United States, a standalone villa-style apartnt. The midday sunshine stread in, carrying a warm breath. Wen Nuan put down a book from the shelf and looked at Leng Ye, who was working, and asked softly, "What do you want for lunch?" It’s been more than a month since they ca to the United States, and with new X-rays taken and the most effective treatnt planned, there has been significant improvent in Leng Ye’s leg. This made both her and Leng Ye very relieved, and filled with hope for the future.
"Wait for the nanny to co back, you don’t need to cook." Leng Ye closed his laptop.
Wen Nuan hurried over to take it, but his hand sidestepped hers, and he insisted stubbornly, "It’s not shut down yet, and you’re not wearing radiation protection clothing, don’t touch it."
"It’s just a one-ti thing, it’s no big deal." Wen Nuan smiled and unhesitatingly took it and put it aside, "Is there anything you’d like to eat? I’ll prepare the ingredients first and have the nanny cook it when she returns."
Ever since she got pregnant, she had developed a strong aversion to the sll of cooking oil and smoke and couldn’t stay in an active kitchen for long.
Leng Ye smiled gently, "Let’s just have the nanny follow the nutritionist’s nu. What about you, Nuannuan, what do you want to eat?"
Wen Nuan lightly shook her head, "There isn’t anything I particularly like."
The nanny was hired from a Chinese restaurant and cooked excellent Chinese food. Although the early pregnancy reactions were less frequent now, her appetite wasn’t very good. She was quite envious of others who, during pregnancy, had cravings and seed to indulge in various foods. But she was indifferent to everything and had almost no food passions.
"Then just see what you might like more."
Leng Ye spoke indulgently, his eyes gently sweeping over her small belly, a complex expression gliding through his eyes.
Wen Nuan really liked this child, and unknowingly, he found himself accepting it too. Maybe it was seeing her maternal side; several tis he saw her softly whispering sothing to her belly, a gentle warmth that deeply attracted him and tugged at his heart. Sotis, he even couldn’t wait to see her with a big belly.
Wen Nuan walked away to the kitchen, and upon hearing the sound of chopping vegetables, Leng Ye quietly picked up his phone and dialed a number. The other side quickly responded: "First Young Master."
"Tell about the current situation of the Leng Family." He spoke indifferently, his brows furrowing tightly upon hearing the hesitation from the other side, "Speak up!"
"The Second Young Master seems to be suspicious of , his investigation is proceeding secretly. I’ve been carefully inquiring, and it seems they’ve already discovered sothing." The person worriedly said, "First Young Master, what should we do?"
"Wait and see, be cautious in every move." Leng Ye unwillingly gritted his teeth, a trace of coldness flashing across his brow.
In the business field, he indeed lagged behind Leng Yan significantly. He hadn’t expected that after all those sches, Leng Yan caught on so quickly. He deeply regretted how obsessed he was with design, neglecting economic managent. He underestimated Leng Yan, who always seed sharper at crucial monts.
To prevent Leng Yan from finding out, he was cautious everywhere, taking action against the Leng Family when Leng Siyan was seriously ill and Leng Yan was out of the country. However, an unexpected car accident delayed matters, and it was discovered so soon.
(There are reasons for Leng Ye’s actions against the Leng Family, which will be explained later.)
"Even if he investigates, it would be hard to trace back to you, First Young Master, don’t worry." The other party lightly said, yet it couldn’t dispel his worry at all. He furrowed his eyebrows, "Still, be cautious about everything..."
Just as he was about to say more, a scream ca from the kitchen, causing his brows to furrow tightly, "Nuannuan?"
Seeing her fingers scalded, Wen Nuan inhaled sharply from the pain, quickly rinsing them under cold water while calling out to the outside, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."
Although the doctor advised Leng Ye to try using a wheelchair, it was only for a short period each day. She didn’t want to alarm him and worsen his leg injury. Earlier, she tried blanching so vegetables but slipped, luckily there was little water and she dodged in ti, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"How could I be so careless?" She stuck out her tongue, looking at her reddened fingers, after rinsing them for a while, she rembered there was a first aid kit in Leng Ye’s room with lots of dicine. She blew on the swollen area a few tis before walking over.
"First Young Master?" Leng Ye’s phone had not yet been hung up. Hearing him calling Wen Nuan, the other side asked puzzled, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing! You make an effort to reconcile and try to regain his trust." Leng Ye said indifferently to the other side, listening to the approaching footsteps, his face turned slightly pale, and he quickly hung up the phone.
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