ven o'clock in the evening, her right eyelid kept twitching. As the saying goes, "left eye jump for wealth, right eye jump for disaster", will something happen to YimoJi Yushan couldn't help but get u...Leng Zhuxiang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and declined: "No, I have something to do tonight."

"It's her back, isn't it" Ji Siyan asked with a sad expression.

Lán Zhùjǐng pursed her lips and nodded.

Since he told her that he was already married, he had no longer concealed anything about Yi Mo from her.

Instead, he secretly kept in touch with his first love, Fan Xian.

Actually, this isn't really hiding anything from Yimo!

He had never mentioned Ji Siyan to Yimo.

Ji Siyan looked at Leng Zhuyang, just wanting to tentatively ask him when he divorced that someone named Yi Mo, but she held back from asking.

She warned herself inwardly that at this crucial moment, she had to keep her cool and not pressure Ajing too much.

Moreover, these days, Ah Jing treated her like a lover.

They had done everything they should have done, and everything they shouldn't have done. Hand in hand, embracing, kissing, going to bed—it was all there.

"Well, then! Let's make plans another day." Ji Siyan forced a smile and turned to leave.

Liang Zhujing didn't think too much, she returned to her office alone.

Just as Ji Siyan's elevator reached the first floor, Leng Yechen's designated elevator also arrived simultaneously.

Both of them almost stepped out of the elevator at the same time, but Ji Siyan took a step ahead of Leng Yeshen.

Cold night sank only saw Ji Siyan's side face and back.

Ji Siyan didn't notice Leng Yechen.

After Leng Ye Chen stepped out of the elevator, he couldn't help but recall the woman who had just exited with him.

Actually, the first time President Ji invited him to dinner, Leng Yeshen felt that President Ji's daughter, Ji Siyan, was very familiar. After so long, he suddenly remembered why he felt she looked familiar when they first met.

Although it had been five years, if he remembered correctly, Ji Siyan was Ajing's first love girlfriend!

Is this Ji Siyan coming to find Ajing again

Leng Yechen couldn't help but furrow his brows. Recently, he felt like he was overthinking things.

He cared whether Ji Siyan was here to find his younger brother Ajing purely because of Tong Yimo.

Once upon a time, Ajing had deep feelings for Ji Siyan...

Although Ajing is now married to Yimò, has he truly let go of Jì Sīyán in his heart

Does Yimoh know about Ji Siyan's situation

Will A Jing still have feelings for Ji Si Yan

"Young Master, Mr. Yuan has invited you to have dinner together at the Huashi Hotel later," Assistant Zheng Zhongwei's words pulled back Leng Yecheng's thoughts about Tong Yimo from his mind.

As expected, whenever it came to Tong Yimo, he couldn't calm down.

With all my heart, I hope you will find happiness. That's all that truly matters...

"Good." Leng Yechen came back to his senses, replying faintly.

When one person's heart is thinking of another, the image of that person will often appear in their mind unintentionally.

Cold night sat in the back seat, silently looking out the car window.

Unintentionally, he saw a figure walking by the roadside that haunted his dreams.

... in tears.

To reach Huashi Hotel, you will definitely pass by Dili Apartments, which belong to the Leng Group.

Tong Yimo carried two large bags of groceries she had just bought from the supermarket, hurrying home.

"Stop!" Leng Yechen suddenly commanded.

The driver immediately stopped the car.

Regardless of anything, Leng Ye Chen got straight out of the car.

"Achoo!" Tong Yimo sneezed for no apparent reason.

I don't know who it is who's been muttering about her!

Tong Yi Mo subconsciously rubbed her nose. Just as she was about to continue walking forward, she felt a light feeling in her hand and someone took the thing from her.

"Big brother! Brother!"

Tong Yimò was startled and raised her head, looking at Leng Yeshen who had appeared beside her at some point.

Two big bags of ingredients were light for Leng Yechen, but they were indeed a bit heavy for Tong Yimo.

At a glance, it's clear that the family refrigerator must be empty. Otherwise, Tong Yimò wouldn't buy so much food to take back home.

"I'll send you home." Leng Yechen said lightly, then turned and walked forward.

Tong Yimo came back to her senses and hurriedly chased after him, saying with an embarrassed face: "Big brother, I can do it myself!"

