After waiting for so long, soon she could rightfully be with him. The next time she comes to the set, she wouldn’t only be Tong Xi’s best friend but also his wife.
Her heart leaped with joy, no less intense than when he said "I love you."
"Is there any clothes in the car?" Holding his hand without caring about the difficulty others had accepting it, Wen Nuan and Leng Yan arrived by his car.
"Yes, in the trunk." Leng Yan raised an eyebrow, reached out to ruffle her hair, and smiled, "Help me get it, wife."
"Okay." Wen Nuan nodded and opened the trunk.
The vibrant red dazzled her eyes, and her heart trembled as she covered her mouth.
Such a large bouquet, each one full and stunning, laid there quietly yet boldly.
Slowly turning her head, she looked at Leng Yan with a questioning gaze.
Leng Yan walked towards her, gently pinched her hand, and looked down at her, "Do you like them?"
"Are they for me?" Even though she knew the answer, she still wanted to hear him say it.
"No." Leng Yan shook his head, holding back his laughter.
Wen Nuan’s heart sank; she was just being wishful...
But these are roses, and red ones at that. If he wasn’t giving them to her, who was he giving them to?
Wen Nuan gripped his wrist and glared at him fiercely, "Confess honestly, who are they for? Which woman?"
He admitted that she was his wife and said he loved her. Was he going to give the roses to someone else? Good for you, Leng Yan, even if you confess, you’ll have to kneel on the motherboard when we get home!
Leng Yan couldn’t hold back, pinched her nose, and laughed heartily, "With a wild wife at home, how dare I give roses to another woman."
"Liar!" Wen Nuan wrinkled her nose, but her eyes smiled uncontrollably. She hugged the roses tightly, took a big sniff, and felt an indescribable happiness.
She wasn’t particularly fond of roses and preferred gardenias instead. She always thought roses were somewhat gaudy, but today she realized, receiving a bouquet of roses from the man she loved wasn’t tacky at all; it was incredibly romantic.
"On the road, I worried you wouldn’t like them, but seeing you so happy now, I’m finally relieved." Leng Yan’s voice was husky, carrying a unique seductiveness. Seeing the delight on her face, he wished to hold her tightly in his arms.
But... sigh! Looking down at his still-wet clothes, Leng Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, his narrow waist suddenly wrapped around, surrounded by the fragrance of rose petals.
Wen Nuan still held the roses, eagerly embracing him, ignoring the dampness on him. "Aren’t you afraid of getting as wet as me?" he asked softly, not wanting her to become soaked like him, yet unable to let go.
"Not afraid." Wen Nuan shook her head, her gentle smile full of love for him.
"Be careful, why are you always so clumsy!" In the nanny van, Ji Wei had already changed her clothes, while her assistant wrapped her wrist. As the assistant accidentally tugged on the bandage, she winced in pain.
Just as it was about to heal, Wen Nuan’s mini fan hit it, causing the wound to reopen a bit, and when Tong Xi pushed her into the lake, it soaked, changing colors as if it were becoming inflamed.
Tong Xi and Wen Nuan, these two women were like her nemesis, making her want to grind her silver teeth into pieces!
And Wen Nuan’s belly...
Leng Yan was treating her so well now, she increasingly suspected Wen Nuan was really pregnant, and because her status would be elevated by her child, he called her wife in front of so many people.