ings. If their love was meant to be, they'd click instantly, their hearts merging into one. That's what true love is all about.This is exactly what Leng Ye Chen wanted, so he endured it all. He would...Ji Siyan thought to herself, shouldn't she take advantage of this opportunity now that she and Leng Zhujing were alone together in a room She should take the initiative to walk over to him, sit on his lap, hug his neck, and kiss him on the lips

But with Leng Zhui's current attitude towards her, if she did this, he would definitely despise her.

Ji Siyan thought about it and decided to stop there, continuing to operate her laptop and work on the design drafts.

After washing up in the bathroom, Tong Yimo came out and found Leng Zhicheng hadn't returned home yet. Worried about him, she called him.

At this moment, at this time, Leng Zhujing's phone vibrated, piquing Jisi Yan's curiosity.

Because there was still a glass partition between her and Leng Zhujing, Ji Siyan could only vaguely hear Leng Zhujing's gentle voice saying: "Hmm, I'll be right back!"

Right after that, Leng Zhujing hung up the phone and started packing away the papers on her desk and closing her laptop.

When he came out with his briefcase in hand, he saw that the lights were still on in the secretary's office. Only then did he realize that Qi Siyan was still at her desk there.

Ji Siyan saw Leng Zhujing about to leave, so she quickly saved her file, closed her computer, and said goodbye to him: "I'll go downstairs with you."

She didn't expect Leng Zhujing to pay any attention to her, but unexpectedly, he actually stopped for her.

However, he was only doing so out of concern for her safety as the only woman in the office.

Ji Siyan finished packing her things, slung her handbag over her shoulder, and followed Leng Zhujing into the elevator.

In the enclosed space, it was the faint scent of her perfume that hung in the air.

To his astonishment, Leng Zhulang discovered that the perfume Ji Siyan was wearing was the cheap bottle he had gifted her five years ago when they were madly in love.

This taste, he will never forget it.

I never thought I would have the chance to smell it again.

After the elevator arrived at a floor, Leng Zhuxiang stepped out first. At the entrance, as the two parted ways, he spoke to Ji Siyan: "That brand of perfume doesn't suit you anymore. You could try a more noble one that befits your status."

"I..." Ji Siyan wanted to speak but stopped, only able to watch as Leng Zhulang gradually walked further and further away.

Did he mean for her to forget him with those words

He meant that he was no longer suitable for her, and she should find another man who was better and more worthy of her!

As soon as Ji Siyan thought of this, her chest felt like tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at it, painful and uncomfortable, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ajing……

I can't forget you...

What can I do

She felt very conflicted, on one hand she had to seduce Leng Yechen for the family business, but on the other hand she couldn't let go of her old love, feeling sentimental here.

Ji Siyan often felt a sense of superiority and had enough confidence to handle both men simultaneously, but she also doubted her own actions.

Because she was in a bad mood, Ji Siyan walked home alone, and along the way, she seemed to stumble.

When Leng Zhujing got back home, she smelled the fragrance of braised beef.

At this moment, Tong Yimò happened to be carrying a bowl of fragrant rice noodles from the kitchen.

By this point, he was truly famished.

Tong Yimo brought the rice noodles to the small square table beside her and handed the chopsticks in her hand to Leng Zhulang.

"Aren't you eating" Leng Zhujing took the chopsticks and sat down at the table.

Tong Yimo also sat opposite him, looking at him happily with a smile and saying, "I've lost weight!"

Lǎng Zhùjǐng couldn't help but smile, and instead of staying put, she got up and went to the kitchen to fetch another set of chopsticks and bowls. She then divided the beef noodle soup on the table into two bowls.

"I'm not afraid of you being fat, I just like eating with you!" Leng Zhujing said with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

Tong Yimò no longer refused, but picked up the bowl and chopsticks that Leng Zhùjǐng passed over, and ate with him.

"Yimo, I'm sorry. Things are going to be very busy for me these days, and I might not have time to spend with you." Leng Zhujing continued, his face full of apology.

Tong Yimo shook her head repeatedly, smiling and replying, "It's okay! You're busy! I'll take good care of myself!"

"This is for living expenses, take it." Leng Zhujing then pulled a wallet from his pocket and handed all the cash inside to Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo waved her hand, smiling brightly and said, "From now on, I'll be in charge of all the household expenses! I've already found a job! I work as a designer at a decoration company, and I get commission every month!"

When she said that, in fact, her heart was guilty.

Because she lied.

During the day, she didn't like going to places like clubs, so she had no choice but to hide the truth from her daytime persona.

Besides the club, no other company would even consider hiring her.

Tong Yimo pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly, trying to cover up her lie with a smile.

Lán Zhǔjǐng merely furrowed his brow, leaving the cash in his hand on the table, with no intention of taking it back.

Tong Yi Mo saw that he was listless and immediately comforted him, "I know you don't want me to go out to work. But this is only temporary! I want to share all your joys and sorrows with you."

"Here's this month's allowance for you." Leng Zhujing's brow relaxed slightly.

Tong Yimo hesitated for a moment, then still smiled and picked up the money on the table, replying: "Okay!"

He got his pay card back because she knew he needed to use every bit of his monthly wages to repay the bank loan.

Tong Yimo really wanted to comfort a man with a strong sense of pride in his own way, but she found that her actions seemed to have the opposite effect.

Cold, the sight of the day indeed mocked himself in his heart. He couldn't even afford to support his own wife now, what kind of man was he

The two of them ate their rice noodles in silence. After finishing, Leng Zhuxi washed up and took a shower before lying directly on the sofa. Wearing his white bathrobe, he exuded an aura of abstinence.

Tong Yimò finished cleaning the kitchen and saw Leng Zhujing asleep on the sofa again. She suddenly felt a strange mix of emotions in her heart.

Seeing that he had already fallen asleep, she could only tiptoe onto the bed, turn off the lights, and lie down gently.

When she lived in the luxurious penthouse suite before, she and he were separated by a wall. Now the two of them are crammed into this single room, able to see each other as soon as they open their eyes. Tong Yimo's heart is actually more at ease, but she feels sorry for him sleeping on the sofa, wondering if it would be uncomfortable.

Until the sound of the phone vibrating broke the peaceful silence of their slumber.

Cold Noon closed his eyes, felt around for a while, and finally touched his phone. Without even looking, he answered the call directly.

15411/41884280

There are some blank spaces.his own unit after that and didn't think about Song Yunxi at all. 。Perhaps, they just met at a bad time. 。The next day 。After finishing a flight, Song Yunxi was forced by her mother to go on a blind d...