Seeing Qian Fan's dog-legged posture, Cheng Yuelin lifted his eyelids casually: "You don't need to worry about it."
Some things can't be rushed, you have to take your time.
After speaking, he casually pointed to the bag in Qian Fan's hand: "What is this?"
"Oh, I just met my sister-in-law in the elevator. Knowing that I was exploited by you, you kindly gave me a dessert."
"Oh? She gave it?"
Cheng Yuelin frowned imperceptibly, and glanced at the bag lightly.
"Yes, my sister-in-law came to have a meeting with Zhong Yi, and his group has all the people." Qian Fan didn't pay attention to Cheng Yuelin's expression, and opened the dessert on his own.
"It's not me, sister-in-law is so gentle."
In high school, Qian Fan felt that Ruan Zhiyin was gentle and gentle, and she seldom said good things about her grades, and she always smiled when she saw everyone.
Even if the relationship with Brother Lin is not good, he is patient and serious when giving tutoring.
Look at the image of others, what a white moonlight!
Brother Piansheng Lin is always disgusted with people's good temper, and owes a lot to his mouth.
He really deserves his crush!
But thinking of this, Qian Fan also realized the painful price of Cheng Yuelin. After all, they are brothers for more than 20 years, and I can't bear it more in my heart.
He raised his head and glanced at the person behind the desk, only to see Shang Cheng Yuelin's hidden gaze, and after realizing something, his dessert-eating hand suddenly stopped—
"Isn't it, Brother Lin, you don't have one? Then... how about I give you this?"
Glancing at the cake he had already eaten twice, Cheng Yuelin snorted softly, "Oh, do you want to let it go?"
Attitude is no longer just.
Qian Fan quickly sneered: "That's right, what you eat is all made by your sister-in-law, so there's no need to compare it with us."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to the incomparably conspicuous lemon pear pulp placed on the desk, "Look, this pear pulp is only for you, and we can't even hope for it."
Taking back his gaze on the dessert, Cheng Yuelin hummed softly, made himself a glass of lemon pear water, and said nothing more.
However, the brows are not always stretched.
Inexplicable variety, the taste of being forgotten.
After a while, there were knocks at the door. After Bai Bo asked for instructions, he walked in carrying the same bag—
"Boss, this is the dessert takeaway that my wife just ordered for you, and it's delivered to me."
Seeing this, Qian Fan was relieved.
Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows, put down the water glass in his hand, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, and then tapped the table with his fingertips: "Well, I see, let's put it here."
Seeing that the other party took out several boxes of desserts from the thermal insulation bag, and took pictures provocatively, the cake in Qian Fan's hand suddenly became fragrant.
When he turned on his phone, he saw a freshly released circle of friends.
[Dessert, delicious. ]
Whoops, even with text.
What's so delicious, I haven't eaten it yet!
Seeing Qian Fan's frequent gazes, Cheng Yuelin hooked his lips loosely, and said with great interest, "Why, do you still want to eat?"
Qian Fanduo was a little surprised: "Can I eat it?"
The man groaned slightly, and then nodded eloquently: "Yes, I can exchange it for vacation."
Qian Fan: "..."
Come on, he shouldn't have expectations for this fellow!
—
On the other hand, Ruan Zhiyin had just returned to the company when she received the news that the delivery was successful.
Then, I saw Cheng Yuelin's circle of friends.
Thinking about how the man looked when he took a photo with his phone, she couldn't help but smile and gave him a like.
After doing all this, she opened the dialog box and sent a message to Cheng Yuelin—
[You should be more polite to Qian Fan in the future, and don't bring your temper to the company. ]
Ruan Zhiyin guessed that Qian Fandu should have lost his temper at the company to make Qian Fandu so angry and dissatisfied. She should always persuade him a few words, lest his arrogance be rejected by others.
After the message was sent, there appeared [the other party is typing] that kept flashing. After a while, she received a new message alert—
[Oh, I see. ]
Ruan Zhiyin stared at the news silently, and suddenly thought of what the man said this morning—
"Ruan 嘤嘤, if you can't figure it out, then... think slowly."
Could it be that he was actually thinking over and over again, how to reply to her message
Suddenly, the bell rang suddenly—
Ruan Zhiyin glanced at the caller ID on the screen, it was a completely unfamiliar foreign number.
Thinking it was a spam call, she didn't answer it.
But after the bell rang once, the other party dialed the phone again.
Ruan Zhiyin frowned and said, "Hello."
In the microphone, a gentle middle-aged female voice came: "Hello, is this Miss Ruan?"
Ruan Zhiyin: "Who are you?"
The other party paused for a while, and then stated his identity: "I am Cheng Yuelin's aunt."
Ruan Zhiyin was stunned for a moment. She knew that Cheng Yuelin had an aunt who moved abroad a long time ago and never came back, but she did not expect that the other party would contact her.
