low you, Father, to be so domineering and interfere with my freedom of love!”"I'm doing this for your own good. I don't want you to end up marrying the wrong person." Leng Ye said calmly.Tong Yimo nod...The phrase "waiting for her to come back and tell him about the divorce" sent a shiver down Leng Yechen's spine. 。Suddenly, he tasted for the first time what it was like to feel insecure in a relationship. 。Leng Yechen abruptly put down the work in his hand and strode out. 。He suddenly left without a word, leaving Lian Huasheng quite baffled. 。Australia, on a farm somewhere 。Beyond the wooden railing of the restaurant lay a vast expanse of emerald green grassland. In the distance, a herd of black and white Holstein cows grazed, while a few Australian cattle dogs herded them playfully. 。At this moment, Tong Yimo was sitting at a wooden table, holding a knife and fork to cut into a well-done steak. 。But on the table, there were still five steaks of different degrees of doneness: “zero, one, three, five, seven.” 。Qin Lie sat opposite Tong Yimo. There was a half-cooked steak on his plate. While he was cutting the steak himself, he still joked with Tong Yimo: "Yimo, do you know The first time Yan'er and I came here to eat steak, Yan'er also ordered a well-done one." 。

Yānr said to me that in China, many people when they go to a Western restaurant and order steak, they always order it more than medium-rare, like Westerners do.

Otherwise, you'll feel like you've downgraded. 。Little did they know, the doneness of steak is simply a matter of personal preference in terms of texture in foreign countries. There's no saying which level of doneness tastes best. 。"It's just that I don't understand why it becomes the best when cooked to seven minutes done when it gets to them." 。

Since Yaner doesn't like things that are undercooked, she always orders well-done.

But you can try the taste of other donenesses of steak, and see which one you like best. 。These days, for every meal—breakfast, lunch, and dinner—Tong Yimo has been eating with Qin Lie. This is because only Qin Lie knows where to find delicious local specialties in Australia. However, they follow an AA system... 。Qin Lie didn't know what was wrong with him. Lately, he always saw Ying'er's shadow in Tong Yimo. 。Her preferences, and some of her opinions on things, are very similar to those of Yan'er. 。Just as Tong Yimo was about to say something to Qin Lie, her gaze fell on the back of Qin Lie and she was stunned. 。Before Qin Lie could react, a dark figure suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision, pulling up the chair beside him and sitting down. 。"Waiter, I'd like a well-done steak." 。The man beckoned to the waiter and spoke in fluent American English. 。Qin Lie cast a sideways glance at the man, before he could react, he heard Tong Yimo weakly call out, "Big brother" 。" Wow, it's Mo Fei's older brother! Qin Lie recovered from his shock and smiled at Leng Ye Chen in Chinese: "Big Brother, hello" 。“ Cold Night sank his gaze on Tong Yimo, completely ignoring Qin Lie. His sharp black eyes were fixed on her as he coldly stated, “Explain yourself.” 。" He was stunned for a moment, glanced at Qin Lie, and grinned: "He's my husband" 。"With a 'hiss,' Qin Lie quickly covered his mouth and coughed violently. " 。Tong Yi Mo hurriedly handed Qin Lie a cup of water. 。Qin Lie took a sip of water, swallowed the steak in his mouth, and patted himself on the chest to catch his breath. 。"You guys have been having fun this time, haven't you" Leng Yechen asked calmly. 。Tong Yimo, however, listened and always felt that there was a hint of sourness to his words. 。Brother, aren't you jealous Qin Lie's position suddenly became awkward. 。Yimò told him from the beginning that she was married, but he just didn't believe her. 。What's more, during the time he knew her, he never saw her husband call or text her, which made him even more suspicious that she was lying to him. 。Even when the man finally appeared, he still looked at Tong Yimò with suspicion. 。Yi Mo, you couldn't just be some random man who came here pretending to be your husband to fool me, could you — Qin Lie 。Qin Lie took out his phone and quietly sent a text message to Tong Yimo. 。Tong Yimo glanced at the phone on the table. After seeing the content in the barrage, she smiled and said to Qin Lie: "He is really my husband, the behind-the-scenes boss of Lengshi Group." 。"Oh! You're Cold Big Boss, right!" Qin Lie beamed a big smile and immediately stood up, extending his hand to Leng Yechen amiably. "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you." 。In order to maintain decorum, Leng Yechen also stood up, took Qin Lie's hand, and smiled: "It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Qin." 。Without any introduction, he knew his last name was "Qin". 。It seems he is truly listening to her every move. 。Tong Yimo pouted, feeling a pang of disappointment. 。Anyway, this meal was particularly awkward. 。As they were leaving, Qin Lie handed Cold Yechen his business card and expressed his hope for future cooperation opportunities with the Leng Group. 。Cold Night readily agreed. 。Qin Lie was also quite tactful and found an excuse to leave early. 。On the way back to the homestay, sitting in the same taxi with Leng Yechen, Tong Yimo felt the atmosphere was very oppressive. 。She always felt like he was angry, but she also felt like he wasn't angry, just jealous. 。After a long silence, Tong Yimo finally broke the tension: "I absolutely didn't do anything wrong to you!" 。hed putting away the water and was in the process of taking her clothes off when a sudden “creak” from the wooden window startled her. Before she could even scream, someone covered her mouth from behi...