Chapter 29 A Real Joy or a Windy Joy

If a man fell in crazy love with a woman, he would have uncontrollable possessiveness. When he loved a woman to an extreme, he would tolerate the women in a great way.

　　Lan Xiao's love was the latter. For many years, there had always been such a girl in his heart. Her name was Chen Kexin. She was a perfect existence in his heart. Her smile had always been the thing he wanted to protect most. He loved her, but she loved another person.

　　But Lan Xiao knew that was because of his own laissez-faire. He did not tell her that he was falling in love with her. He failed to stay by her side. Therefore, he was reasonable for not being a protagonist in her life. So, when Chen Keren asked him to "recapture" Chen Kexin, he finally chose to be a quiet guardian.

　　This was not for something else, just because she was the woman he loved. However, the saddest thing was that he even had no chance to guard her.

　　The first sunshine in the morning sprinkled in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Villa. Lan Xiao, who had not slept overnight, was sitting at the round table by the floor-to-ceiling window and reading the newspaper. On the round table was a cup of steaming coffee and a few unmoved pieces of bread.

　　The sun was shining on his handsome cheek and stayed in satisfaction.

　　Putting down the newspaper and looking at the time, he raised the corner of his mouth. He turned around and reached out his hand to capture the sunlight that could not be found. His mood was peaceful and calm.

　　"Has Kexin already gotten up? Does she still have difficulties to get up? Well, it doesn't matter anyway." In the sunshine, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the happiness of this morning. "After a while, I will be with Kexin for a whole day, even if I have to teach her something for showing her to another man. As long as I can see her, I am satisfied."

　　While thinking of it, he heard his phone ring at the right time. He picked up the phone as joy flashed on his face. When he got through, his voice was still as gentle as it used to be.

　　However, when he heard Chen Kexin saying "I won't come", his world instantly turned dark.

　　At the other end of the mobile phone, Chen Kexin was still lying in bed. She narrowed her eyes, looking at Wang Weixi, who was standing by the bed and stopping her from explaining to Lan Xiao.

　　Lan Xiao only felt that his head was blasting. He listened to Chen Kexin's cautious apology on the phone. His originally bright gaze turned dull. They had made the deal and he was supposed to be with her...

　　"I know. I still have something to do. I have to go." Putting down the phone, Lan Xiao sat there, motionless.

　　Last night, he persuaded himself by the excuses that he refused Chen Keren. This morning, he discovered that this persuasion was nothing but deception.

　　Meanwhile, Chen Kexin thought that Lan Xiao had fully understood herself. After all, they had not seen each other for seven years. Although she performed very naturally, she still felt weird, and even she could not know clear about that kind of "weird". As if inside her heart, she contradicted Lan Xiao incompetently.

　　Wang Weixi frowned, stared at Chen Kexin, who looked a bit strange, and asked with dissatisfaction, "What happened?" "Is she depressed because she can not go? Or does she actually want to stay with that person?" The more he thought, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart. He didn't even know that his face had become more and more black.

　　Chen Kexin put down her mobile phone and stretched herself leisurely. Then she turned, kneeled on the bed, yawned, and said, "Done."

　　"Really?" Wang Weixi frowned because he did not like Chen Kexin's perfunctoriness.

　　Chen Kexin nodded, closed her eyes and continued to fall asleep.

　　Wang Weixi wanted to say something more, but he found Chen Kexin seemed absent-minded. Knowing that his wife hated others disturbing her dreams, he turned and put the clothes that Chen Kexin wanted on the bed before he left.

　　Then he came to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He ate it perfunctorily and then left home.

　　He came to the parking lot and slowly drove to the company.

　　In fact, Wang Weixi's home was still far away from his company. Wang Weixi did not like to drive a car like this. However, since he had to come back to cook for Chen Kexin at noon, he had to do this once.

　　Today, he had deliberately selected his best suit and set off after he was dressed up. Because today was the first day after his promotion, he should make himself look decent.

　　When he got to the company and just got off the car, he saw Yi Duanfang coming down from his red Smart. Speaking of which, the car was cheap, small, and sensitive, and it was the love of Yi Duanfang. But aside from going to work, he rarely drove. This didn't conform to his character of being a sissy.

　　"Why are you so early today?" When Yi Duanfang saw Wang Weixi, he walked over and asked delicately.

　　Wang Weixi rolled his eyes. He was so unlucky to see him in the early morning. As he was thinking, Yi Duanfang had already come to him. He put his one arm on Wang Weixi's shoulder and snickered. "What happened? Why didn't you bring your little wife to work?"

　　Wang Weixi shot him a ferocious glance. He said calmly, "Brat, can you die if you don't sneer at me?" Then he took his arm down, turned and entered the company.

