President, he is so charming to me

Near noon, when Meng Yanran made an excuse to go out, she saw Yan Jingheng sitting on the sofa in the hall downstairs.

On the table next to the sofa, the ashtray that was usually just a decoration was now full of cigarette butts.

Yan Jingheng who was sitting on the sofa was leaning on the armrest of the sofa with one elbow, resting his hand on his forehead, and resting his other arm on his leg naturally. The tiredness of the face.

"Mr. Yan, lunch is ready." The maid of Yan Jingheng's family stepped forward and said softly.

Meng Yanran suddenly wanted to ask him why he was sitting here?According to past habits, shouldn't you go to the company?Maybe it was a sleepless night...

But she still couldn't ask.

Hearing the voice, Yan Jingheng slowly opened his eyes, was stunned for a while, and quickly recovered his usual expression.

He stood up and was about to walk towards the restaurant, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Yan Jingheng glanced upstairs with a complicated expression, turned around and said to the maid standing behind him, "deliver Yanran's lunch to her room." Meng Yanran was startled.
After a while, Yan Jingheng stopped the maid again, "Let me do it." He took the plate from the maid's hand.

Yan Jingheng went upstairs and saw Meng Yanran standing at the door.

"Why did you come out? Go in, lunch is ready." Yan Jingheng signaled Meng Yanran to enter the room, but Meng Yanran didn't say a word.

"Yanran." Yan Jingheng put the lunch on the table and looked at Meng Yanran affectionately: "I want to have a good talk with you about the matter between the two of us."

"Didn't I already tell you? It's impossible between the two of us."

"I know, you still hate me. I have trouble sleeping and eating every day these days. You have to know, how many things between us are due to misunderstandings. You don't understand my mood at the moment. I don't blame you. But what I'm going to tell you is..."

Yan Jingheng suddenly grabbed Meng Yanran's shoulder: "Yanran, I love you, come back to me, please? Let me love you as before..."

Meng Yanran didn't seem quite used to Yan Jingheng's gaze, she tightened her pajamas and asked, "Yan Jingheng, what on earth do you want? We're already divorced!"

Yan Jingheng withdrew his attention, and a deep voice came: "Calm down first, I will tell you everything in a few days."

There was nowhere for her to escape from the look in his eyes.

Yan Jingheng supported Meng Yanran to sit at the table, and placed the dishes in front of her.

"I'll keep this soup for you. You should eat something first, otherwise you'll feel bloated after drinking this soup." Yan Jingheng didn't care about Meng Yanran's indifference.Then began to put some nutritious dishes in her bowl.

Meng Yanran naturally wanted to eat, otherwise where did she get her strength?But she wasn't used to it, and she was still angry in her heart. Meng Yanran picked aside all the dishes Yan Jingheng gave her, ignoring his gradually cooling face.

Yan Jingheng looked at the overbearing Meng Yanran, and said with a little warning: "If you don't eat, I don't mind feeding you my way. But you are destined not to leave me again!"

After speaking, he put the spoon in his hand into the bowl again, fixedly looked at Meng Yanran who had tears in his eyes, but stared fiercely at him.

"What? Do you really want me to feed you?" Yan Jingheng said tentatively.

Meng Yanran reached out and snatched the porridge bowl from Yan Jingheng's hand, and when Yan Jingheng was caught off guard, she fell to the ground with a "bang".

Since the floor was covered with thick carpet, there was no sound of glass shattering, but the porridge in the bowl was flowing on the floor, which looked particularly uncomfortable.

But this made Meng Yanran laugh lowly, her hoarse voice vented her depression, and she didn't care about Yan Jingheng's cold and disappointed expression at all.

At the moment Meng Yanran threw the bowl, Yan Jingheng suddenly stood up from the table.

But he could only look at the porridge bowl, which fell to the ground in front of his eyes.He looked coldly at the angry ex-wife in front of him, his face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"You can throw it as much as you want, and I will let the kitchen prepare enough."

After speaking, she no longer cared about Meng Yanran's emotions, turned around and walked out of the room.

Facing the servant guarding the door, he said coldly: "Tell the kitchen to prepare enough porridge so that Yanran can fall enough! Let her eat when she is tired from falling." Then she turned around and was about to leave with big strides.

"I won't agree! Go ahead and dream!" Meng Yanran said bitterly, breaking Yan Jingheng's beautiful fantasy.

Yan Jingheng's eyes returned to the initial coldness. He turned his head and stared at Meng Yanran: "Do you disagree? Haha, don't worry, I will let you agree! After all, you can only be my bride after all."

The sudden change in Yan Jingheng's attitude made Meng Yanran's heart tremble.

