Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Leng Zhi'an raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"what happened?"

"I just said I wanted you to help me get a fork to eat noodles, and why did I scare you like this?"

Yan Xia turned off her phone and recovered her thoughts.

"it is good."

She turned around and went to the kitchen to help Leng Zhi'an get a fork and put it away.

"Then you eat first, I have something to do and I have to leave first."

"Hey, wait!"

Leng Zhi'an stopped Yan Xia who turned to leave.

Yan Xia looked back at him. The man was sitting at the dining table, and the lights on the ceiling were shining down.

Leng Zhi'an's facial features became even more handsome.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Leng Zhi'an raised an eyebrow: "I'm injured now, and I don't have many friends here, not even the nanny driver."

"Look, are you responsible?"

Yan Xia: "..."

Leng Zhi'an said this clearly because he wanted to rely on himself.

But today, I really made a mistake in this matter.

She thought for a long time and couldn't think of anything to say to refute.

After a pause, Yan Xia said, "How about I hire a driver and nanny for you?"

Leng Zhi'an immediately snorted.

"Who do you take me for?"

"Do you think anyone can do this for me?"

Yan Xia pursed her lips helplessly.

"What do you want?"

Hearing this, Leng Zhi'an smiled at Yan Xia: "What I think is very simple."

"You are responsible for taking care of my affairs."

Yan Xia regretted it a little.

You really should have poisoned Leng Zhi'an's face just now.

This man is too difficult to deal with.

She paused: "I have to go to work, I don't have time."

"Perhaps, you could say compensation."

"You think I'm short of money?" Leng Zhi'an looked like a scoundrel.

He tilted his head and looked at her.

The answer is of course no.

<divclass="contentadv">Leng Zhi'an saw her expression was a bit sulky and chuckled: "Miss Yan is not really the kind of person who ignores others when they help you, right?"

"No, no, no?"

Yan Xia raised her eyebrows: "I don't have time tomorrow, I have to go on a business trip."

Yan Xia paused and then said, "I'll find you a nanny first."

"I'll come see you when I get back from my business trip."

After getting this answer, Leng Zhi'an was finally satisfied.

Leng Zhi'an didn't stop Yan Xia again until Yan Xia walked out and closed the door.

The door was shut with a bang.

Leng Zhi'an withdrew his gaze.

He slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the appetizing noodles in front of him.

He raised his slightly thin lips slightly.

"The workmanship looks pretty good."

"I just don't know if Si Jinghuai has ever been lucky enough to enjoy it."

Thinking of something, Leng Zhian took out his mobile phone and took a photo.

He is very good at finding angles. A bowl of food that was originally quite ordinary made him take pictures like a picture from a food show.

Appetite to look at.

Then I edited a line of copy with my left hand.

'Miss Yan's cooking is not bad, what kind of meal should you order next time? '

After clicking send, Leng Zhian looked at the interface of his mobile phone.

There are two more pieces of content below, both of which were posted not long ago.

One is a profile photo of Yan Xia while driving.

The other picture shows Yan Xia's back busy in the kitchen.

Although the accompanying copy did not explain the relationship between the two.

But just looking at the ambiguous angle and copywriting, it's hard not to think wildly.

Unfortunately, these things he posted were only visible to one person.

At this time, Leng Zhian was downstairs.

A black Rolls-Royce that was inconspicuous at night was parked at the door of the building.

The man in the car stared deeply at the phone interface.

The thin lips that were originally pursed into a straight line have been completely pressed down.

The air pressure inside the car is extremely low.

Meng Fang, who was driving in front, didn't dare to breathe, and looked in the direction of the building from time to time.