Loveless Marriage: Wen Shaotang is Addictive
Chapter 3 Who Sleeps Who
Leng Yan opened her sleepy eyes, and the warm morning sun shone on her eyelids. She subconsciously stretched out a hand to cover her eyes, and said, "Why are your arms so heavy?" '
Turning over, she found that not only her arms, but her whole body were sore, as if she would fall apart if she moved again.
She, who has always been very vigilant, rolled her amber cat eyes and found that this place should be a presidential suite.
She swallowed dryly in her throat, lifted the quilt nervously and panicked, and when her eyes touched the gorgeous red, the only trace of luck left in her heart disappeared instantly.
God, what the hell did she do last night?
There are also patches of reddish-brown marks all over the body, which are simply hot eyes!
Leng Yan closed her eyes, frowned, clenched her fist and hit her right temple twice.
Hey, it's really the rhythm of death.
I don't know if it's because of the residual alcohol, or because of the intense exercise last night, but her head hurts like it's splitting open.
She couldn't remember what happened, she could only vaguely remember that a handsome man rescued her, then she seemed to kiss him, and then...
"Ah!" Leng Yan screamed, covering her hot cheeks.
If her memory is correct, she should have taken the initiative to cater to that man and completed a series of actions.Thinking of how proactive she was last night, Leng Yan was really not sure who slept who.
She opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and whispered in despair, "Leng Yan, I think you are crazy!"
She shook her head vigorously, trying not to think about the sexually explicit picture of a man and a woman on the bed.Never thought that her first time would be handed over so hastily by herself.
Leng Yan didn't know if the man had left, she was wrapped in a quilt, she weighed her toes, hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, and quickly put them on her body.
only……
Presumably it was too intense last night, she found that the hem of the skirt was obviously torn, so she tied it in a knot, her cheeks were so hot.
She tiptoed around inside and out, and found that the handsome guy had already left, Leng Yan was relieved.If she saw the other party at this time, she would have to find a crack in the ground and get in.
She quickly put the scattered things back into her bag, and ran out of the clothes as if fleeing.All the way, I felt that there were pairs of malicious eyes staring at her behind her, and even pointing at her behind her back.
Wen's villa.
Leng Yan gently twisted open the extravagant door, walked on catwalks, and walked in quietly.
"Where did you go crazy last night?"
She was about to step up the first step, but she didn't expect to bump into her mother.
What are you really afraid of, what are you coming to.Looking at her mother who was more than a dozen steps higher than her, Leng Yan bit her lower lip, thinking about how to answer in her heart, so as to get the matter over with.
She had just thought about it when she heard, "Hey, forget it, just come back. Anyway, you're not doing your job all day long, and I don't bother to care about you."
Leng Yan frowned, "Mom, I didn't lose my job, last night I..."
"No? I asked you to study business management, but you insist on learning some music. Isn't this not doing your job properly?" Speaking of this, Leng Sujin looked around, and her voice became a little softer, "The Wen family's business is so big. , you don't know how to use such a good resource, but you insist on going against me. I really don't know how I gave birth to such a stupid daughter like you!"
"Mom, I..."
Leng Sujin waved his hands, impatient expression on his face, "Okay, I don't have time to listen. I have to go to see your brother, it's been burning all night, I don't know what will happen."
As she spoke, she directly treated the daughter in front of her like air, and walked past her.It seems that I still have to count on my son in the future!
The moment they passed by, Leng Yan's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.She wanted to say that learning music was her dream, and that yesterday was her birthday, but it was obvious that Leng Sujin didn't care at all, and she didn't even remember it.
After hearing the sound of closing the door, Leng Yan had the courage to take a slow look at her mother's back.
Since she was a child, she lived like an orphan.Although my mother is by my side, I have never enjoyed maternal love.
I remember one time, she had a fever of forty degrees.The aunt who was cooking at home was scared and stayed up all night, in order to take care of her.
But her mother didn't even look at her for a while, so cold and heartless that Leng Yan once wondered if she was a lump of meat in her stomach.
