CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Walking out of the noodle store, she felt a dull pain from easily pulling on her wrist, causing her to open her mouth impatiently.    

Wen Zhixia's starry eyes met with her black pupils. It was obviously not easy to shake off the hand of the woman behind her.    

"That Nan Wenjing, you, why didn't you struggle so hard?"    

The voice was so cold that it almost froze the sour vinegar in the mouth.    

"He's very gentle, how can he be as rude as you!"    

Wen Zhixia blurted out the words in her mind, her slightly painful hands constantly rotating.    

"Alright, then I'll let you see what true rudeness looks like."    

Easily suddenly approaching, his eyes emitted a sinister light, and an unusual light faintly flowed in the depths of his eyes.    

What was this guy trying to do? Why did a bad premonition arise in her heart? Wen Zhixia took a few steps back.    

Once again, his arm was grabbed by the big hand, and he wanted to struggle backwards, but there were too many pairs of eyes staring at him, and he could easily be considered a half public figure. Even if a picture was uploaded to the internet, it could cause a huge commotion.    

She didn't want to stir up trouble. With her 20 years of life experience, obediently listening to the ice cube in front of her was probably the best choice.    

Wen Zhixia no longer resisted and just sat obediently on the passenger seat with the door opened.    

Because it was a sportscar, Wen Zhixia was especially worried about the issue of speed and safety. After getting into the car, she fastened the safety belt without hesitation.    

The red Lamborghini only had a fraction of a second before it quickly started moving, gradually flowing into the driveway and disappearing into the vast sea of cars.    

Without Wen Zhixia's dining table, even if one leaned against the window, the sunlight still wouldn't be able to feel the slightest bit of warmth.    

Nan Wenjing, who was holding his hands tightly, didn't have the mood to have lunch. He snatched Wen Zhixia away from him again and again.    

While complaining about his own incompetence, he was deeply angered by his easily rebellious style of doing things.    

He clenched his fists with a warm smile on his face. If he had not observed the situation carefully, he would have thought that he did not take what had just happened to heart to heart at all!    

He went, and he went very deep. It could be said that he took root in Nan Wenjing's heart.    

Nan Wenjing walked out of the noodle shop, entered his car and left.    

The people from the empty noodle store looked at each other in dismay. These three people were here for a ride? Why did he leave after just a short while?    

On the road near Rong Manor, inside the red Lamborghini carriage.    

Looking at the time on her phone, her lunch break was about to end, but the guy in the driver's seat had no intention of sending her back to school.    

Just let go of the seat belt, open the door, and jump out of the car? No, no, this speed was too fast for him, and he wasn't a practitioner either. If he jumped out, he would either die or be crippled.    

Wen Zhixia shook her head as she thought of this. She looked at the road ahead and saw that it was in good condition. There were no cars and the road was flat. It was rare to see even a manhole cover.    

Only then did he cast a sidelong glance and feebly opened his mouth, "About that, the lunch break is almost over. If, if we don't go back now, the afternoon class …"    

The university language professor said she had to learn to leave a white mark when she spoke. She purposely left out the consequences of missing her lunch break.    

If he left it out as a blank, could it make it easier to imagine things more seriously?    

After she finished speaking, Wen Zhixia held the schoolbag tightly in front of her chest with both of her hands as she stared at the ease in the driver's seat with her big eyes.    

She didn't know what kind of reaction this guy would have. Curiosity caused her large eyes to not leave her easy face for even a second after she finished speaking.    

"Even if I see through it, I still won't send you back."    

Easily spoke. Although his voice wasn't loud, it was still extremely lethal.    

Wen Zhixia, who had withdrawn her gaze, did not speak again. She only pursed her lips, greeting him repeatedly in her heart.    

"Then why did you open it today..." A gorgeous car? "    

After silently cursing inwardly, Wen Zhixia let out a long sigh and asked again.    

He wanted to say the word "flirty", but after seeing his easy face, he abruptly changed to "gorgeous".    

"I want you to see me first."    

Wen Zhixia's face started to heat up.    

Could it be that this ice cube drove such a slutty car today just to let him see him and not Nan Wenjing before leaving the school?    

What was this ice cube doing? It made people's hearts tremble!    

Wen Zhixia's pretty face turned red after saying that sentence. It couldn't be said that she looked like a cooked prawn, but she looked like a peach that had just matured.    

After that, the two of them stopped talking. The interior of the carriage was so quiet that everyone's breathing could be heard.    

The red Lamborghini stopped at the Rong Manor entrance. Realizing that it was from Rong Manor, Wen Zhixia's heart thumped like a drum. She still vividly remembered the events that happened here the last time.    

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Get out of the car."    

The half-commanding and half-disdaining tone made Wen Zhixia extremely unhappy, but she still obediently got off the car. There was nothing she could do about the transportation convenience. It was not suitable for a poor family kid with only two legs like her.    

As soon as he got out of the car, he picked her up without saying a word.    

Wen Zhixia subconsciously tightened her arms around his neck as her eyes met his.    

"You … What are you doing? "    

Wen Zhixia, who didn't know what was going on, stuttered out. The two of them were too close to each other and could smell each other's scent.    

Warm breath sprayed onto his face.    

The taste was pleasant, making one want to sink into depravity. The faint smell of tobacco, coupled with the refreshing taste of mint, made Wen Zhixia blush.    

The person who entered the living room didn't seem to want to put her down either. His legs moved, and he nimbly put on his slippers.    

It was as if he was hugging a ball of light cotton instead of an adult because he couldn't feel his breathing, which would become heavier if he was tired like an ordinary person.    

Wen Zhixia had been carefully observing and paying attention to the extent of his breathing. She hadn't thought that this guy would not have any change in his breathing as he continued to hug her.    

Her smooth, powerful arms and broad chest gave her a sense of security.    

In the living room stood two familiar people, Nanny Zhang and Sujin.