Wen Lengyue felt that her heart was balled up, wrinkled and aching.

She knows.

I have never longed for something that is not my own.

The night flowed in the quiet space, and the white light after the movie ended hit Zhao Hanchen's face.

He is so good-looking, with sparse and elegant eyebrows and droopy phoenix eyes, and he has an unpredictable and affectionate look when he looks at people.

But where is the deep feeling?

The owner and the bird, making love is too extravagant.

Wen Lengyue concealed her emotions, her eyelashes trembling in disbelief, she straightened her back, raised her head, and gave her a kiss...

There is no Spring Festival in Country Y, but Li Zhao said that after finally coming here, he couldn't be too deserted.

Wen Lengyue was very obedient, not only listening to Zhao Hanchen's words, but also listening to Li Zhao's words.

She said: "Then I will prepare."

Li Zhao sat at the dining table, holding the red wine glass with his long fingers and a playful smile on his lips.

After a long while, he said: "Wen Lengyue, do you know what Brother Shen likes most about you?"

Wen Lengyue didn't answer.

Li Zhao probably wanted to say something to ridicule her, but Zhao Hanchen came down from upstairs, and all the conversation came to an abrupt end.

"Li Zhao, enough is enough."

Zhao Hanchen's voice was clear and clear, with an almost imperceptible hint of percussion.

Wen Lengyue didn't know the underlying meaning of their words.

She was never allowed to speculate or get close to Zhao Hanchen's heart...

The New Year is coming soon. After all, we are abroad and there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere.

Wen Lengyue bought a box of red envelopes online and sent them from abroad. They just arrived on New Year's Eve.

The New Year's Eve dinner is simple, but every dish is exquisite.

Zhao Hanchen's personal chef came from China, and his tastes catered to Zhao Hanchen's preferences.

Li Zhao talked a lot and talked a lot to himself at the dinner table.

He doesn't even need anyone to agree with him, he is very proud of what he says alone.

"Brother Shen, it would be great if we were in China. We could form a bureau together or something. It would be deserted to celebrate the New Year abroad."

Wen Lengyue lowered her head to eat. When she heard this, she secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Hanchen.

The latter noticed her gaze and threw a bunch of vegetables into her bowl, "Eat."

Wen Lengyue ate obediently.

The smile on Li Zhao's face faded again and again.

He put the tachyon back on the table, and there was a slight movement.

Zhao Hanchen paused while picking up the vegetables. He didn't tolerate him at all and said coldly: "If you don't want to eat, get out!"

Wen Lengyue felt that the smell of gunpowder smoke was very strong.

Li Zhao sneered exaggeratedly. After that, he took a deep breath, stood up, and said: "Zhao Hanchen, Jingxing, don't worry about it. If the Zhao family says you don't want it, then we don't want it. We old friends are also casual."

Just give it up. Just for Cheng Weiyue, you won’t even return to Jingcheng!"

When Zhao Hanchen heard the three words Cheng Weiyue, his eyelids raised, his eyes darkened, and there was anger spreading around him.

"Come up with me."

After that, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Wen Lengyue sat without moving, looking at the dishes on the table, feeling a little pity in her heart.

What a waste if you can’t finish it.

Upstairs, the sounds of arguments soon came down.

Li Zhao was probably going crazy. His voice became louder and louder every time, without any concealment.

"Yes! You can ignore everything! A mere star is nothing! We people are nothing! Together we can't resist your inner demons!"

"Why do you think I came all the way from Jingcheng? Zhao Hanchen, do you really think I have nothing to do!"

"Cheng Weiyue has been married for so long, and the child will soon be able to walk! Who are you arguing with?"

After that, there was a sound of objects falling to the ground.

Wen Lengyue heard Zhao Hanchen's low voice and squeezed it out from between her teeth, "Get out!"

Li Zhao "rolled" down within a moment.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wen Lengyue, who was still sitting and eating, and laughed angrily: "You and Cheng Weiyue are really alike, both heartless! We are all arguing like this, and you don't even look at her.

Come up and take a look?"

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wen Lengyue to answer and walked out without looking back.

When the door closed with a bang, Wen Lengyue slowly put down Kuai Zi.

She lowered her head and didn't respond for a long time.

she...

What can she do?

She is just a lover, and her duty is to make Zhao Hanchen happy.

Wen Lengyue sat downstairs until midnight. It was so delicious that she didn't even come down.

He didn't let her go up, and she hesitated for a long time before she convinced herself to take a look.

Just look at it.

The study was in a mess. Wen Lengyue stood at the door of the study, looking so delicious and sitting on the floor, surrounded by letters scattered on the floor.

He drank a lot, and an unnatural blush appeared on his cheeks, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

He saw Wen Lengyue standing at the door, smiled and called her: "Yueyue."

Zhao Hanchen only called her "Yueyue" once. That was when they first met. A girl who was working as a part-time student in school and earning hourly wages by running errands for teachers met a man who was surrounded by people.

How dazzling is Zhao Hanchen?

Wen Lengyue thought, if it really had to be described, it would be a thousand years in the eye.

The man's skin is so outstanding that it is unforgettable. He is surrounded by a group of exotic faces, his facial features are not inferior at all, and he is even a little taller than those people.

He is about 188cm tall, with long legs and wide shoulders, and a very good figure.

At that time, he held a cigarette between his fingertips, and the scarlet light spots flickered between him.

He put out the cigarette casually, raised his hand slightly, threw it into the trash can nearby, and squatted down casually.

Powerful and stunningly beautiful.

How could anyone treat the most famous Zhao family son in Jingcheng like a stranger?

Wen Lengyue knew that it would not happen.

He picked up the materials that had fallen on the ground for her, his voice was magnetic and his Beijing accent was loose: "A student here?"

She hummed softly.

"What is your name?"

"Wen... Wen Lengyue."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Hanchen smiled and said in a meaningful tone: "Yueyue?"

I didn't know what I meant at the time, but now that I think about it, I am filled with sighs.

Month after month...

Who is Yueyue?

Is it me or Cheng Weiyue.

Wen Lengyue carefully crossed the clutter and walked towards him.

"Mr. Zhao...are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk." Zhao Han chuckled softly, in a hoarse voice.

Wen Lengyue didn't know what to do.

After thinking for a while, she took out the red envelope from her pocket.

"Mr. Zhao... I wish you a happy new year."

Zhao Hanchen pinched the red envelope with two fingers, raised his eyebrows, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Wen Lengyue, are you giving me money?"
To be continued...