Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!
Chapter 196 - 195: Poisoning

Chapter 196: Chapter 195: Poisoning

"Don’t do it." Wen Nuan looked around, feeling awkward.

They had chosen a casual seating area in the restaurant, and there were so many people around. Kissing him in public, how could she possibly do that?

"Then save it for a reward when we get back." Leng Yan raised an eyebrow playfully, teasingly lifting her chin, squinting as he looked at her.

Once they were back to their room, he would definitely try to earn that reward from his little woman.

"Stop it!" Wen Nuan, blushing from his teasing, pushed his hand away and buried her head in her food.

At lunchtime, when they were at the restaurant, she’d only eaten halfway when Tan Qing, who rarely ate there, walked in without her noticing, and chose a seat just one table away. She quickly buried her head and took a few bites. Later, her mentor said they didn’t feel well and couldn’t eat, so she went back to the office with them, not getting to eat her fill. In the afternoon, she had to run to the film set, and a lot happened, leaving her feeling hungry long ago.

Ah, this can’t go on. She needs to think it through these days, and if it doesn’t work out, maybe she should quit. She frowned as she thought; should she join the Leng Family after quitting? Admittedly, even though the Leng Family entered the fashion industry later, their performance was thriving, securing a significant position, and earning a good reputation.

However, it’s a subsidiary of the Leng Family, and she doesn’t want to work with the label of ’Leng Yan’s wife’.

"What are you thinking about, Madam Leng?" Leng Yan put down his chopsticks and focused on her face.

Wen Nuan smiled: "Thinking about how you want me to leave MT."

"Can’t bear to?" Leng Yan raised an eyebrow: "Even though the Leng Family’s fashion industry can’t compare to MT, it holds the second position."

"I know." Wen Nuan said with difficulty, "But I’ve worked at MT for so long, I really like the atmosphere there. So, it’s hard to let go. Oh, Yan, yesterday I submitted my design draft for the competition. My mentor even said I might have a chance to go abroad. It’s such a great opportunity, I really don’t want to miss it."

"Going abroad?" Leng Yan frowned his attractive brows.

"Yes, to Italy." When Wen Nuan mentioned this beautiful country and its beautiful fashion, her eyes sparkled with infinite longing: "Yan, I really want to go."

"You’re not allowed to go!" Leng Yan suddenly interrupted her: "Even if you win the competition, you can’t go."

"Why?" Wen Nuan frowned tightly, putting her chopsticks aside: "It’s a great opportunity to learn a lot."

"Our relationship is just getting good like this, if you leave, what would I do?" Leng Yan smiled warmly, gripping her hand tighter, acting like a rogue: "If you like Italy, I’ll make time to go there with you for a trip. But you can’t just leave me alone."

His rogue and aggrieved expression made Wen Nuan hesitate and sigh.

In truth, she couldn’t bear to leave him either. Every day now was sweet and inseparable, and just thinking about being unable to hold him while sleeping or see him when waking up made her feel a void in her heart.

"Let’s wait and see once the spots are announced." She smiled helplessly.

To be with him, does she really have to give up this opportunity? She couldn’t bear to lose this opportunity, but she couldn’t bear to leave him either.

**

"Miss, here’s the juice you ordered."

In the luxurious private room, the waiter came in, placing a glass of fresh juice beside Ji Wei.

Ji Wei smiled and thanked him. Just as she picked it up, she heard a sudden exclamation from Mr. Xin sitting across from her: "Miss Ji, your face..."

"What is it?"

Ji Wei immediately pulled her hand back. As a celebrity, she was always most concerned about her figure and face. She hadn’t been sleeping well these days, constantly worried about breaking out.

She hurriedly took out a mirror and saw a little smudge on her face, very light and barely noticeable without close inspection. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and apologized to the people present, gently wiping it off with a tissue. Unhappily, she tugged on Mo Jing’s arm sitting next to her: "Why did he shout so loudly, scared me."

"I heard Jingjing say you always pay the most attention to your face, so I mentioned it." Mr. Xin pursed his lips into a smile, glancing at Zhou Boliang who had discreetly put a prepared drug into Ji Wei’s juice cup, his smile deepening.