　　At that time, there had already been a lot of people in the company. When Wang Weixi entered, he saw Lan Ling. Today, she was wearing a blue dress, and her black hair was hanging down loosely behind her. Lan Ling looked up and saw Wang Weixi coming in. Her cheeks turned reddish, and then she pulled her hair behind her ear and smiled shyly. This smile looked captivating as if the peach blossoms bloomed.

　　Wang Weixi was stunned for a second, and he gave a bashful smile.

　　"Good morning, Mr. Wang." It seemed that she finally remembered to greet her boss. Lan Ling bowed her head, and her eyes flashed to avoid him.

　　Wang Weixi nodded slightly and said, "Go back to work." Then he went straight to his office. As he walked past her, the faint scent of Lan Ling's body ran into the tip of his nose, which made him inexplicably happy.

　　When Wang Weixi walked over, Lan Ling slowly turned around and her face looked a little sad. No matter how she dressed up, it seemed that he would never look at her. That feeling was as painful as being cut in her heart by a knife.

　　Yi Duanfang, who was singing a song while entering the company, saw Lan Ling, who was stunned there and he walked over with a smirk.

　　When Lan Ling turned around, she saw Yi Duanfang, who was of the evil spirits. He looked at her as if he had seen everything through. Lan Ling quickly bowed her head and whispered, "Good morning, director."

　　Yi Duanfang seemed to be very satisfied with her reaction, but for his good image, he extended his orchid finger and said with a smile, "Lan Ling, you have to buck up. Remember, I'm on your side." After he finished, he left with a smile, leaving Lan Ling standing there in a daze.

　　Although she knew that Yi Duanfang was a downright sissy, she did not understand what Yi Duanfang just said. "Does he allow her to be Wang Weixi's mistress? Why? He is obviously a friend of Wang Weixi. How could he support his friend to cheat on his wife?" Lan Ling frowned and sighed helplessly. Perhaps, this man was kind of a jerk.

　　For the entire morning, Wang Weixi was busy with the new job in the office, and during the period, Kun Ming, the chairman of the board, came to warn him, pretending he was thoughtful.

　　Because there was a bathroom in the general manager's office, it was not until the end of the work; Wang Weixi did not come out. During the period, he called Chen Kexin twice. However, every time, Chen Kexin picked it up dreamily as if she was afraid that her husband would not know that she was still asleep.

　　Wang Weixi was speechless. The breakfast was a waste.

　　When he got off work, he quickly packed up his things and greeted Lan Ling as he opened the door and left. During the period, he found many kinds of view: mocking, skeptical, and appreciative, which always made people feel uneasy.

　　But when he thought of the little wife who was lying at home, he was not so depressed. No matter who gave him a start, what he had to do was to work harder and raise his wife well with his salary. When he thought of it, he couldn't help but laugh.

　　Yi Duanfang came out of his office and glanced at everyone who was cleaning up and preparing to leave. He glanced at Wang Weixi, who had walked to the door, and shook his head helplessly. A woman was shouting at him in anger over the phone. Yi Duanfang reluctantly returned to the office, holding his mobile phone, and said with infinite resentment, "Miss, you blame me for this?"

　　As it beeped, the phone had been hung up.

　　...

　　Yi Duanfang put away his mobile phone and held his forehead, saying in a plaintive tone, "The sisters... How annoying! Humph."

　　When he thought of the words of Chen Keren, Yi Duanfang felt his teeth itchy. Who would know that Wang Weixi would not agree to his wife learning how to cook? How could he so cherish Chen Kexin? Was he an idiot?

　　Yi Duanfang sighed and reluctantly walked back to his seat. "Forget it, let it go before I go home." He sat in the office chair, lying on his back and looking at the ceiling. For no reason, he thought of Chen Keren's face suddenly. How scared! Yi Duanfang suddenly sat up straight, looked around, and wiped the sweat that unknowingly flowed down. He said depressingly, "She won't let go of me!" What he didn't know was he had been so afraid of this evil girl.

　　When Wang Weixi left the company, he got into his own conspicuous BMW under the gaze of different eyes and then drove to the nearest supermarket. He quickly got out of the car, went to the supermarket and carefully picked some food, as well as some fruit before he left in satisfaction.

　　However, he did not find out that all the women in the supermarket was overshadowed by him, because he was wearing a suit with his delicate hairstyle and his bookish face. Especially when he selected the vegetables skillfully, he looked like "the most pefect man".

　　He went out of the supermarket. After getting into the car, he could not help speeding up driving home. "Is Kexin hungry?" He picked up his phone with some hesitation, but he thought that maybe she was still in bed and he would rather not make her unhappy. Thinking about it, he put down his mobile phone again.