llway flickered on and then automatically turned off, Liang Yimo coughed lightly. The ceiling light flickered on again.Thus, back and forth, she paced outside the door, lost in thought about the conte...Leng Zhujing suppressed the anger in her heart, and led Tong Yimo into the room.

Before Yi Mo arrived, he had already told Ji Siyan to check into a different hotel.

He hadn't expected that Qi Siyan would disobey him and unilaterally book the room next to his. What was her intention

"Zhao Bin didn't come" Tong Yimo asked curiously after entering the room.

Leng Zhujing was taken aback for a moment before replying, "There are other things he needs to attend to at the company, so I'm on this business trip alone. I only brought one secretary and two secretary assistants to help me."

Actually, the business he's discussing with Ji Siyan now is all his personal work.

Zhao Bin was a member of the Leng Group, even though he had always been by his side to assist him, Zhao Bin was ultimately not on the same side.

Although Leng Zhujing always treated Zhao Bin as a brother, he was clear in his heart who Zhao Bin truly pledged his loyalty to.

He was unaware that he and Ji Siyan had opened a company of their own.

So, Leng Zhuxiang's business trip this time was a combination of public and private affairs.

After entering the room, Tong Yimo saw that the coffee table in the guest living room was littered with documents. There was also a basket of unwashed clothes by the bathroom door. So she took the initiative to walk over and wash the clothes for Leng Zhujing first.

It has to be said, Tong Yimo is indeed a homebody type of woman for him Leng Zhujing.

If he was in charge of the outside world, she could keep the home in perfect order.

As for these household chores, it's something that Ji Siyan, as a wealthy heiress, couldn't possibly do.

After Tong Yimo washed her clothes, she took them outside to the balcony to dry. Just as she finished drying the clothes and hadn't even turned around, a warm breath came from behind her. In the next instant, she was enveloped by this warm embrace.

Leng Zhujing embraced Tong Yimo from behind, gently pulling her into his arms. In his hands, he held a large pink square gift box.

Tong Yi Mo looked incredibly surprised and couldn't help but curiously ask, "What is this"

"Open it and take a look." Leng Zhujing said softly.

Tong Yi Mo nodded, then raised her hand to open the gift box, moving the lid aside.

A delicate pink dress lay inside, an international brand, it looked very expensive.

Leng Zhuxiang took out the dress from inside and leaned slightly, whispering into Tong Yimo's ear: "Put it on for me."

His warm breath brushed against her earlobe, a ticklish sensation that sent shivers down her spine.

Tong Yimo's cheeks were flushed, she nodded, taking the dress from his hand. Just as she was about to step out of his arms, he pulled her close with a large hand, twisting her waist and turning her to face him.

"I'll help you change..." Leng Zhujing whispered softly, putting down the gift box in his hand, taking Tong Yimo's hand, and pulling her into the house.

Tong Yi Mo looked at Leng Zhu Jing's handsome face, her heart beat faster, she felt that all the blood in her body was boiling, her whole face flushed from its original rosy complexion to a full bright red.

Leng Zhuxiang smiled, raised his hand and reached for Tong Yimo's collar.

His fingertips, quite by accident, brushed against her collarbone.

When Tong Yimo shyly lifted her eyes to glance at Leng Zhjing, for a moment of distraction, the face of Leng Yeshen appeared in her mind.

In the cold night, Shen bound her hands and covered her mouth, preventing her from making a sound. He then kissed all over her body.

That feeling didn't make her tingle, but it gave her goosebumps.

She wasn't the kind of woman who would say "no" with her words but be honest with her body.

Once she recoils from overly intimate gestures, she will resist with all her being.

"I'll do it myself!" Tong Yimo reflexively took a step back.

Leng Zhulang saw Tong Yimo avoiding him, and he thought she was shy. He cupped her slightly warm cheek in his hand and couldn't help but chuckle: "Yimo, you are my woman."

Tong Yimo was stunned, and her gaze met Leng Zhujing's.

She was fine when she didn't look at him, but the moment their eyes met, the atmosphere between them slowly became charged with tension.

His gentle gaze fell upon her eyes, a warmth spreading through them like the spring breeze.

Cold Day lowered his head slightly and slowly leaned towards Tong Yimo's lips.

After discarding all her thoughts, Tong Yimo unconsciously closed her eyes, anticipating his gentle kiss in the next moment.

Just as two hearts were drawing close to each other, the doorbell rang most inopportunely.

Lán Zhǔjǐng immediately kissed Tóng Yǐmò's forehead, gently saying, "I'll go open the door, you go change your clothes first."

Tong Yimo suddenly opened her eyes, blushing, rubbing her head, and holding her dress went to the bedroom.

Leng Zhujing watched Tong Yimo walk into the bedroom and close the door. A smile gradually faded from his face, and he slightly furrowed his brows before walking over and opening the door.

He didn't even need to look through the cat's eye to know who was at the door.

As expected, it was Ji Siyan.

Ji Siyan walked in with a big bag of fruit, a big bag of sweets and drinks in her hands, without asking for Leng Zhuling's permission.

She said with a smile, "Mr. Leng, I bought a lot of food and want to share it with Mrs. Leng."

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