Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Ning Yan stretched out his hand to loosen his neckline, glanced deeply at the woman sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and hung up the phone expressionlessly.

Before noon, Lan Xin saw Jiang Ying who came to apologize in Ning Yan's office.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen, and she looked a little out of sorts, looking at Lan Xin with hatred in her eyes.

"I apologize, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Jiang Ying was always high-spirited, and it was the first time Lan Xin saw her look so low-key. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "I accept your apology, but I'm sorry, I can't forgive you."

Jiang Ying took a deep breath, and scolded without confidence: "Lan Wei, don't push yourself!"

Lan Xin put down the mobile phone in his hand, stood up from the soft sofa, and said in a light and pleasant voice: "I have to make progress? Jiang Ying, you apologize, I can't see a little apology in your eyes. But if you posted on Weibo before Apologize with all your heart, Ah Yan will not punish you a second time!"

"I asked you to clarify and apologize on Weibo, not to blackmail me again! Even if you were forced to come and apologize to me again, you still haven't changed your mind! Let me forgive you, why? I'm not the Virgin! "

Jiang Ying laughed back angrily: "But I'm not wrong, you meddled in other people's feelings, you dare to be a villain!"

"You dare to act bravely, why do you still come to me to apologize, why not let your heroic deeds be listed in the hot searches on Weibo for the rest of your life!" Lan Xin shot back casually, and the smile on his face became ironic.

Jiang Ying choked up and blinked her eyes to hide the tiredness and tears in her eyes.

It is undeniable that Lan Xin stepped on her sore foot.

Some things, some shortcomings can happen to others, she will ridicule and publicize, but she will not admit that she has them too.

This is the inferior root of human nature, and she cannot avoid it.

"Lan Wei, I'm not good, but I don't like you either." Jiang Ying sneered, "I still don't know what you're thinking? You haven't appeared in front of Ning Yan for two years, but you think that Gu You can't bear to tarnish the relationship between Heng and you."

"You have held it in for so long, why don't you continue to hold it in? It's just because in your heart, life is more important than this relationship! In the end, you still have to use Gu Heng's death to make Ning Yan feel guilty!"

Lan Xin blinked her eyes, and the smile on her face remained undiminished: "What you said is wonderful, what else?"

"The change between Ning Yan and Qiaoqiao is not because of you, but because of Ning Yan's guilt towards Gu Heng. What are you so proud of?"

Jiang Ying screamed.

Lan Xin's pupils shrank, and the smile on his face deepened: "Jiang Ying, I don't want to admit that I lost to me, and what to do with so many excuses. If you think this way, it will make you feel better, and I don't care."

"There is no need to apologize on Weibo, I accept your apology, and I will also let A Yan withdraw your good deeds. You see...you hate me so much, and you want to cover up the scandal in the end, why don't you rely on me, the person you hate ?”

Lan Xin chuckled and asked Secretary Yang to see off the guests.

Jiang Ying followed Secretary Yang out, and when she was halfway there, she looked back. Lan Xin stood where she was, watching her leave the office with a well-trained smile.

If Lan Xin hadn't said clearly that she would not forgive her, she would have thought that Lan Xin had let go of the entanglement between them.

Not long after Jiang Ying left, Ning Yan walked in from the outside. His body was tall, his eyes were deep, and his coldness was mixed with a gentleness that she could easily see.

Lan Xin was stunned for a moment, and said in a soft and gentle tone: "A Yan, I don't care about this matter anymore, you can withdraw Jiang Ying's Weibo."

"Well, I asked her to apologize to you on Weibo."

Ning Yan sat down on the office chair, raised the corner of his mouth, and even took out his mobile phone, looking vigorous and resolute.

"Wait a minute, don't ask her to apologize."

Ning Yan paused when she heard Lan Xin's words, then glanced at her sideways, and said in a soft voice, "Huh? Mrs. Ning, you kill people with invisible hands, and you use them more and more slipperily."

Lan Xin flicked the long hair on her cheeks, and looked at him blankly, "A Yan, what are you talking about?"

"I withdraw Weibo when things are most controversial. Not only can I suppress Jiang Ying's rumors about you, but it will also make netizens criticize Jiang Ying's character even more."

"If Jiang Ying doesn't apologize for a day, your fans will insist on it. Is this your way of accepting an apology?"

Ning Yan knocked on the table, Lan Xin's face was a little pale, and she smiled after listening, "A Yan, I don't accept this pot of dirty water!"

Her expression was natural, and the corner of her mouth was raised: "If you insist on Jiang Ying apologizing, I don't care. Anyway, I accept it, but it doesn't mean forgiveness."

The man let out a low laugh, with his head lowered, unable to see his expression clearly: "Just do what Mrs. Ning said."

……

After lunch, Lan Xin called to Secretary Yang, and tapped twice on the table with her light white fingertips: "Is there any script recently, let me have a look."

Hearing this, the man who was processing the documents looked up at Lan Xin, tapped the table twice to attract the woman's attention, and said casually: "I remember, I told you to take a break after filming "Neon Clothes"?"

