Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!-Chapter 449 - 416: Husband, I Will Cherish You Too (Yan Nuan’s Sweetness)

"Wife, welcome home."

Leng Yan drove the car back to the villa and, with a bright smile, opened the car door for Wen Nuan, making a welcoming gesture. At this moment, he was exuding the vitality of happiness, and his handsome face appeared even more striking and gentle.

Since learning about Nuannuan’s feelings for him, Leng Yan had refused to go back to his own villa, opting instead to head straight to Wen Nuan’s house after work for several days in a row.

After some effort and the careful matchmaking of Wen Qingyan and Wen Pengfei, the couple finally sweetly reconciled. The first thing Leng Yan did was to bring Nuannuan home.

"I’m not your wife yet; I’m just the mother of your child."

Wen Nuan pouted, refusing to acknowledge the title.

"You will be soon. We’ll get registered tomorrow." Leng Yan didn’t mind her words at all, and with a bright smile, he held her hand as they walked to the second floor. At the staircase, a scarf suddenly covered his eyes.

"What is it?"

Wen Nuan, confused, instinctively reached to pull the scarf, but was stopped by Leng Yan: "Nuannuan, I have a gift prepared for you, and I hope you’ll like it."

"What gift?"

Wen Nuan became even more puzzled and curious. Leng Yan mysteriously led her to a room, opened the door, and Wen Nuan’s heart pounded with excitement, "Can I look now?"

"You can."

Leng Yan nodded with a smile, and his palm was surprisingly covered in a light sweat. Wen Nuan felt it and gently squeezed his hand, her eyes, hidden behind the scarf, filled with tenderness: "Yan, are you nervous?"

"Afraid you might not like it."

He confessed honestly, always fearing that due to her pregnancy, Wen Nuan’s taste would change and she might not appreciate the gift he meticulously prepared.

"Is this still the confident Yan I know?"

Wen Nuan chuckled, gripping his hand more tightly, and spoke softly: "Yan, no matter what your gift is, I’ll love it."

"Really?"

"Of course, because you prepared it. Yan, living at my place these past few days, I’ve noticed you hiding something from me. You were always whispering secretly on the phone—were you preparing the gift for me?"

"Smart! Since you knew, why didn’t you ask?" Leng Yan let out a long breath, finally daring to remove the scarf from her eyes.

"I knew you wanted to surprise me, so of course I couldn’t ask and ruin it for you."

Wen Nuan spoke earnestly, and when the scarf was slowly removed, she was so happy she almost jumped with joy.

"A studio? It’s so beautiful, and it’s the style I love."

Her eyes were filled with surprise and delight as she released Leng Yan’s hand to explore the room. She gently touched the "grand gift" Leng Yan had meticulously prepared for her, tears glistening in her eyes.

The workspace was fully equipped with all the office supplies she loved. It was tranquil and cozy, with enthusiastic touches in the details. It lacked any dullness, with a soft design free of oppressive feelings, precisely the kind of fashion design studio she had once described to Leng Yan.

"Silly, why are you crying?" Leng Yan came over and gently embraced her, wiping away her tears with his thumb. Love overflowed from his handsome eyes: "Do you like it?"

"I love it!"

Wen Nuan nodded firmly, her nose still tingling with tears, but her heart was filled with immense happiness.

Picking up a book from the shelf, she was even more thrilled: "You’ve moved all my design books and notes here?"

She squealed excitedly, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a firm kiss on his cheek: "Yan, thank you."

Chapter 4: Honey, I’ll Cherish You Too (Yan and Nuan’s Sweetness)

Leng Yan watched her with a smile: "As long as you like it. This room is well-ventilated and will be your personal design studio from now on, where you can do whatever you want. Or, if you wish to work at the Leng Family company, you can, and I won’t stop you. But don’t overwork yourself."

Leng Yan kissed her face, his tone full of apology: "Nuannuan, because of me, you gave up your favorite fashion design, and I truly feel sorry. So, I won’t control your preferences; I want you to live easily and happily."

"Thank you, Yan. But I don’t need your guilt, so please stop saying these remorseful words, okay?"

Nuannuan gently placed her hand on his lips and blinked playfully: "I need you to love me well and love our child too."

"Absolutely." Leng Yan smiled and rubbed her head, his gaze filled with both tenderness and determination.

The dining table was covered with all of Wen Nuan’s recent favorite dishes.

Leng Yan supervised her as she ate: "Eat more, Nuannuan, you’re too thin. Sometimes I wonder if I’ve been mistreating you."