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Draw a Boyfriend for Myself 38.1

“Shen Lingge”

 

By the time it reached ten o’clock, Shen Lingge still had not received a reply message from Wen Xian, calling also no one answered, Shen Lingge could only call Duoduo, after quite a while Duoduo then answered his call.

 

Shen Lingge knitted his brows and said: “Where is Wen Xian?”

 

Duoduo stood beside the stairs secretly glancing at Wen Xian, who was sitting on the floor happily playing handshake game with Wen Xianxian, she lowered her voice and said: “Young Master, Miss said she doesn’t want to bother with you today, and before her anger dissipates, she forbade me from sending you her news.”

 

Shen Lingge was silent for a while: “You let her answer my call, say I have something to tell her.”

 

Duoduo: “… I’ll try, might not be successful.”

 

Shen Lingge: “……”

 

He with a face full of headache twisted his brows, was it that he treated this little girl too well, now she’s practically going to climb on top of his head and act domineering and bossy, after thinking for a long time Shen Lingge decided to admit fault to Wen Xian.

 

He admitted, this little girl now is just his ancestor, he has to coax her.

 

Duoduo walked to the front of the carpet and squatted down, Wen Xian was playing handshake game with Wen Xianxian, she probed and asked: “Miss, you have been not answering the call, Sir is very worried about you, do you want to…?”

 

Hearing this Wen Xian immediately turned her head to look at Duoduo, she glared wide-eyed and fiercely said: “Duoduo, whose side are you on after all! I’m still arguing with him, if he lets me bother with him and I just bother with him, wouldn’t I be very without face?”

 

Duoduo: “……”

 

Duoduo feared getting implicated by Shen Lingge, simply helped Wen Xian together to condemn Shen Lingge: “Miss, you are right! Sir this time is simply too much! You definitely must not bother with him!”

 

The butler waiting on the side: “……”

 

Their family’s Young Master is also quite pitiful.

 

Although saying not to bother with Shen Lingge, but after taking a bath Wen Xian tangledly glanced at the phone placed beside the pillow, she holding the little meat ball ball in her arms muttered: “Qiuqiu, do you say whether or not to take a look at what he sent me?”

 

Qiuqiu licked its meat paw: “Meow meow meow?”

 

Wen Xian lowered her head and looked at Qiuqiu, helplessly said: “Since you plead for him, then I’ll just take a look.”

 

Saying so Wen Xian picked up the phone, she opened the chat box with Shen Lingge, Shen Lingge’s last message was sent three minutes ago, what he sent was a picture.

 

Wen Xian: “……”

 

This dog thing actually carrying Zanzan’s neck walked to the kitchen.

 

Wen Xian immediately called video call over, that side was practically answered in a second. At this moment Shen Lingge had already put Zanzan back into the little nest, he was hanging his eyes looking at the phone screen.

 

Wen Xian dissatisfied: “Gege, you again use Zanzan to threaten me.”

 

Shen Lingge’s gaze faint: “As long as it works.”

 

Wen Xian: “……”

 

Wen Xian wrinkled her small face, muffled voice said: “What are you looking for me for, I’m going to sleep already, tomorrow I still have to go to work to look for love poems for Big Pervert, isn’t he single, looking for what love poems!”

 

Big Pervert Shen Lingge: “……”

 

Shen Lingge lightly coughed, he holding the phone walked towards the staircase entrance, while walking he said: “He soon won’t be single anymore, so wanting love poems probably is to please his girlfriend.”

 

Wen Xian face full of confusion: “He pleasing his own girlfriend why doesn’t he write the love poems himself!”

 

Shen Lingge: “.”

 

Words with reason.

 

Saying so, Wen Xian again doubtfully said: “Gege, have you seen Mr. Shen? I heard Duoduo say he is good-looking and can make money, but has never been in a relationship, what kind of person is he?”

