Chapter 100 Warning Line

After returning to Xiangyue Mansion, Liang Weining insisted on having a video call with her best friend.

She took the phone to the bedroom, lay on the bed, and called three times, but no one answered.

She pouted her lips and muttered, "Zhenzhen is fooling around looking for men and ignoring me."

The sobering tea was useless, and the housekeeper went into the kitchen to take care of other things. Mr. Chen raised his hand to signal her that she could go back and there was no need to do anything else.

The girl was drunk and might not cooperate. She hadn't eaten much tonight and drank on an empty stomach, so she asked the housekeeper to leave some hot porridge in the kitchen.

In the bedroom, after the twelfth video call, Gu Yunzhen finally answered the call exhausted.

The background doesn't look like a rental house.

Liang Weining squinted and moved closer to the camera, looking for a while and felt that the person looked familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Gu Yunzhen found a secluded place and asked her doubtfully, "Did you drink?"

The girl was drunk and must have drunk a lot tonight.

"Zhenzhen, what are you doing?"

The voice is also soft and sticky.

Gu Yunzhen smiled and coaxed a child, "I am accompanying a client to visit a museum."

The camera just flicked, and the European-style courtyard and fountain under the night sky, as well as the round dome, the large area of ​​neatly trimmed grass and the pavilion are very beautiful and luxurious.

The loophole is, who would visit a museum late at night?

But Liang Weining's mind was slow at this time and he didn't think too much.

Gu Yunzhen asked, "You're drinking alone so late, and Mr. Chen isn't home?"

She didn't know that Ning Xiaoguai had just returned from a cocktail party.

As far as the eye could see, all he could see was the girl lying on the bed, her neck white and her diamond necklace gleaming slightly in the light.

Mr. Chen.
Those three words seemed to open the floodgates of her worries.

She pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "He is nothing."

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Outside the bedroom, the man paused as he pushed the door.

The door was ajar, and the girl's intermittent accusations were heard from inside.

Gu Yunzhen coughed twice and said, "Xiaoguai, you are drunk. Go to bed early."

"I'm not drunk." Liang Weining laughed and said to her bestie, "I can't hear you anyway, so why don't you let me complain a little bit?"

The following words were somewhat 'unbearable to hear'.

She is moody, hard to please, always bullies people, and always strips her clothes.
He was talking so excitedly that he didn't notice the tall figure approaching.

Just as Gu Yunzhen was staring at the melon in amazement, the camera went black, and the video was completely cut off with the girl's short scream.

Chen Jingyuan took the phone and threw it aside. He leaned over and put his arm through her waist. He lifted her up from the bed and carried her into the bathroom with one hand.

She struggled and groaned, and was placed on the soft stool next to the shelf.

Then, she stared blankly at the man turning on the bathtub valve.

With only one-third of my mind left and a strong desire to express myself, I asked him, "Do you want to take a bath together?"

If it were any other time, it would have been scared into pieces.

He tilted his head slightly and met the girl's drunken eyes. Chen Jingyuan raised his hand to stroke her hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't admit it after washing it, and then you secretly call me a worthless person?"

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Liang Weining was naive and didn't understand.

After adjusting the water temperature, the man turned around with his sleeves rolled up, put his hands around her back, and unbuttoned the dense buttons of her dress from top to bottom.

The girl sat obediently, staring at the empty water in the bathtub, frowning and saying, "There is no little yellow duck."

what.

Chen Jingyuan didn't hear clearly.

"Little yellow duck." Liang Weining tilted his head and repeated, "Mr. Chen, we need to release a few little yellow ducks."

Even when drunk and bold, he still called me "Mr. Chen".

The girl on the ottoman looked stubborn.

Without ducks, I would never go into the water.

After a brief stalemate, Chen Jingyuan compromised, took the phone and called Xu Zhou.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he asked in a low voice: "What is a little yellow duck?"

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Xu Zhou was stunned for two seconds.

"What's the use of this thing?"

These grown men are more confused than each other.

Then, his husband uttered three words, "Put a bathtub."

meditation.

An idea suddenly occurred to Xu Zhou.

"Understood. I'll place an order at a nearby supermarket and have it delivered to Xiangyue Mansion on an expedited basis." "How long will it take?"

"About fifteen minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhou came to his senses belatedly. Sir wants to take a bath with a little yellow duck in the middle of the night?

Don't dare to ask, just do it quickly.

At this moment, Chen Jingyuan still didn't understand what the so-called little yellow duck was.

The bathtub has a constant temperature function. The girl wrapped in a bath towel sits quietly on the soft stool. The indoor temperature and humidity are suitable and she will not catch a cold.

In the silence, I felt the warmth of the man's fingertips on my jaw.

A magnetic voice fell from above his head, "Are you hungry?"

The little girl shook her head.

Chen Jingyuan leaned back, sat on the edge of the bathtub, and pulled the person over to place him on his lap.

With his arms firmly fixed on her waist, he pushed aside her slightly damp hair and kissed her round earlobe.

The person in my arms shrank his head in fear.

chuckle.

Under the warm white light, the girl's thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on her lower eyelid, gentle and peaceful. Chen Jingyuan's breath moved closer, his nose touching her temples, his Adam's apple rolling, "Are you happy to be with me?"

There are some questions that can only be answered when she is drunk.

Liang Weining lowered his eyes and thought about this question seriously.

Are you happy dating Mr. Chen?

unconfirmed.

More of it seems to be a bittersweet taste.

Bitter and sweet.

The girl's hesitant expression gave her answer implicitly.

Chen Jingyuan's dark eyes locked onto her gentle face, and his heart seemed to sink into a pool of deep water. He asked in a low voice, "Why don't you want to call me by my name?"

Ok?
This question is easy.

The girl said without hesitation, "Because I have to remind myself not to cross that line."

As for what line it is.

No need to ask.

He knew that from the first day they established their relationship, she had already drawn a warning line between them.

In this relationship, the girl is terrifyingly rational.

Chen Jingyuan sometimes even doubted how sober she was on the top floor of the headquarters that night of the annual meeting.

It is easy for a young girl to fall in love, but difficult to win her heart.

She didn't reject his touch, but if she wanted to open up to him, she had to do it this way.

Helpless, there is nothing I can do about her.

As time passed, Chen Jingyuan hugged the person tightly and asked her the second question.

"If it is made public, can it dispel your concerns?"

After the words were spoken, the girl was visibly stunned.

public?

No way.

He quickly shook his head and frowned, saying, "If word gets out that Mr. Chen is in love with his secretary, the Chinese and Hong Kong stock markets will be shaken."

Chen Jingyuan was displeased.

In a deep voice: "This is not something you should worry about. Answer me, can you?"

Liang Weining held on to his promise and refused to give in.

She is afraid not only of the stock market, but also of many other factors.

such as.

"Your father wouldn't agree." The girl gave an example.

If the chairman knew about this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing the serious look on her face, Chen Jingyuan felt both angry and amused.

"No one can interfere in my private affairs, including the one on Taiping Mountain."

A man's low voice always has the power to soothe people.

Liang Weining turned her head and looked into his deep eyes.

Mr. Chen spoke with a firm tone and very seriously.

but.

"What if someday in the future, private matters become public matters?"

As he stared at her silently, Liang Weining said, "Your status means we cannot be an ordinary couple. If I don't put myself in the right position, it will be difficult for you to do things in the future."