"Isn't it just a piece of clothing?"
What is there to show off.
Qian Fan put his mouth aside, picked up the phone, looked at the time, and sneered softly: "Mr. Cheng, it's already eight o'clock, why don't you hurry up and go home?"
At the last meeting, this person still had two sips of wine, but today he has been silent and stunned, so don't let it get in the way.
Qian Fan felt that he could endure Cheng Yuelin's temperament for more than 20 years because of his excellent self-cultivation. But Rao is because he has cultivated enough, and now he can't bear it anymore!
Look at this man's day-to-day pranking, is it something that only human beings can do!
Cheng Yuelin was not annoyed when he heard his words, stood up and nodded lightly: "Well, then I'll go back."
He is still thinking of other things, and he really doesn't have the time to chat with them.
—
When Ruan Zhiyin said goodbye to her friend and returned home, the lights in the living room were on.
Although there was no one in the living room, she knew that Cheng Yuelin should have returned.
Going upstairs and changing into home clothes, Ruan Zhiyin walked into the kitchen, cleaned the lemons and sweet pears bought from the supermarket, and wanted to boil some lemon pear pulp.
Cheng Yuelin has a lot of entertainment on weekdays, and when others want to toast to please, there will inevitably be some scenes where they have to drink.
She knew that every time he finished drinking, his throat would be sore the next day, so she wanted to make some lemon pear jam to prepare.
According to Ye Yanchu, this is called subtly melting each other in the details.
As the saying goes, you can get the moon when you are close to the water. Since she lives with Cheng Yuelin, it's just... cheap.
When boiling the lemon pear pulp, you have to watch the heat carefully, as it will stick to the pan if you are not careful.
Ruan Zhiyin stood for more than an hour, watching the small pot of lemon pear pulp gradually become thick, and finally turned off the fire.
When I raised my hand to pick up the glass jar on the shelf, I felt sore from standing for too long, my fingers trembled, and the bottle with red dates and chestnuts on the shelf also fell down.
Seeing that the bottle was about to hit her arm, Ruan Zhiyin had no choice but to protect the glass jar next to her.
However, the expected pain did not appear.
The heavy bottle did not change its direction, and smashed directly into the palm that suddenly appeared—
With another snap, it shattered to the ground.
Turning his head, Cheng Yuelin pursed his lips and looked at her, the bottom of his indifferent eyes darkened.
Ruan Zhiyin's brows furrowed tightly, and she quickly asked, "Are you okay with your hands?"
Cheng Yuelin clenched his fist lightly, shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the mess on the kitchen floor again.
The glass bottle originally contained the red dates and chestnuts sent by Uncle Liu, but at this time it was already broken into pieces.
Cheng Yuelin caught a glimpse of her staring at the fragments, and held her wrist: "I'll come."
The man first cleaned up the broken glass, and then packed the red dates and chestnuts into a clean cardboard box with her.
After cleaning the battlefield, he glanced at the pottery pot on the gas stove and said lightly, "It's so late, why are you still cooking in the kitchen?"
After finding her back, Cheng Yuelin went downstairs not long after. But she stayed busy in the kitchen and never went out.
On the way, he passed by the kitchen several times, and she stood there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Hearing Cheng Yuelin's words, Ruan Zhiyin remembered what was in the pot, and quickly took two small glass jars and put the boiled lemon pear pulp into it.
"It's boiled with lemon pear pulp to moisten your throat. Every time you drink alcohol, your throat becomes hoarse. You can take a can to the company."
Cheng Yuelin took a deep look at her, his Adam's apple slipped slightly, and lightly rubbed the pulp of his fingers a few times.
The corners of his mouth twitched quietly, and after a long pause, he said lightly, "Well, thank you."
Ruan Zhiyin paused while stirring the pear pulp, lowered her eyes, and then shook her head: "Actually, you don't need to say thank you to me."
He didn't allow himself to say thank you, and it seemed strange to hear him thank him now.
Cheng Yuelin took the glass jar she handed over, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled casually: "Well, I see."
Finally, I got the hang of it.
—
Half an hour later, the lights in the living room went out, and the two went back to their bedrooms. Between the master bedroom and the second bedroom, there is a wall that is not too thick.
Ruan Zhiyin came out of the bathroom after washing up.
After lying on the bed, she took out her mobile phone and clicked on Cheng Yuelin's circle of friends.
His circle of friends is very simple, and there are always only trivial photos in life without any accompanying text.
