My Groom Ran Away

"Isn't it just a piece of clothing."

What is there to show off?

Qian Fan lowered his mouth, picked up the phone and glanced at the time, then sneered softly: "Cheng, it's already eight o'clock, don't you hurry up and pack up and go home?"

This person still drank two sips of wine at the party last time, but today he has been silent and stunned.

Qian Fan felt that he could endure Cheng Yuelin's temperament for more than 20 years, and he relied on excellent self-cultivation. But he is good enough, and now he can't bear it anymore!

Look at this man's daily show operations, is it all human beings can do!

Cheng Yuelin was not annoyed when he heard what he said, stood up and nodded lightly: "Well, then I'll go back."

He still had other thoughts now, and really didn't have much time to chat with them.

—

When Ruan Zhiyin and her friend returned home, the light in the living room was on.

Although there was no one in the living room, she knew that Cheng Yuelin should have returned.

Going upstairs and changing into home clothes, Ruan Zhiyin walked into the kitchen to clean the lemons and sweet pears he bought from the supermarket, and wanted to boil some lemon-pear syrup.

Cheng Yuelin has a lot of entertainment on weekdays, and other people deliberately toast to please, it is inevitable that there will be some scenes of having to drink.

She knew that every time he finished drinking, his throat would be dull the next day, so she wanted to boil some lemon pear sauce.

According to Ye Yanchu, this is called melting the other party in the details.

As the saying goes, the month comes first when you get close to the water. Since she lives with Cheng Yuelin, it happens to be...cheap.

When you boil the lemon and pear syrup, you have to watch the heat carefully. If you don't pay attention, it will stick to the pot.

Ruan Zhiyin stood for more than an hour, watching the small pot of lemon pear syrup gradually become viscous, and finally turned off the heat.

When I raised my hand to fetch the glass jar on the shelf, I felt sore after standing for too long, my fingers trembled, and the bottle of red dates and chestnut on the shelf fell down.

Seeing that the bottle was about to hit his arm, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't avoid it, and could only choose to protect the glass jar next to it.

However, the expected pain did not appear.

The heavy bottle didn't change its direction, and it hit the palm of the hand that suddenly appeared—

It snapped again and broke to the ground.

Turning his head, Cheng Yuelin was looking at her with her lips, her light eyes darkened.

Ruan Zhiyin furrowed his eyebrows tightly, and quickly asked, "Are you okay with your hands."

Cheng Yuelin clenched his fist lightly, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief and went to see the mess on the kitchen floor.

The glass bottle originally contained the red dates and chestnuts sent by Uncle Liu, but at this time it was already broken.

Cheng Yuelin caught a glimpse of her gaze looking at the debris, and held her wrist: "I'm coming."

The man cleaned up the broken glass first, and then packed the red dates and chestnuts into a clean carton with her.

After cleaning the battlefield, he glanced at the clay pot on the gas stove and said lightly: "It's all so late, why are you still cooking in the kitchen?"

After discovering that she had returned, Cheng Yuelin went downstairs not long after. But she stayed busy in the kitchen and never went out.

He passed the kitchen several times in the middle, and she stood there blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hearing Cheng Yuelin's words, Ruan Zhiyin then remembered the contents of the pot, and quickly took two small glass jars and filled them with the boiled lemon and pear syrup.

"It's boiled with lemon pear syrup to moisturize your throat. Every time you finish drinking, your throat becomes dull. You can take a can of it to the company."

Cheng Yuelin took a deep look at her, her throat was slightly slippery, and she gently rubbed her fingertips a few times.

The corners of his mouth whispered quietly, and he paused for a long time before he said lightly: "Well, thank you."

Ruan Zhiyin paused while stirring the pear pulp, lowered his eyes, and then shook his head: "Actually, you don't need to say thank you to me."

He didn't let himself say thank you, and now it seems strange to hear him thank you.

Cheng Yuelin took the glass jar she handed over, raised her eyebrows, and chuckled loosely: "Well, I see."

Finally, I got a little better.

—

After half an hour, the light in the living room went out, and the two went back to the bedroom. Between the master bedroom and the second bedroom, there is a wall that is not too thick.

Ruan Zhiyin finished washing and came out of the bathroom.

After lying on the bed, she took out her phone and clicked on Cheng Yuelin's circle of friends.

His circle of friends is very simple, there are always only trivial photos in life, without any accompanying text.

The latest two photos are the poached eggs this morning and the packaging of the coat she bought.

