Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

Chapter 13 It’s better to do it than say it

Chapter 13 It’s better to do it than say it
Chairman Shen's office.

Outside the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, dark clouds were gathering, as if a spring rain would fall at any time.

Shen Yao sat behind his desk with a complicated expression.

He should be proud of Shen Xinghe's excellence, but what about Shen Chengyu? He owed his mother a lot and he promised to compensate her.

"Chengyu, don't worry, I will definitely give you what's yours."

Shen Chengyu was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Dad, what are you talking about? Even if Xinghe inherits the Shen family, he can't kick me out, right?"

Shen Yao frowned: "He may not, Fang Weiya may not be relieved."

"Maybe Aunt Fang won't care about me like this after seeing Xinghe get the company."

"You underestimate a woman's jealousy."

Shen Yao continued: "Chengyu, remember, some women are not as gentle and sentimental as your mother. You must not be blinded."

Shen Chengyu was silent for a moment after hearing this, "Dad, if I don't want to marry Bai Anqi, will you be angry?"

Shen Yao thought for a while and said, "But besides the Bai family, who can give you the best help?"

Shen Chengyu said bluntly: "Dad, have you ever thought that if Bai Anqi has the same personality as Aunt Fang, will my marriage follow in your footsteps?"

Shen Yao suddenly fell silent, and after a long while he spoke: "You go ahead and do your work first, let me think about it."

Shen Chengyu nodded and walked out.

He took out his phone and saw a message on it.

Ms. Cheng: "Chengyu, you must not admit defeat, and I cannot lose to Fang Weiya again."

Ms. Cheng: "Just think of it as helping mom. Mom, please. When you get Mr. Shen, you will be truly free. If you really like that girl named Qingmeng, mom will not object."

Ms. Cheng: "Cheng Yu, can you help mom for once?"

"..."

Shen Chengyu came back and read it several times, and finally settled on the sentence "If you like that girl named Qingmeng".

He pursed his lips, suddenly feeling unspeakable jealousy and hatred in his heart.

Jealous of Shen Xinghe, hate Shen Yao and his two women.

In the end, I was left with deep helplessness and sadness.

. .

Get off work in the evening.

Ruan Qingmeng took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

With her is Qin Ke, the general manager of the design department.

After exiting the elevator, it was Qin Ke's car. He stood in front of the car and asked, "Director Ruan, do you want to have a drink? Relax."

Ruan Qingmeng shook his head and smiled: "No, it's not too early today. See you tomorrow."

"Well, it's not easy to make an appointment with a beautiful woman." Qin Ke shrugged, "See you tomorrow."

Ruan Qingmeng waved her hand and walked to her car. She suddenly felt a line of sight and turned around to see Shen Xinghe standing on the other side.

His car was next to hers.

Ruan Qingmeng blinked in surprise, tilted her head and looked at him with a smile: "Not bad, you work overtime so late on your first day at work."

She was dressed very simply today. A beige Chinese dress wrapped around her waist. The buckle at her neck was very delicate, clinging to the elegant curve of her neck, exuding an aura of abstinence.

Shen Xinghe's Adam's apple rolled and he tried to look away.

He was also crazy. He had waited since six o'clock just to take a look at her.

But I saw her talking and laughing with other men.

Shen Xinghe had a sullen face, opened the car door without saying a word, got up, slammed the door and drove away.

Ruan Qingmeng watched his car drive away and breathed out softly.

Sit in the car, calm down and start the car.

When she got home, she soaked in the bathtub and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Shen Xinghe actually chose to enter the Shen family at this time, and even came up with a beautiful plan to use his talents to help the Shen family establish themselves, instead of just coming for fun. This is a good thing. It seems like a compromise, but it is also growth.

Ruan Qing dreamed that when she met Shen Xinghe one time, the sixteen-year-old boy had a defensive look on his face, like a puppy with its claws exposed. She couldn't help but want to tease him, and every time she looked at him, she would explode with anger. Mao, she thought it was fun.

"If life is just the first meeting..."

"Crack!"

The slight sound of the bathroom door opening interrupted her thoughts. She suddenly turned her head and saw the boy in her thoughts.

The man took off his clothes silently when he came in. His meticulous black hair fell down and stuck to his forehead, making his side face look like a boy again. The light blue shirt was wet and slightly bulging against him. Her chest muscles were unbuttoned, revealing her abdomen without any trace of fat.

"Did you get caught in the rain?" Ruan Qingmeng asked him while lying on the edge of the bathtub. When she arrived home, thin wisps of rain had just begun to fall from the sky.

Shen Xinghe said nothing and turned on the shower head to rinse.

Ruan Qingmeng pursed her lips and looked at the lines of his body without blinking.

Broad back, narrow waist, long legs.

No matter how many times she watches it, it still makes her heart flutter.

Shen Xinghe suddenly reached out and turned off the shower. As soon as the sound of running water stopped, the bathroom became quiet.

Ruan Qingmeng's eyes drifted away and she secretly sank into the bathtub. At this moment, she suddenly felt a little scared.

She felt the man's low pressure, and a certain sense of oppression came to her mind.

The next moment, the man strode over.

The bathtub was not small, and it was a bit big for her alone, but when the man stepped in, it immediately became crowded.

Warm water flowed out and sprinkled on the ground.

Ruan Qingmeng was also grabbed, her hands subconsciously pressed on the man's shoulders, and the two faced each other, only a punch away.

She swallowed nervously, "Shen Xinghe, why are you here?"

"Change the question." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Is it raining?"

"Ah."

"Stay?"

"Do you want me to stay?"

Ruan Qingmeng lowered her head and kissed his sexy thin lips.

Some things are better said than done.
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The curtains in the bedroom are not closed. When the lights are turned off, you can see the light coming from the window, and you can also see the raindrops falling on the glass converging into lines and sliding down.

Ruan Qingmeng nestled in the man's arms, exhausted but not sleepy.

She knew that Shen Xinghe was also awake, but neither of them spoke.

Although they are very close, it seems like they are separated by a sea of silence.

The soft warmth covering her forehead was his lips.

Ruan Qingmeng closed her eyes, moved slightly, and responded to him: "Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Yes." Shen Xinghe tightened his arms, "Good night."

Sometimes he particularly hated her rationality, and he could only see her show off her unique charm for him when he had her.

Forget it, as long as she has no other man, only him is enough.

"Good night." Ruan Qingmeng raised her head and kissed his chin.

When a man is good, she can't help but interact with him. After five years together, of course she likes him and the warmth at the moment.

She leaned against his chest and closed her eyes.

Shen Xinghe's heartbeat skipped a beat because of this kiss.