Lan Xin didn't take it seriously: "I don't seem to agree either."

Lan Wei came back early, and now her reputation has been perfectly suppressed by Jiang Ying's scandal. When it comes to the exchange of identities, if Lan Xin doesn't give Lan Wei a big gift, she is really sorry for Lan Wei's hospitality all these years.

Secretary Yang stood in the office with a bead of sweat on his forehead.

Taking the script to offend the proprietress, but not offending the boss, Secretary Yang felt a little bitter, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Go get it."

Ning Yan thought for a while, and opened his mouth to order Secretary Yang.

Soon the script was listed in front of Lan Xin, she glanced at it for a few times, and finally her eyes fell on the script at the bottom.

"Plumage".

In a costume drama, the heroine has countless martial arts scenes, as well as a few difficult inner scenes.

The director was Xu Zhen. Lan Xin twitched her mouth and handed it to Secretary Yang.

"this one."

"Well, Mrs. President, this show needs an audition."

Lan Xin nodded and said, "Go and negotiate with Director Xu. I will audition in the afternoon. If there is no problem, I hope to sign the contract tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow, she will go back to Lan's house to exchange her identity with Lan Wei. If Lan Wei were a green onion, she would not be allowed to act instead of her for so many years.

Lan Xin lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes cast a shadow on her lower eyelids, making her beautiful look somewhat illusory.

Secretary Yang was stunned for a moment, recovered from the amazement, took the file and went out to call Xu Zhen.

After the audition, the two went back to Yuewan together. On the way, Lan Xin was so tired that she leaned against the middle of the car seat to sleep.Didn't even find it.

Ning Yan carried him out of the car, went up to the second floor, put him on a big soft bed, then took off his coat and went downstairs.

When Wen Wan was preparing dinner in the kitchen, she saw Ning Yan coming in and trembling, and said in a shallow voice, "Sir, I'm cooking now. There is too much oily smoke in the kitchen. Go out and wait."

Ning Yan rolled up his sleeves, walked into the kitchen, and ordered in a low voice, "I'll make dinner, and you can do other things, and ask the wife to come down for dinner in half an hour."

Wen Wan: "This..."

Ning Yan glanced at her, with an undeniable coolness in his eyes, Wen Wan was startled, turned around and left the kitchen involuntarily.

When Lan Xin was called out by Wen Wan, it happened that Ning Yan came out of the kitchen with the last dish.

The porcelain white plate did not soften the cold lines on the man's face, but when he looked up, his facial features softened.

The lights above Ning Yan's head were shining, Lan Xin tilted her head and asked, "What day is it today? How did you cook?"

The man's slender and thick eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes. Hearing the woman's question, the corners of his mouth turned up: "Let's eat."

His craftsmanship is very good, especially the red dates and lotus seed porridge, which is mellow and sticky. She couldn't hold back for a while, and she was a little full.

After Lan Xin finished eating, he ate casually along the small garden of the villa. The pupils of the man sitting in the dining room were astonishingly bewitched by the light.

He flicked the chopsticks in front of him, propped his head thoughtfully.

Well, it's not an illusion, Lan Xin will always eat more of the dishes he cooks.

I don't know if it's really delicious, or just eat two more bites for the sake of his hard work.

This is always a way to get her to eat more.

……

As the Chinese New Year approached, Ning Yan became more and more busy. When Lan Xin woke up from a nap, she reached out and touched the side, but there was no one there.

The surrounding darkness eroded over, and a trace of cold sweat rose from her back for no reason.

Reaching out to turn on the bedside lamp, the dim light gave her little sense of security. She took out her phone and glanced at the time.

Three in the morning.

Lan Xin got out of bed, stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet, and went out to the study.

There was a cup of cold coffee in the man's hand, and the computer was emitting a bluish light. He leaned on the chair and fell into a light sleep. He opened his eyes when he heard the door opening, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed past.

"What? Had a nightmare?"

Lan Xin hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and asked, "It's so late, are you still awake?"

Ning Yan closed the computer, stood up from the chair, strode up to Lan Xin, and hugged him horizontally: "Mrs. Ning, don't you know how to put on your shoes before going out?"

He didn't say sleep, and he didn't say he wouldn't sleep.

Putting him on the bed in the bedroom, Ning Yan went into the bathroom and took a simple shower.

When he came out, Lan Xin was still awake and was playing games with his mobile phone.

Ning Yan strode over, took the phone from her hand, and leaned over to press it.

Lan Xin was surrounded by the man's sudden dense aura, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Ayan?"

He lowered his head and kissed Lan Xin's ear, and responded lightly, with a hoarse and deep voice.

Lan Xin's face was a little pale. She thought that what she said last time would have some influence on Yu Ningyan, but now it seems that she was thinking too much.

"you……"

"Lan Wei, I'm not too young. Men and children around my age can make soy sauce." His expression was indifferent: "Some words, you should save your energy."

Ning Yan's kiss was very aggressive, and his face became more sexy because of lust.