Although I know that Cheng Yuelin is simply recording life, but looking at the photos in the circle of friends, it seems that every one of them has her participation.

Even if it was just a coincidence of living together, Ruan Zhiyin had a secret sense of joy inexplicably.

Thinking of Ye Yanchu's words, she took a few minutes to give Cheng Yuelin a thumbs up to every circle of friends.

After finishing all this, Ruan Zhiyin clicked on the dialog with him again and edited two messages to send—

[Be careful when you sleep, don't get your hands pressed. ]

[Good night. ]

Looking back at the WeChat conversation between her and Cheng Yuelin, except for the few emojis sent to him at the beginning, the rest were ‘arrived’ and ‘downstairs’ sent by him when he picked her up from get off work.

Cold, not a bit charming.

Ye Yanchu recently bought several love books. She said that the key to the beginning of love is to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

Saying ‘good morning’ and ‘good night’ every day is a necessary trick to create ambiguity.

After sending the message, Ruan Zhiyin was about to turn off the phone to sleep, but saw [the other party is typing] suddenly displayed at the top of the dialog box.

After waiting ten minutes with her mobile phone, she received a brief message from Cheng Yuelin.

[OK, good night. ]

Only one more word than her ‘good night’.

Ruan Zhiyin clicked on the dialog box, thought for a long time, and regarded Cheng Yuelin's message as a polite reply, then put down the phone and fell asleep.

And on the other side of the wall.

Cheng Yuelin was sitting on the edge of the bed, frowning and staring at [the other party is typing] on the screen—

Speechless for a long time.

When I lay on the bed, I saw the bruise on the back of my right hand, quietly pursed my lower lip, and changed my hand to hold the phone, and put my red and swollen arm on the pillow next to him.

Sleepless all night.

—

The next day, Ruan Zhiyin walked out of the room after washing and ran into Cheng Yuelin who had just come out next door.

Compared with the neat image of suits and shoes in the past, men are a little different today.

The suit jacket was draped over the sturdy arms, the tie hung messily on his chest, the white shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons, the neckline was slightly open, and the white collarbone was faintly exposed.

Between gentleness and scorn, it seems that there is something and it tempts people to look away.

After catching a glimpse of her, Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door in a casual manner, and said casually: "My hands are weak, can I wear a tie?"

Ruan Zhiyin's gaze fell on the back of his swollen hand, lips pursed, and then he shook his head: "Not really."

The man whispered: "Well, I will teach you."

For Ruan Zhiyin, wearing a tie is not difficult to learn. But what Cheng Yuelin said to teach her is actually useless.

After the two lingered until the end, Ruan Zhiyin followed the online video before tying his tie.

The moment she pushed the tie up, Cheng Yuelin lowered her head slightly, and in a moment, the two were very close.

Ruan Zhiyin raised his eyes subconsciously, and ran into the man's deep black eyes.

The straight eyebrow peaks become more three-dimensional, the nose is high and the lips are thin, and the distance outlines his handsome facial features more clearly.

It is said that the first temptation between men and women came from the staring eyes.

Ruan Zhiyin leaned back against the door, and the man was close at hand, leaning over to stare at her.

In this quiet and long stare, she involuntarily held her breath, her fingertips curled up slightly, as if the air around her was still.

At this moment, Ruan Zhiyin heard Cheng Yuelin's daunting accent: "What, Ruan Qiqi, I'm so good-looking?"

It makes you... dumbfounded.

With a clear smile in his dark eyes, he saw that she didn't answer, and then said: "You said last time that women also appreciate men, so you are included among these people?"

In the man's sloppy eyes, there was a hint of scrutiny. It seemed that she could see through the thoughts in her heart directly, leaving her invisible.

Ruan Zhiyin moved his eyes down and fell on his softly trembling Adam's apple, and the urge to move in his heart came up again.

After looking away from the drifting eyes again and catching a glimpse of the blackness in his eyes, she finally found a topic to ease the embarrassment.

"You... didn't you sleep last night?"

The man looked down slightly: "Yeah."

"why?"

"Oh, what do you say?"

"How would I know."

"I don't know?" Cheng Yuelin raised her eyebrows lightly, patted her head, and lazily said, "Ruan Qibi, if you can't figure it out, then...think slowly."

He knew that Ruan Zhiyin might have some thoughts, but that might not be enough.

Too anxious, it will scare her.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't want her to start under too much pressure.

