots level is Old Lady Leng.
"She's not trying to be mean to me. This is the rule." He bent down slightly, cupped her tear-stained face, and carefully wiped it away. "The Leng family isn't a place where you can come and go as you please. Since I'm coming back, a little punishment is nothing."
"Don't worry, it won't be long. This month's performance is only one order away from breaking the record. By then, once the profit has doubled, I can go back."
Shen Weiyang didn’t believe it: “Is it really that easy?”
"Really," Leng Huaijin bent down lovingly and put his forehead against hers, comforting her softly, "Grandma is just angry for a moment, it will be fine once she calms down. The Leng family can't bear to lose such an outstanding talent as your husband."
"How can you praise yourself like this? You are shameless," Shen Weiyang finally burst into laughter and pushed him away angrily.
Leng Huaijin reached out and pinched her face and said with a smile: "It's embarrassing for you to cry over such a small matter."
He would rather she was jealous and got angry with him.
I also don't want her to be so sad and cry because she feels sorry for herself.
But it is undeniable that her concern for him made him feel warm and touched.
"Don't pinch my face," she retaliated angrily, reaching out to pinch his face as well, glaring at him angrily, "I feel sorry for you, and you actually make fun of me."
"I'm wrong, honey," he apologized directly and good-temperedly, then lifted her up with both hands and picked her up. "The kitchen is very fumesy, please go out first, I'll make the noodles."
"No, you drank quite a bit tonight, didn't you? Go take a shower and rest for a while, I'll do it. How much smoke can noodles produce? I'm not that squeamish," she nudged herself in his arms like a kitten and said coquettishly, insisting on coming down to cook him a meal herself. "My husband works so hard now, I must take good care of him."
Leng Huaijin had no choice but to let her go as she pleased, but he didn't leave. Instead, he stayed and cooked with her.
Looking at her gentle and serious profile, Leng Huaijin once again felt that no matter what situation he was in, as long as the person in front of him was her, his identity didn't matter.
Because he knew that no matter whether she was in glory or adversity, she would always love him.
Only after meeting Wei Yang in this life did he feel at ease.
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