contract marriage, marry one get one free

Chapter 402
humble house.

Expensive crystal chandeliers quietly stand on the roof, casting brilliant and beautiful light and shadows, and the appropriate light music makes the whole VIP room look particularly warm and elegant.

"Is there something on your mind?" Song Siyu's eyes fell on him with a hint of questioning. She held the water glass with her hand, shaking her slender wrist slightly, and the water in the glass swayed in beautiful circles with the shaking arc. She was leaning halfway in the spiral staircase of the VIP room, with her head tilted slightly, waiting for his answer.

Wen Yunting stood leisurely in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, his eyes fell on the charming river view outside the humble house, he did not answer her, it seemed that silence was synonymous with him.

"What's the matter?" Song Siyu picked up the cup gracefully, took a sip, and smiled faintly on his lips: "When did Young Master Wen become sentimental?" He joked with a half-smile: "Why, you know I will Let's go, shouldn't it be reluctance!"

Siyu's words did not cause any waves in Wen Yunting's ears. At this moment, his thoughts were on the playful and lovely smile he saw in the garden of the humble house. When she smiled, her thin face appeared extremely vivid Fresh and pleasant.

But that witty and cute, but when his eyes met his, he instantly became indifferent.He found that even though the woman outside just now didn't speak, even though she didn't look at him at all afterwards, he felt that she had thorns all over her body, which could burn anyone at any time.

Weird feeling.

He and her just met by chance a few times.

In the stairwell, she rolled down in embarrassment, covering her face with disheveled hair and crying;

On the street, she is black and thin, anxious to hail a taxi;

In the tea room, she had a pale face and retched;

In the lotus field of peach blossoms, he passed by, but he recognized her;
In the garden of the humble house, she stood quietly with her eyes lowered, silent, but with thorns all over her body.

Wen Yunting sighed slightly in his heart, but found something wrong with him the next moment:

How could he clearly remember every encounter with her?
She didn't seem to have spoken to him, except for the apology that choked up in the stairwell.

Is it...

Could it be the reason why he hasn't touched a woman for so long?

Around him, there are always many beautiful women of different types, and that woman can only be said to be fresh and elegant, and even a pregnant woman... How could that be?How could it catch his attention in Mo Mingjian?
He lowered his head slightly, with an imperceptible sneer on his lips,

Perhaps, he really should have a woman.

Le Yao's beautiful eyes suddenly reappeared in his mind.

Wen Yunting shook his head.

Try not to think about it.However, he couldn't get rid of those eyes.

Recently, he is too abnormal.

"Yun Ting?" Song Siyu was a little puzzled seeing him meditating inwardly without saying a word, walked over and touched his arm with his elbow.

Wen Yunting looked sideways, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Song Siyu pursed her pretty lips slightly, and pointed her elegant fingers outside the glass wall: "Your parents and my parents are here."

Wen Yunting raised his proud chin slightly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and made people afraid to get close to him with a cold look.

"You have to be mentally prepared," Song Siyu quietly moved two steps to the side, a little further away from Wen Yunting, and then said cautiously: "My parents...maybe we will mention our marriage tonight."

Wen Yunting looked at her sideways, and there was no denying in his eyes: "Hongmen Banquet?"

His eyes always make Song Siyu at a loss, she shrugged gracefully to hide her uneasiness.

After Wen Yunting's gaze stayed on her for a few seconds, he turned around and walked out of the VIP hall calmly without hesitation. Just outside the door of the VIP hall, Wen Yunting's handsome figure met Wen Xiaocheng and his party.

"The company is temporarily busy." Wen Yunting's thin and cold lips hooked slightly, and before they could speak, he had already walked towards the door of the humble house.

He walked away, but in the VIP room, an embarrassed Song Siyu was left to face both parents.

*
night.

The lonely balcony.

Le Yao was half lying on the chair, without sleepiness at all, his mind was full of Song Siyu holding Wen Yunting's arm and kissing him.

Can't shake it.

Can't forget.

Tossing and turning, in Le Yao's eyes, a wisp of warm tears slid down her cheeks, rolled and sank into the skirt of her clothes.

