Lian Jue put Chen Ningxue's luggage into the trunk. After Chen Ningxue said goodbye to her friend, she bypassed the rear of the car and walked to the passenger seat by habit. She was stunned when she opened the car door.

She looked at Kang Tong on the co-pilot for a few seconds. Just as Kang Tong was hesitating whether to get out of the car and get out of the co-pilot's seat, Chen Ningxue suddenly reacted: "Are you Tong Tong? Oh, I almost forgot. Your father sent me your photo before, why didn't he look like the photo at all?"

Kang Tong didn't know when Lian Jue sent her a photo, nor did he know when he sent her a photo. He couldn't answer for a long time. He held the pizza box at a loss, looked at her timidly, and shouted in a low voice: "Aunt Xiaoxue."

Lian Jue closed the trunk and walked over, answered for Kangtong: "I'm a little fatter than that time. I was a little malnourished before."

Kang Tong nodded with Lian Jue's words: "I've gained weight."

Chen Ningxue intimately pinched his cheeks that were a little fat in baby: "No, it's just right now."

Lian Jue originally planned to send Chen Ningxue home first, but Chen Ningxue was unhappy: "Is that woman still at my house?"

Lian Jue looked at her from the rearview mirror, and Chen Ningxue frowned in the back seat and fiddled with her phone, almost hanging the word "unhappy" on her forehead.

In fact, Chen Ningxue has a good temper since she was a child. She is not introverted and does not recognize her. She greets everyone she sees. No one among her relatives and elders doesn’t praise her for being generous and sensible.

But this momentum didn't last long. It was only since Chen Chulian married her a young mother five years ago that her rebellious period had just begun to show its strength. However, this rebellion came too late, which led to the inability to operate the word willfulness and made him angry and left the entire Atlantic Ocean. After that, he would not come back and not come back.

It can be said that he is the first person to strengthen others' ambition to destroy one's own power.

Lian Jue didn't want to get involved in the matter between them, so he said "hmm" and didn't say much.

Chen Ningxue raised her eyes from her phone and said harshly: "The old man hasn't divorced her yet? It's so long-lasting."

Kang Tong didn't understand why the new aunt was so hostile to the beautiful aunt. He liked the aunt very much, and smiled very gently, and asked him to touch her puppy.

But when the adults spoke, he didn't dare to interrupt, he only dared to turn his eyes and refute in his heart.

The car drove into the city, and Lian Jue asked the driver waiting at the highway to pick Kang Tong up and drove Chen Ningxue to have lunch by himself.

"I'm going to vomit when I eat Chinese food," Chen Ningxue suggested.

It was already past mealtime, and there were very few people eating in the restaurant. Chen Ningxue had not heard people speak Mandarin for a long time like this. She didn't want to sit in the deserted private room. She found a window seat with Lian Jue in the lobby on the second floor.

"Brother, you actually have a child."

Chen Ningxue showed an incredible expression on her face: "When you talked to me before, I thought you were joking."

Lian Jue handed the menu to the waiter, and his eyes flew over: "When did I joke with you?"

Chen Ningxue vaguely read the dissatisfaction from his expression, and he didn't ask again tactfully, and changed his words: "Didn't you tell dad that I'm back?"

"Not yet." Lian Jue took a sip of lemonade, "You can tell yourself."

Chen Ningxue curled her lips slightly and took apart a pair of tableware: "Actually, I just don't want to go home, so I didn't tell my father. Oh, can I not live at home? When I think of facing her three meals a day, I'm afraid I can't even eat."

Chen Ningxue said this and thought of something, suddenly raised her head and looked at Lian Jue: "Ah, brother, I remember if you have a suite in the suburbs? Or I might as well live in your place."

Lian Jue's expression remained motionless and said in a low voice: "It's inconvenient to me."

Chen Ningxue was just having a verbal affair, after all, she had come back, so she naturally had to live at home. But now seeing him say this, she suddenly couldn't help but ask with curiosity: "Ah? Why is it inconvenient?"

“There are friends here.”

After Lian Jue said that, Chen Ningxue's expression changed slightly. She sat up straight and her eyes slightly tempted: "Girlfriend?"