Leng Yan, whose eyes were hazy with tears, took a lot of effort to hold back the tears.
Her feet seemed to be on cotton, and she returned to the room weakly, closed the door, and prepared to change into clean clothes.
Opening the closet, she picked out a dress at random, but standing in front of the full-length mirror, Leng Yan's hand froze suddenly, and the tears she could not hold back finally slipped out from the corners of her eyes and wet her cheeks.
So bright red strawberries on her neck, she wondered how her mother couldn't see them.
Maybe some things will become natural after you get used to them.For example, for Leng Sujin, her daughter always seems to be ignored, like a speck of dust in the air.
Looking at the scars all over her neck, her cheeks flushed again, ashamed and disheartened intertwined under the tears.
"Knock, knock..." Suddenly there was a slightly hasty knock on the door.
Leng Yan quickly wiped away her tears, thinking that her mother's conscience found out and cared about her for the first time, but she was disappointed again in the end.
Before he could say the word 'please come in', he was stopped by the butler's middle-aged male voice full of vicissitudes.
"Miss Leng, the second master has returned from England, and the master asked everyone to go downstairs to clean him up."
She was dazed for a moment, then gave a dull 'oh', and dismissed the butler standing outside the door.
Second Master?She is very unfamiliar with this name. She only knows that Master Wen has a younger brother with a big age gap who is abroad and hasn't come back these years.
Leng Yan doesn't want to see anyone now, but she knows that she is dependent on others, and she can't follow her own wishes in everything.
She put the little floral dress back in the closet, and took out a high-necked dress.When meeting for the first time, it is better to leave a good impression on the other party.
But after a few minutes, she changed her mind.
Before she reached the turning of the stairs, she heard laughter and laughter from the bottom. In fact... one more of her is not much, and one less of her is quite a lot.
The reason why she took her mother's surname Leng was not because her family environment was enlightened, but because she was not from the Wen family.The mother married into Wen's family with her oil bottle.
Turning a corner and going down the stairs, she saw a handsome and noble man sitting on the sofa, but she couldn't help opening her mouth.
How... is it him?
Turning over, she found that not only her arms, but her whole body were sore, as if she would fall apart if she moved again.
She, who has always been very vigilant, rolled her amber cat eyes and found that this place should be a presidential suite.
She swallowed dryly in her throat, lifted the quilt nervously and panicked, and when her eyes touched the gorgeous red, the only trace of luck left in her heart disappeared instantly.
God, what the hell did she do last night?
There are also patches of reddish-brown marks all over the body, which are simply hot eyes!
Leng Yan closed her eyes, frowned, clenched her fist and hit her right temple twice.
Hey, it's really the rhythm of death.
I don't know if it's because of the residual alcohol, or because of the intense exercise last night, but her head hurts like it's splitting open.
She couldn't remember what happened, she could only vaguely remember that a handsome man rescued her, then she seemed to kiss him, and then...
"Ah!" Leng Yan screamed, covering her hot cheeks.
If her memory is correct, she should have taken the initiative to cater to that man and completed a series of actions.Thinking of how proactive she was last night, Leng Yan was really not sure who slept who.
She opened her eyes, stared at the ceiling, and whispered in despair, "Leng Yan, I think you are crazy!"
She shook her head vigorously, trying not to think about the sexually explicit picture of a man and a woman on the bed.Never thought that her first time would be handed over so hastily by herself.
Leng Yan didn't know if the man had left, she was wrapped in a quilt, she weighed her toes, hurriedly picked up the clothes on the ground, and quickly put them on her body.
only……
Presumably it was too intense last night, she found that the hem of the skirt was obviously torn, so she tied it in a knot, her cheeks were so hot.
She tiptoed around inside and out, and found that the handsome guy had already left, Leng Yan was relieved.If she saw the other party at this time, she would have to find a crack in the ground and get in.
She quickly put the scattered things back into her bag, and ran out of the clothes as if fleeing.All the way, I felt that there were pairs of malicious eyes staring at her behind her, and even pointing at her behind her back.
