After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

"No need, I'll eat at the company cafeteria."

Without any hesitation, Wen Ling, who was already furious, spoke directly, cold and ruthless!

It seems he was just being presumptuous.

Jiang Ran awkwardly shut his mouth.

After all, Wen Ling had agreed that she was marrying him with the intention of having children, and she had also said that she wouldn't interfere in his personal life after marriage. Now that they were married, and his sister had even given him half a villa and a car for free, he had no reason not to keep those promises, right?

Jiang Ran knew he had said something he shouldn't have, so he obediently shut his mouth and then sat down next to Wen Ling.

Watching Jiang Ran pick up the milk and drink it all in one gulp, then silently start peeling an egg, Wen Ling silently bit her lip.

Thinking back to his eloquent speech during dinner yesterday, his current silence made Wen Ling feel a little uneasy.

Did she just say something wrong?

I only said I would eat at the company, so there doesn't seem to be anything inappropriate about that, right?

He acted like nothing had happened afterward, as if none of that passion had occurred, leaving himself in such an awkward situation...

Seeing Jiang Ran devour eggs one after another, casually pop a piece of pickled mustard greens into his mouth as if no one else was around, and even take out his phone right in front of her, focusing his gaze on the screen...

hateful!

With a loud "bang!"

The more Wen Ling looked at it, the angrier she became. She raised her clenched fist and slammed it hard on the dining table!

"Clatter!"

The sudden thud startled Jiang Ran so much that she dropped the half-eaten egg she was holding onto the table.

"Zhizhi, did you smash it?"

Ignoring the unchewed egg still in his cheek, Jiang Ran looked at her blankly.

He actually dared to look at her with such an innocent gaze!

I'm furious!

Her chest heaved up and down, and her trembling hands made the entire tabletop shake slightly.

Hearing the bowls and plates rattle against the table, Jiang Ran subconsciously looked at the empty bowl in front of Wen Ling.

A wealthy woman like Wen Ling, with her decisive and efficient style, surely has servants serving her meals at home, right?!

He also mixed the tomato and egg rice bowl last night; how could he forget to serve rice to someone else!

Jiang Ran reacted instantly, quickly picked up the half-eaten egg that had fallen on the table, stuffed it into her mouth, then stood up, scooped up the empty bowl with one hand and tossed the rice scoop with the other.

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Jiang Ran quickly placed the bowl in front of Wen Ling, forcing a standard smile, "Sorry, sister, I didn't think of that. Please have your meal!"

"..."

Wen Ling tried to discern a hint of shyness in Jiang Ran's facial expression, but found nothing but flattery and respect.

He really thinks those things never happened, doesn't he?!

Wen Ling was so angry she felt like her stomach was about to burst. Looking at the bowl of congee in front of her, she abruptly stood up and said sharply, "I'm not eating! Don't wait for me tonight!"

"..."

Jiang Ran stared blankly as Wen Ling walked around the dining table and strode forcefully outside.

Almost instinctively, he stood up halfway and shouted, "Hey, sister, your high heels... bang!"

As the villa door slammed shut with force, Jiang Ran froze.

He looked down at the breakfast he had carefully prepared.

There was bread I bought yesterday, two fried eggs, two regular eggs, two cups of milk, a dish of pickled vegetables, a plate of frozen steamed buns, and white porridge as the main dish.

Was his breakfast too simple today?!

But you can't blame him for that!

He only got up half an hour earlier than Wen Ling.

When he woke up, Wen Ling was still fast asleep. Remembering that she would need to eat breakfast after waking up, Jiang Ran hurriedly pulled up his pants, washed his face and brushed his teeth before rushing into the kitchen.

In such a short time, he couldn't possibly prepare a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!

Although what he made was probably not as lavish as the breakfasts Wen Ling usually ate, it was still the result of his hard work. He had already sat down in the high chair, and the food was almost in her mouth, when she suddenly said she wasn't eating anymore...

She won't say what the reason is; this older sister's temper is just too difficult to deal with...

Fortunately, Wen Ling had said not to interfere in each other's personal lives, otherwise, if any feelings were to develop, it would be like marrying a firecracker that could be lit at any moment...

It's still a silent firecracker!

Jiang Ran shook his head and sat down by himself.

Looking at the perfectly runny hard-boiled egg that I cooked myself, I peeled off the shell and murmured, "If you won't eat it, I will..."

Outside the villa, Wen Ling, sitting in the driver's seat of the BMW, punched the steering wheel without any decorum for the first time, the unfamiliar sensation rising in her palm.

Remembering how meticulously she had hidden her identity to marry Jiang Ran, even having to drive this beat-up car herself, Wen Ling was so angry she blurted out, "Go with your high heels!"

She was absolutely furious!

She's never been this embarrassed before!

She should have been more mature and composed, but Jiang Ran was far calmer than her...

Staring at the scenery in the garden in front of her, Wen Ling suddenly seemed to remember something. She quickly picked up her phone and opened the monitoring software.

When she saw the surveillance footage of Jiang Ran holding a phone in one hand and grabbing a bowl of white porridge that was originally prepared for her with the other hand without even glancing at it, the anger in her heart reached its peak!

"Damn it! That damned man!"

"Aaaaaah!"

She shook her head violently, and her long hair, which was not carefully styled and was casually tied up, came loose from the shake, with the hair clip coming undone and falling down to her ears.

Gone was her usual dignified demeanor; at this moment, she resembled a concubine going mad in the cold palace!

Leaning back against the driver's seat, staring at the half-open blue sky outside the car window, Wen Ling struggled to calm herself down.

Last night, it seemed to be the same; she leaned back on the sofa, welcoming Jiang Ran's embrace...

In her anger, Wen Ling felt her heart pounding.

Every time such tender images flashed through her mind, she would subconsciously feel her cheeks burning.

She suddenly remembered that when she was at home, her father would always be the first to wake up early in the morning and boil water on the cabinet outside the bedroom door.

Although she was old enough to remember things at that time, she was not very sensible.

She asked her father why her mother hadn't gotten up yet.

The father's usual response was, "Mom did some exercise last night and is very tired, so Xiaoling, let's not wake her up and let her sleep until she wakes up naturally, okay?"

At that time, she really thought her mother would do some yoga before going to bed, since her mother usually did a lot of exercise at home.

But now, she seems to understand a little about what her father meant by "sports".

Wen Ling frowned, trying hard to recall the expression on her father's face when he said those words.

Just like Jiang Ran, it seemed as if nothing had happened, as calm as the deep sea...

So, waking up without feeling embarrassed and remaining calm as usual is a reaction every man would have, right?

In hindsight, Wen Ling seemed to have found a reason for Jiang Ran's calmness.

So, it seems I don't need to be so angry. After all, her father is a role model, so all men in the world should be pretty much the same...

She raised her hand to touch her chin, and as her fingertips brushed against her lips, all the fiery passion surged forth, vivid and clear...

Wen Ling couldn't help but lick her lips.

She was now somewhat eager to hear from Jiang Ran how he felt about last night...

If they had to wait until the evening to meet, it would be too late, and she couldn't wait.

Besides, I just said that Jiang Ran doesn't need to wait for her to come back...

No!

She needed to create a scene where she could be alone with Jiang Ran as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Wen Ling's eyes darkened.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out her phone and sent Jiang Ran a message:

[Please deliver the lunch to my office before noon.]