Cheng Nan is Wen Ye¡¯s assistant, so he naturally knows what Wen Ye¡¯s reasons are.
He thought for a while and couldn't help but said: "Madam, during this period I ask you to be more tolerant of him, and don't blame the eldest son."
Wen Ye is mature and reserved, but that does not mean that he is a tolerant and considerate man.
What's more, there is never tolerance in emotional matters.
Wen Ye could not argue with Xiao Rong about anything, but he couldn't do this.
It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t want to, but it¡¯s that he can¡¯t control his emotions.
Wen Ye is not a perfectly customized robot, so how could everything be as Xiao Rong imagined.
At the beginning, Xiao Rong was unwilling to tell Wen Ye about this matter. In fact, he was worried that Wen Ye would be angry.
But now Wen Ye is no longer as simple as being angry.
Looking at the dress on her body, Xiao Rong understood something.
"I know." Her voice was a little low, "I won't blame him."
It was she who was stupid, fell into the trap, messed up the matter, and even caused Huo Yunshen to suffer. Who did she have to blame Wen Ye?
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In the evening, Xiao Rong and Wen Ye appeared at the banquet on time.
Xiao Rong¡¯s ¡°unusual¡± dress received many strange looks.
She is actually more "dazzling".
" Xiao Rong remembered Song Chujiu's complaints to her. At that time, she made fun of Song Chujiu, but she never thought that this kind of thing would happen to her one day.
Wen Ye was surrounded by some business partners talking. Xiao Rong didn't eat dinner and felt a little hungry.
She glanced at the self-service area and whispered to Wen Ye, "I'll go get some dessert over there."
Wen Ye raised his eyes and took a look, and found that he was within his line of sight, so he said, "Don't wander around."
Something happened at the previous banquet, so Xiao Rong naturally didn't dare to wander around again.
"good."
Xiao Rong picked up a piece of dessert, sat on the chair, and started eating slowly.
Only halfway through eating, a man¡¯s deep and familiar voice came from the side.
"Rongrong."
Xiao Rong subconsciously raised her head, and when she saw the man in front of her, her expression changed instantly.
Zuo Yan.
Xiao Rong subconsciously looked in the direction of Wen Ye.
Wen Ye was talking to a middle-aged man and didn't notice it.
Zuo Yan¡¯s voice sounded slowly from the side.
"Rongrong, you can just delete all my contact information. Why did you leave the group in the class?"
Xiao Rong relaxed a little and quickly said to Zuo Yan: "Zuo Yan, I made it very clear to you last time. Don't talk to me again. From now on, the two of us will be treated as strangers."
Zuo Yan noticed her behavior and frowned slightly.
"Did Wen Ye not allow you to contact me?"
"It has nothing to do with Wen Ye, it's just that I don't want to contact you anymore."
Xiao Rong was afraid that Wen Ye would be angry if he saw her talking to Zuo Yan, so he was a little anxious to get rid of Zuo Yan, so he stood up and prepared to leave.
Zuo Yan recalled Wen Ye's act of kissing Xiao Rong in public that day, which was obviously provocative.
Now, Xiao Rong¡¯s attitude of avoiding him and wearing such a dress
Thinking back to the news about her and Huo Yunshen, what is there that Zuo Yan¡¯s family can¡¯t understand?
Zuo Yan suddenly grabbed Xiao Rong¡¯s wrist with a deep look in his eyes.
"Rongrong, I want to talk to you."
Xiao Rong was startled and subconsciously wanted to throw away Zuo Yan's hand.
"Zuo Yan, let go quickly!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com