She quickly walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Leng Jueye had already stripped down to his underwear and laid on the bed with a blanket covering his lower abdomen.

Wen Xin walked out of the room with her face flushed and her bathrobe draped over her shoulders. She felt very helpless and frustrated, she had clearly said that she wouldn't stay with even if she died tonight.

Now, why were they together again?

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Wen Xin asked softly.

Leng Jueye nodded, and said: "Give me a massage."

Wen Xin was flabbergasted, not knowing what to do.

Leng Jueye reached out his hands to her, and Wen Xin walked over. He lifted up the blanket, revealing her firm and flat abdomen, and placed her soft and tender hands on it, gently pressing his hands on it to draw circles on his abdomen.

Wen Xin felt that her palm was extremely hot. She turned her face away, and with her guidance, she pressed down on his abdomen, circle after circle, circle after circle. After an unknown period of time, Wen Xin felt that his skin was scorching hot.

She wanted to retract her hand. If this continued, the atmosphere wouldn't be right. Moreover, she could feel that this man had become dangerous.

Leng Jueye suddenly grabbed her, "Continue."

This voice was concise, powerful, and irrefutable.

However, Wen Xin didn't want to continue anymore. She took a step back, and when Leng Jueye thought she wanted to leave, he used a bit of force with his palm.

Before she could do anything, she was pulled down onto his lap.

This time...

Wen Xin's emotions instantly tensed up, as if she had received ten thousand points of a punch, and started to crumble.

Leng Jueye immediately groaned, damn it, I'm going to die, suddenly, he grabbed her by the waist, and pulled her up onto the bed, in the next moment, with the force of the heaven and earth, he pushed her down.

In an instant, the breathing became entangled …

His body stiffened and his heartbeat quickened.

The panic surfaced clearly in Wen Xin's eyes. She pushed him, and her uncomfortable face flushed red, avoiding his gaze, "Let me up."

Wen Xin lowered his head and looked at her, a profound light shining in his eyes. Wen Xin was not at ease being looked at by him, so they could only face each other. His eyes were too hot, causing her to subconsciously lick her dry lips.

His kiss lacked its usual violence and arrogance. Instead, it was gentle, exquisite, and entangled.

She gasped with fear, felt his big hand move from her waist to his, kissing her deep, pressing against her lower back, pressing her closer to herself.

Wen Xin was scared, trembling, as if she was terrified. At the same time, she was intoxicated by her kiss, unable to control her emotions.

Her hands gripped the bed sheets, her eyes blurred and moist. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Every time she was with him, she felt a strong sense of guilt.

Leng Jueye kissed her tears and slightly straightened his waist, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Xin turned her face away and sobbed, "We can't do this."

Leng Jueye sighed, he pushed away her hair and kissed her forehead before turning around and covering his chest with the blanket, "Alright, I won't touch you tonight."

Early morning.

When Wen Xin woke up, the place beside him was already empty. She looked at the empty space next to him in shock, the scene of her sleeping with him last night had seemed like a dream.

She got up and walked to the front of the table. Seeing that there was a new suit placed there, Wen Xin was surprised. Or had someone delivered it?

Wen Xin quickly picked up her clothes and changed. There was no one in the hotel, could it be that he had already left?

After washing up, Wen Xin pushed open the door and suddenly saw a figure leaning on the side of the corridor. Wen Xin was startled, and saw Zuo Feng smiling at her brilliantly: "Good morning! Miss Wen. "

"Left assistant? Why are you here? What about him? " Wen Xin asked somewhat embarrassedly.

Zuo Feng couldn't help but tighten his lips, and laugh uncontrollably. Do you mean the Boss Leng? He had a stomach attack in the morning and went to the hospital. "

"Ah …" Wen Xin's face was extremely shocked.

Zuo Feng remembered that at six o'clock, he received a call from the boss, telling him to deliver the clothes over. The boss' face was dark and ugly, telling him to stay here and wait for Wen Xin to get up while he went to the hospital.

The boss was normally well, but how come he was so ill that he had to go to the hospital?

"Boss, did you eat anything wrong last night?" Zuo Feng asked curiously.

Wen Xin's guilty conscience hung on her face, and she anxiously said, "Let's go find him!"

At the hospital entrance.

When He Feng and He Feng arrived at the main entrance, they saw Leng Wangye in a black shirt and black trousers, holding a suit jacket in his hands, looking like a business elite and a pillar of a nation. It was hard to imagine that he had just finished hanging a bottle of water and that the nurses on the whole floor were all infatuated with him. When had they ever seen such a handsome man sitting there so early in the morning with a drop?

"Boss, are you alright?" Zuo Feng asked with concern.

Wen Xin was about to cry. It was all her fault. If it wasn't for her, this man wouldn't even need to go to the hospital.

"I'm fine." Leng Jueye answered indifferently, his spirit was refreshed, and he regained his usual calm demeanor of never revealing his mountain, not showing off his water, and staring at the world coldly.

"I'm sorry." Wen Xin awkwardly apologized.

Leng Jueye was truly a little speechless. Why was she alright, why couldn't a man like him compare to her?

"Boss, it's a three o'clock plane."

"Alright, give me the car. Wait for me at the airport." Leng Jueye opened his mouth and asked.

Zuo Feng immediately understood that the owner had to seize every moment to date! It was more important for him to disappear as soon as possible.

Zuo Feng sent a taxi away, while Wen Xin stared at the tip of his feet in embarrassment, not knowing how to get along with him.

"Take me to breakfast." Leng Jueye naturally held her hand and walked towards the carriage.

Wen Xin was in charge of searching for the most expensive restaurant in the carriage, and after half an hour, they arrived at a luxurious buffet breakfast restaurant. Leng Jueye led her up, chose a table close to the window, and carried two plates of food over.

"Come back with me this afternoon." Leng Jueye raised his head and looked at her.

Wen Xin shook her head, "No, I want to live here. I don't plan to go back for now."

"You want to leave your mother alone?" Leng Jueye looked at her with deep and profound eyes. He had already held his ground with regards to the matter of Xia Family.

Wen Xin raised her head in shock, "Did something happen to my mother?"

"Didn't your mother tell you? Now, Xia Wei's wife has brought her son along to fight over his property! "

"When did this happen?" Wen Xin was even more surprised.

"Just these two days, I can't see how your mother's position in the Xia Family will be preserved any longer." Leng Jueye spoke out the truth somewhat cruelly.