Chapter 1257: His Intentions Were Clear

e of his group, also to attract "fresh blood" from all walks of life to offset the "old blood" within the company.Because he couldn't bear to disappoint his grandfather, he kept the old employees who..."I only like you." Leng Yanchen answered without hesitation.

Qin Nianxia pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up, sweet as honey.

"Then let's drink some chicken soup together." Immediately, Qin Nianxia pulled Leng Yanchen back to the dining table.

"You drink it! It's meant to supplement your health, you know." Leng Yanchen said dotingly.

Qin Nianxia refused to give up, she opened the thermos and insisted on filling a bowl for Leng Yanchen as well.

It wasn't until she drank the chicken soup that she realized something was wrong.

This soup wasn't made by Song Erqin...

Although Qin Nianxia didn't like Song Erqin, whenever she returned to the Qin family, Song Erqin would still personally cook meals for her.

Therefore, she was familiar with the taste of the dishes Song Erqin had made.

Leng Yanchen saw Qin Nianxia suddenly froze, and asked concernedly: "Why don't you drink If you don't like it, I can make you a new one."

"It's not bad, it's pretty good, right" Qin Nianxia continued drinking, but suddenly felt a little off in her heart.

What does it mean that Song Yunxi personally sent this chicken soup

It is already obvious.

"Do you think this soup tastes good" Qin Nianxia suddenly asked again.

Lán Yànchēn smiled faintly and said, “Not as good as I make it.”

In an instant, Qin Nianxia was amused by Leng Yanchen's words.

A certain feeling of guilt in my heart instantly vanished.

Throughout the day, Leng Yanchen stayed home with her.

As a result, the next day before dawn.

Qin Nianxia was awakened by the cold family young master.

At this time, Leng Yanchen was already dressed and standing before her.

Qin Nianxia rubbed her sleepy eyes and glanced at the time on the bedside clock, it was only five o'clock!

Just as she decided to lie down and continue sleeping, Leng Yanchen reached out with one hand, directly wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her up. He took her to the washbasin in the bathroom and sat her down.

"Didn't you say you wanted to learn self-defense from me" Leng Yanchen leaned on the sink with both hands, trapping Qin Nianxia in front of him.

Qin Nianxia blinked several times before finally managing to open her eyelids. She asked in a soft voice, "Why do we have to get up so early"

"Let's go for a run! First, we need to get in shape and build a solid foundation, then I can teach you self-defense." Leng Yanchen raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Qin Nianxia nodded her head, then threw herself onto Leng Yanchen's broad shoulders: "But... I still want to sleep..."

"Well then" Leng Yanchen said, holding Qin Nianxia's cheeks in both hands and lifting her head up before kissing her lips.

Qin Nianxia instantly woke up, her eyes widening.

"After kissing her for a while, he let go and asked, "Are you awake now"

"I didn't brush my teeth, and neither did you..." Qin Nianxia said before pursed her lips.

Cold Yanchen just smiled and said, "I don't mind. If you haven't woken up yet, I can keep kissing you until you're spirited."

Qin Nianxia immediately jumped down from the washstand and began washing up.

"Five minutes for personal hygiene, then gather in the living room." Leng Yanchen rubbed Qin Nianxia's head and walked out of the bathroom.

Five minutes later…

Qin Nianxia arrived almost on time, tying her hair as she ran to Leng Yanchen's face. Meanwhile, Xinfeng had already crouched beside him listening to instructions.

After the morning run began, Qin Nianxia always fell behind.

Xuan Feng ran the hardest, and as soon as she found out she was falling behind, he ran back to her side and accompanied her slowly to Leng Yan Chen's front.

After running for an hour, Qin Nianxia was completely out of breath and sat down on the curb, refusing to move.

While Leng Yanchen remained completely unaffected, not even breathing heavily. He appeared very relaxed, as if the whirlwind itself was nothing to him.

"Come on, I'll carry you home."

Leng Yanchen walked to Qin Nianxia's face and squatted down with his back to her.

Qin Nianxia rose to her feet and said proudly, "I'll walk back myself!"

"Woof woof—" Fengyun barked twice, as if praising her.

Leng Yanchen saw Qin Nianxia propping herself up with both hands and walking towards the apartment door, a smile on his handsome face, he followed behind.

Qin Nianxia discovered that it was actually better not to live with Leng Yanchen. Once they lived together, she realized this man's self-discipline wasn't just strong, it was incredibly powerful.

After running every morning for several days, she found herself able to run more easily each time.

Anyway, she followed the training plan he set up meticulously and never missed a session.

However, that evening Leng Yanchen came home later than usual.

Qin Nianxia slept through a nap and woke up to find it was already early morning. She got out of bed to pour herself some water, but she didn't see Leng Yanchen's figure on the sofa.

When she finished her water and put down the cup, just as she was about to turn around, a pair of hands suddenly encircled her from behind.

The man's arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.

Qin Nianxia turned her head back, her lips quickly being captured by this man who had arrived at some unknown time.

"When are you coming back I don't even know." Qin Nianxia asked curiously, her lips parting slightly.

Leng Yanchen pinched her chin, said nothing, and kissed her again.

And this time, he kissed more domineeringly, more deeply…

His lips moved, warm breath carrying a heavy scent of strong liquor.

Qin Nianxia suddenly realized something, and the man's kiss had already left her lips.

He brushed aside her long hair with a large hand and lightly kissed her porcelain neck."Thank you!"Hong Zhiye turned around and ran back to his seat, feeling a bit embarrassed.Ming Sihan was still sitting on Lian Xing'er's table, arms crossed, a cold and aloof expression on his handsome...