Don't cry!she warned herself.

Had already given up.

Forget, must learn to forget!

Le Yao wiped away tears, and secretly scolded herself: Le Yao, you are so stupid!You're so stupid that you still can't forget this kind of person.Originally, she should hate him, even hate him to the bone, but why does her heart ache so much that she wants to cry when she sees him?

She warned herself not to think about those unrealistic and illusory feelings. The most important thing for her now is to work hard and live well, just like the past days, forget all those memories, and start living again.

Yes, start living again.

Time is the best medicine to heal wounds. What she can do is to hide herself well, cover up well, work and live calmly and low-key.

Le Zhengming coughed from the room.

The coughing sound awakened Le Yao's memory, her heart tightened coldly, yes, everything in the past was a mistake, because of that mistake, she paid a heavy price.

bitter.

Her hand landed on her lower abdomen again.

Suddenly, her heart seemed to be bleeding in pain.

Memories are the scariest thing. Some things, as long as you don't think about them, your heart won't hurt, but once you think about them, it will be a piercing pain.

The fingers hurt the palm.

"I hate you!"

Le Yao closed her eyes, letting the tears fall.

hatred.

How could she not hate it?
Five years ago, what Wen Yunting brought to her and her family was not a simple pain, but a complete disaster.

*
Le Yao looked at the personnel change announcement on the office website in surprise.

The right hand that landed on the mouse trembled slightly.

How could this be?
Thinking of Lou Mo's slightly chubby face, and meeting Luo Zhen and tangling with him in the office that day... Also, on Saturday, Lou Mo had a frivolous hint.

Ugh--

She sighed secretly.

The reality is cruel, before she could breathe for a moment, the intercom phone rang, and she just picked it up, Zuo Youqing said indifferently and proudly: "Come to my office." Then, there was a beeping sound on the phone. Beep disconnection sound.

She pursed her lips and looked at the phone blankly, while the only sound in her mind was beeping.

Although, she tried to calm herself down.

However, she couldn't calm down at all.

Closing her eyes, her body was trembling lightly, her cheeks were covered with cold hands, and the sourness and laziness in her eyes eased for a while: What should I do?what to do?what to do?
Although we didn't get along for a long time, Le Yao still knew Zuo Youqing somewhat. Thinking of her unreasonable targeting, Le Yao didn't dare to stay too long. Sunny's office.

Because it was Monday, the cubicle was filled with busy figures, voices, fingers falling on the keyboard, and other sounds mixed together, Ke Leyao's heart was blank and dejected, she walked in a daze, Even when she passed by Ye Hui, she didn't realize it.

*
In the silent office, there is only the sound of Zuo Youqing typing on the keyboard.

Zuo Youqing didn't look at Le Yao at all, but edited the file on the computer.

The quieter it is, the more uneasy Le Yao is. She just sits quietly and upright opposite Zuo Youqing, her hands don't know where to put them.

"Director Zuo." Unable to figure it out, Le Yao finally mustered up the courage to speak: "You came to me, what's the matter?"

At this time, there was a light knock on the door.

Le Yao turned her head and saw someone came, she knew Zhang Jingyu from the secretary group, and she happened to be a member of today's personnel change announcement.

Zuo Youqing sat confidently and proudly, her eyes swept over Le Yao and Zhang Jingyu, the corners of her pretty lips raised slightly: "Have you read all the personnel change announcements?" As she spoke, her eyebrows raised slightly.

Zhang Jingyu smiled sweetly: "Director Zuo, I have already read it." As if expressing her determination, she said, "Don't worry, I will follow the company's arrangement and work hard in my new position."

But Le Yao nodded, and there were thousands of puzzles in her heart. Except for Lou Mo's deliberate hint, there was no sign before that she would change positions: "Director Zuo, I am very happy in the administration department, and I don't want to change jobs." department." Thinking of Lou Mo, she felt sick, and in the future, she would be his secretary, how could she want to?
Zhang Jingyu's face, which was still smiling just now, showed a hint of embarrassment, and her eyes slightly looked at Le Yao.

