bar and got many results.The first kind is to pretend you don't know anything, wipe your tears and continue to spend the rest of your life with your husband;The second approach is to confront your hu...Until the elevator made a "ding" sound and the doors opened, Tong Yimo walked out first and only then did she realize that this was the CEO's office on the top floor.

"I'm hungry, why don't you cook dinner for me" Leng Yechen ordered lightly as he walked out of the elevator.

Tong Yimo simply couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at Leng Yeshen.

"Why stay in the office when you could have a good meal at home" Tong Yimo asked, puzzled.

"Leng Ye Shen Man nonchalantly replied, "The driver took leave to go home. I'm tired and don't want to drive."

So, he's not planning on going back to his private residence tonight either

Tong Yimo's lips twitched slightly, she raised her head slightly, looked at Leng Yeshen's handsome face, and stammered: "Then... I'll fight back myself."

"…" Leng Ye remained silent, ignoring Tong Yimo's words. He walked directly towards his office.

His office on the second floor was well-equipped, he could stay there and not go home to sleep, but Tong Yimò couldn't!

Tong Yimo really wanted to leave alone, but then she suddenly thought of a problem.

Even if she could get a taxi back home tonight, how would she get out of her brother's private residence tomorrow morning It's far from the city center and in a remote location. It would be difficult to find a taxi willing to go there empty!

After some internal struggle, Tong Yimo had to follow Leng Yeshen into his CEO office.

As before, Tong Yimo was cooking on the second floor, while Leng Yeshen calmly read a book downstairs.

After the meal was cooked, Tong Yimo called Leng Yeshen upstairs to eat.

Here, there was no Su Manxue, no Liu Shushen, no Lian Huasheng, nor Leng Zhujing. Just the two of them, enjoying a quiet dinner together. He found it very pleasant.

But he didn't know, she felt very awkward.

While eating, Tong Yimo was on her phone, texting Leng Zhujing about everything that had happened to her today.

From some point on, she only told him good news and kept the bad ones to herself.

She would tell Zhùjǐng all the happy things, but swallow all the unhappy ones.

On the other side, in the presidential suite of the hotel, Leng Zhuxiang stood at the washbasin, her wet hair falling messily around her face. She picked up her phone and looked at the text message sent by Tong Yimo, a slight smile curving her lips.

He knew everything about Mo's affairs, but he never mentioned any of them to Mo.

His things……

What should he start with

Putting down her phone, Leng Zhujing turned on the shower and continued bathing.

When he stepped out of the shower, he saw Ji Siyan wearing his white shirt, seductively lying on a chaise longue.

Perhaps because his shirt was particularly loose on Ji Siyan, it reached almost to her mid-thigh, making her look extremely slender yet undeniably sexy.

"Take your clothes off!" Leng Zhujing picked up a clean towel, draped it over his head, and kept wiping his wet, tousled hair.

His tone wasn't particularly heavy, but it caused Ji Siyan's heart to sink slightly.

"No." Ji Siyan raised her eyebrows and got up from the chaise lounge, walking towards Leng Zh Jing. "Don't, I don't want to take it off myself, I want you to help me..."

After that, she clung to him relentlessly, rubbing her body against his while kissing the nape of Leng Zhilu's neck and then biting his earlobe.

Leng Zhulang threw the towel in his hand and directly scooped up Ji Siyan's body, throwing her onto the big bed.

"Rip—"

The fabric of the shirt ripped, like butterflies fluttering, falling onto the carpet at the edge of the bed.

When it was over, Ji Siyan lay in Leng Zhujing's arms, caressing his muscular chest.

At that time, he couldn't get out no matter what. In the end, she found another way to help him.

This time, Leng Zhuxi finally understood who the woman he truly desired was.

If he didn't imagine Ji Siyan as Tong Yimo, he wouldn't have the slightest interest in pursuing her, and he wouldn't even want to be with her.

As soon as he thought of Yi Mo, Leng Zhujing pushed Ji Siyan, who was lying in his arms, away and said with a bad temper, "From now on, don't wear my clothes again"

"Are you angry" Ji Siyan leaned closer again, puckering her red lips and kissing Leng Zhujing's cheek. "Don't be angry, okay It won't happen again."