 

Shen Lingge directly walked into the room, only then in a low voice said: “Since young he did not like to talk, also did not like to smile, his parents treated him very well, he was not lonely. He has never met someone he liked, until…”

 

Until that rainy night.

 

Shen Lingge suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wen Xian in the video, she was sitting cross-legged on the bed looking at him, wearing her favorite little bunny sleep dress, Qiuqiu would occasionally flash past in the picture.

 

Wen Xian blinked her eyes: “Then I forgive him, won’t call him Big Pervert anymore.”

 

Wen Xian had some curiosity: “Is this his first time liking a girl? Then he definitely treats the girl he likes very well, after all he doesn’t like to talk nor smile.”

 

Shen Lingge’s lips faintly curved into a small arc that was hard to notice: “It’s that she is very good.”

 

Wen Xian pursed her lips, in a small voice said: “Then tomorrow I will properly translate love poems for him.”

 

Shen Lingge stared at her for a while, suddenly reached out and lightly tapped the screen, as if wanting to touch her head through the screen, he lowly sighed: “From now on not allowed to ignore me.”

 

Wen Xian pouted her mouth: “I didn’t ignore you, didn’t I call you already?”

 

Shen Lingge looked at her: “Wen Xian.”

 

Wen Xian quieted for a while, in her clear eyes the gaze slightly bright, in a small voice said: “Got it, from now on I won’t ignore you. Then you also aren’t allowed to scold me anymore.”

 

Shen Lingge responded: “Won’t scold you, from tomorrow start eat less candy, every month must go see the dentist once, understand?”

 

Wen Xian nodded: “Understood, I want to sleep.”

 

After Shen Lingge instructed a few more sentences, he let her go to sleep, after hanging up the video call he helplessly smiled a little, he really had no way with her.

 

 

The next day when Wen Xian carrying the snacks Duoduo prepared for her walked into the office, Zhuo Xiangshuang had already arrived, her bag placed on the table, but her person was not seen.

 

When Wen Xian opened the first poetry collection, Zhuo Xiangshuang came back, her face still carried some excitement, upon seeing Wen Xian she couldn’t wait to walk over and said: “Xian Xian, this morning our company received notice from headquarters, next year Shen Corporation’s key project will be placed in Licheng!”

 

Wen Xian handed her a bag of small cookies: “Then what are you excited for? Will your salary increase?”

 

Zhuo Xiangshuang lowered her voice excitedly and said: “This means Mr. Shen will personally come ah ah ah, I heard the sisters over there say Mr. Shen is handsome like a piece of sculpture wuwuwu, I want to see walking hormones. The most important is he is still single, the sisters downstairs have already gone crazy.”

 

Wen Xian couldn’t bear to tell her that the walking hormone in her mouth already had a girlfriend.

 

She could only say: “That is also next year’s matter, you keep your excited mood a little bit.”

 

Zhuo Xiangshuang had a look of ‘you don’t understand’: “The main point I haven’t said yet, so at the end of the month Mr. Shen will personally come to Licheng, the bidding meeting news has already been released, our translation department has all been invited to attend the banquet on that day!”

 

Wen Xian asked: “All of us have to go? What about other departments?”

 

Zhuo Xiangshuang straightened her body and thought for a while: “Other departments it’s all the managers going, maybe because our department directly connects with headquarters. Not saying anymore, I’ll go pick a dress first!”

 

For a moment Wen Xian also had some curiosity towards this Mr. Shen, after all even Qin Zan wasn’t looked upon by Shen Lingge, but he mentioned this Mr. Shen again and again. She shook her head, temporarily pushed this matter to the back of her mind, after all in half a month she could see him with her own eyes.

 

Wen Xian spent the whole morning flipping through poetry collections, but for a moment she was somewhat tangled, what if the love poem she picked, the girl Mr. Shen liked didn’t like? After all, she inevitably would bring along some personal preference when choosing poetry collections.

 

Wen Xian held the poetry collection hesitating for a while, tentatively sent an email to that Mr. Shen.

 

Belle: Mr. Shen, is there a country you favor?

