Wen Yan's face flushed slightly, her gaze falling on the man's handsome face. Her voice carried a hint of post-sleep weariness, "I fell asleep on my own?"
She found it hard to believe!
Normally, she remembered sleeping quite peacefully!
Leng Xunze looked at her and nodded slightly.
Wen Yan felt her face getting hot. She waved her hand, speaking incoherently, "Don't talk about it, hurry up and get up. I have to report to Ye Shu today."
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, pulling the covers over herself to hide completely with her clothes.
Leng Xunze saw the large bulge in the middle of the covers and raised an eyebrow slightly, not fearing she would suffocate herself.
A while later, Wen Yan changed her clothes, got out of bed, and scurried into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
She also sent a message to Bai Quan, "Quan Quan, you don't need Rong Beifeng to buy breakfast this morning. I'll make extra and bring it to you later."
Quan Quan had been hospitalized for many days, and she hadn't cooked a single meal for her. Now, she felt quite guilty.
As she was thinking, her phone suddenly rang. Wen Yan picked it up and saw Bai Quan's reply, "Okay, then it's hard work for Yan Yan."
She replied, "It's not hard, I'll make your favorite congee."
After sending the message, Wen Yan put her phone aside and began to busy herself at the kitchen counter.
Leng Xunze came out of the room and saw her busy. He walked over, a slight smile on his lips, and praised, "Your cooking skills haven't diminished at all."
Wen Yan glanced at him, feeling very good. "I only started cooking recently. When the studio got busy, I didn't even have time to eat breakfast."
Hearing Wen Yan's almost confessional words, Leng Xunze's heart softened. "Is the studio's funding your own?"
"No, Quan Quan gave it to me. Okay, let's eat." Wen Yan first filled two large boxes with the congee from the pot, then scooped the remaining congee into a bowl and brought it to the table.
Leng Xunze walked over, smelling the fragrant congee, and his lips curved slightly.
Wen Yan first served him a bowl and pushed it towards him. "Try it. I'll be going out later and don't know when I'll be back. Are you going back to the group?"
Leng Xunze took a sip of the congee and replied, "I need to go back to the company first and finish all the matters. It's possible the previous villa won't be habitable. Leave me a key."
"Huh?" Wen Yan looked up at him, puzzled.
Leng Xunze explained, "I'm giving up everything from the Leng family, and I'll have nowhere to live, so I'll have to come to your place. If you don't give me a key, where will I live?"
Hearing this, Wen Yan's hand holding the chopsticks paused. She asked in surprise, "Are you really giving up everything from the Leng family?"
From yesterday to today, she had thought Leng Xunze wasn't serious.
He hummed, his gaze sincere.
Wen Yan's calm heart felt like a stone had been thrown into it, causing ripples.
Then, she suddenly thought of something and asked with some confusion, "Leng Xunze, I made myself so clear yesterday, why are you still willing to give up everything you have for me?"
Leng Xunze suddenly looked up, staring into her eyes. "I've wanted to forget you more than once, to completely cut you out of my world. But every time I calmed down, your image would constantly appear in my mind. It wasn't until yesterday, when you were fighting alone at the banquet, that I truly realized you had already moved into my heart."
Wen Yan lowered her gaze, her heart suddenly beating faster. Just as she was about to speak, he asked, "So, do you still want to divorce me?"
Wen Yan's thoughts raced. She had pondered this question many times in her mind before replying, "Leng Xunze, aren't you regretting it?"
Leng Xunze shook his head, a smile on his lips.
Seeing this, Wen Yan replied, "I can temporarily not mention divorce."
Leng Xunze heard this. Although it wasn't a complete agreement, he could accept the progress.
After the meal.
Before leaving home, Wen Yan left Leng Xunze a key.
As Leng Xunze was about to go to the Leng Group, he suddenly received a call from Song Na. His expression darkened as he answered, "What is it?"
Song Na heard Leng Xunze's cold tone and asked with some jealousy, "Xunze, if you give up Wen Yan now and be with me, I can still tell my father not to withdraw his investment."
"Xunze, you should know that Wen Yan can't help you in your career at all, and you should know that I love you the most."
Leng Xunze frowned. "Are you finished?"
Song Na's expression changed upon hearing this. "Xunze, you..."
Before she could finish, Leng Xunze replied in a very faint voice, "Song Na, you should know me. No one can change what I've decided."
Song Na tightly gripped the hem of her skirt and replied unwillingly, "Xunze, are you really going to give up the friendship between the Leng family and the Song family for her?"
What was so good about that Wen Yan that she could capture Leng Xunze's heart?
In the end, it was because of that woman's appearance that Leng Xunze was so indifferent to her.
Leng Xunze's eyes turned cold. "That's the friendship between the Leng family and her, not me."
With that, Leng Xunze hung up the phone.
He drove away, and halfway there, his phone suddenly rang.
Leng Xunze glanced at the caller ID and answered, "Xunze, Song Corporation directly terminated their long-term cooperation with Leng Corporation last night. It seems to be for Song Na."
"If you don't have Leng Corporation now, Leng Bai Chuan might end up with it. You've made a huge move."
Leng Xunze looked straight ahead. "The Song family might just be testing. If a group president easily cancels cooperation with a group they've worked with for years, he wouldn't have become president."
Yuan Jiamiao found it reasonable and then remembered Wen Yan's matter, asking with curiosity, "Are you really going to start over with Wen Yan?"
Leng Xunze nodded heavily. "If I give up everything and still can't win her heart, then I won't bother her anymore. On the contrary, I think it's worth it."
This was the importance of his move.
Leng Corporation meant nothing to him.
Yuan Jiamiao knew his brother's personality and didn't say much. Instead, he cautioned him, "Xunze, your stepfather might not be simple. You need to be careful."
Leng Xunze's eyes darkened. "Was that shipment intercepted by people he sent?"
Yuan Jiamiao explained ambiguously, "Although not entirely certain, the information I found indicates that the people who intercepted the shipment have a very close relationship with Ou Ziqing."
"Okay, I understand. Now that I've withdrawn from Leng Corporation, some people should be unable to hold back."
Yuan Jiamiao smiled. "That's for sure. Leng Corporation is a piece of fat meat. But how could your mother, such a shrewd person, be fooled by him?"