Leng Zhuling fell silent. She got up from bed and walked alone to the wine cabinet in the living room. She picked up a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass.

Then, he went to sit on the rocking chair on the patio, silently lit a cigarette, and took a slow puff.

He doesn't really drink much, nor does he smoke much.

Ever since he was betrayed by his friends and burdened with debt, the pressure in his heart has been like a balloon about to burst, ready to explode at any moment.

So, whenever he had to work overtime, he would start smoking and designing while doing so.

Then, Ji Siyan introduced the project to him. When he needed to socialize with bigwigs, he started learning how to drink again.

A gentle evening breeze blew over, and faintly, he seemed to hear the sound of Yimo's singing.

Yi Mo is now living in her elder brother's private house. According to Yi Mo, her sister-in-law has also moved from Linhai City to live with them in the elder brother's house.

Then, for these days, Yi Mo should not go to "Ye Huo" to sing anymore, right!

Then, Leng Zhuxiang suddenly smiled bitterly with pain.

Because of his debts, he and Yimou were driven to a dead end.

Yi Mo is selling herself, now he, isn't he also selling himself

The wind on his face was cold, more like a slap, stinging his cheeks with pain.

Inside, Ji Siyan looked at Leng Zhuxiang's dejected back, her heart sinking with sorrow.

From the first time, to now, she has always been "serving" him.

He had never truly "loved" her, never treated her with tenderness.

Ji Siyan sat on the bed and began to overthink again. She thought, when his Ajing was with Tong Yimo, wasn't it also Tong Yimo "serving" him

Or perhaps, it was his cold daylight scene "serving" Tong Yimo.

All the jumbled thoughts crowded into Ji Siyan's mind, filling her heart with a whole jar of vinegar.

Leng Zhujing finished his cigarette and went to the bathroom to take two showers.

After taking a shower, he stood once again before the mirror, his eyes blankly staring at his reflection as if examining a stranger.

The exterior was of gold and jade, but within were only scraps of straw. Slowly, the reflection in the mirror began to sneer at him.

The cold afternoon scene seemed to show an evil, filthy, greedy and gradually decaying soul, slowly devouring him.

Let's forgive each other, okay

"Achoo!" Tong Yimo covered her mouth and nose, sneezed, then quickly grabbed a tissue with her other hand, got up and went to the bathroom.

Cold Night sunk his gaze into his plate, quietly eating by himself. But unintentionally, his hand seemed to act on its own, picking up the remote and raising the temperature of the central air conditioning a bit.

Only after dinner did he inquire about the reason for her overtime tonight.

Tong Yimo was washing the dishes while smiling and saying cheerfully, "I want to finish the project in my hands as soon as possible, then I'm going to Zhulang."

Cold Night asked quietly, "Is this what Ajing meant"

"No, he doesn't know. Just... I want to go and be with him!" Tong Yimo blushed and smiled, her eyes shining with the naive light of youth.

In the cold night, Chen didn't intentionally probe further, his eyes dimming as he said nothing more.

After tidying up, Tong Yimo came down the spiral staircase. With her ten fingers spread apart and alternatingly crossing each other, she walked to Leng Yeshen who was sitting at his desk.

Leng Yechen was watching a finance management learning video, and when he saw Tong Yimo coming over from the corner of his eye, he paused the video.

"Big brother, it's just... me..."

"The innermost room in the upstairs closet, it's all brand new clothes that I've never worn. You can pick one at random to wear first. The linen cabinet next to the washing machine is the drying cupboard. You sleep on the upstairs bed tonight, and I'll sleep on the sofa downstairs. Any other questions" Leng Yechen didn't wait for Tong Yimo to finish speaking before clearly stating everything.

Tong Yimo was speechless, she hesitated for a moment before weakly replying: "Then I won't disturb Big Brother's studies."

In the cold night, Chen Dian opened the video and continued his studies, appearing calm and composed. However, his heart was pounding like a drum inside him.