The latest two photos are of the poached eggs this morning, and the packaging of the coat she bought.
Although I know that Cheng Yuelin is simply recording life, but looking at the photos in the circle of friends, it seems that every one of them has her participation.
Even if it was just a coincidence of staying with him, Ruan Zhiyin had an inexplicable sense of secret joy.
Thinking of Ye Yanchu's words, she spent a few minutes to like every Moments of Cheng Yuelin.
After doing all this, Ruan Zhiyin opened the dialog with him again and edited two messages to send—
[Be careful when you sleep, don't put pressure on your hands. ]
[Good night. ]
Looking back on her WeChat conversation with Cheng Yuelin, except for the first few emojis he sent him, the rest were sent by him when she picked her up from get off work, 'arrived' and 'downstairs'.
Cold, without the slightest charm.
Ye Yanchu recently bought several love books. She said that the key to starting a relationship is to create an ambiguous atmosphere.
And saying 'good morning' and 'good night' every day is a necessary trick to create ambiguity.
After sending the message, Ruan Zhiyin was about to turn off her phone and go to sleep, when she saw [the other party is typing] suddenly displayed at the top of the dialog box.
Holding the phone and waiting for ten minutes, she received a brief message from Cheng Yuelin.
[OK, good night. ]
Just one more word than her 'good night'.
Ruan Zhiyin clicked on the dialog box, and after thinking for a long time, she still regarded Cheng Yuelin's message as a polite reply, so she put down the phone and fell asleep.
And the other side of the wall.
Cheng Yuelin was sitting on the edge of the bed, frowning and staring at [the other party is typing] on the screen—
Silent for a long time.
When lying on the bed, seeing the bruises on the back of his right hand, he quietly pursed his lower lip, then changed his hand to hold the phone, and put his swollen arm on the pillow next to him.
Sleepless nights.
—
The next day, Ruan Zhiyin walked out of the room after washing, and bumped into Cheng Yuelin who had just come out from next door.
Compared with the neat image of suits and shoes in the past, men are a little different today.
The suit jacket was draped over the sturdy arms, the tie was messily hanging on the chest, the white shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing the white collarbone.
Between the gentle and the ruffian, it seems to lure people away from their eyes.
After seeing her, Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows, leaned idle by the door, and said casually, "My hands are weak, can you tie a tie?"
Ruan Zhiyin's eyes fell on the back of his red and swollen hand, her lips pursed, and then she shook her head: "Not really."
The man whispered: "Well, I'll teach you."
For Ruan Zhiyin, tying a tie is not difficult to learn. But what Cheng Yuelin said to teach her was actually useless.
The two dawdled until the end, Ruan Zhiyin still followed the online video before tying his tie.
The moment she pushed the tie up, Cheng Yuelin lowered his head slightly, and in an instant, the two were very close.
Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyes subconsciously and bumped into the man's deep, dark eyes.
The straight eyebrows are more three-dimensional, the nose is high and the lips are thin, and the distance outlines his handsome features particularly clearly.
It is said that the first temptation between men and women comes from looking at each other.
Ruan Zhiyin leaned back against the door, the man was close at hand, leaning over and staring at her.
In this quiet and long-term stare, she involuntarily held her breath, her fingertips curled slightly, as if even the surrounding air was still.
After a while, Ruan Zhiyin heard Cheng Yuelin's condescending tone: "Why, Ruan 嘤嘤, I am so good-looking?"
It actually makes you... stunned.
There was a clear smile in his dark eyes. Seeing that she didn't answer, he continued: "Last time you said that women also appreciate men, so these people also include you?"
There was a scrutiny in the man's sloppy eyes. It seemed that she could see through the thoughts in her heart directly, so that she had nowhere to hide.
Ruan Zhiyin looked down and landed on his slightly trembling Adam's apple, and the urge in her heart came up again.
Once again, she looked away and caught a glimpse of the dark blue in his eyes, and she finally found a topic to ease the embarrassment.
"You... didn't you sleep last night?"
The man lowered his eyes lightly: "Yeah."
"Why?"
"Oh, what do you say?"
"How would I know."
"I don't know?" Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows lightly, patted her head, and said lazily, "Ruan 嘤嘤, if you can't figure it out, then... think slowly."
He knew that Ruan Zhiyin might have some thoughts, but maybe that wasn't enough.
Too anxious, it will scare her.
He had waited for a long time, but he didn't want her to start under too much pressure.
