Her naturally rosy lips also trembled incessantly.Her face was pale, and her wide, round eyes stared out the window at the two figures—one large and one small—happily selecting wedding dresses under..."Cough—cough—" Tong Yimo was choked by Liu Shen's words, "Have a child."

Big brother had personally told her that he would never touch her in this lifetime. Of course, she didn't have those feelings for Big brother either.

She has now decided not to divorce him, but she is waiting for him to ask her for a divorce.

Tong Yimo didn't know if it was because of her own inferiority complex, but even though she knew the person he liked was her, she always felt that her brother, such a high-quality man, deserved a woman better than her to be his wife.

That's why she could "indulge" Luo Yi in acting arrogantly before her face.

But actually, her heart was conflicted.

Another voice, urged her on, to try and fall in love with this man.

But even if she wanted to love in her mind, her heart dared not to.

At her core, she was still afraid of getting hurt if she fell in love.

The next day.

Cold Group Building.

Inside the smart teapot, milk tea was being brewed. Because it was a mixture of high-quality black tea and fresh milk, the air in the tea room was instantly filled with the fragrance of black tea and the rich aroma of milk.

Luo Yi was planning to make a cup of nutritious and healthy homemade milk tea for Leng Yechen. This morning, as soon as she arrived at the hospital and his VIP ward, he told her that he could be discharged and asked her to call her master Zheng Zhongwei to order the Planning Department to prepare the project proposal in advance.

So, she accompanied him all the way from the hospital back to the company.

In the spare time she spent waiting, she sat at a nearby round glass table, holding her phone and looking at the photos of Leng Yeshen that she had secretly taken.

He sat at his desk buried in files, he sat in the meeting room holding a meeting...

There weren't many photos of him on my phone, but each one was from when he was working.

From now on, she could only bury her liking and love for him deep in her heart.

Outside the glass curtain wall, the azure sky, the morning sun has slowly risen, fluffy white clouds like cotton candy, floating freely across the horizon.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in my mind—Tong Yimo.

Luo Yiyou smiled wryly, her face etched with an indescribable mixture of envy and jealousy.

With a gentle "ding," the milk tea was ready.

For a moment, she put away her phone, pulled herself back together, and rose from the round table. She donned the composure and calmness expected of a professional secretary, walked over to pour a pot of milk tea, then carefully poured it into a delicate glass. She picked up a few sugar cubes and dropped them into the cup.

Hope you like it, big brother.

Luo Yi pursed her lips into a smile, picked up the tray, and walked out of the tea room.

She entered the CEO's office with a cup of milk tea. The man at his desk was looking at a business proposal with a stern face, his handsome features slightly rigid and displeased. The pen in his hand circled question marks on the data in the proposal, expressing dissatisfaction.

After Leng Yechen finished reading, he closed the plan in his hand and handed it to Luo Yirou: "Xiao Luo, send this plan back to the planning department and tell the director that before work ends today, I want to see a perfect plan."

"Yes." Luo Yirou took the project proposal from Leng Yechen's hand, holding it close to her chest, and turned to leave the CEO's office.

He didn't return to the company these past two days, and as soon as he came back, there was a whole pile of things to deal with.

Cold night Shenbu had a busy morning, either grading documents or reviewing business contracts, either in a meeting or on the way to a meeting. Luo Yihe was not idle either, and his subordinates were even more energized, not daring to slack off for a moment.

As noon approached, Tong Yimò made lunch for Leng Yeshen again, only to find that he had been discharged from the hospital when she arrived. The nurse looked down upon her and informed her very dismissively.

Look!

She's so embarrassed as a wife!

Her own husband had already been discharged from the hospital, and she was completely unaware of it.

Tong Yimo didn't want to call Leng Yeshen, so after leaving the hospital, she went straight to the Leng Corporation building.

During the meeting, Luo Yi received a call from the front desk receptionist. "Secretary Luo, has President Leng's meeting ended The Madam has been waiting for him for over an hour."

"Let her wait! We're not finished here yet." Luo Yirou got up and left the meeting room, her face cold.

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and returned to the conference room.

The front desk lady frowned, seeing the phone hung up. She looked at Tong Yimo with a helpless expression and said, “Mr. Leng is still in a meeting. Why don’t you go upstairs to Mr. Leng’s office and wait”

"Okay, would you please swipe my card for me" Tong Yimo said very politely.

After the first lesson, the front desk lady treated Tong Yimo with utmost respect this time.

Tong Yimo had just stepped into the elevator to the CEO's office when she happened to run into Luo Yirou coming from the stairwell. She quickly greeted her and asked, "Secretary Luo, is my brother done with his meeting"

Luo Yi held the meeting minutes in her hand and said angrily, "Madam, Mr. Leng is very busy today. If you're bored, you can go shopping to pass the time. There's no need to stay at the company."

Hearing Lu Yirou speak to her in such a tone, Tong Yimo really had no temper. Instead, she calmly handed the thermos lunch box in her hand to Lu Yirou: "This is the lunch I made for him. When he's done with the meeting, help me give it to him."

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