That night, Li Ruo spent half a day in the kitchen preparing three dishes and a soup.
She looked up at the time on the wall, recalling Wen Huaiyan's schedule for the day.
My fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the anxiety in my heart gradually dissipated.
finally.
"Squeak—"
Li Ruo looked up and saw Wen Huaiyan hurrying home.
"Mr. Wen—"
Before she could finish speaking, the other person went into the study.
Judging from this, she's probably encountered some difficult situation at work.
Knowing that Wen Huaiyan disliked being disturbed while working, Li Ruo sat in the living room and waited patiently.
Before I knew it, drowsiness crept in.
Her eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and even with the captivating programs on television, she couldn't shake off her fatigue.
Li Ruo didn't know how long she had slept, only that when she opened her eyes again, Wen Huaiyan was standing in front of her.
"Mr. Wen!"
Li Ruo suddenly sat up from the sofa.
She asked, "Are you done with your work?"
Perhaps because she had just slept, Li Ruo's hair was slightly messy, her eyes were hazy and slow, and her little face was a little rosy.
She was still wearing an apron, and from this angle—she looked like a young wife waiting for her husband to come home.
Immediately afterwards, Li Ruo noticed the blanket in Wen Huaiyan's hand.
She was stunned for a moment.
"For me?"
Wen Huaiyan didn't say anything, he just tossed it aside.
She immediately stood up and said, "You must be exhausted. I've cooked some dishes, including your favorite soup."
As she spoke, Li Ruo jogged into the kitchen and quickly heated up the food.
The two sat facing each other, and she meticulously and attentively did everything.
“You said you’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, you could try this soup. I’ve added some herbs, it should help.”
As Li Ruo spoke, her bright, deer-like eyes gazed at the other person.
Wen Huaiyan gave a muffled "hmm," his tired expression revealing a hint of weakness.
Perhaps both of them were tired, and the huge restaurant fell into a daze.
Li Ruo quietly sipped the food into her mouth.
She would occasionally raise her eyes and glance at the other person cautiously.
Sometimes when her eyes met Wen Huaiyan's, she would quickly look away.
Sometimes, when she saw the other person eating with their head down, Li Ruo would observe them for a while longer.
finally.
"Speak your mind directly."
Wen Huaiyan put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a frown.
"Mr. Wen, what did you say?"
He glanced down at his watch.
“In the fifteen minutes since you sat down, you’ve peeked at me thirty-seven times.”
The numbers were very straightforward, and Li Ruo felt a little embarrassed looking at them.
"So, what is it?"
In front of Wen Huaiyan, it seemed that everything was exposed.
Li Ruo touched her nose and whispered.
"I was wondering if it would be possible to postpone the schedule for next Wednesday?"
"What."
Wen Huaiyan could hardly believe her ears.
Li Ruo shrank her neck and quickly and quietly finished explaining everything.
"I ran into an old classmate at the supermarket today. Next Wednesday is our class reunion, and I'd like to invite you to pretend to be my boyfriend."
Li Ruo felt like she had gone mad to make such a request to Wen Huaiyan.
It seems she's been having a pretty comfortable time lately, to the point that she can even have such thoughts.
"no."
As expected, I was rejected.
Although she had prepared herself mentally, Li Ruo was still taken aback when she heard such a decisive answer.
She nodded her little head.
"Okay, I understand."
Seemingly a little embarrassed, Li Ruo lowered her head and quickly stuffed something into her mouth.
After a while, a sound came from above her head.
"Can't it be postponed?"
Li Ru shook her head.
That was the last time I heard about it.
For several days in a row, this matter lingered in Li Ruo's mind.
In fact, Chen Sisi would send messages to Li Ruo every day, intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about her situation.
For many moments, Li Ru sat at her workstation reflecting on why she had let her emotions cloud her judgment that day.
What's past is past, isn't it?
In his pursuit of momentary pleasure, he has now found himself in a dilemma.
Not only that, bad news kept coming in.
"Sister Li."
Xiao Li, the new intern in the project department, leaned against Li Ruo's desk and whispered.
"Boss, is something good coming up soon?"
Li Ruo raised her head, her brows slightly furrowed.
"What."
"I heard that Mr. Wen has recently introduced several young ladies from prominent families to Mr. Wen, seemingly with the intention of forming a marriage alliance. Mr. Wen seems quite satisfied with one of them and they have arranged several dates."
Li Ruo really didn't know about this.
She's already too busy taking care of herself to have time to care about gossip.
She didn't care about Wen Huaiyan's love life.
But she didn't want Wen Huaiyan to fall in love with her.
Now, Wen Huaiyan is her only tool for revenge.
Li Ruo closed her laptop, feeling that she should deal with this matter first.
After a few minutes of silence—
Li Ruo obediently opened the document again.
"Mr. Wen's affairs are not something I can interfere with."
"That's true. Although I feel that President Wen and you are close, there's no hint of gossip in it..."
For a whole day, Li Ruo was somewhat agitated.
Especially after learning that Wen Huaiyan had canceled a certain schedule to accompany this young lady shopping.
She didn't know whether it was because she was worried that Wen Huaiyan would be taken away, making her revenge plan difficult to carry out.
Or for some other reason.
She herself couldn't explain the reason.
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