Has the CEO's ex-husband played enough?

love brother?

Nuan really wanted to laugh, wanted to sneer loudly.

What kind of love brother is he?A couple who were about to divorce, the man cheated, but in front of outsiders, he said that he was her love brother.

Tan Qing only felt that all the blood in her body rushed to the top of her head, and her brain's reaction had never been so slow. After 2 minutes, he seemed to digest Leng Yan's words, and looked at Nuan Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, is what he said true? Is he your husband?"

Nodding warmly and slowly, her eyes were filled with pain and apology: "I'm sorry, Tan Qing, I haven't told you about my married status."

So far, I can't keep it a secret.It's good to confess to Tan Qing, let him completely give up.

Tan Qing smiled wryly and shook her head: "He is the man who has been in love for three years? But, Nuan Nuan, you are not happy, are you?"

It is a happy thing that the first love is the husband.Why can't he see happiness from the warm face, what he sees is her pain.

"Tan Qing, I..."

Just as Wen Nuan was about to explain, the strength on his waist increased.Leng Yan glanced at Tan Qing lightly, clenched his warm wrist and pulled towards the car, warning Tan Qing without looking back: "Young Master Tan, whether she is happy or not has nothing to do with you!"

Nuannuan is his wife, no other men need to care about her!

Especially Tan Qing with ulterior motives!

"Leng Yan, let me go!" After being forced into it, she looked at Leng Yan viciously and yelled angrily.

"Let go of you?" Leng Yan sneered: "Then let you find Tan Qing? Nuan, you can tell who is your husband!"

With that said, he went around and got into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and the car sped out.

Wen Nuan still struggled at first, but the car was locked and she couldn't get out, so she just fell silent in the end, pursed her lips tightly, and didn't say a word.

When the car drove into the villa and the lock was unlocked, she opened the car door and went in. Taking advantage of his parking space, she asked Sister Ping for the key, pedaled upstairs, and locked the guest room.

With the key in her hand, Leng Yan would not come in unless he broke the lock.

Lying down on the bed, the emotions she had held back all the way finally vented out, tears streaming down her face, and she gripped the quilt tightly.

He said that he was her husband, so he couldn't have too much contact with Tan Qing.So what about him, why doesn't he think about it, she is his wife, how can he go to Ji Wei when he is still involved with her.

I hate my soft heart, I hate that I can't leave without hesitation now!

I hate myself even more and still love him!

"What about her?" Leng Yan entered the door and asked while unbuttoning his shirt with a tired look on his face.

"Young Mistress went upstairs... went to the guest room... and locked it..." Sister Ping and Xiaomi looked at each other, feeling uneasy in their hearts, and their voices were involuntarily lowered.

Both the young mistress and the young master seem to be in an extremely bad mood. Could it be a quarrel?

In the past few days, the relationship between the two has been tense, and the two of them have been worried.

Leng Yan's face suddenly sank, and he spread his hands in front of Sister Ping: "Sister Ping, give me the key."

"The key..." Sister Ping became even more nervous: "The key... Young Mistress took it away in advance."

She was wondering why she had to take the key just now, but now she finally understood that the young mistress was afraid that the young master would use the key to unlock the door.

"SHIT!" Looking at the door of the guest room where Wen Nuan had lived for several days, Leng Yan gritted his teeth and forced out a foul word.Stepping upstairs, looking at Sister Ping and Xiaomi downstairs, she frowned again: "Don't cook yet!"

Watching Sister Ping and Xiaomi enter the kitchen, he knocked on the door lightly with an unhappy voice: "Open the door!"

"No!" Wen Nuan whispered in his heart, wiped away his tears, sat on the bed, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Open the door!" Leng Yan rubbed his forehead, and emphasized his tone: "Is it reasonable to go out and date a man?"

Nuan Nuan finally couldn't help retorting: "Leng Yan, Tan Qing and I are not what you think!"

What is dating a man?

Even if Tan Qing was interested in her, it was because she didn't know the fact that she was married.How did it come out of her mouth, but the taste of everything changed?

"Hmph!" Leng Yan sneered: "What does that look like, open the door and explain!"

"Don't force me to open the door, I won't open it. I said earlier that Tan Qing is my ordinary friend. Believe it or not!" Today is the end of the fight, and you can wait outside if you have the ability.Moreover, she and Tan Qing have nothing at all. If it was before, she would explain patiently, but since the incident between him and Ji Wei happened, she wanted to avoid all explanations.

If he doesn't explain the matter with Ji Wei, why should she explain her relationship with Tan Qing?

If you want to misunderstand, just misunderstand, we are about to break up, and I don't care about one more time.

"warmth!"

Never seen her so tough, the anger in Leng Yan's heart was gathered, but no matter how he provoked her, Nuannuan would not open the door.

"Go up and ask her to eat."

Sitting in the restaurant, looking at the table full of dishes, without any appetite, Leng Yan stroked his stomach and said to Xiaomi.

It was already two o'clock, and his stomach would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat after a while.Now I'm just carrying it hard, and it's already hurting inside.

Soon, Xiaomi came down, with a troubled look on his face: "Young Mistress said she has no appetite, so she won't eat."

"Master, you eat first, I'll bring some food up." Sister Ping watched Leng Yan's movements carefully, knowing that his stomach was a little uncomfortable, so she hurriedly said.

Leng Yan narrowed his eyes, said nothing, lowered his head, ate a few mouthfuls, and threw the chopsticks away.Sister Ping, who was serving the dishes, was taken aback: "Master?"

"I'm stuffed."

He went upstairs as he said lightly, stopped at the door of the guest room, looked at the still closed door with dark eyes, snorted coldly, and walked towards the bedroom.

Nuan Nuan sat on the bed with his hands folded on his knees, and when he heard the cold hum from outside the door, a smirk slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

He won't explain unless he first tells her where he went when he didn't work overtime that day.

"Young Mistress, have something to eat." It was Sister Ping's voice that sounded at the door of the guest room.Leng Yan stood at the door of the bedroom, stopped walking in, and leaned his back against the door panel.

Nuan sighed and got out of bed.

Since the day she got married, Sister Ping has always cared about her, and Nuan Nuan would always be hard-pressed when facing her.

"Sister Ping, I don't..." She opened the door, wanting to let Sister Ping go down.Seeing Leng Yan lazily leaning against the door, he suddenly changed his mind: "Thank you, Sister Ping, give it to me."

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