Yimo to the rooftop. After she closed the attic door, she turned off her own earphones and said anxiously, "Yimo, what you need to do now is to deny that you are Leng Yechen's woman.""Do you know Leng...An hour later, the two people's finished products were served on the table.

Liang Yimo made a dish of beef stir-fried with cilantro, while Leng Zhuxiang made a fish dish that Liang Yimo couldn't name.

"This dish is called Steamed Mandarin Fish, the signature dish of the Imperial Feast!" Leng Zhujing's mouth twitched slightly.

Liang Yimo stared at Leng Zhujing in surprise, blushing as she pulled the dish she had made to her front.

"Let's share the dishes we made." Leng Zhujing put her own dishes in front of Liang Yimo.

Then, he took away the "Scallion-Stir-Fried Beef" Liang Yimo had made and started eating it with chopsticks.

"Mmm, delicious!" Leng Zhujing said, giving a thumbs up in praise.

Liang Yimo pursed her lips, picked up her chopsticks, and put a piece of fish into her mouth.

Her eyes rolled, she chewed slowly, and looked at Leng Zhujing with disbelief.

"What's wrong Don't you like it" Leng Zhujing asked worriedly.

Liang Yimo shook her head hurriedly: "No... what you did is just like the chef in a hotel, your cooking skills... are amazing!"

She was just a little ashamed. As a man, he could cook better than she, a woman who cooked every day.

"Thank you for the compliments!" said Leng Zhujing with a delighted smile.

"Do you often cook" Liang Yimo asked tentatively.

Lán Zhǔjǐng slightly shrugged, indicating that he rarely cooked.

"It's such a shame you're not a chef!" Liang Yimo teased.

Leng Zhucheng smiled and replied, "I just treat cooking as a hobby."

Treat cooking as a hobby! In other words, is cooking just one of his leisure activities during his downtime

No wonder...

This time, Liang Yimo understood. She was cooking only to fill her stomach.

And he cooks in the cold afternoon because of his personal interests and hobbies.

So, the difference between the two people lies here.

"I don't have much education, and I'm not as interested in culture as you are..." Liang Yimo lowered her head bashfully and murmured softly.

Leng Zhujing mistook himself as having spoken the wrong words and hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean that... I just want... to be able to cook their favorite dishes for my wife and children every day in the future..."

As soon as he spoke, Liang Yimo suddenly raised her head, her heart pounding.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere around them grew subtly charged.

Liang Yimo was the first to come back to her senses, stammering as she lifted her rice bowl and shoved rice into her mouth.

Cold Noon gazed at her bashful expression, a knowing smile involuntarily playing on his lips.

After lunch, Liang Yimo saw that it was almost time, so she said goodbye to Leng Zhujing: "Today, thank you for your warm hospitality. I should go home now. I went missing for a night, I think my brother might be worried!"

"You can take the elevator directly to the eighth floor, then you'll be at your brother's place." Leng Zhubing reminded kindly.

Liang Yimo was stunned for a moment, as if suddenly realizing something: "This is..."

"Yes, I actually live in the same apartment building as your brother!" Leng Zhujing smiled knowingly.

Liang Yimo blushed and smiled: "What a coincidence!"

"Last night, I originally wanted to send you back to your brother's house, but if I sent you back to your brother's house, you would only be able to sleep on the couch. I don't want to make you uncomfortable sleeping on the couch, so I had no choice but to bring you back to my place. That's how things went. I hope you don't mind." Leng Zhujing explained warmly and politely.

Liang Yimo's heart blossomed with joy, she wouldn't mind at all, she was too excited.

There's no denying she has a good feeling about Leng Zhucheng, this big warm guy.

To sum up, thank you very much for your concern! I'll go first then.

"I'll take you to the elevator!"

"No, no! I can go down myself!"

Facing the man who had a good impression of her, Liang Yimo was suddenly at a loss for words and could only blushingly escape.

Leng Zhuxiang watched Liang Yimo's departing figure, he couldn't help but smile. He turned and entered the house, then called his assistant Zhao Bin.

"General Leng, what are your orders" Zhao Bin asked after answering the phone.

"Abin, you tell the HR people that if a girl named Liang Yimo comes for an interview... As for the internship salary issue... you have the HR people agree to whatever Liang Yimo says. Whatever she asks for, they need to agree."

"Yes, General Leng."

"Also, there's one more thing. Our company has a rule forbidding employees from dating each other, right"

"Yes!"

"Is there a rule against employees dating the boss"

"No, no!"

"That's good enough!" Leng Zhujing said with a smile upon hearing this.

On the phone, Zhao Bin was completely puzzled. What was wrong with his CEO today At noontime, asking him these nonsensical questions.

"Cold General, do you have anything else to command" Zhao Bin continued to ask.

Leng Zhujing thought about it and felt that there was nothing else to do, so she hung up the phone with Zhao Bin.

After Liang Yimo knocked on the door, her sister-in-law, Tang Qianxi, opened it for her.

Tang Qianxi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when she saw Liang Yimo safely return.

"Sister-in-law."

"It's good that you're back safe! You really are something else, having a boyfriend in Binjiang City and not even letting me or your brother know." Tang Qianxi mumbled.

Liang Yimo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Leng Zhui had said to her at the beginning. Only then did she understand what Tang Qianxi meant by "boyfriend".

Originally, Liang Yimo wanted to explain to Tang Qianxi that Leng Zhujing was not her boyfriend. But then she felt it wasn't appropriate.

After much deliberation, Liang Yimo found herself unable to reach a satisfactory conclusion from either side. She could only remain silent.

"By the way, this is your pay from yesterday's gig, and here's your tip!"

After murmuring Liang Yimo's name, Tang Qianxi turned and entered the house. When she came out, she was holding one thousand yuan in her hand.

As she spoke, she stuffed something into Liang Yimo's hand.

Seeing this pink thousand dollars, Liang Yimo was astonished. At Ye Mei Entertainment City, just singing for one night could earn this much!

Tang Qianxi saw Liang Yimo looking dumbfounded, and casually added, "This is just a small amount! There were even female singers who slept with clients before! They made much more money back then!"

Accompany, sleep together...

Liang Yimo came back to her senses, blushing and swallowing nervously.

No wonder Leng Zhugjing said that Ye Mei Entertainment City wasn't suitable for her to go, now I see.

"Are you still coming tonight" Tang Qianxi asked again.

Liang Yimo hurriedly shook her head.

Tang Qianxi smiled knowingly: "Is it because your boyfriend doesn't allow it"

"I got a job!" To prevent Tang Qianxi from constantly hovering around Leng Zhuxiang, Liang Yimo proactively changed the subject.

"So fast" Tang Qianxi felt a little incredulous.

Back then, when she first arrived in Binjiang City, if it weren't for Liang Xiangru's support, she would have long since given up and returned home obediently.

Liang Yimo smiled and nodded.

She didn't want to steer the conversation towards Leng Zhujing, but Tang Qianxi was inexplicably interested in her "boyfriend".

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