The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

The rain stopped soon. Raining like this in this season seemed to be mocking her. Leng Ruofei really wanted to go back to the moment when she bought the painting supplies and choose a place that could shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Let's go." Xiao Yiyang glanced at the shivering Leng Ruofei and suggested.

"Okay." She unbuttoned her coat, shook his clothes, and handed them to him. A gust of wind blew, and she shivered again.

Xiao Yiyang frowned and looked at her coldly.

Leng Ruofei was slightly embarrassed. Seeing that he didn't take the clothes, he embarrassedly rubbed the wet lining of the clothes again: "Sorry, it's all wet."

Xiao Yiyang blew a breath, his cheeks raised 45 degrees, he was really impressed by this woman! He pulled the coat over her slightly thin shoulders and put it back on: "It's nothing to show if you show it again!" In fact, he knew her figure... He knew it better than anyone else, enough to drive him crazy. At this time, he really wanted to feast his eyes, but he was afraid that it would be a bargain for "outsiders".

When he said that, Leng Ruofei's face suddenly burned with two fires, scorching hot. She... didn't want to show it.

He naturally hugged her shoulders and walked out. Leng Ruofei realized that when he said "let's go", he meant to go with her. But she hadn't earned a penny yet...

"Wait, my easel!" Leng Ruofei suddenly remembered her belongings.

"Throw it away!" He said coldly, even as if he was scolding. He didn't know that a woman who was Mu Liang's lover would care about those broken easels?

"You...let go!" Leng Ruofei shook off his hand and ran over to tidy up her easel.

Xiao Yiyang was full of resentment, and was confused for a moment by her stubborn insistence on having those things. He didn't know how important those broken things were to her!

He lit a cigarette and stood there anxiously watching her tinkering. She was tall, but after all, she was a girl, dragging her suit jacket, with a chair on the left and an easel on the other. It was really hard to bear to see her like that.

He threw away the cigarette he had just lit. The cigarette butt fell into the water with a sizzling sound and a puff of green smoke. Suddenly remembering something, Xiao Yiyang walked forward depressedly, fished it out of the water, and threw it into the trash can.

The woman was still struggling with the "junk". Xiao Yiyang walked over with a gloomy look in his eyes, picked up the two heaviest boxes she had packed, turned around and left, muttering, "What a hell!"

Leng Ruofei was stunned for a second. He didn't expect him to come to help him. He quickly picked up the remaining handbag and hurriedly chased after him: "Mr. Xiao, give me one, it's too heavy!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Xiao Yiyang glared at her. She knew it was heavy, so why did she need these broken things?

Xiao Yiyang's actions made Leng Ruofei feel a little warm when he was experiencing so many sudden changes.

"Um... Mr. Xiao, is it convenient for me to borrow some money from you?" Leng Ruofei said with a stiff face. She thought that since she had such a good relationship with this man, it should not be difficult to borrow some money for the journey. She seemed to be sure that he would definitely lend it to her.

"Dry yourself first." Xiao Yiyang was carrying her easel. Because it was heavy and there was water on the road, his brows were twisted into big knots.

——Please collect! Two updates are completed, and there are more updates. If you are waiting for updates, you can read Aguai’s completed work "The Cold President’s Woman".