"I have been in the company for more than a year, and I have been working as a clerk in the administrative department. I like this position very much." He knew that the personnel changes that had been announced were irreversible, but Le Yao still wanted to make the last struggle.

"Are you an employee of Wen's?" Zuo Youqing coldly interrupted Le Yao, avoided her words, and looked down at her with a high profile.

"Yes." Le Yao replied, but there was an ominous premonition in her heart.

Zuo Youqing curled her lips slightly, with a sense of superior self-confidence: "As an employee of Wen's, then, you must abide by the company's arrangements." Her right hand was playing with the diamond bracelet on her left wrist, "Unless, you are not employees of the company."

Le Yao was at a loss for words, only she knew how much she cared about this job.But now, her father's foot is injured, and her job is the only source of life for their father and daughter.

"Okay, Zhang Jingyu, I'll give you half a month to get used to the work of an administrative clerk." Zuo Youqing said indifferently: "After half a month, Le Yao, you report to the marketing department." In her words, With a high-spirited order, he didn't want to hear any objections in that way.

"Okay." Zhang Jingyu nodded slightly. She has been in the company for more than half a year and has been in the secretary team.Although it is called the secretarial group, in fact, she does some chores of typing and copying, and has no time to show her working ability at all, because the secretarial group is Wen's back-up secretary for the executives, and she will only work if other secretaries leave. Have the opportunity to embark on a real secretary position.And this time, she finally had the opportunity to step out of the secretarial group and come to the administration department. Although she was only a clerk, she heard that Zuo Youqing had a strong background. Even, the administrative director, as long as she tries hard to please Zuo Youqing, as long as she is promoted, she is very likely to be promoted as well.

"Director Left." Le Yao tightened his grip slightly, wanting to fight again.

"Go out to work." Zuo Youqing interrupted her proudly, with a bit of reprimand and a bit of order: "Unless you don't want to stay in Wen's, otherwise, you must abide by the company's arrangements." She hoped that the anger would remain calm Le Yao, I hope she can really leave Wen's without looking back.

*
Wen's seventh floor, staff restaurant.

"Are you really going to be transferred to the marketing department?" Ye Hui sat opposite Le Yao, with envy in the corners of her eyes.

Le Yao smiled wryly, put the chopsticks on the plate, and nodded.

"Le Yao, I really have you." Ye Hui was overjoyed: "You found a high-level job without saying a word? We all know that the marketing department has the highest bonus in Wen's."

Le Yao took a sip of soup helplessly, she is poor, she needs money, but...

"Do you know?" Ye Hui looked around and said in a low voice, "Luo Zhen's basic salary is... You go there, the salary will be improved a lot."

"What are you guys talking about? Are you so excited?" Luo Zhen came over with a plate and sat next to Ye Hui.

Ye Hui's cheeks were slightly red, she was talking about Luo Zhen just now, I don't know if she heard it.Le Yao, on the other hand, didn't say a word, just ate the soup.

"No, I didn't say anything." Ye Hui used to eat to cover up her embarrassment, but when she lowered her head, she discovered the secret of Luo Zhen's skirt. She joked with a smile: "So, you really cut the skirt short."

The same work clothes, Ye Hui and Luo Zhen sat together, Ye Hui's skirt just covered her knees, but Luo Zhen's skirt was too short, just covering her hips.

"Nonsense! I didn't cut it short, it's obviously because of your short legs!" Luo Zhen joked without blushing.

"It's obviously cut short," Ye Hui compared her skirt with hers, and immediately saw the length, "If Le Yao hadn't told me that day, I wouldn't have noticed."

Le Yao sat across from them in embarrassment.

Luo Zhen said with a natural expression: "The hem of my skirt was burnt by the iron, so I had no choice but to cut it short, but it's okay, and I can still wear it." She raised her head, "Le Yao, I heard that you want to wear it." Married? Is it with our Senior Ming?"

"Nothing." Le Yao said indifferently, slightly puzzled: Why, everyone thinks she will be with Minghao?
"No way!" Luo Zhen sized her up while eating: "You have children and you're still not married? Could it be that you want to play for a few more years?"

child?In her heart, as if something had been peeled off, Le Yao swallowed a mouthful of rice, her throat was choked and uncomfortable.