Tong Yimo realized that she had always been very uncomfortable in front of her older brother, while her older brother... seemed to not take her seriously at all.

After taking a deep breath, Tong Yimo warned herself not to overthink things.

The big brother loved Su Manxue, but for her, he only regarded her as a younger sister because of the day view.

After giving herself countless psychological suggestions, Tong Yimo felt her mind and body were much more relaxed. She then opened her heart and went to the closet to take Leng Yechen's shirt as pajamas, before going to the bathroom to shower and wash clothes.

After Leng Yechen finished studying, he turned off his computer and went to take a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw the blanket had fallen to the floor beside the bed, so he walked over to pick it up.

At this time, Tong Yimo who was asleep in bed was completely unaware. Perhaps because her blanket had slipped off, a slight chill came over her. She unconsciously rolled over, turning sideways and curling up her legs.

His shirt, like a nightgown, draped lightly over her. But because she was leaning sideways, the hem rose slightly, revealing snowy white thighs and rounded peach hips, forming a beautiful landscape that entered his line of sight.

Cold night subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, breathing heavily for a moment. He paused, holding the blanket in his hand, then hurriedly covered Tong Yimo with it, blocking the breathtaking view.

Looking at her sleeping face again, the moonlight outside cast a layer of hazy radiance on her.

Her skin was as white as snow, smooth and lustrous like jade. Her small mouth curved into a tranquil and beautiful arc.

In the cold night, Leng Ye reached out his hand and gently stroked Tong Yimo's jet-black bangs, lovingly sliding them past her ear. He pulled a strand of blue silk to his lips and lightly kissed it on her hair.

This was clearly his last breath...

This is clearly a lover right in front of me...

Every time he wanted to hug her, every time he wanted to kiss her, he could only suppress these feelings without a trace.

Withheld love is the most painful kind of love.

Cold Night Chen raised his hand, strands of hair slowly sliding from his palm and gently fluttering back onto Tong Yimo's shoulder.

The silken thread bracelet on his wrist was still there, cut from her hair by his own hand, yet she was no longer his.

In the cold night, Chen sank painfully turned and left. After going downstairs, he lay on the sofa for a long time without sleep.

Yi Mo said, she was going to look for Ajing.

AJing is on a business trip, and Yi Mo is accompanying him...

Every night thereafter, Yimo would lie in Ajing's embrace and fall asleep.

The more he thought about it, the more Leng Yeshen suddenly found himself jealous of his younger brother, Leng Zhejing.

But, besides jealousy, what else could he have

To have nothing and be able to do nothing...

Throughout the entire night, Leng Ye Chen tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Upstairs, Tong Yimo was sleeping soundly.

The next day, morning.

After waking up, Tong Yimo washed her face and brushed her teeth. She changed into the clothes she had washed and dried the night before. Then, she started making breakfast for herself and her older brother Leng Yesen.

When she finished breakfast, she quietly went downstairs and found that Big Brother Leng Yechen was still asleep. So she went back upstairs, ate her breakfast first, and then left a note for Big Brother Leng Yechen, took her bag and left the CEO's office.

Last night, she was the last one to leave, this morning, she was the first one to arrive at the office.

Tong Yimo was full of energy and continued to work on her design drawings. She estimated that she could hand in the design draft this afternoon.

After sleeping soundly through the cold night, he woke up to find it was already 10 am.

Zheng Zhongwei had been working in his assistant's office for most of the day, but he didn't wake him up. Seeing Leng Ye sink awake, he got up from behind his desk and reported today's schedule while holding a tablet computer.

Leng Ye nodded, got up from the sofa and went upstairs. After washing up in the bathroom, he saw the wrinkled shirt on the bed, remembering that it was the one Yi Mo had worn last night. He walked over, picked it up and put it on directly.

Suddenly, he remembered what Yimo had said.

She said she was going to see the scenery...

Thinking of this, Leng Yechen frowned slightly unhappily, picked up his phone, and called the head of the design department again.

Tong Yimo had been busy all day, and finally before the end of her workday in the afternoon, she submitted the design draft to her manager.

Just as she was about to ask her manager for a week's vacation, the manager pulled out another file and handed it to her, instructing her to finish the renovation design for this client.

