only plan on walking into the ceremony hall on the day of the wedding." Leng Yechen instructed, his tone as if he was an outsider and relaxed."Me Prepare for it!" Lu Yirou felt like her voice was com...Tong Yimò thought she could forgive Leng Zhùjǐng, but it turned out to be just her own temporary unwillingness.

When two people spend a long time together, a kind of reluctance to let go easily takes root in their hearts.

Maybe still in love, but neither knows. Maybe not in love anymore, but neither knows that either.

If she really had a child for Xiao Wei and raised Xiao Shangxuan, then would she truly be able to love Xiao Wei with the same pure devotion as before, without any reservations

No!

She will surely love impurely, and even make a big fuss about it and argue with Xiao Wei.

Or perhaps, she wouldn't argue with him, she would just give him the cold shoulder.

Because the main reason she divorced Xiao Wei was because he couldn't stand her ignoring him for a whole week.

Actually, during their three years living in Sydney, Australia, she and Xiao Wei did have disagreements.

We have argued, and we've had some pretty heated fights, but every time, she’s the one who compromises first.

Tong Yimo remembered the most impressive time was that Friday afternoon, she had just returned from school, walked to her front door and found a design drawing on the ground.

She knew this design drawing. It was one of the drawings for an engineering project that Leng Zhug had started designing last month.

Today is just the deadline for submission.

She picked up the design drawing on the ground and called Leng Zhucheng, but the phone prompted that it was switched off.

Just to be safe, and since there was still time, Tong Yimò didn't even enter the house. She grabbed the design drawings and rushed straight to Leng Zhùjing's company.

She had good intentions, but she messed things up.

Leng Zhujing's designed project could have been awarded the bid, but due to Tong Yimò's arrival, she informed that there was one missing page in the design drawings. This caused Leng Zhujing and his team's hard-earned proposal to be discovered by the evaluator, resulting in a major flaw and leading to its rejection.

That day after returning home, Leng Zhudjing slapped Tong Yimo in anger.

He was furious, his anger reaching its peak. He roared in unbearable rage, "Why did you give my design drawings to the front desk"

The woman at the front desk said that your company was holding an important meeting and that no outsiders were allowed inside. She also said she could help me pass on a message...

"Mo Mo, you're boring enough on a daily basis, why are you still so naive at this critical moment" Leng Zhu Jing asked with a ferocious expression.

At that time, Tong Yimo was speechless.

She knew that this bidding project was related to his promotion and salary increase.

That was the first and only time Leng Zhjing had ever hit her.

The usually gentle, polite, and considerate husband, for the first time because of work setbacks, became a completely different person upon returning home. He flew into a rage, beating people and throwing things around.

Although he hit her, it was she who first bowed her head and apologized.

That's the end of that.

However, afterwards, he also apologized to her very sincerely and earnestly, promising that he would never hit her again from now on.

Therefore, Tong Yimo quickly put this matter out of her mind, but somehow, it left an unusually deep impression on her.

Remembering this, Tong Yimo stood up and smiled, saying: "Grandma, I'll come see you another day. I bought some seeds for fruits, vegetables, and flowers today. Tomorrow, I'll go to the mountains to collect some herbs for treating colds and plant them back here. I will tidy up Grandma's garden."

At this time, Xia Lingyan transferred the advance payment to Tong Yimo's phone, with a note: "Xiao Yi Mo, the model is well done. I'll pay you half of the wages in advance. Keep up the good work!"

"Phew—" Tong Yimo finally let out a breath of relief. Thankfully, this Xia Lingyan was a man of his word.

Yun City Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Damn it!

His head, it ached as if it would burst!

Actually, he's the kind who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. But why did he get so easily drunk last night

In the cold night, Chen Na's imposing sword eyebrows furrowed tightly. He rubbed his temples with one hand, completely unsure of his current location for a moment.

He winced and sat up, pulling his long legs in and propping himself up on his elbows. The white sheets were just barely pulled up to cover his abdomen.

"Hmm—Night, stop it, I don't want to, let me sleep for a while longer..."

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from under the blanket.

Late at night, Leng Yechen shivered suddenly, his whole body feeling like he'd been electrocuted. He scrambled out of bed, pulling the blanket tightly around him.

At the other end of the bed, Li Yisha stretched languidly, her white arms and shoulders bare to the air.

Her neck, collarbone, shoulders, and even arms were covered with countless purplish-red marks, like kisses.

Suddenly, Leng Yechen was stunned, dumbfounded.

"Hmm Yecheng, why aren't you asleep" Li Yisha rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and sat up nonchalantly.

Last night……

He…

It seems I dreamt of Yimo again…

Then...

He domineeringly demanded to see Mo…

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