Because she was addicted

"All of them?"

Lu Chuan paused on the other end of the line.

The house in Tianyuan Residential Complex isn't even finished being renovated yet, and the Second Young Master is already in such a hurry to move? Where are all those clothes going to be stored?

"You decide what to do!"

Lu Chenyan was clearly very anxious.

"In short, it has to be handsome, good-looking, and fast!"

He peered through the peephole. Yang Yang had come prepared, dressed like he was going to a beauty pageant on the weekend, looking every bit the peacock in full display. He couldn't let this brat outshine him.

Twenty minutes later, Lu Chuan and his assistant Lu Ming carried a full load of clothes and pushed two large suitcases into room 102.

"Why are you so late!?"

Lu Chenyan was getting impatient.

Seeing that Yang Yang had been inside for quite some time, he leaned against the wall and crouched under the fence of the yard, listening to the lively chatter and laughter coming from Wen Jia's side, and he was getting anxious.

He quickly picked out a shirt, a suit, and a tie.

"Handsome?" Lu Chenyan asked, staring at Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan hesitated for a long time, watching Lu Chenyan spray perfume and style his hair in front of the mirror.

"Second Young Master, are you going to some kind of banquet? I don't recall having any plans today."

Lu Chenyan looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction.

"You don't understand! It's more important than the dinner party."

"Who is it?" It was Wen Jia.

Lu Chenyan continued knocking on the door.

Yang Yang's voice came from inside, "Wen Jia, you're busy, I'll go open the door."

"Who is it?" Yang Yang asked as she opened the door. When she saw Lu Chenyan standing outside, her eyes narrowed, and she looked somewhat puzzled. "President Lu? What are you doing here?"

Lu Chenyan stood ramrod straight at the door, stumped by his question.

What's he doing here on the weekend?

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

"I saw you over there just now, and I happened to need to talk to you, so I came over here."

Yang Yang: "Looking for me? Is there something you need? But I'm busy right now..."

As he spoke, he turned around and pointed behind him.

Lu Chenyan pushed open the door. "No rush, we can talk after you're done. This is... your home?"

"Oh, no, no, this isn't my home."

"Who is it!"

Wen Jia washed the fruit in the kitchen and carried it out. The smile on her face froze the moment she saw Lu Chenyan.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Chenyan pushed open the door and saw the fruit in Wen Jia's hand. He picked up a slice of orange, stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite, and then spat it out.

"Too sour, not tasty."

There were supermarket plastic bags on the living room floor, and the oranges were obviously bought by Yang Yang.

"Are you sour?"

Yang Yang picked up a piece, tasted it, and fell into self-doubt.

"It's not sour at all, it's quite sweet. I asked the sales assistant to pick out the best oranges for me."

Wen Jia silently rolled her eyes at Lu Chenyan.

Lu Chenyan said:

"Mr. Yang, next time you visit someone's home, bring something nice. Don't try to fool them with these sour, tasteless things."

Yang Yang blushed as soon as he heard this.

Wen Jia placed the fruit plate on the table.

"Mr. Lu, why are you dressed like this so early in the morning? Are you going to some grand banquet?"

On a weekend, dressed like that and wearing perfume, she could smell it even when she was standing in the kitchen. Is she trying to suffocate someone?

"Manager Wen, why is it so lively at home so early in the morning?"

Lu Chenyan ignored her and wandered around the house on his own. People from the disinfection company were working in the garden.

Yang Yang quickly explained,

"That's right. A few days ago, a poisonous insect got into Manager Wen's house and bit her lip so badly it swelled up. I found a pest control company for her to get rid of the insect."

poisonous insect?

Did you bite Wen Jia's lips until they swelled up?

Lu Chenyan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Wen Jia actually called him a poisonous insect!

How dare you call him a poisonous insect? With his head beaten like this, what is Wen Jia compared to him?!

He turned to look at Wen Jia, who gave him a smirk, as if to say, "What can you do about it?"

"There are still poisonous insects this season? And one that even bit Manager Wen's mouth, how big must that insect be? Is it some kind of spirit?" Lu Chenyan asked.

"I find it strange too. It's hot and humid in the summer, so it's normal to have poisonous insects and flies. But it's winter now, so it's really strange. However, I just saw that Wenjia's place is on the ground floor, and there are so many flowers planted outside. Especially the house next door, it must be under renovation. There are so many building materials and garbage piled up, it's dirty and messy, so it's not surprising that there are bugs."

Yang Yang pointed into the courtyard.

The gate was closed, and people from the pest control company were spraying spray in every corner of the yard, especially focusing on the neighboring yard, which they sprayed for quite a while.

Lu Chenyan felt even more uncomfortable now.

Therefore, he is a poisonous insect.

His courtyard was dirty and messy, a breeding ground for poisonous insects.

Looking at Yang Yang again, his eyes were dark and deep, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously pursed.

Yang Yang didn't notice.

Lu Chenyan's sudden appearance caught Wen Jia and Yang Yang completely off guard. Hearing that Lu Chenyan had come specifically to see her, Yang Yang felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Mr. Lu, why don't you sit down for a while? I'll help Wen Jia finish up here and then I'll come with you?"

Wen Jia, upon hearing that Lu Chenyan had something to discuss with Yang Yang, further remarked:

"Mr. Yang, you can go ahead now. I can handle things here."

Lu Chenyan, however, lifted his long legs and sat down on the warm yellow sofa.

"No rush, I think it's fine here. You guys go about your business, I'll sit for a while."

He sat down and leaned back, bumping the sofa against it. It seemed to carry his emotions with it, as the sofa squeaked as it rubbed against the floor.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yang said, "Then please have a seat, Mr. Lu. Wen Jia's chair is broken; I'll get the tools and nail it back on for her."

With that, Yang Yang turned and went to the restaurant.

Lu Chenyan then noticed that Yang Yang hadn't been wearing a coat, and his sweater was still tucked into his arm. The stool that had hit him was limping, and Yang Yang was dealing with it with nails and a Phillips screwdriver.

As soon as Yang Yang left, Wen Jia glared at him and whispered:

What are you doing here?

Lu Chenyan sat comfortably on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Wen Jia wore a cream-colored turtleneck sweater and light blue jeans. Her hair was styled in a high bun on top of her head, with two long, thin strands hanging down beside her ears. She had a slender neck, a well-proportioned figure, and a gentle, serene demeanor, exuding a beautiful aura.

Does she really not know how likable she is?

"Is there anything to eat?"

Lu Chenyan looked up at Wen Jia and asked pitifully.

He hadn't eaten breakfast and was on an empty stomach. He hadn't felt particularly hungry until he took a bite of an orange, which suddenly made him feel hungry again.

In addition, Wen Jia is really good at cooking. As soon as he saw Wen Jia, he recalled the scenes of cooking and eating together in the past, and his stomach started to rumble uncontrollably.

"Snapped!"

Wen Jia took a bag of buttered toast from the bag Yang Yang had brought and threw it over.

"I won't eat this!"

Lu Chenyan looked aggrieved.

"I ate too much bread in the UK, and the sight of bread and toast makes me want to throw up. Could you make me a bowl of noodles? Tomato and egg noodles will do."

After being separated for so long, Lu Chenyan just wanted to eat this.

Back then, the first time he shamelessly visited Wen Jia's house, he ate tomato and egg noodles.