Wen's villa.
Leng Yan gently twisted open the extravagant door, walked on catwalks, and walked in quietly.
"Where did you go crazy last night?"
She was about to step up the first step, but she didn't expect to bump into her mother.
What are you really afraid of, what are you coming to.Looking at her mother who was more than a dozen steps higher than her, Leng Yan bit her lower lip, thinking about how to answer in her heart, so as to get the matter over with.
She had just thought about it when she heard, "Hey, forget it, just come back. Anyway, you're not doing your job all day long, and I don't bother to care about you."
Leng Yan frowned, "Mom, I didn't lose my job, last night I..."
"No? I asked you to study business management, but you insist on learning some music. Isn't this not doing your job properly?" Speaking of this, Leng Sujin looked around, and her voice became a little softer, "The Wen family's business is so big. , you don't know how to use such a good resource, but you insist on going against me. I really don't know how I gave birth to such a stupid daughter like you!"
"Mom, I..."
Leng Sujin waved his hands, impatient expression on his face, "Okay, I don't have time to listen. I have to go to see your brother, it's been burning all night, I don't know what will happen."
As she spoke, she directly treated the daughter in front of her like air, and walked past her.It seems that I still have to count on my son in the future!
The moment they passed by, Leng Yan's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.She wanted to say that learning music was her dream, and that yesterday was her birthday, but it was obvious that Leng Sujin didn't care at all, and she didn't even remember it.
After hearing the sound of closing the door, Leng Yan had the courage to take a slow look at her mother's back.
Since she was a child, she lived like an orphan.Although my mother is by my side, I have never enjoyed maternal love.
I remember one time, she had a fever of forty degrees.The aunt who was cooking at home was scared and stayed up all night, in order to take care of her.
But her mother didn't even look at her for a while, so cold and heartless that Leng Yan once wondered if she was a lump of meat in her stomach.
Leng Yan, whose eyes were hazy with tears, took a lot of effort to hold back the tears.
Her feet seemed to be on cotton, and she returned to the room weakly, closed the door, and prepared to change into clean clothes.
Opening the closet, she picked out a dress at random, but standing in front of the full-length mirror, Leng Yan's hand froze suddenly, and the tears she could not hold back finally slipped out from the corners of her eyes and wet her cheeks.
So bright red strawberries on her neck, she wondered how her mother couldn't see them.
Maybe some things will become natural after you get used to them.For example, for Leng Sujin, her daughter always seems to be ignored, like a speck of dust in the air.
Looking at the scars all over her neck, her cheeks flushed again, ashamed and disheartened intertwined under the tears.
"Knock, knock..." Suddenly there was a slightly hasty knock on the door.
Leng Yan quickly wiped away her tears, thinking that her mother's conscience found out and cared about her for the first time, but she was disappointed again in the end.
Before he could say the word 'please come in', he was stopped by the butler's middle-aged male voice full of vicissitudes.
"Miss Leng, the second master has returned from England, and the master asked everyone to go downstairs to clean him up."
She was dazed for a moment, then gave a dull 'oh', and dismissed the butler standing outside the door.
Second Master?She is very unfamiliar with this name. She only knows that Master Wen has a younger brother with a big age gap who is abroad and hasn't come back these years.
Leng Yan doesn't want to see anyone now, but she knows that she is dependent on others, and she can't follow her own wishes in everything.
She put the little floral dress back in the closet, and took out a high-necked dress.When meeting for the first time, it is better to leave a good impression on the other party.
But after a few minutes, she changed her mind.
Before she reached the turning of the stairs, she heard laughter and laughter from the bottom. In fact... one more of her is not much, and one less of her is quite a lot.
The reason why she took her mother's surname Leng was not because her family environment was enlightened, but because she was not from the Wen family.The mother married into Wen's family with her oil bottle.
Turning a corner and going down the stairs, she saw a handsome and noble man sitting on the sofa, but she couldn't help opening her mouth.
How... is it him?
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