President Husband, it's too sweet

"Wen Yan, the relationship between me and Shu Ningyi is not what you think. I just regard Shu Ningyi as my younger brother. His own brother died because of me, so I have the responsibility to take care of him. Go back to the country, accompany him to go home, and visit his brother's grave."

"I didn't leave you alone in the hospital. After I came back from their house, I came to look for you, but it was a little late. You slept like a pig, and I didn't wake you up."

After Rong Yang finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yan more sincerely, as if saying to Wen Yan, believe me, believe me.

So, is this the case?

Wen Yan didn't know whether he should trust Rong Yang, looking at Rong Yang's sincere eyes, Wen Yan bit his lips, "Then why didn't you answer my calls for a few days."

Rong Yang sighed slightly, "Shu Ning moved my mobile phone and blocked your call. He thought it was a harassing call. I have already told him that he will never touch my mobile phone again."

So was Shu Ning blackmailed?

As a harassing phone call?

"Do you know that Shu Ningyi likes you?" Wen Yan looked at Rong Yang, he regarded Shu Ningyi as his younger brother, but Shu Ningyi regarded Rong Yang as his boyfriend.

Rong Yang was slightly silent, nodded, and looked at Wen Yan, "I will make it clear to him, Wen Yan, I owe his brother, so I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of him instead of his brother, I hope you can understand me .”

understand?

Wen Yan recalled Shu Ning's aggressive appearance when he pointed at his nose and scolded Xiao San, and the slap he slapped him.

Wen Yan felt angry, more aggrieved, "That's what you owe him, why do you want me to understand?"

Seeing Wen Yanqi's face flushed, Rong Yang quickly said, "Don't be angry, I will send him away, okay?"

This is barely a human saying.

Wen Yan's eyes fell on Rong Yang's face, "Then why did you hide your real identity from me, is it fun?"

"Wen Yan, this matter is complicated, but please believe me, I didn't lie to you."

Wen Yan shook his head, being cheated once or twice, he had had enough, he didn't want to be played by Rong Yang anymore, "Rong Yang in my mind is a male publicist, I like that Rong Yang, not you, The chief executive of the Rong Group."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yan stood up, remembering that last time, Wen Yan was also in this restaurant, the guy named Wang Cheng said a lot about Rong Yang and Li Xuexi, and told Wen Yan that they were in love.

Although he was sore at the time, but with Rong Yang's words, Wen Yan chose to believe Rong Yang without hesitation.

But now, after experiencing these things, Wen Yan dare not believe so easily anymore.

"I still have class in the afternoon, I'll go back first, goodbye." Wen Yan pushed Rong Yang away and left the restaurant.

"I'll take you back."

"You don't need Rong Yang, you don't need to send me off, I can go back by myself." Wen Yan didn't want to be seen to have any relationship with Rong Yang, after all Rong Yang was their military training instructor before.

Rong Yang hugged Wen Yan's waist, "I'll take you back."

Wen Yan was not as strong as Rong Yang, and he couldn't push him away anyway, so he didn't bother to struggle and let Rong Yang take him into the car.

"Rong Yang, I won't forgive you for doing this."

"I know." Rong Yang smiled, Ling Wenyan fastened his seat belt, "Sit down, we'll be there in a while."

With a cold face, Wen Yan sat in the passenger seat expressionlessly.

Arriving downstairs in the dormitory, got out of the car, Rong Yang looked at Wen Yan: "I'll come to you tomorrow."

"I don't want to see you tomorrow."

"Okay, when do you want to see me?"

"Never." Wen Yan slammed the car door and went upstairs.

Wen Yan returned to the dormitory and touched his stomach.

Recalling what Rong Yang said just now in his mind, in fact, his heart was still shaken.

If, as Rong Yang said, he and Shu Ningyi did not have that level of relationship, he just accompanied Shu Ningyi back home to visit his brother's grave in those few days, and he didn't understand the reason for his phone call. It's just because Shu Ning blocked Rong Yang with his cell phone.

However, why did Shu Ningyi say that he and Rong Yang were a couple, and beat him uprightly and called him a shameless mistress?

Wen Yan frowned, if what Rong Yang said was true, then this Shu Ningyi was too shameless.

While Wen Yan was lying on the bed thinking about something, Xu Chengcheng walked to his bed and said mockingly: "Hey, Wen Yan, have you been dumped by the man who took care of you?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Wen Yan turned over, not wanting to see Xu Chengcheng's face full of curiosity and exploration.

"Well, I heard that you are married." Seeing that Wen Yan didn't want to see him, Xu Chengcheng was not annoyed, and continued.

How did Xu Chengcheng know that he was married.

Wen Yan turned his head and looked at Xu Chengcheng, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Xu Chengcheng smiled and shook his head, "I don't want to say anything, but I'm just curious, does the person you marry know that you have given him so many green hats?"

"I heard that your husband is a handsome man, but he is older, so you are looking for someone outside behind his back?"