Lian Jue's tone was calm and he denied it quickly: "No."

Chen Ningxue's face then relaxed a little, then she put her hair behind her back as if nothing had happened, and chuckled, "Why haven't you got a girlfriend yet?"

Lian Jue added some water to the cup in front of her and said casually: "Busy in work."

Chen Ningxue looked at him sideways and couldn't help but make fun of him: "I see you are so busy that you are about to become a monk."

Before Chen Ting woke up, it was already dark.

The drugs to relieve anxiety were probably what sleeping ingredients were contained. He slept very heavily and did not dream.

The house was too big and the ears were too quiet. Chen Tingwei opened his eyes. As the night gradually approached, the gaze was dim. Only the slight sound of the wall clock moving the hand rhythmically in the quiet environment.

The palpitations before falling asleep had faded, and were replaced by a loss that was overwhelming but could not find the reason.

Chen Ting did not keep awake, leaning against the corner of the sofa without moving, and was hysterical for a while while opening his eyes.

A strong sense of loneliness pressed against him with the light white moonlight sprinkled in from the floor-to-ceiling window. He suddenly realized that soberness was more difficult than being passionate.

It took me a while to realize hunger.

He sat up and groped to find the living room lights.

The light above his head suddenly shone like daylight, and the white light stinged his discomfortable eyes. He stood there, closed his eyes and slowed down for a while. After the light that penetrated his eyelids gradually became softer, he opened his eyes again.

The refrigerator with the doors opened was full of fresh ingredients. He had seen the expensive price tags on the independent packaging box, and hesitated for a while, and only took out a bottle of mineral water condensed with cold frost and a pack of quick-frozen dumplings.

After a simple dinner, he carefully washed the things he used and summarized them back in place. He waited in the living room until midnight, but no one came back. Finally, he couldn't hold on and went back to the room on the first floor to sleep.

He thought he would see Lian Jue again soon, but the fact was not as he wanted. This place was obviously not a daily place for Lian Jue.

In the next few days, Chen Tingwei failed to see anyone again, so he had to re-plan his next plan.

Lian Jue's assistant came on the morning of the fourth day. Chen Ting didn't hear the sound coming out of the guest room. The man seemed to be checking the food missing in the refrigerator.

The man closed the refrigerator, glanced over the spotless kitchen again, and looked at Chen Tingwei with confusion: "What have you eaten these days?"

Chen Ting did not point to the freezer on the lower floor of the refrigerator and answered truthfully: "Dumplings and dumplings."

The assistant was a little surprised: "You can't cook?"

Chen Ting didn't reply.

Cooking at other people's houses is guilty. He has no habit of staying in other people's houses for a long time, especially when he is alone in an empty house for so many days - he still feels restrained despite the absence of the owner.

Seeing that he was speechless, the assistant must have misunderstood something, so he took out a business card from his pocket and put it on the kitchen counter: "Mr. Chen can call me if he has anything in the future. I'll call my aunt later."

Chen Ting did not pick up the business card, and only a name and a string of numbers lay on it, without a professional title or company name.

He thought that Mr. Lin Chen was probably Lian Jue’s personal assistant. After all, he met several times and he didn’t even bring him by his side.

After the brief conversation ended, Lin Chen said that he had something else to do. Before leaving, he asked Chen Ting if he had any other needs.

Chen Ting didn't think for a moment and said, "I want to talk to Mr. Lian on the phone."

Lin Chen had no room for refusal: "President Lian is currently abroad, and it's night there. Mr. Chen can tell me if you have anything to do."

Chen Ting nodded without understanding, and did not obsessed with talking to Lian Jue. Instead, he looked at Lin Chen and slowly spoke: "Can I leave?"

"If possible, can you ask you to get an ID card for me?" Chen Ting said without saying.

Lin Chen was unable to make a decision on behalf of Lian Jue without authorization, so he finally called Lian Jue.

The overseas projects were unexpectedly smooth, and Lian Jue, as the legal representative of the company, naturally needs to come here to sign the contract in person.

When he received a call from the country, the celebration banquet was almost over. He was standing alone on the terrace on the second floor of the living room to smoke. The glass door behind him isolated the hustle and bustle of drinking at the party.

