Because she was addicted

Lu Chenyan carried Wen Jia through the hotel lobby.

The combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Wen Jia had drunk quite a bit of wine, and as she walked unsteadily with Lu Chenyan, her head began to feel dizzy. Her neck couldn't support her weight, and her head bumped into Lu Chenyan's shoulder several times.

He was warm and strong.

The grievances of the night were like a flood that had found an outlet, threatening to burst at any moment.

"Put me down..." Wen Jia's voice was a little nasal.

Lu Chenyan ignored her and instead hugged her even tighter.

Outside the hotel, the night breeze was slightly cool.

Wen Jia couldn't help but shiver, a layer of fine goosebumps rising all over her body, and she shrank closer to Lu Chenyan's arms.

Lu Chenyan opened the car door, let her in, and then squeezed in himself.

The car door closed.

The coolness of the night breeze was kept out, replaced by a feeling of warmth.

Wen Jia shrank back further, turning her face away so that Lu Chenyan wouldn't see the tears sliding down her cheeks.

"Aren't you afraid Li Guanghan will come after you for hitting him?"

Lu Chenyan: "Aren't you afraid he'll come after you when he wakes up by making fun of him like this in public?"

Wen Jia wiped away her tears.

"He deserved it."

Lu Chenyan looked at her, his eyes filled with intense pain.

"Jiajia, I regret it. I regret letting you go to the sales department. I should have been more selfish and kept you by my side, watching over you and protecting you at all times."

He slowly approached, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from Wen Jia, and the frenzy in his eyes gradually subsided.

The fragrance emanating from her captivated him, drawing him in completely.

"Jiajia, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have approached you with impure motives. You've hit me, you've scolded me, and you haven't spoken to me for half a month. Jiajia, please forgive me, okay? Please give me another chance, and see how I behave."

Lu Chenyan was so close that Wen Jia saw herself reflected in his eyes.

She was drunk, her mind was foggy, and her breathing was erratic.

God knows how much she suffered these past two weeks.

She dreams of Lu Chenyan every night, and when she wakes up, the other side of the bed is empty, and her pillow is wet.

Just now, at Li Guanghan's instigation, the group from Guanglan Technology launched a relentless attack on her, trying to get her drunk.

Gu Nan continued to stir up trouble, seemingly wanting to create chaos.

The helplessness and loneliness she felt at that time made her miss Lu Chenyan more than ever before.

The car was pleasantly warm.

The aftereffects of the alcohol started to kick in.

Wen Jia reached out and stroked Lu Chenyan's face, just like she had done countless times in her dreams. Wherever her fingertips touched, Lu Chenyan tensed up.

"Jiajia..."

Lu Chenyan narrowed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, the turmoil in his heart impossible to suppress.

He growled, pressed one hand against the back of Wen Jia's head and the other tightly around her waist, pulling her into his arms and kissing her fiercely.

The torment of longing day and night was transformed into a passionate entanglement of lips and tongues.

Inside the cramped carriage, my heart pounded like a drum, deafeningly loud.

A mixture of sweetness and bitterness.

Wen Jia desperately wanted to forget Lu Chenyan's deception, his manipulation, Tang Ning and the child in her womb, to forget everything.

Then, pretending not to know anything and nothing had happened, she buried her head like an ostrich and continued walking with Lu Chenyan.

But as soon as the thought crossed my mind, I suddenly felt a churning in my stomach.

She shoved Lu Chenyan away, covered her mouth, opened the car door, and bent over in the roadside green belt, vomiting violently.

The intense burning sensation in her stomach and throat made her so uncomfortable that she could barely stand.

Just as she bent her knees, almost falling to her knees, her arms were firmly held. Lu Chenyan held her close while gently patting her back.

A cool breeze blew, and another wave of nausea washed over me.

Wenjia vomited bile.

I felt like all my energy had been drained.

She felt dizzy and lightheaded, her eyes brimming with tears, and she stood up unsteadily.

The dim streetlights cast a yellowish shadow around Lu Chenyan, which grew increasingly blurry and distant.

Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer.

Everything went black before my eyes, and my body went limp as I plunged into the pitch-black abyss.

……

Back in apartment 1209 of the Huating residential complex, Lu Chenyan skillfully entered the password.

With a "beep", the door opened.

Lu Chenyan was secretly delighted.

Wen Jia didn't change her password.

He carefully carried Wen Jia into the room, protecting her head from bumping it, and then took off his shoes.

Half a month later, he finally entered the house again.

However, it was deserted inside, a far cry from the lively atmosphere it had when he was there.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He carried Wenjia upstairs and gently placed her on the bed.

Just as he was about to get up, Wen Jia's arm hooked around his neck, forcing Lu Chenyan to bend down.

Wen Jia's face was flushed, and glistening tears still clung to her long eyelashes. Perhaps she had drunk too much and was having an uneasy dream. Her eyelids trembled, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

Lu Chenyan swallowed hard, then gently stroked her brow to help her relax.

"Jiajia".

He rested his head on Wen Jia's shoulder, and two large tears fell down.

……

Wen Jia was dreaming.

In her dream, she and Lu Chenyan were locked in a passionate embrace in a guesthouse by Erhai Lake.

She wrapped her arms around Lu Chenyan's neck and bit down hard on his Adam's apple. Lu Chenyan went berserk, pressing her waist down and taking her again and again, calling out, "Jiajia! Jiajia!"

Wen Jia saw the evening sunlight shining on the water, and Lu Chenyan lying on a deck chair by the water in a white T-shirt and black pants.

Clean and alluring.

Just as Wen Jia was about to step forward, Tang Ning walked over carrying a baby, teasing the child while pointing at Lu Chenyan and saying:

"Let's go, let's go play with Daddy!"

Wen Jiaxin's heart skipped a beat, and she woke up in bed the next second.

The first thing I saw was my little house in Haicheng.

The sun was shining brightly, its warm yellow rays streaming through the curtains and onto the bed.

She moved slightly; her head still ached a little, but her mind was clear.

A fragrant aroma of breakfast wafted up from downstairs. She got up and went downstairs, where she saw Lu Chenyan wearing an apron, holding a frying pan and putting fried eggs on a plate.

On the table were steamed buns and her favorite savory soy milk.

Before frying the eggs, she placed some chili sauce made by her sister, Wen Lin.

When Lu Chenyan saw her come down, his eyes lit up. He put down the frying pan and came to greet her, standing at the top of the stairs with a smile:

"You're awake? Hurry up and wash up, then come down for breakfast."

As with all other days, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

But Wen Jia knew that the cracks had already formed, and no matter how well they were covered up, the cracks would not disappear.

She went downstairs, sat calmly at the table, and calmly said to Lu Chenyan:

"Thank you for last night."

Lu Chenyan's hand trembled slightly as he carefully ladled the soy milk. The fatigue on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of unbelievable joy.

But before that hint of pleasure could even creep onto his lips, he heard Wen Jia calmly say:

"Wait a minute, I'll change the house password, so don't come over again. Let's part ways amicably, and maybe we can still say hello if we meet again, and perhaps even remain friends."