t as she was about to take a nasty fall, a pair of thick, dark hands suddenly clamped onto her slender waist from behind. With a strong and powerful force, they pulled her out of the elevator.Luo Yi r...Lianhua's physical activity loosened her joints. She couldn't help but wonder, "Who sent that group of people Didn't they know your identity They actually dared to come and provoke you!"

"They must be the thugs under Qi Yuheng's command," Leng Ye said thoughtfully.

Ji Yunheng was indeed not familiar with him, and the two had never met before this.

He only deduced that the man with a frivolous manner was probably Qi Yunteng, the eldest son of Qi's Group chairman and Qi Siyan's brother, from the woman who initially called him "Qi Shao".

It doesn't matter if Ji Yunheng comes to cause trouble for him. What matters is whether he will continue to pester the woman named "Xiao Xie".

Leng Yechen couldn't help but furrow his brows, then tried his best to stop thinking about "Xiao Xie."

What's up with him tonight

That woman named "Xiao Xie" only had the same voice as "Man Xue."

Why is he so attentive to that "Little Xie"

"Come on! Take me to your place! From now on, I'm sticking with you! You have to support me for life!" Lian Huasheng couldn't help but joke.

His words pulled her thoughts, which had been lost in the cold night, back.

He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. Lian Huasheng immediately courteously went to the co-pilot's seat.

Tong Yimo returned home, but Leng Zhujing was still not back. This let her breathe a sigh of relief.

This evening, she earned over 100,000 yuan. Among them, "Lian Shao" gave her a generous tip of 200,000 yuan in one go. The club took out 100,000 yuan as its commission, and the remaining 100,000 yuan was credited to her account by the club's finance department and deposited into her bank card.

Tong Yimo stood before the bathroom mirror, staring at her reflection and coldly mocking herself.

She! Tong, Yi, Mo!!!

Hey—

Recalling tonight's ordeal, Tong Yimo crouched down and couldn't help but cover her face, letting out a low sob.

So close…

She was so close to losing her virginity...

This is all her own doing...

So close…

She was sorry for the daylight.

But, what could she do

She doesn't want to work so hard every day.

Tong Yimo suddenly hated herself for not having a high enough academic background to share the burden of work at Zhulang.

If she were also good at architectural design, that would be great. At the very least, she could help out with the daytime scenery, even if it was just doing some grunt work.

The problem is, she can't do anything!

I couldn't help him at all, and could only watch as he went out early and came home late, returning home exhausted and falling asleep in bed.

She actually...

I feel so sorry for him!

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The bathroom door was suddenly knocked on.

Tong Yi Mo came back to her senses, hurriedly turned on the faucet and splashed water on her face.

"Yimo, are you in there" Leng Zhujing asked anxiously.

Tong Yimo calmed her emotions and replied with a smile: "Yeah, I'm here! I'll be out in a moment!"

She finished speaking, turned the doorknob, and pulled open the door to face the cold midday scene.

When Leng Zhuxi saw that her face was full of tears, she turned around and picked up a paper napkin from the dining table. She took two sheets at random and walked back to Tong Yimo's side, gently wiping the water from her face.

"Silly girl, you didn't even bother to wipe the water droplets off your face after washing." Leng Zhujing looked at Tong Yimo with a look of pity.

Tong Yimo reached out and grasped Leng Zh Jing's hand, placing it against her cheek. Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Zh Jing, please don't work so hard, okay I...I feel sorry for you!"

Leng Zhujing's heart skipped a beat, staring blankly at Tong Yimo's glistening eyes. His feelings were a jumbled mess, like having every flavor in a spice rack all at once.

"Yimo, what are you up to tonight"

"I just feel sorry for you!" Tong Yimo became a bit stubborn.

Cold Noon Landscape said nothing, and he immediately hugged Tong Yimo into his arms.

Shouldn't he spend more time with Yimò

That night, Tong Yimo had a nightmare. She dreamt that "Mr. Ji" sent people to hunt her down, and she also dreamt of the man she had saved imprisoning her. Until four in the morning, she clung tightly to Leng Zhujing, sleeping fitfully.

Until the bright sunlight streamed in through the window.

Tong Yimò only slowly opened her eyes. When she vaguely saw Leng Zhùjǐng's face, she couldn't help but curiously ask, "You, you don't have to go to work today"

"Well, my little silly finally woke up!" Leng Zhujing lowered his head and placed a kiss on Tong Yimo's brow, clearing her confusion with his magnetic voice. "You held me so tightly all night that I couldn't even go to work!"

Tong Yimo instantly sobered up, immediately let go of her hand, and looked at Leng Zhujing with an embarrassed face.

"What a silly girl!" Cold Noon chuckled, "It's Sunday today! I'm off work!"

"So...it's Sunday today! Sunday…Sunday…Sunday is great…" Unknowingly, Tong Yimo stretched out her hands and hugged Leng Zhujing again, burrowing into his arms like a kitten, and fell asleep again in a daze.

By the time Tong Yimò woke up from her sleep again, it was past eleven o'clock in the morning.

Originally, she didn't want to get up. However, her stomach was rumbling in protest, so she had no choice but to get up, wash herself, and look for something to eat.

At this time, the figure of the cold noon scenery had already disappeared from the house.

Just as Tong Yimo stepped into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, someone opened the front door.

When she saw Leng Zhü in casual clothes standing at the front door, as if he had just returned from outside, she couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "Didn't you go to work today"

Because he usually wears a suit to work, it's rare for him to wear casual clothes today.

Leng Zhujing looked at Tong Yimo's dazed expression and suddenly felt like laughing, "Silly girl, it's Sunday today, I'm off."

Tong Yimo only then came to her senses.

After Leng Zhunjing came into the room and went to the bathroom, he saw Tong Yimo still standing in front of the fridge in a daze. He smiled and said, "Lunch, let's go out to eat."

"Great!" Tong Yimo immediately closed the refrigerator door and gave Leng Zhulang a brilliant smile.

If they are going out to eat, does that count as a date

A tiny spark of anticipation flickered in Tong Yimo's heart.

After the two left, Leng Zhujing drove while gently asking, "What do you want to eat"

"Hmm..." Tong Yimo thought hard for a moment, as if she hadn't come up with anything special she wanted to eat, before replying, "I don't know what to eat either."

"Then let's try some Japanese cuisine." Leng Zhujing smiled.

"Good." Tong Yimo nodded repeatedly.

Actually, she doesn't really like Japanese food. However, as long as she's with him, she's happy to eat anything.

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