Meng Yanran looked at Yan Jingheng, who was a little bit "crazy" in front of her, feeling uneasy for some reason, but she didn't want to show her weakness in front of him.

The two of them just looked at each other hostilely, and in the quiet air, it seemed that the sound of air flowing could be heard.

Who would have thought that at this moment, Yan Jingheng approached him step by step, Meng Yanran was stunned, what did he want to do?It wasn't until Yan Jingheng walked in front of her that she stood up abruptly, wanting to step back.

Yan Jingheng stared closely, and Meng Yanran, who had frightened eyes flashing in front of her, stepped forward step by step.Meng Yanran's body had nowhere to retreat, and she was caught between Meng Yanran and the dressing table.

She looked away in panic, as if she was looking for a chance to escape from this space.

"Yan Jingheng! You...what are you going to do?" Meng Yanran asked in panic, without any room for resistance.

Yan Jingheng stretched out his hand, pinched Meng Yanran's chin with his thumb and index finger, turned her face to him, and made her eyes look into his own.

Yan Jingheng leaned forward, and Meng Yanran couldn't help closing her eyes tightly.

Soon she felt a burst of warmth in her eyes, she opened her eyes, and found that Murong Ye was looking at her tenderly, those cold fingers were actually stroking her hair, and then gradually passed down her hair. Cheek, and finally gently caressed her lips.

Looking at Yan Jingheng at this time, she was absent-minded for a while, until his domineering voice as before came: "Stay at home obediently these days, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Only then did she suddenly wake up, he was still the same him, the domineering Yan Jingheng!

"Why?" Meng Yanran said quietly, her slightly hoarse voice made people feel distressed.

Yan Jingheng looked at her with some doubts, smiled wryly, and asked back: "You don't know? Don't you know my love? Don't you know my love for you?"

Yan Jingheng withdrew his hand on Meng Yanran's chin, took a deep look at her, turned and walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, he paused for a moment, and a supplementary sentence reached Meng Yanran's ears: "During this time, let me take good care of you..."

He strode towards the hall on the first floor, and took another look before closing the door of Meng Yanran's room. The window in the room was slightly open, and a few gusts of breeze were blowing the silk tulle curtains, but the big bed was No one was there.

Yan Jingheng's face became even more gloomy, and a thick black mist filled his eyes.

Yan Jingheng turned around and went downstairs with a stern look. He had to leave this room with her former breath, and he was worried that he would do something worse later.

Yan Jingheng said to himself that what he needs now is calmness.

For Meng Yanran's fierce resistance and ruthless rejection, he can no longer be so tough, what he needs is patience and gentleness, and then let Meng Yanran return to his side little by little.

Seeing Meng Yanran like this, Yan Jingheng's cold air quietly subsided, and he felt his heart beating again.

And that frightened expression made him see once again the innocence and naughtiness she should have.

Maybe he pushed her too hard?It's okay, Meng Yanran, I have enough time to spend with you.He once again took a deep look at Meng Yanran's room door, then turned and left.

……

the next day.

After Yan Jingheng got up in the morning, when he passed Meng Yanran's room, he paused for a moment.He put his hand on the doorknob of Meng Yanran's bedroom, hesitated for a moment, finally let go, and continued to walk downstairs, preparing to go to the garden to breathe fresh air.

Yan Jingheng strolled leisurely in the garden. When he saw the beautiful lilies in bloom, he paused for a moment, squatted down slightly, and brought his nose close to the pure white flower. When the fragrance came from the tip of his nose, the corner of his mouth Inadvertently, because it reminded him of that noble, elegant, and pure girl like a lily.

Maybe she is still sleeping now, thinking of this, Yan Jingheng's eyes flashed a touch of doting.

Lilies are Meng Yanran's favorite flower. Thinking of this, Yan Jingheng started to work again.

He carefully selected and picked the beautiful lilies one by one as a good morning gift to Meng Yanran.

Meng Yanran, who got up late today, was slowly coming down from upstairs in her pajamas, yawning as she walked.This kind of life is so boring to her, but this kind of boredom seems to be reduced a lot when Yan Jingheng came...

Meng Yanran really wanted to go out, but she didn't know how to talk to Yan Jingheng.She knew that Yan Jingheng would not agree, and now that she was alone and hadn't seen Ge Mingwei for a long time, Meng Yanran became a little dazed.

The sound of opening the door recalled that Yan Jingheng came in with a bundle of wrapped lilies in his hands. With a smile on his face, he walked slowly in front of Meng Yanran and handed the flowers to Meng Yanran.

"Good morning, Yan Ran." Yan Jingheng said dotingly.