"It's all my fault." Ye Hui looked at the two of them, slightly annoyed at her own outspokenness.

"Blame you?" Luo Zhen looked at her in surprise, and then at Le Yao: "Could it be that you...are you?" She shook her head as she spoke, "Impossible, even if you are that, Le Yao can't be pregnant ah……"

"I'm single, how can I be pregnant?" Seeing that her words became more and more outrageous, Le Yao clarified seriously: "I just got a cold in my stomach."

"It's all my fault for being outspoken and talking nonsense." Ye Hui said shamelessly, "Le Yao is really not pregnant." She was annoyed about this matter for several days.

"Hey, I was shocked." Luo Zhen patted her chest, and looked at Ye Hui lightly: "You, you have always been careless, outspoken, and for no reason, how much trouble did you cause for Le Yao? Hmph, don't you You know, there are rumors in the company that Le Yao is pregnant?"

"Oh." Ye Hui replied dejectedly.

"We're all girls, reputation is very important, Le Yao doesn't have a boyfriend, I'm afraid people who don't know will think there is something wrong with her life style." Luo Zhen said seriously.

Le Yao raised her eyes, Luo Zhen's calm expression was in her eyes, but she became sad: Luo Zhen knows that a girl's reputation is very important, why does she still have something to do with Lou Mo?In particular, Lou Mo has a family...and the Luo Zhen she knew before was a lively, cheerful and lovely girl. If she hadn't met that scene that day and killed her, she would not have believed that Luo Zhen would use her body to fight her. In exchange for work, in exchange for money.

"Stop talking, I'm almost ashamed to death." Ye Hui said with a frown.

"By the way, Le Yao, you are welcome to become a member of the marketing department." Luo Zhen smiled indifferently, but the absurdity did not enter her eyes: "You, you hid the news too tightly. I only found out about it on the office website.”

Le Yao smiled awkwardly.

"We will be in the same department in the future, so we need to communicate more at work." Luo Zhen looked at Le Yao, but in her eyes, there was no intimacy and calmness in the past.

Le Yao nodded.

"Luo Zhen, I heard you say Mr. Lou is very strict before, is it true?" While happy for Le Yao, Ye Hui was still very worried about her future working environment.

"Actually, Boss Lou is pretty nice." Luo Zhen smiled faintly, and raised her head slightly with confidence: "As long as Le Yao learns how to communicate well with Boss Lou, then there shouldn't be any obstacles at work. "When she said the word "communication", she paused for a moment, her eyes fixed on Le Yao, with a strange provocation, which made Le Yao's heart tighten slightly.

"Le Yao, you have to learn from Luo Zhen and communicate well with Mr. Lou, and try to be like Luo Zhen. The salary is skyrocketing like grass..." Ye Hui kept talking without knowing it.

Thinking of the entanglement scene at the desk, nausea struck, Le Yao avoided Luo Zhen's provocative gaze, she would never learn Luo Zhen's "communication" method, and she would never learn it either.

After lunch, Le Yao returned to the open office area filled with cubicles, only to find that Zhou Jingyu was standing in her place, arranging something.As if her privacy was being peeped at, she felt a slight suffocation in her heart.

"You're back?" Zhou Jingyu didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, but looked at Le Yao calmly, and conveniently put her personal belongings on Le Yao's desk.

As far as Le Yao could see, some of her personal belongings had been moved to the corner of the desk, and the desk was full of Zhou Jingyu's things. She didn't like others touching her things, "Well, so early?" Didn't it mean that there is still half a month for the handover?Why, after only one noon, Zhou Jingyu came?

Zhou Jingyu had an uncontrollable look on her round face: "It's getting late, it's almost time to go to work." She, who has been staying in the secretarial department in obscurity, longed for her own independent desk for a long time, so, She didn't want to wait for a moment, and hurriedly moved her things over.She moved the mouse with her hand, and suddenly, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Le Yao with some displeasure: "What? The computer has a password?"