"Xu Chengcheng, let me tell you, is your brain sick?" Wen Yan was in a bad mood today, and Xu Chengcheng was clearly here to find fault with him, and Wen Yan didn't want to bear it anymore.

"Who are you talking about!" Seeing Wen Yan scolding him, Xu Chengcheng's expression immediately changed.

Wen Yan didn't care whether Xu Chengcheng's face was ugly or not, "Since you know that I'm married, according to what you said, my husband is rich and handsome, and you still said that I was adopted. If my husband is rich, why should I find someone else to support me? Is there a hole in my brain or is there a hole in your brain?"

"You one by one" Xu Chengcheng was dumbfounded by Wen Yan's logic. Anyway, he didn't want to see Wen Yan's life better than him, so he always liked to think about Wen Yan's affairs in a bad way.

After what Wen Yan said, Xu Chengcheng actually felt that it was quite reasonable. He learned from Wen Sirui that Wen Yan's husband is very rich, and he saw Wen Yan get off the luxury car several times. Could it be that it belonged to Wen Yan? Husband's car?

"Is there anything else? I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me." Wen Yan pulled the quilt over his body.

Xu Chengcheng returned to his bed sullenly, feeling that something was wrong.

Xu Chengcheng suddenly remembered that Wen Yan still had a part-time job in a supermarket when school just started. Since he really married a rich man and entered a wealthy family, how could Wen Yan do a part-time job?

Xu Chengcheng turned his head and glanced at Wen Yan lying on the bed, with a hint of indignation in his eyes, he would dig out Wen Yan's secret one day.

The next day, Wen Yan went to class as usual.

But on the way, he caught a glimpse of Rong Yang and a bald guy who was over fifty years old.

The bald man walked behind Rong Yang, his face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile full of politeness and flattery.

"Hey, isn't that our instructor?" Liu Huan recognized Rong Yang.

Although Rong Yang didn't wear a military uniform, but a hand-cut high-end suit, coupled with that exquisite appearance, it was hard to ignore, and I'm afraid it would be difficult for people who have seen it once to forget it.

Wen Yan looked at Rong Yang, feeling a little puzzled, why Rong Yang hadn't left yet, and what exactly he wanted to do.

"I'm not mistaken, the bald man who nodded and bowed behind the instructor seems to be the principal of our school."

"Yes, I remember it was the principal," Zhao Qian nodded in agreement, "The principal even spoke at the freshman opening ceremony."

"Could it be that the instructor is actually the principal's son?" Zhao Qian said speculatively.

"Bah, do you think they look alike?" Liu Huan shook his head, "I don't think so."

"What is the identity of the instructor? The headmaster followed him like a pug." Zhao Qian whispered.

What exactly are Rong Yang and the principal talking about, and what exactly does Rong Yang want to do?

Wen Yan didn't understand, and didn't want to understand, "Class is about to start, if you hang around for a while, it will be too late."

This is the first time for Rong Yang to reveal his true identity in school.

I called Li Qianling's school to talk about the funding before, and the principal soon came out to welcome him.

With a flick of a pen, Rong Yang donated [-] million yuan. The principal couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and insisted on accompanying Rong Yang to visit the campus.

"Mr. Rong, thank you very much. The fund for the air-conditioning facilities in the school classrooms has never been applied for. With your funding, the children can use air-conditioning when they go to class in summer."

"It should." Rong Yang nodded.

"As for what you said about teaching, the school will make arrangements for you soon, and Mr. Rong will be notified of your course arrangements at that time."

Wen Yan thought that the last time sending flowers was an episode, but he didn't expect that just as he walked to the door of the classroom this time, a boy walked over with another bouquet of flowers.

"You are Wen Yan, this is for you." The boy handed the flower to Wen Yan.

Surrounded by classmates, they looked at Wen Yan and the boy holding flowers curiously.

The bouquet is still roses, full of fragrance.

Wen Yan didn't answer, "Excuse me, who sent me?"

The last time when I received flowers, Wen Yan was still vaguely wondering if Rong Yang gave them to him.

But Rong Yang said that it wasn't from him, so he snatched the flowers out of his hands and threw them out of the car.

"I don't know about this anymore, take it, I'm going to class too." The boy stuffed a large bouquet of roses into Wen Yan's hand.

Wen Yan hugged the flower, a little confused, who gave him the flower?

Xu Chengcheng walked over, with a strange expression on his face, and looked at the flowers in Wen Yan's hand, "Tsk, someone sent flowers." Wen Yan stuffed the flowers into Xu Chengcheng's arms, "For you."

"Really? For me?" Xu Chengcheng was a little surprised.

Xu Chengcheng hugged the flower, looked around and looked at him, the vanity in his heart was greatly satisfied, "Who gave it to me?"

Wen Yan ignored Xu Chengcheng and entered the classroom.

Xu Chengcheng was very happy holding the flowers. After sitting on the chair, he still held the flowers, buried his head in the petals, and smelled the fragrance of the flowers.

Wen Yan doesn't really like roses very much, the scent of roses in the air makes Wen Yan a little bored.