CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Wen Zhixia said softly, as if she felt the wetness on her face. She stared blankly at the flying window curtain, her eyes drifting to who knows where.    

She still remembered the rainy night when she was in her first year of university. The school had arranged to visit a senior's art exhibition, but because she had left in such a hurry and forgot to bring an umbrella, the sudden heavy rain blocked her way. She could only stand at the door and wait for the rain to stop.    

Since she had nothing to do, she could not catch up with her part-time job. While waiting for the rain to stop, she suddenly thought of a game in the rain. She gently caught the raindrops with her palm and occasionally ran under the eaves, as if she was playing a game.    

When she accidentally bumped into a person who was walking out from the back, her strong body nearly knocked her into the rain, but luckily, she was stopped by that person.    

"Be careful."    

However, before she could clearly see that person's face, she was frozen by a voice that was as cold as ice and did not dare to move.    

"Give her the umbrella."    

Another voice suddenly sounded out like the spring wind. In her hand was an umbrella, and that person even lowered the hat on her head by a bit, causing her to only see a blurry figure when she reacted.    

Memories always appeared at one point, as if the heavens had foretold them.    

"Eat, or you'll starve."    

Wen Zhixia's memories came to an end when her ice-cold voice suddenly rang out. She turned her head slightly to look at him.    

"I don't eat."    

The husky voice was filled with determination, but it did not last for even half a minute as a rumbling sound came from Wen Zhixia's stomach.    

It made her face burn. Fortunately, the fever made her blush less clearly, but she heard a low laugh.    

"Don't laugh, what's so funny!"    

He stretched out his tender claws like an annoyed kitten, but in front of Wen Zhixia, he was like a kitten who begged for food. There wasn't the slightest danger. He put away the trace of smile at the corner of his mouth and calmly looked at Wen Zhixia's pretending to be strong.    

"Aiyo, why is there food here? I was just hungry."    

Wen Zhixia, who was growing as barbarically as a wild weed, would not bow her head when it was time to fight with others. She knew that since she was hungry, she might as well eat her fill.    

As for the conflict between them previously, it was a matter of principle. She did not want to be wronged like this, and she would not give in.    

The air suddenly became quiet, and the warm food gradually lost its temperature. Fortunately, it was sent to the stomach by the owner who took care of it, satisfying his appetite.    

Easily did not say anything, instead went to the wardrobe to pick up clothes to change in the bathroom.    

He hated eating in his bedroom the most. His clothes and space would smell like food, but when he woke up in the morning, all he wanted was to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Wen Zhixia.    

Wen Zhixia might never know that this seemingly imperfect breakfast came from an easy hand. After a long time, when Wen Zhixia found out, she finally understood how many things this silent man had done for her.    

"Great, I've finally eaten my fill."    

Wen Zhixia carefully stole a peek into the bathroom and carefully placed the tray on the tray. The warm food gave her strength, and even the milk that tasted just right made her throat relax. She couldn't help but lick her lips.    

Wen Zhixia was licking the milk at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't hear the sound of the door opening. When she came out easily, she saw Wen Zhixia moving like a kitten, the color in the bottom of her eyes slowly darkening.    

This awkward atmosphere made Wen Zhixia feel a sense of crisis. Her hands gripped the quilt tightly, eyes full of vigilance. Her breathing became rapid, and her chest was heaving uneasily.    

After getting dressed again, he looked at Wen Zhixia's nervous state with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. He slowly walked towards the bed with an elegant posture like a cheetah in the jungle.    

"Knock knock!"    

The door was knocked gently, and stopped after three times, as if waiting for the person inside to respond.    

"Come in."    

As soon as he stopped his actions, his black eyes stared at Wen Zhixia without letting go. He stared at her panic-stricken eyes as he replied softly. The voice that rang out was calm and unperturbed.    

"Young Master, Dr Zhang called. He said that he might be delayed on the road due to the rain."    

Nanny Zhang knocked lightly on the door and walked in. When she saw the steam coming from the open French window, she frowned, but she didn't know how to bring it up.    

This unexpected situation messed up everything. He took a deep glance at Wen Zhixia, who had heaved a sigh of relief. When she met his gaze, she actually turned her head and avoided his gaze.    

"Ok, take care of her until Dr Zhang arrives. Don't let her run away again."    

Easily putting away his previous joking posture, a gust of cold wind came out, allowing him to see the scene outside.    

The drizzling rain had stopped at some point, and an unusual look flashed across his eyes. He didn't like rain, so something would always be washed away in the humid air.    

When he left, he didn't even look back at Wen Zhixia. He pursed his lips, picked up his coat and left.    

"You …"    

Wen Zhixia's voice was as soft as a mosquito in the summer. She was speechless when she saw the blurry figure that could easily walk out of the room with its back facing them.    

She didn't want him to stay, she wanted to be alone in this room.    

Even standing there made her uncomfortable. He really didn't trust her. Otherwise, why would he leave a person here to look at her? The feeling of being treated as a criminal made her throat tighten.    

"Miss Wen, I'll close the window for you. Otherwise, the rain will be falling inside the house."    

With that, Nanny Zhang walked to the French window and closed it tightly.    

When she heard the order from Yi Yeyu, she was stunned. This was the first time she had been assigned to take care of an outsider. When she turned around, she couldn't help but casually glance at Wen Zhixia on the bed.    

Although Wen Zhixia had been in the Rong Manor for a long time and had even saved her once, in Nanny Zhang's heart, it was easy for her to only have one master.    

"Nanny Zhang, I can stay in my room by myself."    

Wen Zhixia's voice was hoarse but clear. When Nanny Zhang heard this, her eyes widened.    

"Miss Wen, you should know Young Master's temper. I'm just a servant of the Rong Manor. Please forgive me!"    

Wen Zhixia felt the sharpness in her words despite her seemingly docile reply. She raised her eyes to look at Nanny Zhang and discovered that this old servant seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with her. She was puzzled.    

"Nanny Zhang, I'm not …"    

"Miss Wen, I think it's still raining. You can sleep for a while longer."    

Wen Zhixia wanted to say something but swallowed her words back into her stomach when she saw Nanny Zhang turn off the lights.    

When would the rain stop? How long would it take for her to escape from this cage of a home?