"Sorry for calling you, huh, can you do me a favor?" The other party's attitude was quite kind.
Ruan Zhiyin narrowed her eyes: "You speak first."
"I heard that Zhao Bing was arrested, can you help me find out how Cheng Lang is doing now?" Cheng Hui sighed, "You also know A Lin's temper, so you probably don't care about Cheng Lang's younger brother, but I think... Zhao Bing might find you."
Zhao Bing was arrested, and Ruan Zhiyin knew about it right after the accident at the Wang family.
But Cheng Yuelin didn't want to talk more about Zhao Bing with her, and he never put out his father's case.
Zhao Bing was obviously not very smart when he was able to do things like crawl into bed back then. If he was arrested at this time, he should have been pushed out by the people behind him.
Cheng Hui also understood this truth.
"Zhao Bing didn't say much, but Cheng Lang is her son after all. I don't believe that she will take the blame for no reason. There is no other reason to make this call. I can't have children. If Zhao Bing asks you for Cheng Lang... "
Ruan Zhiyin frowned, "I understand."
If Cheng Yuelin doesn't want to pay attention to Cheng Lang, then Cheng Hui is willing to raise Cheng Lang.
Cheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, huh."
—
Ever since she received a call from Cheng Hui, Ruan Zhiyin wanted to find an opportunity to 'talk' to Cheng Yuelin.
According to the book, an in-depth heart-to-heart talk is a good opportunity to pull in the relationship.
But Qian Fan was on vacation, and he was busy for a while.
Although she still picks her up from get off work every day, she stays in the study when she gets home, holds video conferences with people across the jet lag, and even eats quickly.
Ruan Zhiyin didn't want to be disturbed. After waiting for a long time, he caught his free time and opened his mouth during dinner.
"How is your relationship with your aunt?"
Cheng Yuelin glanced at her and nodded: "It's alright, but when I was three or four years old, she went abroad to settle down, and I didn't see much after that, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just like... I haven't heard you mention anything about the family."
Ruan Zhiyin knew that his mother passed away early, and Cheng's father was busy when he was a child. He grew up with his grandfather, had an aunt, and later had Zhao Bing, a former stepmother.
But that's all, all the information about him comes from the miscellaneous talk of outsiders.
Hearing her words, Cheng Yuelin put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a smile: "Ruan 嘤嘤, you have been very strange recently."
Ruan Zhiyin pursed her lips: "Is there? Where is it strange?"
Cheng Yuelin chuckled softly, then casually folded his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you care about me very much."
Clearly live together, or send him good morning and good night at a fixed time every day. At noon, he will order takeout for him, and remind him to 'eat well'.
Of course, Cheng Yuelin did not deny that he was enjoying her care, and even felt a little overwhelmed because of it. Every step of her temptation almost made him unable to restrain his patience.
However, he always had to be prepared.
Ruan Zhiyin heard the words, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked away with some guilty conscience, and asked, "I care about you, okay?"
"Well, fine, keep it up."
Cheng Yuelin nodded casually, curled the corners of his lips lightly, and his voice was cynical: "After all, you said on the second day of your wedding that people who want to marry me are ranked from Lanzhong to A, and a 'hot seller' like me has a sense of crisis. It's normal too."
Ruan Zhiyin choked slightly when she heard the words, and was once again dumbfounded by his arrogant attitude.
"By the way, Bai Bo recently made an appointment with me for a financial interview." Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows slightly, and then added: "I need to provide a few wedding photos."
And they obviously don't have wedding photos.
So, you need to re-shoot a set.
Ruan Zhiyin heard what he meant, raised her eyes and said, "Do you still need a wedding photo for a financial interview?"
In memory, he has never appeared in an interview.
"It's not that kind of serious interview." Cheng Yuelin explained lightly, and asked casually, "Why, you don't want to shoot?"
Ruan Zhiyin shook her head: "No, as long as you think... that's okay."
With her current thinking, when the two of them went to take wedding photos, no matter how she looked at it, she was taking advantage of Cheng Yuelin.
After dinner, Cheng Yuelin went to wash the dishes.
And Ruan Zhiyin went back to the bedroom, turned on her phone, and continued to report to her friends that she was going to take a wedding photo with Cheng Yuelin.
Gu Linlang: Wedding photos? I'll push you a nice photographer later. When it comes to taking wedding photos, there are too many poses, so seize the opportunity!
Ye Yanchu: The interview is good, it's time to show his married status. Yinyin, don't let anyone take advantage of it before taking Cheng Yuelin's hand.
Gu Linlang: Ah Chu is right, you have to take wedding photos and wear wedding rings. There are a lot of people who want to take shortcuts these days, whether men or women, they still have to be more careful.
Seeing the replies of the two in the WeChat group, Ruan Zhiyin frowned in thought.
It seems that after getting married, neither of them have worn that pair of wedding rings. Moreover, she seems to have overlooked things about competitors.
—
The day passed with that unspeakable thought.