His deep eyebrows and eyes were half hidden in the night, and a touch of orange fire suddenly became clear between his fingers. When he answered the phone, the screen of his mobile phone cast a cold white light on his side.

Lian Juexu glanced at the dim fishing fire on the sea level in the distance and asked, "What's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Chen conveyed Chen Tingwei's request to him without any haste. Without waiting for a long time, Lin Chen did not urge him. The phone was always quiet.

After a long time, a wisp of smoke slowly spit out from Lian Jue's mouth, which was blown back to his face by the fishy and salty sea breeze. His vision was temporarily blocked by the white mist. He narrowed his eyes slightly and crushed the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his hand into the ashtray at his hand.

"Do as he said."

After hanging up the phone, Lian Jue leaned on the terrace and blew for a while, tied up the tie that was loose on his neck and picked up the slender champagne glass at his hand to return to the party.

The deputy manager of the company's legal department who accompanied Lian Jue to sign the contract was greeting him on his behalf. When Yu Guang saw him coming, he breathed a little relieved, greeted the person and walked over quickly, lowered his voice and said to him: "Mr. Lian, Mr. Zhou of Ruikang Group has just come to find you."

Lian Jue gently shook his goblet, and the clear yellow wine in the cup contained a golden light under the light. His eyes swept aimlessly across the venue: "Where is the person?"

"I was here just now..." The deputy manager of the legal department turned his head and looked around. Before he could find someone, a long voice sounded behind him, and his tone was as familiar as if he had known Lian Jue for many years.

"Brother Lian!" The middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked towards him with his female companion. Before he could walk up to him, champagne was raised at him. "Hey, I have heard that General Lian is young and promising. When he sees him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

The rich perfume smell on the female companion made Lian Jue frown slightly uncomfortable. He took a step back slightly, nodding slightly coldly but politely: "Mr. Zhou."

The suit and jacket barely covered the man's fat belly. He picked up champagne and clinked glasses with Lian Jue. When he smiled, his eyes pulled out deep ravines: "Congratulations, Mr. Lian, I have won such a big order when I first arrived."

"Thank you forgiving me."

Lian Juanqian took a sip of wine and handed the glass to the deputy manager of the legal department behind him.

They are all geniuses who have been struggling in the business world for many years. The man could see at a glance that he was not going to continue drinking. His smile continued to diminish. He also handed the wine glass to his female companion beside him.

"You are polite me. Isn't our company just listed? If you have the opportunity, you will send everyone to learn and learn a long experience. Who in the industry knows that you are Fengjue Group? How dare we compare?" The man raised his hand and patted Lian Jue's shoulder twice, joking half-truely, "But Mr. Lian, you are the one who is the only one in the industry. Now he has officially opened up the overseas market. Occasionally, he has to leave some food for us small companies."

Lian Jue stood sideways calmly, with a little unambiguous perfunctory expression in his tone: "You are polite."

Seeing that he didn't even want to say much on the scene, the man smiled embarrassedly and winked at the female companion beside him.

The female companion understood and raised her hand to stop the waiter passing by, put down the champagne that the man had drunk, and took out two glasses of red wine from the tray.

The woman's long curly black hair was draped over her shoulders, her eyes were raised lightly, and a bright red fishtail dress outlined a sexy curve. She took a step forward and handed a goblet in her hand to Lian Jue: "Today, our Mr. Zhou is not feeling well. Why don't I give you a cup for Mr. Zhou? Is Mr. Lian willing to give me face?"

The man Lian in front of him had a very good appearance as rumored. His nose bridge was high and his eyes were deep. His thin lips were pursed. His eyes looked at her with uncovered contempt. The bright light fell into his dark eyebrows, with his innate nobility and arrogance.

It's indeed a distorted relationship.

The woman didn't care much about the contempt in his eyes. He didn't move, and she didn't stop her hands, as if she didn't realize the embarrassment at all.

Lian Jue's waist and back are straight, and the well-tailored suit outlines the solid shoulders. The ironed trousers have a good drape, making the legs wrapped under the trousers straight and slender.

She tilted her head slightly, and her side jaw brought the curly hair hanging from her neck back to her shoulders, her every move was charming.
To be continued...