The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship-Chapter 706 - 610: Merely a Paper Tiger

Ye Rui closed the door, walked in with the box in her hands and said with a smiling face: "You didn’t eat the flower cake I made for you yesterday, so I made a fresh batch today and improved the mix of sugar and cream, it’s sweet but not too rich, really good."

Leng Shaoqing put down his signing pen, and with a weighty gaze, looked at her, "Just put it there, I’m still busy with work now."

"Oh." Ye Rui placed the box on his desk, a fleeting disappointment crossing her eyes: "It’s lunchtime, do you want to have lunch together?"

"Are you hungry?"

Ye Rui nodded, though she was actually fine; she was just worried about him always skipping meals for work which could be harmful to his health, he had stomach issues and it was torture for him when it acted up.

Leng Shaoqing picked up an internal line phone on the desk, giving instructions officially: "Please bring me a lunch."

Ye Rui asked: "Aren’t you going to eat?"

"I’ve already eaten." Leng Shaoqing put down the phone and continued to look down at his documents.

Ye Rui was left to her own devices, but she was good at entertaining herself. Knowing he was too busy with work to pay attention to her, she ran over to the couch and started playing mobile games.

Originally, Ye Rui planned to find a job after graduating from university, but Leng Shaoqing firmly disagreed, telling her to comfortably live at home as the pampered Mrs. Leng.

As someone who couldn’t stay idle, Ye Rui then occupied herself with growing flowers and plants in the greenhouse, finding fulfillment in her daily routine, and when not in the greenhouse, she’d be playing games on her mobile or baking.

Leng Shaoqing, frustrated by a document, decided to stop looking at it, throwing it on the desk, he leaned back in his chair and began massaging his forehead.

After massaging for a while, he remembered there was another person in the office. He looked up to see Ye Rui nestled on the sofa; her white sneakers thrown onto the carpet, her delicate feet casually placed on the sofa. She was engrossed in something amusing on the phone, pressing with both hands and occasionally sneaking in a laugh.

"What are you watching?" Leng Shaoqing suddenly asked.

Ye Rui, her gaze fixed on the screen, answered simply: "Playing a game."

"Which game?"

"’Immortal Slaying,’ it’s an RPG game." Ye Rui was carrying out a wild task but was killed by a high VIP level Ghost King, she didn’t mind, resurrected and stood up to continue her task only to be slain again by the Ghost King, after getting up again, the Ghost King struck once more, not giving her a chance to retaliate.

Although the game had exquisite graphics, it was also designed to monetize heavily, with a VIP symbol in front of each player’s name, the more they paid, the higher the VIP level, the stronger the character, and the Ghost King that killed her was a VIP13. The highest level, VIP20, supposedly costs 2 million to achieve, but currently, no such player existed in the game.

Thus, this VIP13 Ghost King was a formidable character, and Ye Rui being a mere VIP1 stood no chance against him. After being killed five times in a row, she finally tossed her phone aside: "Not playing anymore."

Leng Shaoqing saw her initially playing with a joyful smile, but then suddenly tossed her phone aside and sulked; he found it amusing but didn’t ask further.

The assistant knocked on the door: "Mr. Leng, your lunch is here."

"Hmm." Leng Shaoqing picked up the documents to continue working, "You eat."

Seeing the assistant, Ye Rui hurriedly put on her shoes; she used to complain about the heat in Leng Shaoqing’s office so he told her to take off her shoes, and it became a habit, wanting to take them off whenever she was there.

The assistant smiled and placed the lunch packed in a wooden box on the coffee table: "Miss Ye, please enjoy."

After the assistant left, Ye Rui sneakily glanced at Leng Shaoqing; he was looking down, deeply focused, his wickedly handsome features settling into a serious expression when working.

Ye Rui was not particularly concerned about how others addressed her, but the assistant still called her Miss Ye in front of Leng Shaoqing. Before they got married, he took her to a friend’s party where people called her Miss Ye, and he corrected them seriously: "Don’t call her Miss Ye, she should be addressed as Mrs. Leng now."

