Quit pampering

Chapter 5 Because it’s not me she’s asking for

The gentle voice echoed clearly and dissipated very quickly.

Wen Ying bowed a few times and her eyes felt wet for some reason. She stood up and put the fragrance into the incense burner.

The abbot was still meditating and chanting sutras. Wen Ying stood up and faced outside. Suddenly, he saw a piece of black clothes flashing outside the vermilion door.

She didn't care.

The wind was blowing. Under the bodhi tree, Wen Ying hung the red ribbon with her wishes on the branch and watched it flutter in the wind.

The round-headed little novice monk came over and said, "Donor, this is a peace charm given to you by a destined person. I hope you will be safe every year."

Wen Ying frowned imperceptibly, "Who is this destined person?"

The little novice monk said, "Since we are destined to be together, we will meet each other if we are destined."

Wen Ying smiled and said, "Then thank that destined person for me."

The little novice monk called Amitabha, turned around and walked away.

Wen Ying glanced at the peace charm in his hand and put it in his bag.

Fu Yanlou stared at the woman's back for a long time. No one noticed that his eyes were too deep, unscrupulous, and had the desire to break the shackles.

Next to him stood the young novice monk from before, "Donor, why don't you personally hand over the peace talisman to the female benefactor?"

Fu Yanlou was still dressed in black, and there was unmelted gentleness in his cold eyes, "Because what she wants is not me."

One of the sources of human suffering may be not getting what you want.

The little novice monk was still naive, "Then just let what she wants be you."

"Okay." Fu Yanlou lowered his head and smiled, "I will work hard."

The little novice monk saluted, "May the donor get what he wishes."

can you?

Fu Yanlou's eyes fell into the distance, and the familiar figure could no longer be seen in the mountains.

Wen Xingyu was bored after waiting for several hours. He made a video call with his friend on his phone until the battery was low. "My sister is here, let's not chat for now."

Wen Ying got into the car and said, "Let's go back."

Wen Xingyu couldn't help but complain, "Yingying, are you really going to walk up and down the mountain?"

Wen Ying rolled her eyes at him, "You can't learn to shut up, can you?"

Wen Xingyu clapped his mouth and said, "But there is someone like you who wears a suit and walks up from here. He is quite good at playing."

Wen Ying smiled, the smile did not reach her eyes, it was cool and refreshing, "If you don't want to drive, you can walk back later."
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The sky in Hong Kong was heavily cloudy, and it finally rained heavily at night.

Wen Ying learned how to make soup from her family's chef in the morning. It lasted for two hours. The chef praised her for her skill. Wen Ying put the soup into a thermos and took it to Mingcheng Group.

Huo Zhiqian took over the family business the year before last and was already in charge at a young age.

It was not the first time Wen Ying came to Mingcheng Group, but it was also the first time she came as Huo Zhiqian's fiancée.

The top floor of the 66th floor of the group is surrounded by transparent bulletproof glass. The wide field of view is full of busy professional elites.

"Miss Wen, why are you here?"

The speaker was Huo Zhiqian's capable secretary named Wu.

This question had meaning, Wen Ying asked sharply, "Who is in Zhiqian's office?"

Are all women so perceptive?
Secretary Wu still wanted to hide it, "No, no, the boss is in a meeting right now."

Wen Ying raised her eyebrows and her smile turned cold, "Really? As an assistant, why aren't you waiting by the side?"

"I……"

Wen Ying pushed open the door to the CEO's office, but Secretary Wu couldn't stop him. He stomped around to find other things to do and simply ignored him.

Wen Ying was not surprised to see Liang Wanyue here. The cold office smelled faintly of food, and there were several home-cooked dishes that looked delicious on the mahogany dining table. They were not exquisite, but they could tell that they were very attentive.

Wen Ying put the thermos pot on the table, with a somewhat arrogant smile in her eyes, "Wow, it looks so rich. Did Miss Liang make all of this?" Compared to Wen Ying, who was more at ease, Liang Wanyue was a little more nervous and nervous. Reticent, the only difference between people is a look or a smile.

Liang Wanyue looked at the magnificence performed by Wen Ying with her temperament, and felt an unknown inferiority complex in her heart.

Liang Wanyue explained with a pale face, "Don't get me wrong, Miss Wen. Zhiqian worked hard to take care of me all night in the hospital. I don't know how to thank him. I can only cook in person to express my feelings."

Wen Ying looked at her and seemed to smile, "It seems that Miss Liang has fully recovered."

"Yes, it is."

Liang Wanyue stepped back, and the pitifulness of being in a weak position fell into Huo Zhiqian's eyes.

His eyes turned to the exquisitely dressed and beautiful woman with a cold expression, "Wen Ying, why are you here?"

Wen Ying looked at him and asked, "Shouldn't I come?"

"Zhiqian, since Miss Wen is here, I'll leave first." Liang Wanyue turned around and left in a hurry before the man could speak.

The back is embarrassed.

Walking downstairs, Huo Zhiqian was never seen chasing him. Liang Wanyue bit her pale lips tightly, unable to suppress the loss in her heart.

She had heard in the hospital that the Huo and Wen families were confirmed to be getting married. Prince Huo and Miss Wen were both talented and good-looking, and they were considered a perfect match.

But people who once loved each other can only end in gloom.

"Wan Yue."

Lin Tiancheng strode over. He saw her sadness in his eyes and clenched his fists, "He made you sad again!"

Liang Wanyue looked at him, her beautiful eyebrows tightened, "What you are doing here has nothing to do with you."

Lin Tiancheng grabbed her arm directly and smiled coldly, "Why didn't you say you had nothing to do with me when we lived under the same roof abroad?"

Liang Wanyue staggered, steadied herself, then shook him off hard, and said angrily, "You know better than anyone else that I have nothing to do with you, so stop pestering me!"

Lin Tiancheng was so angry that his face twisted, "He's getting married, can't you let him go?"

"My business has nothing to do with you!"

Liang Wanyue quickly walked to the side of the road to stop the car and left. She turned around and saw Lin Tiancheng's crazy and stubborn eyes through the rear windshield.

She sat up straight, curled her fingers on her knees and dug her nails into her palms.

The atmosphere in the CEO's office was stagnant for a long time.

During the warm welcome, all the food Liang Wanyue brought was thrown into the trash can.

Huo Zhiqian finally moved, "Wen Ying, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came?"

Wen Ying stared at him and tugged her lips, "When did I tell you in advance that I would come here? Miss Liang is still gone. Although you don't say it on your face, you are blaming me in your heart. I disturbed you, right?" "

"No, don't think about it." Huo Zhiqian pinched his eyebrows, stood up and walked around half the table to Wen Ying, took her hand and sat down, "I didn't know she would come, I didn't ask her to come. "

Wen Ying smiled without showing any emotion. That smile was sweet and charming, "I believe you."

Huo Zhiqian looked at the thermos pot on the table, "What's in it?"

"Ecstasy soup." She joked.

A faint smile appeared on Huo Zhiqian's lips, "Did you make it especially for me?"

"Of course." Wen Yingyan smiled at Yan Yan, "I learned it from the nanny for a long time. I'll serve it out and you can taste it."

"Ah."

Squab soup was served in front of Huo Zhiqian.

Huo Zhiqian took a sip, and a layer of fine wrinkles appeared on his frowning brows as soon as they relaxed, "It tastes good."

Wen Ying was happy, "Then finish your drink."

Huo Zhiqian sighed helplessly, "But you only made soup, what should I eat for lunch?"

(End of this chapter)