Morning, the Heir

Chapter 136: Extreme joy begets sorrow

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Lin Xiaomi didn't expect him to say that, and had to admit that this person had a really sweet mouth, and apart from being a little intimidating at times, his personality was much better than she had imagined before.

Leng Yihuang stretched out his hand to her, and Lin Xiaomi walked in.

"What are you doing?" Leng Yihuang saw that she was holding a tea set in her hand.

"Didn't you let people call me Tea Ceremony? I'm here to let you see my study results." Lin Xiaomi smiled obsequiously, kneeling in front of the coffee table in the room, doing it decently.

Leng Yihuang was sitting on the executive chair, looking at her from a distance, with long hair shawl, wearing a long white dress, as quiet as a virgin, beautiful like a painting.

Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Xiaomi had no choice but to pour the tea over for him, and asked a little flatteringly, "Did you see it just now? How is it?"

Leng Yihuang smelled the tea with his nose, and drank it very cooperatively.

Nodded: "Not bad."

"real?"

"Well, not bad, it's like the level I learned on the first day."

"..." Lin Xiaomi's brain circuits couldn't keep up with his rhythm, and it took him a while to understand what he meant. This is a bad review!

Lin Xiaomi was a little frustrated. In fact, she felt pretty good about herself, so she came to him to show off. Unexpectedly, he gave such an evaluation.

Seeing her somewhat disappointed face, Leng Yihuang asked with a light smile, "What can you do with me?"

"Taste tea."

"you sure?"

He saw it.

Lin Xiaomi smiled "hehe": "Just now Ah Xing showed me the information he found. He is really good. He can find so much information in such a short time."

As Lin Xiaomi said, her eyes fell on the documents on his desk, and she saw three big characters flying around the signature of the documents.

This is his name

Lin Xiaomi actually came here because she was curious about his identity. She wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to ask, because she was afraid that he would be unhappy.

If you saw his name at this time, you should be able to know his identity, right

Leng Yihuang saw her tilting her head and staring at the words on the document, with a curious look on her face: "Want to know my name?"

Lin Xiaomi pursed her lips and nodded.

"Come here." Leng Yihuang leaned back on the executive chair, slid back slightly to reveal a little position, and patted his uninjured leg, obviously for her to sit.

Lin Xiaomi hesitated for a moment, but sat on it obediently.

In the next moment, Leng Yihuang's broad chest was pressed against her thin back, and he handed her the signature pen, casually opened a document next to him, and taught her to write his name down.

Leng Yihuang

Lin Xiaomi looked at the strokes of each word, and silently said his name in his heart.

"Understood?" Leng Yihuang's chin rested on her thin shoulders, while speaking, he tilted his head slightly, and his thin lips brushed past her ears.

Lin Xiaomi didn't dare to hide, and nodded, thinking it sounded good.

"Call it again."

"Leng Yihuang." Lin Xiaomi obediently called her full name.

The next moment, the rough fingertips pinched her jaw, and turned her face away. Under the silver mask, his expression could not be seen clearly, but the exposed eyes were deep and bright: "Call me Huang."

For some reason, Lin Xiaomi suddenly had a very strange feeling, and her heartbeat was inexplicably chaotic.

It seems a little shy.

Especially when he thought of the intimate and embarrassing things he pestered him to do when he woke up in the morning.

She blushed, her eyes fell on her own hands, and she didn't dare to look at him, so she yelled inaudibly: "...Huang."

As soon as she finished speaking, his thin eagle lips followed.

Every time he kissed her, he was irresistible and domineering, biting her lips so that it hurt, and the fanaticism was shocking.

From this kiss, it can be seen how strong his character is. Even if she resists a little bit, he will kiss more deeply until she loses her battle and falls softly into his arms.

...

When Lin Xiaomi came out of the study, her lips were still slightly swollen. Just now he was biting her tongue, but she just dodged slightly, and in return for him to bite deeper, her lips seemed to be broken.

She immediately went back to the room, wanting to check his name online.

But she didn't have a computer, so she rang her cell phone, but the cell phone had already run out of power and turned off automatically.

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, Cheng Min walked in with a servant, holding various women's clothes, and entered Leng Yihuang's cloakroom.

Lin Xiaomi was taken aback by them, and instinctively told her that those clothes were all for her.

She just glanced at it just now, and all she saw were luxury brands that she would never dare to look at.

Cheng Min directed the servants to tidy up the cloakroom. Originally, she wanted to treat Lin Xiaomi as transparent, but her eyes fell on her red and swollen lips. It was the appearance that can only be formed after a passionate kiss. She was instantly enveloped by an inexplicable jealousy. .

"Young madam, these are all bought by the young master for you. This is probably the first time you have seen so many luxury goods, but please don't reveal this expression, it will embarrass the young master. You just need to cling to the young master. From now on There will be inexhaustible glory and wealth, and you can get what you want as long as you talk about it."

Lin Xiaomi listened to Cheng Min's snarky words in disgust, but she knew very well in her heart that it was just because of jealousy.

Lin Xiaomi hooked her lips and smiled: "I'm very lucky. I married such a good husband. If I become a housekeeper, I won't have such a blessing. Your own things will always get the happiness you deserve.”

Cheng Min was ridiculed by her in front of so many servants, she couldn't get off the stage, and walked over with an ugly face: "I advise you not to be too complacent, there is an idiom called extreme joy begets sorrow, you don't understand it."

Lin Xiaomi looked at a blank look: "I don't seem to really understand. Let me give you an example. Cheng Butler, do you think I'm using it right? Let's use Cheng Butler as an example. In the past, you could be an authority in this family." It's a blessing, but now that my young lady is here, you can no longer jump very high, isn't it just that extreme joy begets sorrow?"

Lin Xiaomi blinked her eyes, looking innocent.

None of the servants behind her could have imagined that the Young Madam could speak so directly, without holding back, she let out a puff.

Cheng Min stared at the past, all of them turned their heads tremblingly, tidied up the things in their hands in a panic, and all of them turned ugly.

Lin Xiaomi watched coldly. The servants in this family seemed to be really afraid of Cheng Min, which also meant that Cheng Min did have status in front of Leng Yihuang.

She now has the title of young lady, and she can be taller than Chengmin, but in fact they are more afraid of Chengmin.

"You won't be arrogant for long." Cheng Min glared at her angrily. She had never been ridiculed like this before.