Chapter 26 Don't be like those greasy men on the Internet
Jiang Yan didn't pay attention to Wen Lang's reaction, and was gradually attracted by the delicious food in front of her. Sure enough, delicious food is the most healing thing in the world.
After just one meal, Jiang Yan had already pulled away from her pessimistic mood. Originally, she was not a person who was easily depressed, so she quickly adjusted her mentality. Although there was a wonderful development in this marriage, it was her own choice in the beginning.
Yes, there is no need to blame others.
It was evening when we returned to Wenlang's residence again.
The sunset turned half of the sky red, and looking out from the large floor-to-ceiling windows of his house was breathtakingly beautiful.
This property in Wenlang is located in a prime location in the city, facing the river and having an excellent view. Most importantly, it is very close to Hengda Law Firm and can be reached on foot.
Jiang Yan felt better again when she thought that she would no longer have to take the subway in the morning and evening rush hours.
However, Wen Lang was not as leisurely as she was. His cell phone had been ringing since the two of them were having dinner. He answered the phone seamlessly all the way back, without a moment of silence.
Almost as soon as they arrived home, someone came to the house. It seemed to be a team of secretaries. There were five people in total, two women and three men, all holding thick folders.
Fortunately, Wenlang's house was big enough. Originally, only two bedrooms were left among the five bedrooms and two living rooms. Two of the other three bedrooms were connected to become a study room, and one was used as a video room.
As soon as Jiang Yan thought of this, she heard one of the secretaries say: "Mr. Xiao Wen, is this place too small? Otherwise, let's move to the Chunguang Pavilion."
Wen Lang glanced at Jiang Yan and said lightly, "No need. It's more convenient for her to work here."
The secretaries all turned to look at Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan quickly returned to the room where she slept last night despite the probing or doubtful looks of these people.
It was completely a self-protection inertia. She slept in this bedroom last night, so she subconsciously felt that it was safer here.
But when I came in, I realized that this was the master bedroom.
He couldn't go out immediately. He put his suitcase by the door and Jiang Yan sat on the sofa in a daze.
She and Wen Lang were obviously very affectionate last night, and everything seemed to be falling into place soon. I don't know why it happened like this in just one night.
This day was too chaotic and she needed to sort out her thoughts.
I was so absorbed in my daze that I didn't even notice anyone coming in.
It wasn't until Wen Lang's face magnified in front of her eyes that his lips were about to touch her face, that Jiang Yan woke up and immediately stepped away.
Such a subtle dodge made Wen Lang displeased.
"You're cuter when you're drunk."
Last night, she was as supple as a fish, swimming around him.
Jiang Yan received the meaning behind his words and also thought of the interaction between the two after she was drunk last night.
Blushing slightly, "I won't drink anymore."
"Yeah." Wen Lang added, "Unless you are with me."
He was too close, and Jiang Yan could smell the smell of tobacco on his body. He didn't have this smell before, so Jiang Yan asked, "Is it difficult?"
She only said four words, and when she heard Lang, she smiled and said, "Look at you, nothing is a big deal."
Jiang Yan glared at him, "Senior brother, don't be like those greasy men on the Internet, okay?"
Wen Lang smiled even bigger, with some indulgence, "Okay."
It’s not hard to spend the weekend in the busy schedule of Wenlang.
On Monday, Jiang Yan got up early and went to Hengda, while Wen Lang was going to take over the mess left by his father and brother.
Facing Zhao Fanzhi again still puts a lot of psychological pressure on Jiang Yan. She doesn't know how to explain to Zhao Fanzhi, or if she explains it, will Zhao Fanzhi believe it?