also have knowledge about interior design. Why not go ask him for advice He might be able to give you some pointers.Liang Yimo thought of this, so after work that day, she went home and cooked dinner....Tong Yi Mo came back to her senses and didn't even know when Leng Zhu Jing had pulled up in his luxury car in front of her.

"You..."

"I called you but no one answered, so I came here with a try-it-out attitude. Unexpectedly, you're really here!" Leng Zhujing smiled faintly. He remembered that she had asked him to wait here during the day.

Tong Yimo pursed her lips, then suddenly got up and threw herself into Leng Zhujing's arms, tears of grievance streaming down her face.

She held him tightly, which took him by surprise.

For a moment, Leng Zhujing didn't know where to put his hands. He hesitated for a while before gently placing his hands on Tong Yimo's shoulders.

He gently stroked her head as if holding a helpless child.

Tong Yimò only silently shed tears, without making too much noise, nor crying out loud.

She just wanted to lean against the warm embrace of Leng Zhuxi, because these days, she felt like she was living too tiredly...

From now on, he is her safe haven.

After a while, Tong Yimo quietly wiped away her tears and emerged from Leng Zhujing's embrace.

She looked up at his handsome face and forced a smile: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

"Why are your eyes red" Leng Zhujing looked at Tong Yimo, seeing her eyes slightly swollen and reddened. With compassion, he raised his hand and gently cupped her cheek.

Tong Yimo was startled, instinctively turning her head and replying nonchalantly, "Just a grain of sand got into my eye."

Leng Zhujing frowned, seeing that she was unwilling to tell him the truth. Although he was a little unhappy, he wouldn't force her.

"Let's get in the car! Let's go eat."

He said that, then opened the passenger door for Tong Yimò and took her hand, gesturing for her to get in.

Tong Yimo smiled slightly, then bent down and got into the car.

After Leng Zhùjing closed the car door, she went to the driver's seat.

After he got into the car, he saw that Tong Yimo was not wearing her seatbelt, so he turned to her and proactively fastened her seatbelt.

At the same time, Tong Yimo unconsciously reached for her seatbelt. The two hands accidentally touched again.

Tong Yimo felt embarrassed and quickly withdrew her hand.

Actually, they are already a married couple.

But for Tong Yimò, her feelings towards Leng Zhùjǐng were different from how she felt about other men.

She can be very straightforward and open with her male friends, but towards Leng Zhui Jing...

Tong Yimo found that she had a hard time letting go. She could say she was a little nervous, and her face flushed with a pounding heart.

After Cold Noon Scene replaced Tong Yimò with a safety belt, he drove off on his own, completely unaware of the strange look on her face.

"What kind of food do you like" Leng Zhujing asked while driving.

Tong Yimò was taken aback. She turned her head to glance at Leng Zhǔjǐng, then quickly lowered her head and replied, "Yes...are we going to eat at a restaurant"

"Hmm!" Leng Zhujing smiled faintly. "After dinner, let's go buy some gifts together, and then visit your parents."

"No need to see me off." Tong Yimo replied coldly.

Leng Zhujing looked at Tong Yimo in puzzlement.

Tong Yimo lowered her eyes, replying with a somber air: “They aren’t my biological parents. I was merely bought back from the human trafficker by them…”

Tong Yimo's words became smaller and smaller, and the last few words Leng Zhujing could not hear clearly, but he heard the first sentence clearly.

In other words, she is now an orphan without parents...

Leng Zhujing couldn't help but frown, her emotions becoming complex.

Tong Yimo followed Leng Zhujing back to Binjiang City after dinner in Xizhen.

Still in his bachelor apartment, she was now the mistress of this place.

After a four-hour long drive, I felt exhausted from the cold scenery during the day. As soon as I entered the bedroom, I fell asleep immediately.

Tong Yimo became a virtuous wife and mother, taking off his shoes and changing his clothes for him.

Cold Noon seemed to be sleeping soundly, completely undisturbed by her movements.

At this time, Leng Zhucheng's phone in his pocket vibrated.

Tong Yimo took out his phone for him, wanting to turn off the sound, but subconsciously glanced at the caller ID.

Big brother...

Tong Yimo only then remembered that Leng Zhujing had mentioned to her before that he had an older brother named Leng Yeshen.

It's so late, Big Brother calling, is there something urgent

Seeing that the phone was still vibrating, Tong Yimo still answered it.

"Hello, Brother. How are you" Tong Yimo greeted warmly.

She got married to Leng Zhujing, so she should call him brother, right

"You are..." Over the phone, Leng Ye's mind tightened. This voice, it sounded so familiar.

If he remembered correctly, the female voice on the phone sounded very much like "Man Xue," almost identical!

“I am…” Tong Yimo hesitated. Although she was married to Leng Zh Jing, he hadn't introduced her to his family yet, so would it be too abrupt to say she was his new wife

Tong Yimo hesitated for a moment, then continued, "I'm the assistant to President Leng."

When did you change the male assistant to a female assistant

Cold Night Chen smiled suspiciously, but didn't think much of it, and asked: "Have you got the land contract from Xizhen"

The land contract from Xizhen Isn't Xizhen her hometown Could it be...that Xizhen is going to be requisitioned

Tong Yimo was dumbfounded. How could she reply to the other person's words

"Hmm."

That's it, shouldn't be any problems, right

Tong Yimo was a little nervous, afraid that she would say the wrong thing and cause trouble for Leng Zhujing.

Leng Yechen asked again, "Where's my brother Can I have him answer the phone"

"He's asleep..." Tong Yimo said subconsciously.

Cold Night chuckled, understood what was going on, and then hung up the phone.

It's so late, the female assistant is still by his side. It seems like this brother of his has already moved on from that past heartbreak!

Tong Yi Mo looked at the phone's disconnected call prompt, letting out a slight sigh of relief. She had finally gotten through it.

After putting down her phone, Tong Yimo crawled to the edge of the bed and stared at Leng Zuo's sleeping face.

His sleeping face seemed somewhat restless, as if he were having a nightmare. His sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his brow was particularly prominent.

Tong Yi Mo raised her hand and gently smoothed over Leng Zhulang's brow. Seeing him smile, the corners of her mouth also couldn't help but curve upwards slightly.

She had never imagined that her future husband would not only be gentle, courteous, and well-mannered, but also an architect.

While the cold afternoon sun was sinking, Tong Yimò got up and leaned close to his ear. In a soft, gentle voice, with a hint of shyness, she whispered, "Good night, husband."

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