Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!
Chapter 44: Can’t Catch Him, Covered by 2

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Can’t Catch Him, Covered by 2

During editing, I accidentally typed the title of the previous Chapter wrong; this Chapter is the actual "Can’t Hold His Quilt." I have no way to change it myself, sorry.

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"Sister Ping, I’m a bit tired, I’ll go upstairs first."

Not wanting others to see the tears on her face, she took a tissue and randomly wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes when Sister Ping and Xiao Mi weren’t around. Wen Nuan hurriedly ran upstairs.

She took out her computer and was idly browsing the web when she saw a netizen’s comment, and suddenly, Wen Nuan felt that she was utterly foolish.

"The saying ’To win a man’s heart, you must satisfy his appetite’ is outdated.

The trend now is, ’To win a man’s heart, you must hold his quilt!’"

Looking at the neatly laid quilt, tears once again fell down her cheeks.

She couldn’t satisfy his appetite or hold his quilt...

They were sleeping with separate quilts, so close yet so far apart...

"I’ve lost."

The warmth in her body grew stronger. Suddenly, Leng Yan pushed aside the woman clinging tightly to him, roughly stuffed a wad of cash from his pocket into her hand, and grabbed his suit to leave.

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"Young Master, you’re back! Why are you driving after drinking again?" Sister Ping was about to put away the dishes when she finally heard the sound of the car and soon, a tall figure with a slight scent of alcohol walked in.

"Xiao Jing drove," Leng Yan replied expressionlessly, unbuttoning his shirt as he headed upstairs.

"Young Master..."

Sister Ping hesitated, looking at the table full of dishes, she couldn’t help but say, "Young Madam cooked a big meal for you today..."

"I’ve already eaten." Cutting Sister Ping off, Leng Yan went upstairs in a few steps and drunkenly pushed open the door.

"You’re back."

Wen Nuan leaned sadly against the leather headboard. Upon hearing the door open, she was surprised, but her face immediately lit up with joy as she jumped off the bed: "Did you have a social event tonight? Why so late? I’ll go run a bath for you."

She wanted to question him for not keeping his word, but seeing the fatigue on his handsome face, she couldn’t bring herself to criticize.

Is this what the eldest brother meant by a virtuous wife?

With his trousers off, he followed her into the bathroom, watching her carefully test the water temperature, a deep mocking smile appeared on his lips: Was this virtue not exclusive to him?

They’d only known each other a few days, yet she eagerly threw herself into Leng Ye’s arms. Was she not satisfied?

Fine!

Tonight, he would make sure she was satisfied!

"Leng Yan, I think the water temperature is just right; come try it... Ah—"

Wen Nuan stirred the water and turned around, suddenly being pulled by the waist and dragged into the water, her nightdress quickly soaked.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Her arm carelessly hit the edge of the bathtub, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Wife, join me for a bath."

Leng Yan was already naked, except for a pair of tight underwear, now completely removed as he stepped into the water, lying beside her, smiling with a gentle face.

Yet in his eyes flashed cruelty!

"No... I’ve already bathed."

Wen Nuan stood up instantly. Her originally loose nightdress clinging to her body perfectly outlined her curves when wet. Although Leng Yan was her husband, such a thing as bathing together was off limits; she didn’t know what it would feel like to lie in a bathtub with the opposite sex, nor did she wish to find out.

Besides, his gentleness... reminded her of their wedding night.

She liked his gentleness towards her, but feared that behind this gentleness lay yet another humiliation.

"No, you have to stay with me."

Just as she stood up, his foot suddenly hooked, causing Wen Nuan to fall again, this time landing directly in his embrace. He held her tightly, his large hand unapologetically gripping her round hips.

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