Because she was addicted

The memories of the dead also attacked Wen Jia indiscriminately.

Her nose stung with tears, and she turned and went into the kitchen.

She used to dream of living a long and happy life with Lu Chenyan, eating tomato and egg noodles. Who could have imagined that something like that would happen later?

She started boiling water in the pot.

Out of politeness, I went out and asked Yang Yang.

"Mr. Yang, I'd like a bowl of noodles. Do you want some?"

Yang Yang was nailing the stools very carefully, without even looking up. "I ate breakfast at home this morning, so don't bother me. I just saw it."

Wen Jia turned and went into the kitchen, but Lu Chenyan followed her in in a flash.

"What are you doing! Get out."

Wen Jia almost glared at her coldly.

But Lu Chenyan took off his coat, tossed it onto the sofa, and casually closed the kitchen door behind him.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. I'll help you."

Before Wen Jia could say anything more, Lu Chenyan rolled up his sleeves and started rummaging through the refrigerator.

He wore a light blue shirt, a silver-gray tie, and a silver-gray vest, which perfectly accentuated his figure.

Looking up, her angular profile, high nose bridge, and smooth, perfect jawline are striking.

Such a refined and elegant appearance, yet trapped in the kitchen, a place full of everyday life.

It's a real divide.

"If you want to do it, then burn it yourself. I'm leaving."

Wen Jia tore off her apron and threw it aside, preparing to go out.

Lu Chenyan stepped back, his tall figure completely blocking the way out.

The kitchen was so narrow that if Wen Jia wanted to get out, she could only crawl out from under his armpits and squeeze through his chest.

The man's eyes and brows held a hint of provocation.

"I'll help you; I love your scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Wen Jia pointed at him and whispered:

"Lu Chenyan, don't push your luck."

Unexpectedly, Lu Chenyan suddenly lowered his head and took her finger into his mouth.

A warm, soft, and moist touch.

Wen Jia was startled.

His eyes widened, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pulled his hand back.

But Lu Chenyan held on tightly.

"Wen Jia, the stool is fixed. I've put it in the living room for you."

Yang Yang's footsteps grew closer, and with a thud, he had already put down the stool and was standing at the kitchen door.

"Wen Jia?" Yang Yang called out again.

Lu Chenyan glanced at her, signaling her to respond.

Wen Jia had no choice but to quickly say:

"Oh, okay, thank you. Just leave it there for me."

Yang Yang walked around the living room.

"Huh? Where's President Lu?"

In the kitchen, Wen Jia tried to pull her finger back, but Lu Chenyan wouldn't let go, and even licked it with his tongue.

The warm, soft touch made Wenjia's fingers go numb instantly.

As a result, my whole body broke out in a dense layer of goosebumps.

"Let me go!"

Wen Jia growled in a low voice and raised her other hand to hit him, but Lu Chenyan grabbed her and lifted her above his head. The next second, he bent down and pinned her against the kitchen wall.

"Wen Jia, I see that the other chairs in your living room are also not very sturdy. Let me help you reinforce them."

The sound of Yang Yang moving a stool could be heard from the living room.

Wen Jia: "Oh, okay. Thank you!"

After Yang Yang walked away, Lu Chenyan opened his mouth and spat out her finger.

"Let him go," Lu Chenyan said in a low voice.

"You're the one who should be leaving!" Wen Jia retorted, tilting her head back.

Lu Chenyan gave a silent, cold laugh.

"That kid Yang Yang is trying every trick in the book to get close to you. You can't be unaware of his intentions, can you?"

Wen Jia's face stiffened.

She knew exactly what Yang Yang was thinking.

She had already refused many times, both openly and subtly. But today, Yang Yang brought a disinfection company to her door, which was completely unexpected.

The person is already at the door; we can't just refuse to let them in.

"I know what he's planning, but he's upright and honest, unlike you, who only knows how to scheme and plot."

Wen Jia stepped back, trying to keep her distance from Lu Chenyan.

But the kitchen was only so big, and with her back against the wall, she had nowhere left to retreat. Even so, she tried her best to shrink her body.

Lu Chenyan was so angry he laughed.

"Me? Schemes and tricks? Xiao's petty tricks?"

"No? Then tell me, Dr. Ji, what happened?"

Wen Jia raised her head and questioned him.

Lu Chenyan felt guilty, but he didn't hold back with his words:

"That kid has ulterior motives towards you. Do you know what he's been saying to people behind your back?"

"How so?"

"He made a bet in his office that he'd get you into bed within a week. Wen Jia, you think he's a good guy? He's just pretending. You don't know, the entire orthopedic ward is waiting to see you fail!"

"You're lying!"

A flicker of panic crossed Wen Jia's eyes.

Ji Ningyu was clearly so kind and approachable. When Wen Zhao was in the hospital, he took great care of her, patiently explaining her injuries and telling her what to pay attention to in her daily care.

Ji Ningyu personally applied medicine and changed dressings for the injury on her palm every day.

He gave earnest advice and showed meticulous care.

"I'm lying? You brought him pastries the day after you met him, and you waited for him at the hospital every night to eat in the cafeteria together. Wen Jia, do you know what the nurses in the ward are saying about you?"

"Shut up!"

Wen Jia's face turned red.

Because what Lu Chenyan said was true. Moreover, she had indeed considered seducing Ji Ningyu, although it quickly came to nothing.

"I did use some methods to get him away. But I didn't do anything malicious. I let him go back to be the associate chief physician he had always dreamed of. As soon as he received the call from Beijing, he was so happy that he immediately forgot about you and happily prepared to go back. Wen Jia, for him, you were just a diversion during his boring work."

It can be the icing on the cake, or it can be dispensable!

Lu Chenyan ruthlessly laid out the truth.

If Wen Jia hadn't accused him of plotting and targeting Ji Ningyu, he wouldn't have wanted to bring up this past incident.

Wenjia is very resilient.

But she is also very naive.

She always thought that everyone in this world wore their true colors on their sleeve, whether they thought she was a good person or a bad person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to strike up a conversation with Lu Chenyan based on just one glance back in Dali.

Attacked by the cruel truth, Wen Jia became somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"Who knows if you made this up?"

Lu Chenyan sighed.

"Jiajia, I wish I had made all of this up. But it's actually quite easy to verify whether I made it up or not. Just go to the orthopedic ward of Haicheng Hospital and ask any nurse there."

Wen Jia remained silent.

She was too ashamed to verify it.

When she first realized she had this thought, she thought she was really crazy. Fortunately, Ji Ningyu left before she could put it into action.

"Even if what you said about Ji Ningyu is true, President Yang is not that kind of person."

Wen Jia persisted to the end.