Lying on the bed, Xia Wantang's heart was in turmoil. Fortunately, there was no further disturbance outside.
Ling Yucheng had probably gone to bed too!
She opened her phone to find several missed calls and over a dozen unread messages, all from Wen Xuanxuan.
She quickly tapped to check them.
"Check Weibo, you're on the trending list, what's going on?"
"Why did you hang up on me? What did Ling Yucheng do to you?"
"..."
After a quick glance at a couple of messages, Xia Wantang replied, "Ling Yucheng and I are dating. I'm fine. What's online isn't true, don't believe it."
The replies were almost instantaneous, indicating that Wen Xuanxuan had been glued to her phone waiting for a response.
Wen Xuanxuan: "What, dating? Didn't you say you weren't interested in him?"
Xia Wantang: "It's a long story. In short, what's online is all fake, don't believe it."
This time, Wen Xuanxuan didn't reply for a while, so Xia Wantang set her phone aside.
Staring at the ceiling, her mind was filled with Ling Yucheng's image.
Not two minutes later, Wen Xuanxuan called again.
She exclaimed excitedly, "Tangtang, all the news online about you and Ling Yucheng has disappeared. There's not a trace left. Did Ling Yucheng do it?"
Xia Wantang found it incredible too. Ling Yucheng had said he would handle the news.
She hadn't expected it to be so fast, and that it would be completely gone.
Besides Ling Yucheng, who else would take care of such things?
After a brief chat with Wen Xuanxuan, Xia Wantang hung up the phone.
She turned off the light and lay in bed, expecting to have insomnia. To her surprise, as soon as she closed her eyes, she drifted into a hazy sleep.
The night passed uneventfully until dawn.
Xia Wantang woke up close to eight o'clock.
The curtains hadn't been drawn last night, and sunlight streamed in, illuminating the room.
But Xia Wantang felt a pang of panic, annoyed that she had overslept.
She definitely couldn't go to Borren today. If Ling Yucheng was going to take her to Tengkong Group, it would be too late.
Yesterday, she had woken up so early, and Ling Yucheng hadn't been there.
She hurriedly got out of bed. As she opened the door, a delicious aroma wafted into her nostrils.
In the dining room, Ling Yucheng was wearing a white shirt, the collar slightly open, a few buttons undone, looking casually yet sexily disheveled.
Black suit trousers clung to his long legs, accentuating his sexy waistline and hips.
His facial features were flawlessly sculpted, with a high-bridged nose and cool, indifferent eyes...
He wore an apron and held a plate, looking up at her. He said calmly, "Awake? Go wash up and eat breakfast!"
This man, who could actually cook.
The apron was one she had bought, a pink pig design, which looked rather comical paired with him.
Xia Wantang stared at him, unable to suppress a giggle.
A flicker of confusion crossed Ling Yucheng's eyes, but when he saw the apron hanging in front of him, he immediately understood.
A hint of helplessness crossed his eyes, but he still urged, "Alright, go wash up quickly. We'll go to the company together later."
Xia Wantang stifled her laughter and turned to the bathroom. Her good mood for the day began in the morning.
After she finished washing up, Ling Yucheng just came out of the kitchen.
On the table was a bowl of pumpkin congee and several pan-fried dumplings.
They sat opposite each other, the atmosphere inexplicably warm.
Xia Wantang apologized sheepishly, "I woke up late, sorry. Will you be late for work?"
"My time is my own to manage," Ling Yucheng said, raising an eyebrow as he picked up his spoon to eat the congee.
His statement was undeniable; after all, he was the CEO.
Xia Wantang looked at the congee and dumplings on the table and asked, "Did you make all of this?"
"The congee was bought. I fried the dumplings. Alright, eat up," Ling Yucheng replied before continuing to eat.
Xia Wantang didn't say any more. Having eaten a few meals with Ling Yucheng, she had a general understanding of him.
He disliked talking while eating, embodying the principle of "eat in silence, sleep in silence," and carried himself with utmost elegance in all his actions.
The congee was soft and sweet, and the dumplings were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They were delicious.
Xia Wantang's mind wandered as she ate, wondering if a big CEO like Ling Yucheng should be eating milk and toast in the morning.
That's how it was always depicted on TV, and usually, it would be steak and pasta.
She couldn't get used to that kind of food anyway; authentic Chinese cuisine was far more flavorful.
The meal concluded with her lost in thought.
Ling Yucheng finished eating and quietly watched her as she ate with her mind elsewhere.
After finishing, he stood up to clear the dishes and instructed, "Make sure to bring your water cup and anything else you need. We'll leave shortly."
"Oh, okay."
Watching him walk into the kitchen, Xia Wantang couldn't help but curve her lips.
The internet said Ling Yucheng was cold, aloof, and kept people at arm's length. Now it seemed that was all fake.
He was clearly a considerate and attentive boyfriend.
A moment later, they left the house. It was nearly nine o'clock.
The car drove out. In the height of summer, even in the morning, it was so hot that pedestrians hurried along.
However, a large crowd had suddenly gathered at the entrance of the residential area, men and women squatting by the roadside, seemingly waiting for something.
Before she could crane her neck to look, Ling Yucheng pressed her head down and said coldly,
"There are paparazzi everywhere..."
With just those words, Xia Wantang obediently shrank back, even covering her face.
As the car just exited the complex, those waiting recognized Ling Yucheng's vehicle.
They swarmed forward like a pack of wild dogs spotting a juicy piece of meat.
Ling Yucheng remained calm, his expression growing colder. He had no intention of stopping, stepping on the accelerator and driving forward.
Those who tried to block the car scattered as quickly as possible, left behind in their wake.
"Alright, it's safe now."
The car drove smoothly on the road. Ling Yucheng glanced at the person huddled in the passenger seat. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Xia Wantang looked up and peered out the window. Through the rearview mirror, she noticed a few cars following them.
Ling Yucheng gripped the steering wheel, looking straight ahead, and said, "Don't worry about them. They can't get into Tengkong Group's underground parking garage."
These people were truly annoying, like persistent bugs that couldn't be shaken off.
The car entered the company's underground parking garage, and indeed, those people didn't follow.
Ling Yucheng took Xia Wantang directly to the CEO's elevator to the top floor.
As the elevator doors opened, they heard chattering voices coming from the secretary area.
"Do you think the news online yesterday was true or false?"
"Half true, half false, haha. What kind of person is our CEO? He's not interested in women."
"I think Assistant Han knows the real story."
...
Xia Wantang followed behind Ling Yucheng, and at this moment, she really wanted to ask where she was supposed to work... and what she was supposed to do.
Hearing these discussions, her face felt hot again.
Ling Yucheng coughed softly and glanced indifferently in the direction of the voices.
Everyone immediately fell silent, becoming as quiet as mice, not daring to make a sound.
However, they couldn't resist stealing glances at the pair, their eyes shining with gossip.
After Ling Yucheng entered his office, they gathered together again.