"Minister, I might not have time to finish this, because, I want to request a leave of absence," Tong Yimo looked at the documents the Minister handed over, but didn't take them. Instead, she stood in front of the Minister's desk and nodded.

The department head looked up at Tong Yimo with a glance, then simply threw the documents on the table. With a stern expression, he said, "The company's rules and regulations clearly state that except for marriage, death, or other special circumstances, leave requests will not be approved casually. This period of time is precisely when our department is focused on meeting performance goals, yet you want to take leave!"

"I..." Tong Yimo was just about to explain.

The minister reprimanded again, "Don't think that just because you're the sister of our cold Boss, you can do whatever you want. Since you can work in Leng Group, then you must be serious and responsible for your work!"

"I understand." Tong Yimo picked up the documents on the table, weakly replied, nodded slightly to the minister, and then turned to leave the minister's office.

Qi Lingyun saw Tong Yi coming out of the department head's office with a sullen face, so she quickly got up and went over to her, taking her to the tea room. As she poured tea, she comforted, "Did the department head not approve your leave Don't take it to heart. With your relationship, you can go directly to your big brother!"

"Like this...isn't that a bit off" Tong Yimo blinked and asked.

Qi Lingyun grinned: "What's so bad about it, he's your brother! Isn't it true that brothers love their sisters dearly Asking your elder brother for leave is much more effective than asking the minister."

Tong Yimo looked at Qi Lingyun, but only smiled faintly, absentmindedly replying: "I'll try!"

This afternoon, she left work on time.

After Tong Yimo left the office and walked out of the building, her older brother Leng Yechen's luxurious car was already waiting for her in the front yard.

The driver saw Tong Yimo come out and immediately got out of the driver's seat, opening the back door for her.

Tong Yimo hugged her handbag and sat down, glancing at her older brother Leng Yeshen, while also recalling Qi Lingyun's advice from the beginning.

Big Brother is the president of Lengshi Group, which makes him her superior in every way. He's not only her boss but also the boss of her department head.

So, Big Brother's words are like the Emperor's commands; a Minister shouldn't disobey, right

But at this moment, Tong Yimo didn't know how to tell her older brother that she wanted to take a leave of absence.

After the car door closed, it started moving slowly, and the atmosphere inside was as serene as usual.

Tong Yimo fell silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and glanced at Leng Yechen. Seeing him leaning against the car window with his eyes closed, she felt too embarrassed to disturb him, so she could only obediently shut up.

All the way back to her private residence, Tong Yimo did not find an opportunity to speak up.

After dinner at home, Leng Yechen went out with Lian Huasheng again, and Tong Yimo didn't have a chance to speak. She was so depressed.

At this moment, Leng Yecheng and Lian Huasheng were both out, and Su Manxue began to act arrogant again.

Tong Yimò had just finished helping Aunt Liu with the housework and returned to her room to prepare for a bath and sleep. Just at the door of her room, she was stopped by Su Manxue.

Without any reason or warning, Su Manxue raised her hand and slapped Tong Yimo, catching her completely off guard. The impact of the slap was so intense that she bit her cheek, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Tong Yimo covered her cheek in pain, glaring at Su Manxue with anger in her heart.

Su Manxue stood tall, arms crossed, and coldly sneered: "Last night, you, with a face identical to mine, seduced Ye Chen, checked into a hotel room, and didn't come home all night, wasn't it"

"Su Manxue, your thoughts are so filthy!" Tong Yimo retorted angrily.

Su Manxue angrily grabbed Tong Yimo's collar, pulling her in front of her. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent as she roared, "Do I have dirty thoughts Humph! Tong Yimo, you despicable woman, are you afraid to admit it You're already married to Leng Zhjing, yet you still want to cheat on him with Ye Shen Tonight, when Ye Shen came back, I smelled your scent on him. You're wearing the same clothes from yesterday, and you said you didn't go to his room last night! Ye Shen loves me, every time we meet he wants to be intimate with me. But coincidentally, you look exactly like me. So you took advantage of his love for me and seduced him, didn't you"

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