Did he not hear it, or does he no longer care about these things now?

Ye Rui silently ate her meal, facing the exquisite dishes yet unable to muster any appetite.

Soon, the assistant came in to remind Leng Shaoqing that there was a meeting in five minutes. Ye Rui didn’t want to delay his work, so she hastily finished her meal and stood up, saying, "Then I’ll head back."

Leng Shaoqing didn’t even lift his head, just grunted in acknowledgment.

Ye Rui didn’t know what she had done wrong.

Leaving Leng Shaoqing’s office, Ye Rui was like a soul lost, not taking the elevator but instead descending the stairs step by step.

It wasn’t until her right hand touched the handrail that she suddenly realized she had forgotten to take her ring.

During the game earlier, she was worried the ring would scratch her phone, so she took it off and placed it on the coffee table, planning to wear it again when leaving. However, Leng Shaoqing’s cold treatment made her so distraught that she forgot about it.

Although the ring wasn’t a wedding ring, it was a gift from Leng Shaoqing when he was pursuing her. The style was very unique, resembling a handmade piece, and she always treasured it, wearing it on her finger.

Ye Rui climbed back up the stairs and just as she exited the stairwell, she saw Leng Shaoqing entering the meeting room ahead. His tall figure flashed before her eyes, and she stared at his back in a daze, shook her head, and then went to get her ring.

"This flower cake is really delicious."

"It’s handmade, with a generous and fresh filling." Before she even entered his office, she saw in the external office area that several of Leng Shaoqing’s secretaries were sharing a box of flower cakes.

A secretary said with a smile, "Leng Shaoqing is being so generous today, actually sharing flower cakes with us."

"Maybe some woman who fancies him sent them, and he disdained to eat them himself, so he tossed them to us. But, they really are delicious."

Ye Rui’s gaze fell on the beautiful box; it was the one she had carefully selected. She knew he liked light purple, so many things in their home were related to light purple, just like the boundless lavender on this box.

Ye Rui didn’t know how she had managed to get into the elevator. She was completely dazed, the secretary’s words echoing in her mind repeatedly, "He disdained to eat them, so he tossed them to us."

He disdained to eat them? His favorite thing in the past was the pastries she made.

No, she had to ask him for clarification, even if her face were to be slapped again, this time the slap silenced her directly.

Ye Rui: "It was you who instructed me to do it."

Tears suddenly sprang to Qin Youyou’s eyes as she pointed at her and said shrilly, "Ye Rui, who do you think you are? You think just because Leng Shaoqing married you, you’re Mrs. Leng? Spit!"

"Regardless of what you say, I am indeed Mrs. Leng now." Ye Rui’s gaze was cold and sharp, meeting Qin Youyou’s accusatory eyes head-on.

She might look delicate, but when she was in school, Ye Xiangzhong, to prevent her from being kidnapped, especially had her learn Taekwondo for three years. Although she stopped practicing after going to university, the three years of foundation were not in vain; at the very least, she could beat Qin Youyou.

Qin Youyou suddenly laughed, her smile carrying a trace of pity, "Ye Rui, do you know what I came here for today? Oh, of course, you couldn’t possibly know. Starting today, I am Leng Shaoqing’s personal assistant, responsible for all his daily needs. Look at your face, how wonderful it looks, quite shocked, aren’t you? Leng Shaoqing clearly knows we don’t get along, yet he brought me close to serve as his assistant. It seems that you, the young mistress of the Leng Family, are just a name with no substance."

Ding!

The elevator reached the seventh floor. Ye Rui originally came back to find Leng Shaoqing, but standing in the chilly elevator, she somehow forgot the reason she came back. All the while, the haunting words of Qin Youyou echoed in her ears, "You, the young mistress of the Leng Family, are just a name with no substance."