." 。When he was a freshman, many pretty girls in school had pursued him. Both those in his year and older upperclassmen were all turned down without mercy by him. 。So, later on, there were fewer girl...When Leng Zhuxing saw Tong Yimo, he couldn't help but smile and walked towards her alone.

When a few girls were pushing and shoving each other, wanting to go up and ask for his phone number, a woman rushed into this handsome man's arms. They all stopped in their tracks at the same time, casting envious glances at that woman.

Tong Yi Mo hugged Leng Zhu Jing tightly, completely unaware that she had become the target of everyone's ire.

Indeed, she could feel uncomfortable around all men, but only with him would she willingly open her heart and embrace him.

"Daylight, I miss you so much... Really, I miss you so much..." Tong Yimo recalled the days since he went on a business trip. She hadn't had a smooth time at all. Her nose ached, and tears instantly filled her entire eye socket.

Only in his arms could she feel a trace of security and warmth.

Cold Noon gazed down at Tong Yimo with tenderness, faintly noticing her body trembling slightly. He lowered his head to look at her, then raised his hand to gently cup her cheek and tilt her face up to meet his.

"My dear girl, why are you crying Who has bullied you" Leng Zhujing asked softly.

Tong Yimo shook her head slightly, looked at Leng Zuojing's clear eyes, and smiled through her tears: "No one bullied me, I just simply missed you!"

"I miss you too." Leng Zhujing looked into Tong Yimo's eyes, responding sincerely. Then he lowered his head slightly and kissed Tong Yimo's brow, comforting her, "Are you hungry I'll take you to eat the most delicious food in town!"

"Hmm!" Tong Yimo nodded happily.

His warm hands held her slender one, and he dragged her suitcase beside him as they walked toward his car.

Tong Yi Mo looked at Leng Zhu Jing leading her by the side, her heart beating like a drum.

In her eyes, he was still as handsome and charming as ever.

If I could be led by him for a lifetime, until our hair turned white...

Thinking and thinking, Tong Yimo couldn't help but take Cold Zhui Jing's arm and lean her head on his shoulder.

Leng Zhujing's lips curled slightly, she glanced at Tong Yimo before directly reaching out to pull her into his arms and continuing forward.

Let's have a meal at this renowned restaurant in town, and afterward, we can visit the famous night market here.

After eating, having fun and being well-fed, Tong Yimo fell asleep on the passenger seat shortly after getting into the car.

Leng Zhujing was driving, taking Tong Yimo straight to the hotel.

Originally, he and Ji Siyan lived in a shared apartment. When Yi Mo came, naturally, there was no place for Ji Siyan anymore.

Jing let Ji Siyan go to another hotel herself and book a room there separately.

Ji Siyan intentionally opened her room next to Leng Zhujing and Tong Yimo's rooms. When the two of them returned from outside, she just happened to come out of the next-door room.

Three people greeted each other in the hallway.

Lán Zhǔjǐng didn't want to introduce Jì Sīyān to Tóng Yǐmò. Unexpectedly, Tóng Yǐmò suddenly grabbed his hand and shook it gently.

"The daytime scene, she…" Tong Yimo smiled faintly, seeming to have something to say but holding back.

She remembered the woman, she had come to her home last time to pick up the data on daytime scenery.

Lán Zhǔjìng subconsciously glanced at Jì Sīyán, his sword brows furrowed. Meanwhile, Jì Sīyán extended her hand to Tóng Yǐmò gracefully and confidently.

"Hello, my name is Ji Siyan, I am Mr. Leng's secretary." Ji Siyan politely introduced herself.

Tong Yimo reached out her hand and shook hands with Ji Siyan, smiling back and asking, "Hello, my name is Tong Yimo."

"Well, hello there, Lady Leng," Ji Siyan nodded, a sly glint flashing in her bright eyes.

Tong Yimo felt a strange flutter in her heart when she was addressed so formally. She smiled at Ji Siyan and said, "Just call me Yimo. The title 'Mrs. Leng' feels strange."

"How is that possible I think it suits you to be called Mrs. Leng. You are my wife, Leng Zhulang's wife, so naturally you are Mrs. Leng." Leng Zhulang hugged Tong Yimo into his arms and took out his room card from his pocket to swipe it open the door.

Ji Siyan's heart ached, and she suddenly felt a surge of jealousy. "Mrs. Leng," she said bitterly, "While you were gone, President Leng..."

Leng Zhujing stared at Chao Ji Siyan.

Tong Yimo's gaze remained fixed on Ji Siyan, oblivious to Leng Zhulang's abnormality.

Ji Siyan met Leng Zhujing's gaze and smiled knowingly, continuing, "President Leng often tells us subordinates that he really wants to eat the dishes made by his wife."

"When I get back, I'll cook for you every day!" Tong Yimo looked at Leng Zhujing, hugging his waist with both hands and said with a smile.

Leng Zhujing grinned and nodded.

Ji Siyan said again: "President Leng also bought a lot of gifts for Mrs. Leng. Mrs. Leng, don't be too surprised later!"

"What kind of gift" Tong Yimo looked at Ji Siyan, then raised her head to look at Leng Zhulang.

"Ling Zhulang no longer looked at Ji Siyan, slightly lowering his head to gaze into Tong Yimo's eyes. He replied softly: "Go inside and you'll know."

"Well then, Miss Ji, good night." Tong Yimo waved to Ji Siyan.

Ji Siyan politely returned the greeting with a wave, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.

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