Because she was addicted

"Yes."

Lu Chenyan didn't have a single second to think.

The crowd erupted in another uproar.

"Really?" Yimo didn't believe it.

"Then ask Jiajia, isn't that right?" Lu Chenyan's eyes revealed a strange smile.

Wen Jia blushed.

He glared at Yimo and said, "That's enough."

Yi Mo chuckled mischievously.

"So, when is Mr. Lu planning to marry Jiajia?"

Lu Chenyan took Wen Jia's hand, his eyes filled with affection like the ocean's surging waves.

"Anytime. All that's missing is her nod."

"oh!"

The crowd screamed.

"Then Jiajia, what's your opinion?" Yimo asked, as if she had been injected with chicken blood, refusing to give up.

Wen Jia continued to glare at her.

This little girl is definitely doing this on purpose today; she strongly suspects that Yi Mo is an undercover agent sent by Lu San Sui.

The crowd joined in the commotion.

"Say yes, say yes."

Lu Chenyan had drunk a little wine, and his handsome face was slightly flushed. His dark and bright eyes stared at her without moving, like a golden retriever.

Wen Jia felt hot all over from his gaze.

Lu Chenyan's mother's words echoed in her ears again.

A rebellious streak suddenly made her want to disregard everything and just do what she wanted.

She held Lu Chenyan's head in her arms, gently kissed his lips, and whispered:

"it is good."

In the noisy private room, no one could hear what she said.

But Lu Chenyan heard it.

His pupils dilated, and he seemed to boil as if a large amount of hot oil had been suddenly poured into him. He grabbed Wen Jia's hand, his eyes wide.

"Really? Did I hear that right?"

"It's also possible that you're hallucinating." A smile spread across Wen Jia's face.

Lu Chenyan's expression went from disbelief to ecstatic joy. He suddenly stood up from his chair, picked up Wen Jia, and spun around in the private room.

"I heard it, I'm not hallucinating. You agreed, you agreed. I don't care, even if it was a hallucination, I'll take it as a yes."

Only then did everyone realize what was happening.

Yi Mo jumped up and down with joy, "President Lu, Jia Jia, remember to invite us to your wedding banquet too!"

"Please, please, all of you come."

Lu Chenyan was so happy he felt like he could take off.

Wen Jia felt dizzy from being spun around by him, but at that moment she was incredibly happy.

From childhood to adulthood, she has always been very careful.

When faced with any situation, she would think three steps ahead and ten steps behind, proceeding with extreme caution and trepidation, as if walking on thin ice.

But the more this happened, the more resilient she became.

Like a spring, the more it is compressed, the more forcefully it bounces back.

Originally, she was hesitant about whether to accept Lu Chenyan's marriage proposal.

However, Lu Chenyan's mother's opposition only strengthened her resolve.

Shen Li and Fu Huaishen were forcibly separated by Madam Fu.

In six years, one died tragically in England, while the other was sent to prison, gave birth to her daughter, and ruined her promising future.

Six years later, they finally managed to put aside their past grievances, but they still couldn't defy fate.

One spends his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol, and tomorrow he's marrying another woman. The other takes his daughter and leaves for a distant land, never to see her again, not even in death.

She didn't want things to come to this with Lu Chenyan.

She couldn't believe it.

Are girls from poor families destined to be disliked and looked down upon?

The dinner became even more lively and cheerful because Lu Chenyan had successfully proposed. Since it was the weekend the next day, everyone didn't disperse until almost 10 pm.

Lu Chenyan also booked a private room at the KTV and asked Yi Mo to take them there.

He and Wen Jia walked out arm in arm to pay the bill.

"Mr. Lu, your bill has already been paid." The waitress said in a soft, gentle voice.

"Who bought it?" Lu Chenyan asked.

"I."

Just then, Tang Ning and a few friends walked out of the private room. When she saw Lu Chenyan and Wen Jia, she waved for her friends to go ahead and slowly walked over.

Lu Chenyan's face immediately darkened.

"No need. I'll transfer the money to you."

"Ayan, why are you being so polite with me? Besides, what difference does it make whether Secretary Wen spends your money or mine?"

Tang Ning stood in the luxurious and brightly lit hall, her whole body adorned with jewels, shining brightly under the lights as if she could glow.

But Wen Jia felt uncomfortable no matter how she listened.

Tang Ning's words were soft and gentle, but they were extremely unpleasant to hear.

He openly and subtly mocked her for spending Lu Chenyan's money.

It was a sarcastic remark that if it weren't for Lu Chenyan, she wouldn't even be able to enter the Nanyu Mansion, let alone spend money here.

How come she never knew Tang Ning was this kind of person before?

Lu Chenyan took out his black card and slapped it on the front desk.

"Please return Miss Tang's money."

Seeing this, the receptionist dared not neglect her duties and had no choice but to take Lu Chenyan's card and do as she was told.

Tang Ning smiled faintly, then turned to face Wen Jia.

"Secretary Wen, please excuse my rudeness. Ayan is always like this. By the way, tomorrow is my wedding. Will you and Ayan come together?"

Wen Jia glanced at Lu Chenyan.

He stood at the front desk, the light shining down on him creating a large patch of darkness, obscuring his facial expression.

"Okay," Wen Jia readily agreed.

Tang Ning said, "That's great."

After paying the bill, Lu Chenyan turned around, took Wen Jia's hand, and said to Tang Ning:

"Oh, right, I forgot to share some good news with you. Jiajia accepted my proposal today, and we're getting married."

Wen Jia noticed a fleeting hint of surprise on Tang Ning's smiling face. But when she looked closer, it was gone.

She saw Tang Ning open his mouth, but after a long pause, he finally uttered two words.

"Yeah?"

She paused for a moment before continuing:

"Secretary Wen, Ayan always does things so unexpectedly, catching people off guard. Congratulations!"

"Mr. Tang, I should be congratulating you. We're heading to karaoke later, so we'll be leaving now. See you at the wedding tomorrow?"

Wen Jia pulled Lu Chenyan out.

"What happened between you and President Tang?"

She asked casually as she fastened her seatbelt.

For some reason, the photo Gu Nan sent her not long ago suddenly popped into her mind and kept replaying in her thoughts. And that night, the scene of seeing Lu Chenyan dragging his tired body out of the Haicheng Hospital entrance.

Lu Chenyan was the person who stayed by Tang Ning's side even when she attempted suicide.

But Tang Ning's attitude today was just too strange.

Instead of being affectionate, it's as if they're avoiding each other.

She couldn't help but overthink it.

Lu Chenyan focused on driving, and after a long while, instead of answering Wen Jia's question, he said:

"Whenever I think of Brother Shen, I feel like I did something wrong. Jiajia, after Brother Shen left the hospital that day, he locked himself in the rented room where Shen Li used to live, and he wouldn't open the door no matter who called him."

Wen Jia couldn't help but sigh.

But not knowing what to say, she could only hold Lu Chenyan's hand tightly.

They were so close that she thought no one could separate them anymore.

……