 

Wen Xian did not immediately receive Mr. Shen’s reply, but she also was not anxious, after all it was only Tuesday, as long as she finished before Friday it was fine.

 

At noon when Wen Xian and Zhuo Xiangshuang went downstairs to eat, they found the restaurant obviously livelier than usual, in their conversations they all seemed to be talking about that president of Shen Corporation.

 

Somehow Zhuo Xiangshuang suddenly remembered what happened yesterday morning, she lowered her voice and said: “Xian Xian, yesterday morning the person entangling you at the door, I heard she is a relation household [关系户, someone with backing or inside connections] of some department’s director, then last week that director was fired.”

 

Wen Xian was surprised and said: “When recruiting they even check this?”

 

Zhuo Xiangshuang had a face of wanting to eat melon [吃瓜, slang for spectating gossip]: “I heard it was after last week’s interview ended that something went wrong, Xian Xian you were also there at that time, do you know what happened?”

 

Wen Xian: “……”

 

If talking about what happened that day, that day Feng Qingying only had a dispute with her after she finished the interview and came out, but the one who hit was her, from the surveillance it should look like Feng Qingying was the victim.

 

Wen Xian shook her head: “I also don’t know.”

 

Wen Xian for a moment could not figure out the logic relation of this matter, but after she started eating she forgot about it, she had promised Shen Lingge she would eat well.

 

Wen Xian as usual took a picture of her lunch to show Shen Lingge.

 

His reply came very quickly.

 

[Wen Xian: picture]

 

[Shen Lingge: only eating this little?]

 

[Wen Xian: colleague eats less, embarrassed to let her wait for me, I still have Duoduo’s little snacks, won’t be hungry.]

 

[Shen Lingge: Wen Xian, have I not told you to eat properly.]

 

[Wen Xian: I am eating properly.]

 

[Shen Lingge: tomorrow not allowed to eat only this little, after finishing go buy something else.]

 

[Wen Xian: then after I finish I’ll go buy some cream puffs.]

 

[Shen Lingge: buy low-sugar ones.]

 

[Wen Xian: got it, you also go eat quickly.]

 

[Shen Lingge: en.]

 

Across from her Zhuo Xiangshuang looked at Wen Xian’s curved eyes and brows, the sweetness and joy at the corners of her eyes and brows completely couldn’t be hidden, these past two days already there was a group of people indirectly trying to inquire about Wen Xian’s matters.

 

But looking at it now, goddess already had a boyfriend?

 

Zhuo Xiangshuang couldn’t help but tease: “Xian Xian, you’re chatting with your boyfriend?”

 

Wen Xian raised her eyes and softly responded: “Not my boyfriend, it’s the person I like.”

 

Hearing this, Zhuo Xiangshuang first lit a candle for those people inquiring about Wen Xian, then immediately started getting curious about the identity of the person Wen Xian liked, because just by looking at Wen Xian’s clothing and speech, it was obvious her family background definitely was not bad, not to mention she was a beauty.

 

What kind of appearance would the person a girl like this liked have?

 

That day, Wen Xian did not take a nap at noon, she was still looking at poetry, until flipping to a certain page her gaze paused, she lowly recited:

“Faint thunder, overcast sky, only hope for wind and rain to come, so I can keep you here.

Faint thunder, overcast sky, even if there is no rain, I too will stay in this place.”

 

She didn’t know why, she felt that girl would like these two lines of poem.

 

 

For several nights in a row when Shen Lingge and Wen Xian video called, she was usually holding a poetry collection murmuring.

 

Occasionally Wen Xian would recite it in French, and at those times Shen Lingge would not disturb her.

 

Only quietly listening to her soft voice reciting those few poems by his ear.

 

“Bright star! Would I were steadfast as thou art—”

 

“But I do not want high up night suspended, shining alone…”

 

“……”

 

“Constantly, constantly hearing her delicate breathing, living just like this,—or falling into unconscious death.”

 

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