Still, wait a minute.
—
The weekend went by in a blink of an eye.
The action of chasing people has not been fully implemented, and when she arrived at the company, Ruan Zhiyin returned to the state of work.
She officially resigned as the temporary general manager and handed it over to Ji Yijun, who returned to the Nguyen family under her persuasion.
She specializes in surgery, and Ruan Zhiyin knows that Ruan's main business is not good at her. This is also one of the reasons why she chose to stay at T&D instead of rushing back to China.
After the Lin family was cleared out of the company, she thought about the idea of opening up a new business independently, but it had not yet formed, and she only continued to work on the Beicheng project.
Kang Yu was going to go with Xiang Bin to Linheng and Director Zhong to connect the second batch of capital injection for the Beicheng project.
But at noon, Ruan Zhiyin saw Kang Yu's face was pale and sweat was dripping from her forehead, only then did she know that she had caught a cold, and she forced her to take sick leave.
In the afternoon, Ruan Zhiyin thought again and again, and went to Linheng with Xiang Bin in person.
Not counting the time Cheng Yuelin brought her to sign the marriage agreement over the weekend, this was the first time Ruan Zhiyin came back to Linheng Building.
After all, it was a temporary visit, and it was business affairs.
In order to avoid suspicion, she did not go to the top floor to find Cheng Yuelin, but took Xiang Bin directly to the 12th floor to find Director Zhong.
In addition to the second batch of capital injection, Xiang Bin also made a brief report on the project cooperation in the first quarter.
The two of them had a two-hour meeting with the Linheng project team in the conference room.
At the end, Ruan Zhiyin ordered some desserts from SIMO Hotel in order to express her gratitude for the cooperation during this time.
Unexpectedly, when he was about to leave, he met Qian Fan in the elevator.
As if he had just come down from the top floor, he was quite surprised when he saw Ruan Zhiyin: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"
Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "Come and talk to Director Zhong about the second batch of capital injection for the Beicheng project."
"Brother Lin didn't know you were coming?"
"I don't know." Ruan Zhiyin shook her head.
After speaking, she handed the remaining dessert to Qian Fan: "I just ordered some desserts from SIMO Hotel. They taste good, you can try them too."
Originally, she wanted to take it home to Cheng Yuelin, but since she met Qian Fan, she could order another one.
Qian Fan took the dessert handed over by Ruan Zhiyin in a daze, and was immediately moved.
Recalling that Cheng Yuelin just showed off his lemon pear water in the office, he felt more and more that it was a pity that someone as gentle as Ruan Zhiyin was exploited by each other every day.
This time, he really had enough!
Thinking of this, Qian Fan said angrily: "Sister-in-law, if this man is too dog, let's not get used to it. If you get used to it for a long time, he will slap his nose on his face!"
Ruan Zhiyin looked puzzled: "?"
Seeing this, Qian Fan stretched out the palm of justice: "You don't have to hide it from me, I know that you can't stand a dog like him."
Ruan Zhiyin didn't know why Cheng Yuelin had provoked Qian Fan, but after a moment of silence, she still pursed her lips and persuaded: "Actually, he... is good in nature, but his mouth is inappropriate. You should be more concerned."
Hearing that she was still speaking for Cheng Yuelin, Qian Fan's pupils trembled, and his heart was even more sad and angry.
God is unbearable! Such a dog can marry such a considerate and tolerant daughter-in-law, why don't I!
He forgot to get off the elevator, and followed Ruan Zhiyin to the first floor.
Seeing the other party say goodbye and leave, after a while, he pressed the button leading to the top floor again.
In the president's office, Cheng Yuelin saw Qian Fan who had left angrily just now, and came back with a bag.
He glanced at the other party, put down the document, coughed lightly, and said, "Well, you worked a lot of overtime some time ago, and recently you have been free, so I'll give you half a month's leave."
"Cheng Yuelin! Let me tell you, this time I will not bow my head casually for these petty profits!"
Qian Fanyi is right.
Why! Since this guy got married, he has left all the work that requires overtime to himself!
Forget it, but he still has to endure the other party's frequent show of affection, which is outrageous!
Cheng Yuelin glanced at him lightly and raised his eyebrows: "Then, at the end of the year, add a 10% dividend."
"Cough, Brother Lin, where do you think it's better for me to go on vacation? Speaking of which, haven't you and your sister-in-law on their honeymoon yet? I'll also make plans for you two along the way?"