Still, wait a minute.

—

The weekend passed in a flash.

The action of chasing people has not yet been thoroughly implemented. After arriving at the company, Ruan Zhiyin is back to work.

She formally stepped down from the temporary general manager position and handed it over to Ji Yijun who returned to Ruan Clan under her persuasion.

She specializes in surgery, and Ruan Zhiyin knows that she is not good at Ruan’s main business. This is one of the reasons why she chose to stay at T&D instead of returning to China in a hurry.

After the Lin family was cleared out of the company, she thought about the idea of ​​independently opening up a new business, but it has not yet taken shape and only continues to undertake the work of the North City project.

Kang Yu was going to go to Lin Heng and Director Zhong to meet the second batch of capital injection of the Beicheng project with Xiang Bin.

But when eating at noon, Ruan Zhiyin saw Kang Yu's face turning pale and sweating on his forehead, only to realize that she had caught a cold and took her sick leave forcibly.

In the afternoon, Ruan Zhiyin thought about it again and again, and went to Linheng in person with Xiang Bin.

Excluding the time Cheng Yuelin brought her to sign the marriage agreement on the weekend, this was the first time Ruan Zhiyin came back to Linheng Building.

After all, it was a temporary visit, and it was for official business.

In order to avoid suspicion, she did not go to the top floor to find Cheng Yuelin, and took Xiang Bin directly to the 12th floor to find Director Zhong.

In addition to the second batch of capital injection, Xiang Bin will also make a brief report on the project cooperation in the first quarter.

The two of them had a two-hour meeting with the Linheng project team in the conference room.

At the end, Ruan Zhiyin ordered some desserts at the SIMO hotel in order to express his gratitude for the cooperation during this time.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to leave, he encountered Qian Fan in the elevator.

He seemed to have just come down from the top floor, and was quite surprised when he saw Ruan Zhiyin: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "Come and talk to Director Zhong about the second batch of capital injection for the North City project."

"Brother Lin didn't know you were coming?"

"I don't know." Ruan Zhiyin shook his head.

After speaking, she handed over the remaining dessert to Qian Fan: "I just ordered some desserts from the SIMO hotel. The taste is not bad. You can try it too."

I originally wanted to take it home to Cheng Yuelin, but now that she meets Qian Fan, she can also order another copy.

Qian Fan was stunned when he took the dessert from Ruan Zhiyin, and was a little moved.

Recalling that Cheng Yuelin just showed off his lemon and pear water face in the office, I felt more and more that it was a pity that a gentle person like Ruan Zhiyin was exploited by the other side every day.

This time, he really had enough!

Thinking of this, Qian Fan said angrily: "Sister-in-law, if this man is too dog, let's not get used to it. You've been used to it for a long time, and he will push his nose to the face!"

Ruan Zhiyin was puzzled: "?"

Seeing this, Qian Fan stretched out his righteous palm: "You don't have to hide from me, I know, you can't stand a dog temper like him."

Ruan Zhiyin didn't know how Cheng Yuelin had provoke Qian Fan, but he was dumb for a moment, but he still pursed his lips to persuade him: "In fact, he...the essence is good, but his mouth is not right, so you can bear it more."

Hearing that she was still speaking for Cheng Yuelin, Qian Fan's pupils shook, and his heart was even more grief and anger.

Heaven is too hard to tolerate! Such a dog can marry such a considerate and tolerant daughter-in-law, why didn't I!

He forgot to get off the elevator and sat on the first floor with Ruan Zhiyin in a daze.

Seeing the other party saying goodbye to leave, after a short while, he pressed the button to the top layer again.

In the president's office, Cheng Yuelin saw Qian Fan, who had left angrily just now, and came back with a bag.

He looked at the other party a few times, put down the file, coughed lightly, and said: "Well, you have added a lot of shifts some time ago, and you have been idle recently, so I'll give you half a month off."

"Cheng Yuelin! I tell you, this time I won't just bow my head for these petty profits!"

Qian Fan said righteously.

Why! Since this guy got married, he has given up all the work that requires overtime to himself!

That's it, but I actually have to endure the other side's frequent show of affection, which is outrageous!

Cheng Yuelin glanced at him faintly and raised his eyebrows: "Then, at the end of the year, a 10% dividend will be added."

"Well, Brother Lin, where do you think I should go for a holiday this time? Speaking of which, have you and sister-in-law not honeymooned yet? I will also plan for you two by the way?"