Chapter 153 Late Night Visit
It was almost eight o'clock when I finished talking to my mother on the phone.

The sound of rain outside gradually subsided. Liang Weining walked over and pushed open the partition door between the living room and the terrace. The night breeze blew on his face, and after being washed by the rain, the stuffiness in the air had dissipated a lot.

With an empty stomach, Liang Weining picked up his phone and planned to order takeout.

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang.

confused.

Most of the people in this building are tenants, with very few colleagues from the headquarters, but they hardly interact with each other on a normal basis.

Who could it be.

The peephole is broken, so I don’t dare open the door blindly.

Liang Weining concentrated and held his breath, standing behind the door, with his ear close to the door panel and listening quietly, until his cell phone vibrated twice and a message came in.

【Ningning.】

Just two words, from BB-C.

Liang Weining was shocked and his breathing stopped.

He, he's not in New York?

When did you come back?

My first reaction was to retreat to the living room. My heart was pounding, my throat was dry, and my mind was blank.

What did Mr. Chen come here for in person?

Thinking back carefully, did he agree to break up in the car that day?

It seems to be accepted by default.

It seems like, no statement was made.

I only vaguely remember that as soon as the hand holding her waist loosened, she immediately pushed the door and got out of the car.

It was too hasty, I was not prepared and didn’t know how to deal with it.

He swiped the screen and typed in the chat box: [I'm not here], typed three words, closed his eyes, and deleted them one by one.

No.

No matter what the outcome, it must be resolved.

Taking a deep breath, Liang Weining thought of what her mother had said: one must have a clear conscience, right?

With one breath, he straightened his back and went to the entrance to open the door.

Outside the door, the man stood still with his tall and noble figure, and the girl's plain face gradually appeared in his sight. It was exactly five minutes since the message was sent.

Tonight, he wore a white shirt and black trousers, without a tie. Below the slightly open collar, his full Adam's apple was as plump as always, always making her stay for a few seconds. He looked sexy, powerful, and full of abstinence.

Perhaps it was because the night was too dark, the man's gaze on her face was deep and profound, full of weight.

So much so that Liang Weining looked away uncomfortably and said first: "Mr. Chen, what's the matter with visiting so late at night?"

After not seeing her for a few days, the girl was wearing an ankle-length skirt, wrapped tightly, and it seemed that the marks on her body had not yet disappeared.

Chen Jingyuan stared quietly and thought so in his heart.

"Regarding the resignation letter, you might want to hear my opinion first." He spoke in a low voice, with a hint of weariness in his tone.

Probably just got off the plane and came directly to the apartment.

Just for the resignation letter?

Liang Weining looked a little disappointed, stepped aside to make way, and welcomed the man in.

The overhead light was a little dim, and a 190cm tall man standing in the entrance of a one-bedroom apartment seemed particularly cramped.

Spotless handmade leather shoes/Stepping on the dark floor mat, the owner of the shoes stands silently, looking around the apartment.

On the right is the kitchen door, and next to it is the dining room.

On the dining table that could only accommodate four people, Chen Jingyuan glanced at the bowl of cold tomato and egg noodles and frowned unhappily: "Is this what we're having for dinner?"

As his gaze fell, Liang Weining's ears felt hot.

Only this can be done.

She changed the subject and pointed to the living room: "Sit down first, I'll get you some water."

I live alone and don’t like drinking tea. What should I make?

After thinking for a while, she opened the refrigerator door, turned her head to look towards the living room, and asked softly, "Is soda water okay?"

The man was standing in the middle and making a phone call. He glanced sideways when he heard the voice and nodded slightly at her.

The bottle was covered with a thin layer of frost, and my palms felt cold.

She walked to the sofa with the water, bent down and put it on the coffee table. Liang Weining slowly raised her eyes. The call ended just in time and Chen Jingyuan turned around to look at her.

The air was quiet and their eyes met.

Look at each other for two seconds.

The little girl pretended to be calm and lowered her eyes. It had been less than five days since we last met, and yet they were already so unfamiliar.

Chen Jingyuan tried to find even a trace of longing from that delicate little face, but to no avail.

He forgot that the girl had already broken up with him.

It's a unilateral breakup, why do you miss him?

However, because of the words "more than just liking", the authenticity of the screenshot was not even doubted, and it might be that the child was naughty and deliberately falsified.

The executive director of Tangtang Group, without much thought, shortened his schedule, cut back on official duties, and hurried back across thousands of miles across the sea.

Just go upstairs, knock on the door, and sit down inside.

There is no doubt that she lacks a sense of life and she is alone and cannot take care of herself.

Forcing them to stay won't work.

I can't do it without keeping it.

It is even more difficult to hear the word "like" from her mouth in person.

Chen Jingyuan thought he was introverted and reserved enough, but he never expected that in terms of love, he would meet someone who was more difficult to deal with than himself.

It was really sent by God to torture him.

While they were silent, the doorbell rang again.

Liang Weining's eyes moved slightly, and she stood up to open the door. Mr. Chen, who was standing in the living room, took a step ahead of her and walked towards the entrance.

Followed closely.

The person who came was Xu Zhou, carrying a packed dinner from the restaurant. "Sir, this is for two people, you should have some too."

I didn’t eat on the plane five hours before landing. I must have been exhausted physically and mentally after arriving at the apartment.

As a special assistant, I always keep my boss's health in mind.

After the man took it, he decided not to stay for long, so he nodded and left.

Close the door.

Liang Weining stood still and watched Mr. Chen turn sideways and put the dinner on the table. His pampered hand took out a total of six lunch boxes from the tightly packed restaurant delivery bag.

When she opened it, they were all her favorite dishes.

So the phone call you made in the living room just now was to ask Xu Zhou to prepare dinner?
The tomato and egg noodles placed aside looked really unsightly, so she quietly took them away and placed them in the kitchen.

When she came out again, Chen Jingyuan motioned for her to sit down.

This scene is strange, unreal, and like a dream.

Her husband ate takeout with her.

Although it comes from a high-end restaurant.

However, no matter how good the food is, it will lose its original taste if it is stored in a sealed lunch box. Can he get used to eating it?

At first, Xu Zhou and Liang Weining had the same concerns.

Until the receiver heard a man's calm voice: "Tell the restaurant to hurry up."

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Xu Zhou accepted the order.

He felt that whether or not the food was edible was not something that the gentleman should consider at all.

It will be done soon.

The key point is not to let the little girl starve.

During a meal, the two sat face to face across the small dining table.

Mr. Chen leans quietly against the back of the chair, the texture of his shirt fitting him perfectly, the light shines on his well-shaped shoulders, and as he raises his hand to serve the soup, the distinct muscles are faintly visible in the taut parts of the precious fabric.

This man looks like a gentleman when he puts on his clothes.

Take off your clothes, and there is invasion and tension everywhere.

At first, she thought he was a good man, but later, she found out that he was evil to the core.

When he is gentle, he is as addictive as water; when he is strong, he makes people feel helpless and scared.

Liang Weining couldn't predict what the conversation would touch upon next, and whether they would end up in a complete break due to a disagreement.

Resignation letter, his opinion.

The words already hinted that she couldn't leave.

He suddenly rushed back from New York, visited her late at night, and had dinner with her, just to talk about life plans?
While she was lost in thought, the bowl of soup was slowly placed in front of her.

Mr. Chen said in a deep voice: "Eat slowly, this night is still long."

We'll be reconciled tomorrow.