e king of any nightclub, always the one doing the bullying, never the one being bullied. There was no way someone else could get away with pushing him around.While Ji Yunheng was certainly busy with...The proprietress was a shrewd woman who saw right through Leng Yechen's thoughts at once. She immediately picked up a bouquet of packaged pink roses from the flower stand beside her and handed it to Leng Yechen.

“This bunch of pink roses just arrived, they’re very fresh. After you buy this bunch of pink roses back, apologize to your loved one, be bold-faced, and then hug her, coax her well, say what she likes to hear, it's best to say some sweet words, your loved one will naturally be happy.” The proprietress said earnestly.

"Will it work" Leng Ye Chen asked suspiciously.

The proprietress patted her chest and assured him, "Of course!" After a pause, she pointed to the card attached to the bouquet of pink roses, "And also, you have to read this English sentence on the card aloud to your wife when you get back home."

As the cold night deepened, Chen Sui looked at the words on the card:

I love you all the time.

I have always loved you.

The language of the pink rose is 'declaration of love', so you have to tell your wife how much you love her.” The proprietress clapped her hands together, winked at Leng Yechen, and hoped in her heart that this big spender would buy something quickly.

In the cold night, Chen's mouth twitched slightly upwards. He pulled out a black gold card from his pocket and handed it to the proprietress.

The proprietress immediately went to the cashier to pay for him, then handed him the black gold card and pink rose in succession.

Cold Night sank his hand around the flower and returned to his luxury car, placing it on the passenger seat.

Yi Mo was letting him cool down, but he couldn't let Yi Mo cool down too.

That day, he confessed to her that he was pursuing her. He might as well pursue her for life, so from now on, no matter what happened, he had to take the initiative with her.

Thinking about seeing Yimo later, Leng Yechen stepped on the accelerator and began to accelerate.

On the way, Zheng Zhongwei's phone call suddenly came in.

Cold Night sank one side of the wheel, while on the other hand pressed the steering wheel's phone call answer button.

"Young Master, do you still remember Miss Qi from the Qi Group It's Qi Siyan."

"How is she"

Miss Ji suddenly called me and asked me to tell you that she wants your help finding the second young master. She also said that she suspects the second young master has eloped with his former wife, or rather, the eldest mistress, Miss Tong.

"What did you say"

“I’m not sure if this is true or not, she was crying when she called me, and I feel like she wasn't lying. Miss Ji doesn't seem to know about the marriage between the Second Young Mistress and you. And the Second Young Master is your brother, so you might want to consider sending someone to find him”

"First, send someone to look for it. Call me back when you find it."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Leng Ye called Aunt Liu again.

"The young mistress rushed out this afternoon. She didn't tell me where she was going, and she hasn't come back yet." Aunt Liu's words made Leng Yechen's face darken.

Two phone calls have indirectly proven that Yimo and Ajing are back together.

Did they really elope

With love...

Do you love Ajing that much

Love to the point of selflessness, love that can encompass everything about him...

My heart is filled with anger, frustration, and most of all, pain.

After hanging up the phone, he called Zheng Zhongwei again, asking him to find out about Tong Yimo's whereabouts.

Thinking about this, Leng Yeshen still dialed Tong Yimo's phone number.

As a result, the received was: The number you have dialed is currently unavailable.

This is undoubtedly like adding salt to his wounds.

"MOMO, you know me, the person I envy the most is my older brother, why"

After dinner, Leng Zhujing and Tong Yimo sat on the rooftop together, watching the stars in the night sky.

"Why" Tong Yimo actually knew the answer, but she still pretended not to.

She knew that he had always lived with low self-esteem because he was a bastard.

"Big brother can get everything I want without even breaking a sweat." Leng Zhujing smiled wryly.

Tong Yimo frowned, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, holding her knees and remaining silent.

It was strange; today she kept thinking about Leng Yechen, intentionally or unintentionally.

Before this, she had never felt this way.

From some point on, the three words "Cold Night's Depths" always seemed to drift into her mind unconsciously.

This feeling was very strange to her.

Suddenly, a few mosquitoes buzzed around, interrupting the conversation between the two people.

Cold midday scenery immediately stretched out two arms, one before the other, to protect Tong Yimo's body between his own arms.

"What are you doing" Tong Yimo asked in confusion.

Leng Zhujing smiled: "The mosquito bit me, so it won't bite you and the baby in your tummy."

"You—" Tong Yimo hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"How I wish, Mo Mo's baby in her belly, was my baby. That would be wonderful." Leng Zhu Jing slightly lowered his eyes, looking at Tong Yi Mo's belly with a melancholy and heartbroken expression.

Tong Yimo smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Xiao Shangxuan is also very cute and looks a lot like you. Take good care of him!"

As soon as she mentioned Xiao ShangXuan, she suddenly remembered something and got up from the rooftop.

Leng Zhuxi sat in place, waiting for her to return.

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