Returning to the villa, Leng Yan still hadn't come back. Sister Ping told her that Leng Yan had a social event tonight, and his phone was off, so she called the house. Sister Ping's words made Wen Nuan's lips involuntarily curve upward.
Hehe, Leng Yan is becoming more and more like a husband now.
"Maybe it won't be long before he falls in love with me."
Filling the bathtub, she stepped in barefoot, soaking in the comfortable water, Wen Nuan dreamed of the intimate times the two of them would share in the future, and the smile on her lips remained even as she unknowingly fell asleep.
**
Leng Yan emerged alongside a few city leaders, watching their cars leave. Just as he was about to get into his own car, his body suddenly stiffened.
Not far away, a woman's soft exclamation suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Leng Yan frowned and looked in the direction of the sound. In the corridor not far away were two blurred figures.
"Director Hu, please respect yourself!"
