"Sorry, my hand slipped." The man's cold voice was indifferent.
Xu Tingting was furious, but Wen Yan couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, seeing that Leng Xunze was doing it on purpose.
Her heart finally settled, and her gaze turned cold as she looked at Xu Tingting and said, "Xu Tingting, not everyone is after your family's wealth. Moreover, this is my husband. If my husband doesn't fancy you, why are you still shamelessly trying to be a mistress, Miss Xu?"
Xu Tingting's face turned pale and green, having never been so humiliated.
"Heh, as expected, the poor are a perfect match! You'll regret this!"
She angrily flung these words and left. As she walked past the window and saw the man using the kettle to refill his cup, the silver ring on his slender ring finger glinted faintly in the light. Xu Tingting suddenly found it somewhat familiar.
She remembered that a long time ago, when her father went to seek cooperation from a powerful figure, she had inadvertently seen the man's hand on the table – long and beautiful, with a silver ring radiating a cold, noble glow.
However, at that time, it wasn't on his ring finger, but his index finger.
Xu Tingting suddenly felt her thoughts were a bit ridiculous. No matter what, that person could never be this poor boy.
"Are you not on good terms?" Leng Xunze asked indifferently, his voice deep and pleasant.
"Mm, her family is very rich and doesn't associate with us," Wen Yan nodded. Looking at the man's handsome, indifferent face and recalling his recent actions, she couldn't help but find it amusing.
This man was quite cunning.
"Mm," Leng Xunze replied casually, his well-defined fingers holding his phone.
He opened a chat window.
[What are the Xu family's recent business ventures?]
The reply came almost instantly: [Ancestor, why are you suddenly paying attention to this unremarkable small family? It seems to be in the jewelry business, which is quite popular with wealthy ladies lately.]
[Pass down my message: anyone willing to patronize their business will never be able to cooperate with MC Group.]
A blockade!
At this moment, Xu Tingting had no idea that her actions were about to bring about a devastating blow to her family!
After the two finished their meal at the small noodle shop, they came out and saw the shared bikes by the roadside. Leng Xunze then unlocked one for her.
The summer night breeze was cool.
The man in front carried a faint scent of sweat, but it wasn't unpleasant.
The wind blew her hair.
Wen Yan suddenly had a fleeting thought that this kind of life wasn't as bad as she had imagined.
When they reached the doorstep of the house, Wen Yan suddenly became nervous and said to him, "I tidied up the house a lot today. I don't know if you'll like it."
"Let's see," the man remained taciturn.
The door opened, and Leng Xunze walked in to see that the old, peeling walls of the house were now covered with clean, neat wallpaper, the floor was sparkling clean, and everything was meticulously organized.
The bedroom was also tidied and made.
It was still so small, yet it felt different.
Leng Xunze glanced at Wen Yan.
"I washed all the bedding today and dried them," Wen Yan said nervously. Seeing Leng Xunze’s silence, she became even more anxious, "Do you dislike people touching your things?"
"...Mm."
Wen Yan felt a bit at a loss.
Had she been too presumptuous? Even though they were married, they had only known each other for less than a day.
This was his home.
"You are not 'people'," Leng Xunze continued, his handsome brows still placid.
Wen Yan was slightly stunned, a strange feeling spreading in her heart, but she quickly frowned again, "You hit Jiang Yao Cheng today. What if he causes trouble for you?"
"How do you know his name?" Leng Xunze's phoenix eyes narrowed, as if he could see right through her.
Wen Yan quickly explained, "We're from the same university. He pursued me before, but I didn't agree. Also, he's very vindictive and his family has power and influence." By the end, Wen Yan was increasingly worried, feeling that she had caused trouble.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Leng Xunze added, "Our boss is very humanitarian."
"Really? That's great," Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately smiled and asked, "You should take a bath. I'll get the hot water for you."
She had never done this before, but her mother used to do it for her father.
Back then, their family of four was very warm and loving. Wen Yan thought she was the happiest person in the world.
But soon... that happiness was brutally shattered...
Wen Yan pushed those thoughts away, prepared the bathwater, and then called Leng Xunze to bathe.
"I've also prepared clothes for you," Wen Yan smiled.
"Mm," Leng Xunze looked deeply at Wen Yan.
His clothes seemed to have a faint scent of cherry blossoms from the girl, and Leng Xunze's eyes darkened, a strange emotion welling up in his heart.
Was this what it felt like to have a woman at home...
That night, the two still slept in the same bed.
After a day of internal struggle, Wen Yan had convinced herself that if Leng Xunze wanted to, she wouldn't stop him.
"Don't overthink it."
The man's magnetic, husky voice sounded in her ear, "I won't force you until you're willing."
Wen Yan felt a sense of being seen through, "I... we're married now, so it's natural to do such things." Wen Yan said, her body starting to sweat.
In the darkness, the man rustled closer, his masculine aura enveloping her.
His breath landed on her face, and Wen Yan instinctively closed her eyes, her body stiffening uncontrollably, facing the fear of the unknown.
Slowly, a warm touch came to her lips.
Very light, as if brushed by a feather.
A butterfly's kiss, it touched and separated.
The soft touch didn't seem as terrifying as she had imagined. Wen Yan recalled scenes of couples kissing in TV dramas and, following their example, leaned towards him. Her cherry-petal-like lips gently touched his.
This time, she could clearly feel that the man seemed to have愣了愣.
Unexpectedly, she wasn't the only one who was nervous. Wen Yan felt like laughing for some reason and actually chuckled.
"Is it that funny?" Leng Xunze asked, his magnetic voice tinged with a hint of annoyance.
But in the next second, he pressed down, taking the lead and cupping her head with his hot palm, initiating a kiss.
This time, it was unrestrained. A fiery tide swept through her mouth, tasting an incomparably sweet nectar, and further conquering her. Wen Yan had never experienced such an intense kiss, and soon, she couldn't help but let out broken sounds.
This was like an incentive to the man, and his large hands began to grow restless.
Things were about to enter an R-rated scene...
Wen Yan suddenly felt something and grabbed his strong, slender arm. The man's voice was husky and alluring, full of desire, "Mm?"
Wen Yan's face turned so red it could bleed, "I... it seems it's here..."
There was a moment of silence in the air.
He seemed a little unwilling, "Which one?"