fabric clung to his musculature, hinting at his mature hormonal aura. 。The next second, he cupped her chin and leaned in for a kiss. 。Unknowingly, Tong Yimo fell into Leng Yechen's passionate kiss, an...Tong Yimo shook her head slightly, but answered very seriously: "I don't have a wife, just a fiancée, and we even live together. My big brother is really good to his sister-in-law. Whatever my sister-in-law wants, my brother buys it for her. My sister-in-law often brags to me that she is the happiest woman in the world!"

"That's how it is!" Qilingyun's eyes flickered, looking a little downcast as she pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth slightly drooping.

Tong Yimò sat upright, no longer chatting idly with Qi Lingyun. Instead, she picked up the manuscript and began to revise it carefully. Later, she still had to input the manuscript into the computer.

Qi Lingyun seemed to be in very low spirits as she returned to her desk, absentmindedly tapping away at her keyboard.

Compared to those tedious gossips, Tong Yimo prefers to spend her time on her own designs.

And Leng Yechen's reputation was also straightened out because of Tong Yimo's words.

Tong Yimo knew that Qi Lingyun would definitely spread the words she had spoken. Sure enough, those female employees in the company who loved gossip and scandals no longer whispered behind Leng Yeshen's back, calling him "Brokeback Mountain".

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And she, Tong Yimò, was no longer asked by other female colleagues at the company to deliver love letters or gifts to her brother Leng Yeshen.

"To have love unrequited is to give birth to resentment," Tong Yimo didn't know what that felt like, so she couldn't understand the feelings of her female colleagues who had been rejected by their suitors during cold nights.

However, she felt that "betrayal in love" was more tragic than "unrequited love"!

She had already experienced the pain of being betrayed in love once, and she didn't want to go through it again.

Daylight will never betray her, she believes!

During lunchtime at the employee canteen, Tong Yimo would ask her married female colleagues for advice on how to get along with a spouse.

Seeing that Tong Yi Mo cared so much about marital life, Qi Ling Yun couldn't help but chime in, "Marriage, just like love, sometimes the tighter you grasp it, the more likely it is to slip away."

"If I don't hold on, I feel like he'll drift farther and farther away from me..." Tong Yimo couldn't help but sigh.

"Is your boyfriend on a business trip" Qi Lingyun asked again.

Tong Yimo nodded silently.

Qi Lingyun couldn't help but grin: "If you really want to see your boyfriend, then take a leave of absence and go find him!"

"Go find him!" Tong Yimo was taken aback.

Qi Lingyun smiled and continued, "For you, love should be more important than work, right Since you miss your boyfriend so much, why not buy a train ticket and rush to him Maybe this little separation will make your relationship feel fresh. You two could even turn the business trip into a romantic getaway."

"That's right! How could I have not thought of that" Tong Yimo beamed and clapped excitedly.

Qi Lingyun looked at Tong Yimo's innocent face, and the corner of his mouth twitched into the most genuine smile in his heart.

In her years in the workplace, she rarely saw women who approached love with such simplicity anymore.

In fact, in love, the more innocent a woman is, the sillier she becomes.

She suddenly felt like mocking Tong Yimo's love, but she realized she had no right to ridicule others.

Tong Yimo said what she would do, after lunch, she began to seriously catch up on the design drawings.

Only after she finished all her tasks could she rest assured and go looking for Zhùjǐng.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, quitting time, everyone packed up and left their cubicles.

When Qi Lingyun left, only Tong Yimo was left in the office. Before leaving, she greeted Tong Yimo and advised her not to work too late.

Tong Yimo smiled and nodded, then continued to bury her head in her design draft.

Although she was eager to finish the design drafts, Tong Yimo still remembered her original design principles. For everything that needed to consider the client's needs, she designed it with great care.

From five o'clock until six, Leng Ye sank his gaze at the entrance, but he still didn't see Tong Yimo's shadow. He then got out of the luxury car and returned to the building.

When the staff saw the big boss, Leng, return to the company, two security guards nodded in surprise and greeted him. They mistakenly thought that Boss Leng was making a surprise inspection, so they didn't dare to slack off at all.

