into his warm embrace, fragrant and yielding like fine jade.Tong Yimo hadn't even time to react when his hot, thin lips fell upon hers.She stared at him, her eyes wide with shock, her lips parted sli...His cold and sullen expression was incredibly real.

The more Lianhua thought about it, the more interesting it seemed to him.

Having said that, Lian Huasheng suddenly remembered the most important thing and asked, “Ye Shen, were the live specimens you had someone pack up for me last night as a thank-you gift for saving your ‘Xiao Xie’”

"Do whatever you want." Leng Ye replied coldly.

Lianhua raised an eyebrow, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Deny it if you want! Anyway, don't worry. I won't get anyone killed."

Cold Night sank his eyes to glance at Lian Hua Sheng, without a word.

Just as the two were awkwardly chatting, Liu's aunt led Tong Yimò down from upstairs.

When Lianhua looked, seeing Tong Yimo in her light purple off-shoulder chiffon dress, he couldn't help but glance at Leng Yeshen meaningfully, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

He says he doesn't like Xia Xie, but he even knows her measurements!

This morning, Lian Huasheng himself heard that Leng Yeshen was on the phone with the owner of a certain clothing store brand, asking her to pick out a complete set of clothes – inner, middle, and outer layers – and send them over.

Cold Night Sink meticulously reported the other person's measurements and height to the proprietress, not a single word omitted.

This fits just right, so flattering, and you look absolutely radiant.

It's impossible to say that this man has no feelings for this woman!

Cold Night Shen merely glanced at Tong Yimo before deliberately looking away.

Tong Yimo was still wearing her white feather false-face glasses. As she went up and down the escalator, she saw two men sitting in the restaurant over there, hesitating whether to go over and say hello.

Auntie Liu passed by them at that moment and walked straight towards the two men, respectfully addressing one of them: "Young Master, Miss Xie said she wants to go back!"

"I'm going to the company anyway, why don't we go together!" Leng Yeshen immediately put down his knife and fork, picked up the handkerchief from his plate, and wiped his lips.

Aunt Liu nodded and replied, "Yes! I'll go call Little Chen to bring the car out!"

Lienhua glanced at Leng Ye again, picked up the juice on the table, and took a sip with an inscrutable smile.

Inside a luxury car.

Cold Night Chen gave the safest spot in the backseat to Tong Yimò.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit ambiguous.

As Leng Yechen got into his car, he realized he had left the handmade pearl bag that Ji Yanshan had given him the other day in the car.

As "Xiao Xie" sat beside him, Leng Yechen picked up the handcrafted pearl pouch and handed it to "Xiao Xie" while straightening his posture.

Tong Yimo looked at the handbag Leng Yesen handed her with a face full of confusion and bewilderment. She stared for a long time but didn't take it.

In the cold night, Shen So directly stuffed the pearl pouch in her hand into Tong Yimo's arms and said faintly, "A little girl gave it to me, I can't use it, so take it!"

It was only then that Tong Yimo picked up the pearl pouch in her arms and looked at it carefully.

The bag is very finely crafted. The pearls on it are lustrous and smooth, radiating a faint glow.

"What a beautiful bag!"

Tong Yimo looked at the package, admiring it with great fondness.

Cold Night sank his gaze upon "Little Xie," catching the slight upturn of her lips, a smile that came from the heart. And inexplicably, a hint of sweetness bloomed within him.

Suddenly, he had a feeling of illusion in his mind, thinking that as long as she liked him, he would be happy.

Tong Yimo admired the handbag, and instantly realized her gaffe. She hurriedly returned the handbag to Leng Yechen: “It seems quite valuable, you should keep it!”

“If you don’t want it, I’ll throw it away!” Leng Yechen snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

He was just about to reach out and take the bag back when Tong Yimo instinctively clutched it protectively to her chest.

"Then you still give it to me! Such a pretty bag, can't let you ruin it!"

Tong Yimo pursed her lips.

Cold night's lips curled into a slight smile, as he turned his head to look out the car window.

At this moment, he completely forgot that this handmade pearl pouch was supposed to be given to Su Manxue.

Unintentionally, Tong Yimo's gaze fell on the man's right wrist.

A delicate silk bracelet caught her eye.

That was…

Tong Yimo frowned slightly.

Recalling that day, she was designing the office renovation plans for the future heir of Leng Corporation when he suddenly appeared. He forcefully kissed her and then cut off a strand of her long hair with a dagger.

Could it be...

Is the silk bracelet on his wrist woven from her long hair

Perhaps she was overthinking it!

Tong Yimo fell silent, lost in thought.

Neither of them spoke further, and an unusual silence fell over the car.

After the car entered the city center, Tong Yimo asked to get off.

Lán Yè Chén didn't try to keep her. She said she wanted to get off, so he told the driver, Xiao Chen, to pull over and let her out.

After Tong Yimo got off the car, Leng Ye's cold gaze finally fell on her retreating figure.

He watched her walk away, disappearing into the crowd until the flow of people completely obscured her figure. Only then did he turn his gaze back, saying quietly, “Drive.”

When Tong Yimo returned to her front door, she realized she had left her phone and keys at the club.

But thankfully, the front door can still be opened with a fingerprint and a password.

As soon as Tong Yimo opened the door and stepped inside, she started rummaging through everything.

She searched for a long time, finally finding the meteorite necklace in the zippered pouch inside her suitcase.

This necklace was also given to her by that man.

Moreover, she was certain that the man had not recognized her, simply thinking of her as a singer from "Nightcap".

This made Tong Yimo suddenly feel that the man was a true playboy.

So, there's nothing to be attached to the things he gave.

Actually, she had never lingered.

Tong Yimo picked up this meteorite necklace and the hand-crafted pearl pouch, and went out to "Night Obsession".

When she presented the two things to her boss, Ferdinand, he was only curious about which man had privately given them to her.

"Mr. Fei, I know Ye Huo has an underground auction house. You help me drive up the price of these two things! I'll give you 30%, how about it" Tong Yimo raised her eyebrows playfully.

"These two things aren't worth much!" Ferdinand said nonchalantly, giving Tong Yimo a withering glance.

Tong Yimo, however, held up the meteorite necklace, dangling it in front of Fernand's eyes: "That bag is probably only around ten thousand dollars, but this meteorite necklace must be priceless!"

She is really broke right now!

Fernand smirked, realizing he couldn't fool the little girl. He then turned serious and spoke to Tong Yimo in a businesslike manner: "Fifty-fifty split, and I'll help you get these two things auctioned off at 'Nightfall's' underground marketplace for a higher price!"

15411/41884160 I can draw." Tong Yimo smiled, then paused and asked, "Why did I learn architectural design""You are for..." Leng Yechen hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.Could I possibly tell her tha...