Leng Yeting was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses: "Are you still angry about Leng's bankruptcy?"

Wei Yan crossed her arms on her chest and looked at Leng Yeting with cold eyes: "Do you know how much psychological pressure Yao Yao will have to bear because Qu's is bankrupt at this time?"

Leng Yeting frowned: "But the Leng family will go bankrupt sooner or later, not today, but also tomorrow. She should have been mentally prepared for this."

Wei Yan immediately looked at him even more angrily: "As expected of the CEO of the Leng family, he is always so rational. He is not your friend, so you can always be so condescending and make others mentally prepared."

Leng Yeting looked at her with a hint of exhaustion in his brows, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, do you just want to quarrel with me over something like this?"

Wei Yan pursed her lips: "It's a small thing for you, but it's a big thing for me!"

Wei Yan turned around and was about to go back to the room.

Leng Yeting frowned, reached out to pull her, lowered his head and wanted to kiss her.

Wei Yan shook off his hand forcefully and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Leng Yeting noticed her reluctance and stopped his lips a few centimeters from the corner of her lips.

The two breaths blended together, but they only breathed each other and never spoke a word.

Wei Yan thought that she had been worried about something happening to him these past few days, but when he came back, he would only make her even more angry.

But what he was thinking about was that he had been guarding Mr. Leng these past few days, and one of his most important people had almost left him.

He was exhausted now and wanted to get some comfort from her, but all he got was cold words.

Until he heard the slamming of the door outside the house, Wei Yan went out again and looked, and sure enough, there was no one outside.

He left again.

Wei Yan hated the cold war the most, but she didn't expect that she and Leng Yeting would start it out of nowhere.

And inside the Fu family villa.

Ji Liang was wearing a plain dress. Because she always looked bad, she put on makeup specially.

The table was filled with food, all cooked by her herself.

After coming out of the hospital, she went directly to the vegetable market, selected the ingredients herself, and made such a large table with her own hands after returning home.

It was too much for two people to eat, but these were the dishes she could think of that she was best at.

She has never cooked since her child was aborted, and she and Fu Mo Sheng are also at odds with each other, and there is a thorn in each other's heart.

And today, she wants to pull out this thorn.

As for whether the wound will become pus and inflamed, or whether it will heal, it is never decided by her, but by Fu Mosheng.

Ji Liang was slightly distracted when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Fu Mosheng's voice came over: "Baby, you are waiting for me to eat."

Ji Liang tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Fu Mosheng coming over.

His lips fell directly on her lips, he picked her up and placed her on the dining table.

Ji Liang was forced to hug his neck, and Fu Mosheng said with an evil and arrogant smile on his lips: "But I want to eat you first."

He pushed the food away casually, raised his legs and squeezed directly between Ji Liang's legs. He hugged her back with one hand and pressed her closer to him.

Ji Liang originally had no idea in this regard, but he reacted after being provoked by him.

The long skirt makes it easier for him to move.

Ji Liang looked at Fu Mo Sheng's entranced look, but couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
Chapter completed!