The job transfer happened too suddenly. Although it was a foregone conclusion, Le Yao couldn't convince himself for a while, let alone catch his breath. Just like that, he started working with confused thoughts.

Zhou Jingyu seems to be clever, but her mind is stubborn and rigid. She will ask a small question many times, and she will not draw inferences from one instance. Often, Le Yao, who is disturbed, is speechless.

The troubled Monday passed like this.

In the subway, Le Yao's thoughts were chaotic. In just one day, her world had changed too much, and her heart was tired, which made her exhausted. Sitting on the seat, she closed her tired eyes, as if the only way , she has an independent space for her to rest.But the ears are occasionally filled with the sound of radio broadcast sites.

She is so tired.

Tired.

what to do?These three words have been filling her heart and eardrums.

Could it be that he just accepted his fate and went to the marketing department to be Lou Mo's secretary?That day, his frivolous words made her extremely worried. What would happen after she really arrived in the marketing department?

But, can she not go?

Zhou Jingyu's head start and Zuo Youqing's aggressive words made her unable to fight back.

But she can't lose her job.Let's not talk about whether she has the ability to find another job, but just talk about the current family situation. If she has no financial resources, then in two months, she will not be able to pay the rent.
She really wants to have a shoulder to lean on.

Once, at that evening, the sunset was so beautiful, and there was a pair of broad and strong shoulders for her to lean on. At that time, there was an uncontrollable smile on her lips, and her heart was as sweet as if it was about to overflow with honey.

But what about that shoulder?
Le Yao's heart oozes a cold feeling, that shoulder no longer belongs to her.

bitter.

When she was feeling sad, someone patted her shoulder lightly.Ming Hao's gentle and refined voice carried an irresistible kindness: "Le Yao, wake up, the stop is coming soon."

Le Yao rubbed her eyes to remove the moisture from her eyes. In the brisk subway, Ming Hao's handsome facial features filled her eyes, and she stared at him blankly.

"It's the station." The misty eyes in her eyes made Minghao's heart happy in an instant, and he couldn't help but say that when the subway was approaching the station, he pulled her out.

In the hustle and bustle of people, Ming Hao followed Le Yao's footsteps, accompanied her, and walked home.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Seeing that she had been silent, Minghao finally couldn't help asking.

Le Yao shook her head, the streets in summer were full of heat and dust: "It's okay." She was already used to forbearance, she pretended to be relaxed, but found the medicine bag in Ming Hao's hand.

"This is for Uncle Le." Ming Hao smiled lightly: "The doctor said that this medicine should be decocted every two days."

"Thank you." Le Yao lowered her eyes slightly, but her steps became heavier and heavier. She couldn't remember how many times she had said thank you to Ming Hao.

Minghao was a little sad. What he wanted was not a thank you. In fact, he had noticed her tired face from the subway before, and knew that she would take this subway home every day. In order to meet her unexpectedly, Minghao went to After waiting at the subway station for nearly an hour, fortunately, he met her, "Le Yao."

"Ok?"

"Can I let me take care of you?" He hesitated to say something, but at this moment, a police car whizzed by, drowning his voice in the screaming siren.

"What?" Le Yao was a little distracted and didn't hear what he said clearly.

"Yes" again, but Minghao couldn't say it.

Le Yao pursed her lips, she was very tired, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing her tired face, Ming Hao felt very distressed. In fact, as long as she is happy, it is fine. However, in the past five years, he has rarely seen her smile. If he hadn't known her for more than five years, he would have thought that she Can't laugh at all.

In fact, she was very beautiful when she smiled, at least, he always thought so.

*
In the middle of the night, Le Zhengming fell off the bed. Le Yao was awakened by a loud noise, and she sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Hey." Le Zhengming's voice came from the next room.

Le Yao turned on the light without thinking, and rushed to Le Zhengming's room, only to see him lying on the ground curled up tiredly.

