Especially after he called and learned that she showed no reaction after receiving the gift, his curiosity about her deepened even more. So, after buying things, he drove around, felt increasingly bored, and somehow ended up driving home directly.
Perhaps... he should meet his newly married wife and see what she’s really like. Could she really be as calm as a block of wood, not making a sound after suffering such humiliation from him?
"The Young Madam is in the room, I just saw her doing laundry, haven’t seen her come out."
Sister Ping said with a smile, her tone was full of undisguised admiration. The Young Master truly chose the right person this time, there are many women who do their own laundry, but the Young Madam is the Wen Family’s eldest daughter. Raised pampered like gold and jade from a young age, it’s surprising that she would do things herself.
She’s also very gentle with everyone, previously, everyone was worried about marrying a difficult to serve master, making life hard, but unexpectedly it’s .
She’s doing laundry? Sister Ping’s words made Leng Yan slightly stunned.
This woman would actually do laundry by herself? He never imagined what it would be like for a rich family’s daughter to do laundry.
Their bedroom was the largest sunlit room on the second floor, Leng Yan gently pushed the door open and went in.
Lying on the sofa by the balcony, she had her hair draped over her, her black shiny long hair glowing faintly in the sunlight. Because her face was turned outward, he couldn’t see it clearly.
A thin blanket covered half of her body, revealing a white chiffon blouse and blue-green pencil pants, giving her a leisurely look of blue sky and white clouds.
At that moment, the desire to see her face clearly became even stronger. Although he pinched her chin when he went out today, because of the light and his disdain, he never really looked at her face.
He changed into slippers, his long legs moved softly.
A delicate white face, fine brows, slightly curled long eyelashes, her closed eyes would probably be captivating once opened. A sharp nose, pink lips that weren’t glossed yet shone with alluring luster.
He didn’t know what she was dreaming about, but her lips bore a hint of a smile, gentle, revealing a kind of silent beauty.
Staring at that tempting shade of pink, he suddenly felt a bit thirsty, quickly averted his gaze, but inadvertently glanced back at her white chiffon blouse, the sideway position made her body curves appear deeper and more charming, the whiteness of her skin causing him to unconsciously recall last night’s scenes...
The thirst grew increasingly apparent, his Adam’s apple rolled inadvertently...
Leng Yan, are you getting moved by her? By the woman sent to bind you?
Realizing something was wrong, he briskly turned his face away, upon seeing a piece of black floating on the balcony, his expression changed instantly, a black storm surged in his eyes.
There was unexpectedly a piece of men’s clothing hanging on the balcony, and from the look of it, it wasn’t cheap at all.
Did Sister Ping say she was just doing laundry, and this was the piece?
Although he had many shirts, he clearly remembered he didn’t own this piece.
If it’s not his, whose could it be?
Wen Nuan, how capable you really are! Just being out for a little while, and a man’s clothing is brought back home!
Sister Ping just told her she bought things to take back to her family. Turns out, buying things was fake, going out to meet a lover was the real deal!
The anger quickly fueled his already restless heart, Leng Yan’s distinctively jointed fingers clenched tightly enough to crack, glaring viciously at the sleeping woman.
The smile at the corner of her mouth, is it because she was with the owner of that clothing?
He bit his teeth, suppressed the storming emotions, and lightly cleared his throat.
He wanted to know how she was going to explain this matter to him.