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Chapter 48

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    Wen Yan endured the discomfort and got up from the bed, took his clothes and went into the bathroom to change. When he came out, Mark Tingchen had already packed up and waited at the door.

    Seeing her walking in a slightly weird posture, his eyes sank and his face became a little cold, he didn't know what he was thinking.

    On the plane, Wen Yan was always sleepy and tired, but he was afraid that he would accidentally bump into Mark Tingchen while falling asleep. He was in a bad mood. She could see that he hadn't settled with her about her private visit to Haicheng.

    After returning to Mu's house, the first thing Mark Tingchen did was to go back to his room to take a shower in the bathroom. Wen Yan asked Liu Ma in a low voice, "When did he come back?"

    Mama Liu looked blank: "The young master didn't go home, he just came back today."

    Wen Yan was a little annoyed. She shouldn't have resigned so early with Lin Sa. Lin Sa must have "tipped off the news".  She's gone, so he won't leave his job to find her

    Thinking of Mark Tingchen's bad cold, she said: "Change out the sheets in the room, put the quilts in the sun more often, and eat lightly recently."

    Mama Liu nodded: "Okay. Yan Yan, your complexion is a little bad, and the young master is embarrassing you again?"

    Wen Yan shook her head, her cheeks were scorching hot when she touched her cold hand, she went upstairs as if fleeing, Mama Liu was from here, and she could tell what happened by looking at her walking posture, she couldn't help but smile all over her face.

    Back in the room, she heard the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. She was a little uncomfortable. The snowy afternoon made people feel a little sleepy.

    She sorted out a few books about paintings, went downstairs and curled up on the sofa, fell asleep after reading a few pages.

    When she woke up, it was around seven o'clock in the evening, and the light above her head was a little dim. From a glance, Mu's house was not so bright. It seemed that Mark Tingchen had left again.

    She got up and stretched, and Liu Ma stepped forward and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? The young master is out, tonight I don't know if I will come back. I thought it would be better to tell you,  He left after answering a woman's call"

    Wen Yan's body froze slightly, and he lost his voice for a moment: "It's okay, I can just eat whatever I want, don't worry about him."

    Liu's mother was even more anxious than her: "Yanyan, why are you so indifferent to the young master? If you really let a woman outside hook up with you, you will cry sometimes!"

    She was silent for a moment, then said: "How do you keep a person who hates you to the bone? Mama Liu, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it. To be precise, I never expected him to fall in love with me.  , I hope he can let me go."

    On the seventh day of the new year, after a few days, Mu Tingchen finally returned to Mu's house.

    Wen Yan made a studio in the empty room upstairs, and spent the past few days here.

    Hearing the sound of him going upstairs, the movements of her hands froze, and she almost drew a wrong stroke. Since she was restless, she didn't need to continue drawing, so she simply stopped.

    The door of the studio was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Ma whispered, "Yanyan, the young master is looking for you, he is in the room."

    Wen Yan looked at his paint-stained hands and clothes, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll clean it up."

    She took off her coat and washed her hands before returning to the room. She also carefully smelled if there was any smell left on her body, lest he would hate it.

    This kind of cautiousness has been deeply ingrained since the age of eight.

    The moment the door was pushed open, there was a faint smell of tobacco again, and she frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

    Mark Tingchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the snowy scenery outside. The well-tailored light gray suit made his figure very tall and straight, and even his back was so attractive: "At six o'clock in the evening, there is your work in my company's clothing exhibition. Go to  Not to follow you."

    Her work?  The only thing she can get out of is the wedding dress design draft he pointed out, right?  The finished product came out quickly.  Wen Yan readily agreed, "I'll go."

    He didn't say much, and raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice.  She paused and said, "Is the cold still not cured? Remember to take medicine."

    Mark Tingchen turned around and looked at her, with a little mockery in his eyes: "Don't think that I can do anything if I touch you, it's just one time, and it's not certain whether I can get pregnant or not."

    A look of injury flashed across Wen Yan's eyes, but he said: "Even if you are pregnant, you may not be able to have this child. You and I have taken a lot of cold medicine recently, which is easy to cause teratogenicity."

    The mockery in his eyes became stronger: "It seems that you have done enough homework to get pregnant."

    She didn't explain, and she didn't want to explain. She glanced at the time and said, "I'll go clean up first, so don't be late."

    The moment she turned around, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, she?I am more and more afraid of the look in his eyes when he looks at her, whether it is ridicule or indifference

    An hour later, she stood in front of him again: "Can I go?"

    Mo Tingchen glanced at her without making any comments. Her attire was never exaggerated. Light blue skinny jeans wrapped her slender legs, a beige turtleneck sweater, a coat and beige boots, and her waist-length hair fell vertically  , the light makeup added a touch of color to the already stunning facial features, the cherry-colored lip gloss revealed a hint of temptation, and the overall appearance was mediocre with brilliance, giving people the feeling of a young girl who hadn't experienced much in the world, and this was the same.

    In the car, the two of them didn't communicate with each other. When they arrived at the exhibition site, Mo Tingchen had long legs and big strides. She almost had to trot to keep up with him. She found a seat and sat down. Wen Yan panted slightly, and her delicate and charming lips attracted him.  Looking sideways at him, when his eyes darkened, Jiang Yanyan's voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Tingchen~ I agreed that I will sit next to you~"

    He withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Wen Yan, sit in the back."

    Wen Yan's breath was stagnant, she lowered her eyes slightly, she didn't look at Jiang Yanyan, she got up and found a vacant seat a little far away, she couldn't even see them from the corner of her eyes, she just wanted to concentrate on watching the clothing exhibition now.

    Jiang Yanyan was wearing a black suspender leather skirt, a short light gray fur coat, and black boots, showing her proud figure to the fullest. The makeup on her face was completely opposite to Wen Yan's elegance.  Mark Tingchen leaned on his shoulder: "Brother Tingchen, you are so kind, aren't you afraid that your sister will be angry?"

    Mo Tingchen frowned slightly, and gently pushed her head away with his slender fingers: "Be careful."

    Jiang Yanyan stuck out her pink tongue: "I know, I am afraid that being photographed will affect your image, people can understand~"

    About fifteen minutes later, the exhibition officially started. The first show was the spring trendy clothes. The models were elongated, perfectly interpreting the characteristics of the clothes. Wen Yan was an expert, and she could feel that this time  The quality of the clothing exhibition is relatively high. After all, it is the clothing exhibition of Mark Tingchen's company. This level is not surprising.

    When Mark Tingchen looked back at her, his eyes were heavy and he was a little displeased. She was really in the mood to concentrate on watching the fashion show (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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