Leng Yechen went straight to the design department. He walked to the entrance of the main office in the design department and, through the glass partition, he saw Tong Yimo busily working at her computer desk inside her cubicle.

Everyone has gone home from work, but she's still busy

Cold Night, in a fit of displeasure, frowned and pulled out his phone to call the head of the design department directly.

"Why is only Tong Yimo working overtime" As soon as the call connected, Leng Yechen went straight to the point, accusingly asking, his tone cold and blunt.

"What How could that be! I didn't arrange any heavy work for Miss Tong! The design drawings Miss Tong is currently designing, the client isn't in a hurry at all, there's no rush whatsoever, completely unnecessary to work overtime!" The Head of the Design Department was so flustered that his voice became slightly hoarse, fearing that Mr. Leng, the cold boss, would misunderstand him for mistreating Miss Tong Yimo.

"…" There was no follow-up. Leng Yechen didn't say a word, and directly hung up the phone.

Tong Yimo didn't know what was happening outside the office. She flicked on the desk lamp and continued to focus intently on her design drawings.

Unknowingly, the hour hand on the wall clock had moved from six o'clock to nine o'clock.

Tong Yimo finished entering the manuscript, let out a sigh of relief happily, then sat down in a chair and stretched lazily. Then she saved the file, closed the computer, and began to pack her bag to get off work.

My stomach was growling loudly, especially in this quiet environment. Besides the sound of my own footsteps and breathing, any other noise seemed amplified, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Tong Yimo quickened her pace, walked to the elevator entrance, and hurriedly pressed the elevator button.

During the day, this building is bustling like a shopping mall, but when night falls...

Tong Yimo unconsciously swallowed, seeing the elevator motionless. She pressed the button again and again, but it still didn't respond.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps sounded in my ear...

It crept closer to her, "click-clack, click-clack."

On this floor, there was no one else but her, and now she was standing by the elevator, waiting. So the footsteps behind her were...

Tong Yimo clutched her handbag tightly, her heart pounding rapidly in her chest, and her blood coursing through her veins at an accelerated pace, yet beads of cold sweat trickled down her forehead.

Footsteps getting closer...

A white beam of light suddenly shot from behind Tong Yimo, illuminating her shadow on the wall, which was enlarged.

Tong Yimo was so startled that she hugged her bag tightly and ran away with all her might.

Before she could even see who was behind her, she ran faster and the footsteps following her grew louder.

Then, Tong Yimo only felt another footstep beside her ear.

In the midst of the chaos, she bumped into a wall of flesh.

A warm hand, big and strong, gripped her arm tightly and pulled her along.

The lights on the corridor suddenly turned on.

Tong Yimo panicked and raised her head, bumping into Leng Yechen's face that was as exquisite as a work of art.

"Mr. Leng, good evening!" someone greeted from behind.

Tong Yimo instinctively turned her head back, only to see a man wearing a security uniform, holding a flashlight in his hand, bowing respectfully to Leng Yesen.

In the cold night, Chen instinctively hugged Tong Yimo who had nestled into his arms. He glanced at the male security guard and ordered, "Go patrol elsewhere."

"Yes!" The male security guard nodded and turned to leave.

Throughout the entire process, Tong Yimo had a dazed expression. She held onto Leng Yesen's waist tightly, her thoughts still somewhat unsettled.

After the male security guard left, Leng Yechen said faintly, "There was just a power outage."

Tong Yimo came to her senses, realizing her gaffe, and quickly let go of Leng Yeshen.

"Big brother, why didn't you go home"

To ease the awkwardness just now, Tong Yimo casually brought up a topic.

Cold Night Chen raised his hand to look at the time on his watch and replied calmly, "I'm working overtime."

In fact, he didn't work overtime. He just stayed here waiting for her all along.

At this moment, Tong Yimo's stomach growled again, making the atmosphere even more awkward.

Cold Night walked past pressing the elevator button without emotion. Tong Yimo saw this and hurried to follow him.

The two entered the elevator. Tong Yimo always subconsciously kept her distance from Leng Yeshen.

Cold Night pressed the elevator button, Tong Yimo didn't notice that this elevator wasn't going down but up.

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