knowingly: "Huasheng is home. You and Huasheng can eat slowly.""Alright!" Tong Yimo slightly tilted her head, pouting her lips in dissatisfaction.He said he would spend the day with her, but he didn'...He only pitied Yimo, he wasn't truly in love with her.

Ji Siyan's heart was filled with joy, her eyebrows curved and her lips blushed, a hint of intoxication coloring her smile. She reached out and hooked her fingers around Leng Zhujing's neck, softly saying, "From now on, I will get along harmoniously with Yimo."

Her thoughts were simple, all she needed to do was make him happy, it was more important than anything else she could be doing right now.

Cold midday light is now her only bet, her investment, all for the gamble of her own future.

Ji Siyan closed her eyes, wanting to let her thoughts fly freely.

For him, she would do anything!

Even though she initially wavered between the cold day scene and the cold night scene, in the end, she chose the cold day scene.

The moment Leng Zhuxi closed his eyes, all he could think about was Tong Yimo's figure.

With love...

He thought about Yimo constantly...

Every smile and every frown of Yimo, the warmth and softness of her body.

But, gradually...

He clasped hands with Yimo, swearing to be together until death.

At last, Yi Mo let go of his hand and said to him, "We can't go back..."

Yimo, have we truly gone too far to return

When Leng Zhujing came to his senses, he saw the woman before him was Ji Siyan. Looking at her alluring and charming appearance, his eyes gradually deepened into a dark and profound abyss.

Si Yan changed…

She was no longer the same naive Ji Siyan who simply liked him.

To be more precise, it's that she is no longer the person he once loved.

If it weren't for this period of time together, perhaps Siyan would forever remain the white moonlight in his heart, a memory worth cherishing. After all, she had once shown him her most beautiful side.

But now, he knew in his heart that she was using the guise of loving him to spy on the Leng Corporation.

After all, in Binjiang City, only the Qi Group and their Leng Group are mortal enemies.

Whenever the Leng Group tries to get involved in a project, the Ji Group will always interfere and sabotage it.

The Ji family has ambition, but Leng Zhujing has even more. The Ji family wants to swallow the Leng Corporation, while he, Leng Zhujing, wants to take advantage of the situation when the two sides are fighting.

Leng Zhujing had always harbored ambition, but Ji Siyan was the catalyst that caused it to blossom within him.

Just as the couple finished their intimate moments, Leng Zhuxi's phone rang at an inopportune time.

Ji Siyan subconsciously stole a glance at Leng Zhulang's phone screen on the bedside table. The two words "Yimo" stung her heart as always.

Leng Zhuxi calmly picked up her phone and answered the call.

"Daylight, I'm starting my first day at the headquarters today. Everyone is really nice to me!" Tong Yimo's voice was sweet with a smile, and you could tell she was in a good mood.

"Well, I told my eldest brother to take good care of you. You're at headquarters now, so you won't encounter the kind of things that happened in the design department at Tianli Real Estate before." Leng Zhicheng pursed his thin lips, unconsciously raising a faint arc.

Every move he made, Ji Siyan saw in her eyes, and pain was in her heart.

"Well, everyone's been very good to me. But I cooked for my older brother again today! He said he was hungry and hadn't had lunch, and he doesn't like eating takeout. He insisted that I cook for him." Tong Yimo complained while venting to Leng Zhujing.

Leng Zhujing chuckled and comforted, "Big brother is still as stubborn as ever! Forget it! For the sake of him telling his subordinates to look after you at the company, I won't hold a grudge against him!"

"Daylight, when are you coming back I... I miss you!" Tong Yimo's voice was a little weaker, but it was still sweet like honey, making people feel very comfortable listening to it.

Remember the hot afternoon, Yi Mo's singing voice was also very nice to hear, but I didn't expect that on the phone, her shy voice was so intoxicating.

Sitting beside her, Ji Siyan's eyes were wide with amazement.

From when did he start being so open with her, even flirting shamelessly with "Yi Mo" in front of her!

Perhaps, she indulged him herself!

She said she was willing to be his mistress, willing to accept whatever he offered, and willing to tolerate his marriage.