"Your hands are all red from gripping so tightly, take a break!" Leng Yechen's voice was still cold.

It was only then that Tong Yimo subconsciously looked at her own hands and found that the area where her palms met her fingers was indeed red.

Big brother he...

That's too detailed!

So, Su Manxue married a very considerate man!!

Hey, wait a minute, what's she thinking

"Big brother, wait for me!"

In the cold night, Leng Ye's steps were large. Tong Yimo called out while hurrying to keep up.

After arriving at the doorstep, Tong Yimo took her things back from Leng Yeshen's hand and smiled at him, saying, "Big brother, let's have dinner together!"

"No, I have something else to do." Leng Yechen said lightly, turning and leaving without any reluctance.

Tong Yimo hurriedly waved goodbye: "Big brother, goodbye!"

But, her farewell, Leng Yechen ignored and left directly.

Tong Yimo suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Is she really as self-absorbed as my brother said

My big brother probably took care of her because she looks a lot like Su Manxue.

Well, that must be it. Big brother only sees her as a little sister.

Tong Yimo thought of this, a slight smile appeared on her lips. It's really good to have an older brother looking after her.

Just like when she was a child, Liang Xiangru doted on her everywhere.

Tong Yimo was preparing vegetables after cooking dinner when the sound of someone opening the door in the living room startled her.

She thought it was a thief, so she picked up the broom from the kitchen and tiptoed to the kitchen door.

When a dark shadow walked into the kitchen door, Tong Yimo had just raised her broom. After seeing clearly who it was, she hurriedly put the broom down and hid it behind her.

"You, you're back..." Tong Yimo smiled awkwardly, her cheeks flushed with two patches of crimson, making her smile look rather adorable.

"Do you want to murder your husband, huh" Leng Zhujing said jokingly.

Tong Yi Mo hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands: "No, not!"

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I don't come home often, making you think someone broke into the house!" Leng Zhujing suddenly placed his hand on Tong Yimo's head and rubbed it gently.

Tong Yimo nodded in satisfaction: "I understand and sympathize that you're busy."

Looking at Tong Yimo's well-behaved appearance, Leng Zhujing felt a sense of guilt for the first time.

Such a good girl, how could he bear to do this to her

And at this moment, in Tong Yimo's eyes, Leng Zhulang was her sun.

If one day, this "sun" were to disappear, her world would certainly be plunged into darkness.

"I'll cook with you." Leng Zhujing then changed the subject.

Tong Yi Mo nodded happily.

This was the happiest meal she'd had in ages.

After dinner, Tong Yimo cleaned up the dining room and kitchen, then went to take a shower.

In order to catch her favorite TV drama on a certain channel at 8 PM, she came out of the shower and sat on the sofa directly with her wet, long hair hanging down.

Since she was used to watching TV alone at home, she set the volume very loud. Every day, she would do this and forget to turn it down.

During the time she wasn't at home, Leng Zhujing probably never touched the television!

Hearing the sound of the television from the living room, which was too loud for him to concentrate on reading, Leng Zhuxiang walked out of his study.

Leng Zhujing came into the living room and saw Tong Yimo only wearing a bathrobe, with her long wet hair cascading down her shoulders. So he turned around and went to the bedroom to get a hairdryer.

Tong Yimo was completely engrossed, not expecting Leng Zuojing to suddenly appear before her, startling her.

She almost instinctively reacted, picking up the remote control and turning the volume down.

Leng Zhujing smiled, then squatted down, pressing the button on the ground plug to turn it on.

"I'll blow your hair."

He said gently.

Tong Yimo looked at Leng Zhujing in astonishment and nodded silently.

Cold Day opened the hair dryer and stood beside Tong Yimo, very thoughtfully blowing her hair.

Her long hair was incredibly smooth, wet and silky, clinging to the snow-white skin of her neck.

To be honest, Tong Yimo is actually very beautiful, and she's the kind of beauty that gets more stunning over time.

Her brows are like willow branches, her eyes like stars, her lips are rosy and her teeth are white, her skin is so delicate that it can be broken by a puff of air.

When her long hair was half-dry, Leng Zhujing turned off the hairdryer and cupped her cheeks.

Gradually, he couldn't help himself and bent down.

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