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Chapter 354: She is the President's Wife

    

p now. 。"Wait, you child..." Sitting in the company's office, Ming Sihan didn't wait for Lou Lijing to finish her words before directly hanging up the phone. 。The moment I hung up the phone, another...The saying goes, "Where there is no comparison, there is no harm."

Tong Yimo only needed to be responsible for eating, Leng Yeshen took care of everything else. He even shelled the shrimp, crabs, and shellfish himself before putting them into her bowl.

In the cold midday light, she had never enjoyed such "princess-level" treatment.

Before, Leng Zhujing would help her pick out fish bones. But after the two got married and lived together for a while, Leng Zhujing gradually became neglectful of her in some details.

Seeing Leng Yeshen working so hard and diligently peeling shrimp for her, not eating much himself, Tong Yimo proactively picked up a piece of shrimp from her bowl and sent it to Leng Yeshen's mouth.

"For all your hard work," she said, holding chopsticks aloft in her hand, a smile playing on her lips. "Let me feed you!"

In the cold night, Chen Xie favored Tong Yimo with an astonished gaze. The next second, he bit down on the shrimp meat from Tong Yimo's chopsticks.

After going back and forth, the female waitress standing by understood their relationship. She then stopped trying to fawn over Leng Yechen alone.

When they first came in, she thought they were siblings. Now, looking at them, they kind of look like a married couple.

Humans shouldn't eat too much. If you eat too much, you'll feel sleepy...

After the meal, Tong Yimo sat in the co-pilot seat for less than ten minutes before she "snored" and fell asleep, completely forgetting her determination to separate from Leng Yesen for two years and choose to run away.

Because lunch took too long, Leng Yechen looked at the time on his wrist and decided to take Tong Yimo back to the company first, then have the driver send her back to her private house.

At 2:30, he has a cross-country video conference to start on time.

After the car drove into the underground parking garage of Leng's Group building, Leng Yeshen stopped the car and got out of the driver's seat.

When he went around the front of the car and pulled open the passenger door, he found Tong Yimo was still asleep. He couldn't help but smile, so he unbuckled her seatbelt and carried her out of the passenger seat horizontally.

In the cold night, Leng Ye held Tong Yimo in his arms, letting her lean against his chest. He gently pushed open the car door with his back.

The action was effortless, flowing seamlessly.

Throughout the whole process, he was extremely careful, afraid of waking her up or disturbing her nap.

He also found that her body was lighter than before, and it seemed like from now on, he had to fatten her up a bit.

Late at night, Leng Ye held Tong Yimo in his arms and arrived at the second-floor lounge of his CEO's office. As soon as he gently placed her on the bed, she woke up.

Seeing her rubbing her eyes and twisting her body, looking like she hadn't woken up yet, he pulled away her hand that was rubbing her eyes and gently coaxed, "Yi Mo, sleep for a while longer."

"Xiaowei..." Tong Yimo subconsciously called out, then grabbed Leng Yeshen's hand, leaning her body sideways, pressing his big hand between her cheek and pillow, and slowly closed her sleepy eyes, mumbling, "I miss you so much, where are you..."

In her subconscious, she had already imagined the Cold Day View and the Dragon Guard as two different men.

Cold Day View belongs to Ji Siyan, while Dragon Guard belongs to her childhood sweetheart Tong Yimo.

Where did Long Zhiwei, the one who had known her since childhood, reunited with her at the train station when they grew up, gave her a free train ticket, took care of her in Binjiang City, and later helped her pay off her debts and married her, sharing weal and woe all the way, go now

Yes!

Where did her little guard go

A single, glistening tear rolled from Tong Yimo's eyelid, sliding across her nose bridge and down her cheek before finally landing in Leng Yechen's palm.

She meant "Little Wei," and he knew exactly who she was talking about, Ajing's childhood nickname "Long Zhiwei."

Cold Zhjing's mother's name is Long Banxia, and their father's name is Leng Weifeng.

The father's childhood nickname was "Ah Wei".

And the name "Dragon Guard" is self-explanatory in its meaning.

Leng Ye Chen didn't know if his father had ever loved Leng Zhu Jing's mother, but just from the name "Dragon Guard" that Long Ban Xia gave to Leng Zhu Jing, one could tell how deeply in love Long Ban Xia was with his father.

"Big brother, it's time for the meeting! You..."

As Lu Yi reached the second floor, just as she climbed out of the stairs, her whole body trembled with a sudden jolt of fear, leaving her speechless and unsure what to say.

She only saw Leng Yechen sitting motionless by the bed, and a woman lay on it.

"Well, I'm going to the meeting room now to inform your master and ask him to take notes for me." Leng Ye gently withdrew his hand, calmly got up from the bed, turned around and walked towards Luo Yirou.

Luo Yi was stunned for a moment before quickly regaining her composure and stammered, "Who is she..."

"Mrs. President." Leng Yechen's lips curled slightly as he brushed past Luo Yirou, then went downstairs alone.

Chairman's husband!

These four characters, like a flash of lightning, pierced through Luo Yiru's tranquil mind.

Leng Yechen had already left the CEO's office, but Luo Yirou tiptoed towards the single bed.

She was very curious about who this "Chairman's wife" was

What she didn't expect was that it would be her...

Female star Su Manxue!

Luo Yi was dumbfounded, his eyes widening in disbelief.

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