"Dad!" Le Yao was terrified, and quickly helped him up.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot or what. On Le Zhengming's forehead, bean-sized beads of sweat are falling one by one. The pain from his ankle is unbearable. It has been several days. However, his sprained left foot did not improve at all, and even the injured area became more red and swollen. In order not to worry his daughter, he covered up his pain very well, but the leg hurt so badly. He couldn't sleep all night long. Before, when he turned over, his injured foot hit the edge of the bed, and the pain was so unbearable that he rolled out of bed.

Le Yao bit her lip and used all her strength to help him onto the bed. Under the light, although his left foot was covered with herbs, even his calf was swollen like a blister.

Tears swirled in the bottom of her eyes, and suddenly, Le Yao was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she didn't say anything, but settled down and went back to her room.

Without thinking about it, she skillfully pressed the keys on the phone with her fingers, but when the receiver was picked up, a mechanical voice came from the other end of the phone: "The user you dialed has been shut down."

How could it stop?
Le Yao started dialing again, but this time, there was still a cold mechanical sound.

Minghao's phone is really down?

Outside the window, in the night, with a little bit of starlight twinkling, there should be a fine weather tomorrow, but, for some reason, Le Yao's heart fell into a daze.Not for anyone, just for yourself.

*
In the cold corridor, Le Yao's breath was filled with the smell of hospital-specific disinfectant.

Just now, at the outpatient clinic, after the orthopedic doctor examined Le Zhengming, he reprimanded her angrily. He was not polite in his words, to the effect that she was too careless as a daughter, how could Le Zhengming's foot injury be delayed for several days? days, so that the best treatment period was missed.

She didn't make any excuses. Indeed, she was too careless. If she knew it earlier, she should have insisted on asking him to come to the hospital to have a look.

Just now, it was confirmed by X-ray that Le Zhengming's left foot was dislocated, not a sprain as the small orthopedic clinic said before.

Now, Le Zhengming is undergoing bone correction treatment in the treatment room.

As for her, she paced back and forth in the corridor uneasily. She was very anxious and didn't know how Le Zhengming's treatment was going.

"Ah—" Ren's treatment room was tightly closed, but Le Zhengming's heart-piercing screams pierced Le Yao's eardrums. Her heart was uncomfortably tight, and her eyes were moist.

Time, one minute and one second, seemed to pass too slowly and too slowly.

Finally, the treatment room opened.

Le Zhengming was pushed out, his left foot had already been put in a plaster cast, and soon he was placed in the ward.

"Dad." Le Yao held back the moisture in her eyes, and called out worriedly, her eardrums were still filled with his screams.

Le Zhengming comforted his daughter: "I'm fine."

Le Yao wiped his sweat for him, but she shed tears.

"Silly girl, don't cry." Le Zhengming wiped his daughter's tears with his callused hands. Lying on the hospital bed, he felt helpless in the face of his daughter's tears. In his heart, he was worried again. Layer, if he really has something to do, what should he do with his Le Yao? "Go and call Ming Hao." In fact, he didn't want to trouble Ming Hao, but, bystanders, he knew Ming Hao's thoughts on Le Yao, and he just wanted to work hard so that they could be together.

"I'll take care of you, so you don't have to bother him." Le Yao wiped away her tears and put a pillow behind Le Zhengming.

"You still have to go to work." Le Zhengming said, he thought, use all possibilities to create opportunities for Minghao, if they can be together, he will be relieved.

"Don't he have to go to work?" Le Yao looked at her father lightly, "I asked for leave today to take care of you in the hospital." The guilt in her heart made her very sad.

"Ming Hao has no class on Tuesday." Le Zhengming said.

Le Yao was slightly taken aback, "How do you know?"

Le Zhengming sighed slightly in his heart: "Don't ask so many questions, just go and call him."

"His phone has been shut down." Le Yao couldn't bear his father's disappointment, but finally said it out.

"No. His phone is assigned by the school, how could it be shut down?" Le Zhengming shook his head in disbelief, and then said a series of numbers.

Le Yao frowned slightly in confusion: "Hey, did he change his number?"

"He changed his number a long time ago." Le Zhengming shook his head sullenly, and he sighed heavily after Le Yao left the ward.Why is his daughter so slow in front of emotions?

(End of this chapter)