Ji Siyan thought she could open her mind and accept this, but after all, she wasn't a woman from ancient times. She couldn't tolerate the man she liked being with another woman.

"I'll be back as soon as I'm done, gotta go." Leng Zhujing ended the call in a few short words.

In his peripheral vision, Ji Siyan's face changed color. Therefore, he had realized that Ji Siyan's feelings might have taken a strange turn.

"Siyan, if... you can't accept the fact that I'm married, then let's end this now." Leng Zhujing said calmly.

Ji Siyan came to her senses, shifted her body, and nestled in Leng Zhulang's arms, whispering softly: "A-Jing, I'm not a saint... loving you is why I have selfishness. I hope you only belong to me. But... I will accept Emi. A-Jing, rest assured. My existence, I won't let Emi know. Since A-Jing feels sorry for her, then I will pity her too. I'll treat her like my own younger sister."

"Achoo!"

Tong Yimo sneezed, rubbed her nose, and stood at the main entrance of Lengshi Group Building, looking up at the gloomy sky.

Is it going to rain

She just got off work and called Leng Zhujing, even though she was holding the most excited mood to share her joy with him, but on his end, Zhujing always seemed very indifferent to her.

Tong Yimo lowered her head in some dejection, and at this moment, the sky began to drizzle, as if God was also shedding tears of sympathy for her sorrow.

"Get in the car!"

Just as Tong Yimo was feeling dejected, the rear door of a black Maybach luxury car suddenly opened.

"Big brother"

Tong Yimo slightly bent down and glanced at the person in the car who was commanding her.

She remembered, her elder brother's ride was a domineering SUV...

Big brother, did you change cars!

"It's me, getting on the car." Leng Yechen said lightly.

Tong Yimo saw the person clearly, and then crawled into the car and closed the door, sitting beside Leng Yechen.

The driver pressed the gas pedal, and the streamlined car body glided forward smoothly.

The spacious interior of the car was filled with an oppressive silence. The two passengers in the back seat did not speak, a palpable tension hanging between them.

When Tong Yimo placed her hand on the saddle, Leng Yechen also involuntarily took his hand down. Their fingertips touched each other unintentionally.

As if struck by electricity, Tong Yimo sat upright with a solemn expression. She kept a certain distance from Leng Yeshen, quickly retracting her hand and crossing her arms on her lap, lightly clutching the hem of her skirt. Her mind and body felt strangely uncomfortable.

She stole a glance at him with the corner of her eye.

In the cold night, Leng Yechen's handsome and extraordinary face was expressionless. His delicate thin lips were tightly pursed, showing no joy or anger, making it difficult to fathom his thoughts.

Tong Yi Mo vaguely felt a cool breath quietly spreading from him to the surrounding area.

He sat on his lofty throne like a noble and reserved king, in silent majesty.

The rain fell intermittently, continuing until nightfall.

A luxury car drove into the secluded mansion in the cold, dark night.

As the car came to a stop on the cold night, by the time she pushed open the door and stepped out, a deep blue umbrella had appeared above her head.

Tong Yi Mo looked up at the large umbrella, her gaze following it downwards.

On Leng Yechen's exceptionally handsome face, his cold eyebrows and pale lips remained expressionless.

Such a breathtakingly handsome face that it made everything around him seem like a dream, so stunning it was almost suffocating.

He remained composed and unfazed, no matter what he did in front of her, yet she appeared flustered and awkward.

Tong Yimo felt embarrassed to have Leng Yeshen hold an umbrella for her, so she raised her hand, placed her handbag on top of her head, and rushed up the stairs.

At this moment, the door just opened. Su Manxue came out holding an umbrella and saw Tong Yimo was drenched from the rain. She hurried forward to hold the umbrella for her.

"Yimo, be careful not to catch a cold from the rain!" Su Manxue said softly and considerately.

Her words gave Tong Yimo a feeling that she had returned to the time when the two of them used to get along well.

Cold Night, calm and composed, walked behind. He ascended the stairs step by step, with a steady and graceful gait.

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