13 Leng Sicheng Was Still Here

It was Sunday today, and tomorrow she would have to go back to work and attend a big outdoor advertisement shoot. She had just graduated from university when she married Leng Sicheng. After that, she continued her studies in graduate school. Now that three years had passed, she would soon graduate. Even though Leng Sicheng did not allow her to go out and look for jobs, she could not just stay at home idly, forever depending on the 10,000 yuan allowance he gave her every month.

Moreover, seeing how bad her relationship with her husband was, who knows when he would divorce her? It was only necessary for her to be prepared for any sort of eventualities.

Having majored in advertising, she sought out a job at Ming Cheng, a small advertising company that rarely worked with both Leng Group and Royal Strike Entertainment unless they were doing shoots for a billboard with some not-so-famous celebrities. And because the company was small, even though she had only joined the company for less than three months, she was assigned to a large-scale photoshoot. A blessing in disguise, if you will.

However, this President Huang case probably fell through. She would have to report the situation to the company tomorrow when she returned to the office tomorrow.

The sky was getting brighter and the rain outside was still pouring. West Mountain Villa was located west of Yan City, on top of West Mountain. The view was stunning and the air was fresh and clean. The only thing was that it was a little far away from town and whenever it rained, it would be especially cold.

The wind was quite strong. After being drenched in rain last night and having a bad sleep, her head was throbbing a little.

Leng Sicheng was probably leaving tonight. She smiled bitterly. Why should she care if he was leaving?

His was a turbulent character, and the times when in the extremely rare moments when he was in a good mood, he would often give her the impression (a faulty one at that) that he did not hate her as much as she thought. Sometimes, he was even vaguely gentle towards her. Most of the time, however, no matter how hard she tried to please him, he was never contented. 

She closed the windows and quickly washed up. As she walked down the stairs, she told the caretaker, "I don't have much of an appetite today. Make something light for breakfast today. Congee will do just fine…"

She let words trailed off when she heard the sound of the television coming from the sitting room. It sounded like some financial news or some sort. The screen was flashing. 

When the caretaker who was in the kitchen noticed that her mistress had stopped talking, she walked out and asked, "What is it, Madam?"

Gu Qingqing shook her head and looked towards the sitting room. There, sitting on the sofa, with the back of his head with his dark brown hair facing her, was Leng Sicheng!

He was still here!

Gu Qingqing was baffled. Did he not leave last night after he slammed the door behind him? Why had he not left yet?

It looked like he was talking on the phone. Even though she could not see his face, she could hear from his tone that it was not good. 

"Where did you go? Yesterday it was the document and today it's the breakfast. Last night it took you the whole night to find the document. This morning I asked you to buy porridge from that shop and it's been almost an hour already! Did you get so lost that you ended up in another city?"

He had put the call on speaker Gu Qingqing could hear the secretary's trembling voice, "C... CEO Leng… I left the house before six. Normally, it takes half an hour to get to town on the highway. But because it had been raining the whole night yesterday, the roads were flooded and there's very heavy traffic on the highway. I haven't even reached fourth ring road yet. How could I get your breakfast?"

The secretary was dumbfounded. Last night, Leng Sicheng had said that he had forgotten to take a document. At first, he said that it was in the study, then he said it was in his room. After one whole night of rummaging about, it turned out that the document was under the tray on the coffee table in the living room—the most obvious place once you step in through the door!

Very early in the morning, Leng Sicheng told him to get breakfast—he lived outside of fifth ring and had to go to the most congested place to buy breakfast for his boss!