The enchanting duke's only wife

Chapter 82
"I see, I won't work for Zhong Yan again." Geng Le agreed a little discouraged. He didn't expect that the friendship card would be useless with Ye Jue, and said a little unwillingly, "But these photos..."

Ye Jue's face changed slightly, and he picked up the stack of photos and asked, "How did you get it? Do you still have negatives?"

"My friend took it. I don't know if he has it there. I haven't contacted him in recent years." Geng Le said distressedly.

"How do you know, this is me..."

"You can tell, although the makeup is a bit thicker, but the face is still recognizable!"

Geng Le's carefree attitude made Ye Jue a little worried, if he had told others...

"Anyone else know?"

"No, I've always been professional."

Ye Jue said coldly: "I really can't believe the professional ethics of journalists. Tell me the source of the photos and all the negatives."

Hearing such words, Geng Le couldn't help being a little angry: "Ye Jue, I know that maybe these things are the past that you don't want to touch, but you can't just look down on a profession like this! Although I still dig gossip these years, I haven't Distorted the facts. Even your Zhong family didn’t have one! I think compensation is needed, but it’s just because I thought that report pushed your family to break up.”

"I felt a little relieved when I heard the big reporter say that. Now that you're talking about this, please make it clear and don't lie to me with the same trick just now. You want this information to write a report, right? exclusive report?"

"Yes."

"What about the topic? Have you figured it out!" Ye Jue snorted coldly, "The dark and depraved past of a famous designer... How did the girl who accompanied the wine in a romantic place become a rich daughter! How about it? It's a good topic!"

Geng Le looked at the woman in front of him, shocked by her disappointment and angry tone, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Don't try, touch my bottom line. I have the ability to crawl out of there, stand up, and I have the ability to make it impossible for you to write these reports in your life." Ye Jue is clearly dressed and elegant, and there is even a trace of She smiled slightly, but her eyes were icy cold.

She, Ye Jue, has never been a character to be bullied.

If you want to hurt her, you need her to be willing and pampered!

A group of curious employees in the design department have been waiting carefully for the scruffy man to come out just now.No one questioned whether he would have anything to do with Ye Jue, they were just curious how such a person who seemed out of tune with Ye Jue knew her?After waiting for more than half an hour, it was already time to get off work. Some male employees finally gave up gossip, leaving the female compatriots who were the main force standing firm and waiting.

After another half an hour, I finally saw Geng Le walking out of Ye Jue's office.Without the previous nervousness and bewilderment, he just held the bag with one hand and rested his forehead with the other with an ugly expression, as if he was very tired.

"Tell me, Designer Ye won't be hungry for anything!"

"You're right! Maybe this man is sloppy but he has a good figure! With such a high vision, he won't be able to see a good-for-nothing, right?"

In the office where there were no men, the women's words gradually relaxed a lot, and their voices became much higher.Geng Le, who was leaving, seemed to have heard it too, and stopped abruptly, but left without doing anything.

"Oh, I heard that!"

"It's not you who spoke so loudly! Meat-eating girl!"

When Ye Jue pushed the door open, his face had returned to its original appearance, and he couldn't tell what happened just now.He just scratched his hair impatiently, and didn't pay attention to the employees in the design department who hadn't left yet, and left in a hurry.

Now it's all right, if you come back late at work on the first day, Xu Nuo will probably die of anger...

It was almost 8 o'clock when I got home. When Ye Jue went out in the morning, she was angry and told her to come back by herself, so it took more than an hour to get home.Looking at the brightly lit mansion, Ye Jue was a little surprised to see smiling people waiting for his promise in the dining room.

This is... what a situation!Shouldn't he be very angry!In the short "cohabitation" days with him before, if she didn't go home before the stipulated access control, he would be full of anger for a few days. How could he let her go so easily this time?

"Are you back?" Xu Nuo said with a smile, and asked Susan who was next to him to help Ye Jue prepare meals, "Sit here." He pointed to the seat on his left.

Ye Jue sat down resignedly, it's better to be cautious at such a time, I don't know what he is planning.

"I'm late, sorry." Ye Jue said.

"Huh? What did you say?" Xu Nuo was still just smiling, but Ye Jue could see that there was no smile in his eyes, "Did you forget what I said?"

He said... never say sorry.

"No. I'm just sorry for being late. Well, I kept you waiting." Ye Jue said immediately.

"Well, good boy. Let's eat." Xu Nuo leaned over and kissed her on the forehead and let her go. He put down the tableware and began to drink the red wine slowly, looking at her while drinking, his eyes full of desire .

Ye Jue naturally felt the rising ambiguity, blushing and eating the food on the plate.Today was the cod with nuts that she and Xu Nuo both liked, but for the first time, they couldn't taste any of it.

Promising like that, as if she was his food, made Ye Jue panic and shy.

After finally running out of desserts, Ye Jue still just lowered his head, not having the guts to look at the promises around him.

"Have you eaten?" Xu Nuo suddenly said, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, which added a hint of temptation.

"Yeah. It's ready." Ye Jue replied with his head down.

"Look at me, J." Xu Nuo's voice was a little louder, as if he was getting closer to her, and he could vaguely feel the warm breath.

"I, I'm going to rest first! I have to go to work tomorrow." Ye Jue hastily pushed the stool away, subconsciously trying to escape the lingering feeling of the overly ambiguous breath.

(End of this chapter)