At the table the next day, Ruan Zhiyin handed the rice to Cheng Yuelin and began to slap on the side.
"The first love you said before, what kind of person is she?"
Although she doubted whether Cheng Yuelin had a first love, but after thinking about it, she couldn't seem to deny it directly.
Ruan Zhiyin doesn't entangle with her first love, but if the other party really has a first love, she seems to be able to detect the type he likes.
Cheng Yuelin glanced at her calmly, and said calmly: "She has good grades and is willing to help others. Qian Fan said two days ago that she is very gentle."
"The first two days?" Ruan Zhiyin frowned slightly, clenching her fingertips subconsciously, "You... still like her now?"
The bottom of my heart seemed to flash with sourness.
Cheng Yuelin laughed softly and said lightly, "Ruan 嘤嘤, didn't you tell me last time that you can't destroy other people's marriages?"
Almost forgot, they are married now.
Moreover, the relationship between the first love and her husband was so good that he was saddened, and the chance of poaching was close to zero.
I don't know how good that first love husband is, that makes him feel ashamed.
Thinking of this, Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice became lighter: "Then you put it down?"
The man nodded nonchalantly: "Well, I'm more satisfied with my current state than in the past."
Ruan Zhiyin looked up at him, smiled, and said softly, "Well, me too."
Compared to him in high school, she also likes the way the two of them get along now. After all, at that time, their relationship was too tense.
"Oh? Did you bother me that much back in high school?" Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows slightly, "I didn't go abroad back then and didn't see my embarrassment, do you regret it?"
Hearing this, Ruan Zhiyin was dumbfounded for a moment when she met the man's calm eyes.
After a pause, she said earnestly, "Cheng Yuelin, I never wanted to see you in a state of embarrassment. I just... I'm often so angry with you that I can't help it."
If he is bad enough, she can calmly treat him as a stranger and not give him any emotions.
But he just used his unbearable temper to make things difficult for him to not cross the bottom line. Ruan Zhiyin often had nothing to do with him.
Staring at her serious demeanor, Cheng Yuelin sighed helplessly: "Ruan 嘤嘤, you should understand that people have temperaments and emotions, so you don't need to be burdened all the time."
In fact, in most cases, even if he was deliberately angry, she would not have a particularly big reaction. Outsiders may think that this is her gentleness and tolerance, but in fact, it is her who has created a layer of estrangement from everyone.
Even in the Ruan family, she probably doesn't have any real sense of belonging.
Ruan Zhiyin's world is very clear, and she will care about people who are kind to her. And those who are not good to her will no longer have the slightest emotion.
Just like those from the Lin family, in her eyes, they are probably no different from strangers. For their malicious intentions, she just treated them calmly, without the slightest sadness, or even too much anger.
She can always withdraw calmly, but it is based on the barriers in her heart.
Cheng Yuelin silently took her bowl and rubbed her head: "No one should be perfect, even if you have a little emotion, you can vent it, don't hold back."
She always showed the image of being too gentle and appropriate, and learned to cover everything. In essence, it is the fear of showing a little bit of shortcomings and making people shy away.
Hearing this, Ruan Zhiyin nodded in a daze, without answering, she shrank her fingertips.
She is used to regulating negative emotions and doesn't want to show them negative emotions because she feels that there has never been a relationship strong enough to tolerate a person's negativity forever.
After a long silence, she threw away the complicated thoughts.
After taking a sigh of relief, he suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Then why didn't you want to accept that money?"
What Ruan Zhiyin said was the tuition that the trustee gave to Cheng Yuelin after learning that the Cheng family had an accident.
The man lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Maybe, he is competing with himself."
He still doesn't know where his road will lead, why should she be involved, it's better to clear the relationship. Later, when he found out that Qin Jue was going abroad, he realized that he was one step too late.
Seeing his expression, Ruan Zhiyin knew that he didn't want to talk any more.
So he let out a long sigh of relief, and then said, "Linlang recommended me a photographer who specializes in taking wedding photos. There will be a schedule in the next two days."
"Ok."
"and… "
Seeing her hesitating to speak, Cheng Yuelin looked back at her.
Ruan Zhiyin handed him a dark red velvet box, and said after a moment: "This is for you, I bought it newly."
Cheng Yuelin took it and opened it, the silver wedding ring shone under the crystal lamp.
"Since you are married, you should wear a wedding ring, right?"
Even if he just wants to pretend to show affection, he should wear a wedding ring.
It's just that the previous pair of wedding rings are really not suitable for the two of them to wear. During the day, Ruan Zhiyin went to the mall to carefully select a new pair of wedding rings.
She looked at the man's expression and said, "If you don't like it, you can change it."
After being silent for a while, Cheng Yuelin's mouth curved in an imperceptible arc, stretched out his long and fair knuckles, and tapped her forehead.
Then he cleared his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, his voice was always calm and calm: "Well, it's okay."