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"Miss Wen, I've brought your bag back." Zuo Feng passed the bag to her.

"Thank you, Left Assistant. That's great. I thought I'd lost it. You really are my savior." Wen Xin revealed an extremely grateful smile.

Zuo Feng was captivated by Wen Xin's smile for two seconds, he suddenly felt a cold gaze looking at him from the side, he quickly waved his hand and laughed dryly, "There's no need to be courteous, if you want to thank, then thank young master! He saved you. "

Wen Xin turned to look at Leng Jueye gratefully, but Leng Jueye stared at her detestably, "How are you prepared to thank me?"

Wen Xin bit her lips and replied with embarrassment, "Does cooking breakfast count?"

Zuo Feng, who was at the side, let out a pfft and quickly covered his mouth, not daring to let out a laugh. Leng Jueye's expression turned slightly dark, "No, I'll remember this first. I'll return it to you in the future."

Wen Xin also knew that this man was not so easy to deal with. She smiled and called out to Zuo Feng, "Left Assistant, and also some porridge, do you want some? Let me fill a bowl for you! "

Zuo Feng wittily waved his hand, "There's no need, I've already eaten."

In front of the young master, Wen Xin was treating him well.

Zuo Feng tactfully found a reason to quickly leave. If he stayed behind as the electric light bulb for too long, it would be hard to guarantee that the boss would not charge him for it in the future.

Just then, the phone that Leng Jueye had placed at the side rang, he took a look and picked it up, "Hello!"

Xia Ran's panicked voice came from the other side, "Jueye, where are you!? "My dad got shot and injured last night. Come with me to the hospital!"

"I'm outside. I might not be able to make it back." Leng Jueye answered in a low voice.

"Then when will you be able to come back? "I'll go to the hospital first. Remember to come over when you come back." Xia Ran's tone was panicked, sad and choked with sobs.

"Alright, I'll do it as soon as possible." Leng Jueye said as he ended the call.

At the side, Wen Xin held her breath, and as she guessed, Xia Ran, she asked: "Is that so? What did she say? "

"She wants me to go to the hospital to visit Xia Wei, I don't want to go." Leng Jueye raised his eyebrows, his eyes cold.

He hated himself for showing mercy to Xia Wei last night. He should have beaten him up to the point of being crippled.

When Wen Xin thought about Xia Wei's heinous actions, she clenched her teeth. It was a pity that Xia Ran still didn't know what kind of person her father was.

"I will send someone to protect you in the future, so do not take any calls from Xia Wei. Even if your mother asks you to return to the Xia Family, you must refuse."

Wen Xin looked at him in shock, gratitude flickering in her eyes. "Why are you so good to me?"

Leng Jueye did not want to reveal his kindness towards her. He wanted to drink the cup of milk, but he said indifferently, "You are my woman. Without my permission, no one else is allowed to touch it."

Wen Xin lowered her eyes, and these words revealed his heartless nature. She was obviously nice to her, yet he used such an ice-cold reason to answer her.

Could it be that if he got tired of her in the future, he would allow her to be touched by another man?

Would such a day come?

"Of course! What should he do? Do you and his marriage make sense? " Wen Xin raised her head and asked. She was not asking with a motive in mind, she just wanted to know how he would solve this problem.

Leng Jueye squinted his eyes, a cold glint flashed past his eyes, "It won't be long before I propose a divorce."

Wen Xin was not surprised. A marriage without feelings, maintaining it was meaningless, "What if he doesn't agree?"

"She has no choice." Leng Jueye's words revealed a man's heartlessness.

Wen Xin's heart was startled for a few seconds, her heart felt a little cold. How much tenderness could such a man expect from him? He could be so cold to Xia Ran, and in the future, he could be so cold to any woman as well.

Leng Jueye saw that the lady in front of him had a startled look on her face, as though she was frightened by his words.

Wen Xin did not expect him to directly ask that, so she nodded: "Yes."

"Then are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?" Wen Xin asked in confusion.

"Afraid that I will be heartless to you in the future?" Leng Jueye looked at her with deep and profound eyes.

In the future? Where would the future come from? Wen Xin thought that she wouldn't marry him, so no matter how heartless he was, she wouldn't be injured.

"If you don't love Ran, you can get divorced earlier. This way, Ran will have the chance to choose again and find your true love. But I beg you, please talk to Ran peacefully and don't let her be too sad." Wen Xin looked at him and said those words.

Leng Jueye's eyes had obviously turned cold, and his expression was also ugly. He looked at her as if he was a sinner, then coldly said, "So you're saying that Xia Ran and I have finished, and you want to leave as well?"

Wen Xin was stunned for a few seconds. Since he and Xia Ran had finished, she would naturally leave as well. There was nothing in his hands that could threaten her now, so why would she be so shameless as to stay by his side? Moreover, Xia Ran was her own sister. If she continued to be with him, she would find out about his relationship with her sooner or later.

"Is that really your plan?" Leng Jueye stared at her coldly, feeling extremely restless in his heart.

Wen Xin stood up and picked up the things on the table, thinking that she should not answer this question. Wen Xin bent over and picked up the bowl in front of him, then suddenly, the man's large hand grabbed onto her slender wrist.

Wen Xin struggled a bit, "There's nothing to answer."

"Am I so unworthy of your nostalgia?" The man was enraged. Dammit, she had asked him about the divorce here, but here, was she ready to leave?

Wen Xin stubbornly turned her head, not knowing what to say.

Remaining in love? What right did she have to stay? He was her brother-in-law, not something he could change by divorce, and there was always an impassable moral line between her and him.

Leng Jueye pulled with his big palm, and in the next moment, pulled her onto his lap and sat her down.

Wen Xin didn't expect him to be like this. When she raised her head, the man's breathing came down from above her head, causing her to become disorderly. She panicked as she raised her head, crashing into his unfathomable pupils.

This kind of heat was able to seep into her skin through her clothes, flood into every cell of her body, and burn her heart.

She felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, struggling to get up.

Leng Jueye domineeringly wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and with a bit of force, she found it hard to move. His palm was very big, and under his grip, her slim and weak waist didn't fit in.

This kind of distance, this kind of posture, and this kind of warmth, was currently testing Wen Xin's shame. This was her brother-in-law's man, doing things to her that went beyond her moral limits.

Wen Xin panicked. She wanted to say something, but she felt her throat choking up. His hands instinctively tried to grab hold of his hands, but instead, they were caught by the back of his hand.

Two people, their fingers clenched tightly.

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