"Are you going to work? Why are you so busy on the first day of work? Then you must remember to ask your assistant to order meals for you. Don't forget to eat because of work."
"Okay. I'll go home after processing these papers."
"Understood. Then I won't delay your work, hang up." Lin Xiaomi hung up the phone and sat on the sofa. Because of his call, the grievances that had surged up in the main building before dissipated a little.
She cooks at home, and he works outside. If he comes back late, he will call her in time.
This kind of life seemed ordinary, but it gave her a kind of sweetness.
how to say.
It was as if they were really a couple.
Ah Xing heard that she burned her hand in the main building, so she hurriedly asked the servant to get the burn ointment: "Young Madam, your hand...do you need me to call the doctor?"
Looking at the red fingertips, Lin Xiaomi shook his head indifferently: "It's okay, I just got burned a bit, it's not serious, this kind of thing often happens in the kitchen."
She paused, then said, "Don't tell him what happened today."
"yes."
If Leng Yihuang doesn't come back for dinner at night, then she doesn't need to cook, and the servant can just cook something for her at night.
She went back to her room to rest for a while, and looked online at the resumes that had been sent out before. Someone had already passed them, but there was no information about letting her go for an interview.
As a reporter, she must have a keen sense of news. During this period of time, she did not pay attention to the current hot news. She was lying on the bed and flipping through the pages on her mobile phone.
She fell asleep after looking at it, and when she woke up, it was completely dark outside, and she slept until eight o'clock.
He hasn't come back yet.
Feeling a little hungry, Lin Xiaomi yawned and went downstairs, wanting to find something to eat in the kitchen.
As soon as I walked to the door of the kitchen, I heard someone whispering inside.
"Do you think Eldest Young Master really likes her? How can she be compared with Miss Bai in terms of her background, that is, she looks better. I don't know why Eldest Young Master brought her back."
"I must have been deceived by her appearance, but I think the young master has already regretted it."
"How to say?"
"Did the young master not come back for dinner not long ago tonight? He said he was working in the company, but in fact the young master went out on a date with Miss Bai."
"How did you know?"
"I heard it with my own ears. It was arranged by the president's wife. First go to a candlelight dinner, and then go to the movies. It seems that I will go for a walk on the beach. How romantic."
…
Standing outside the kitchen, Lin Xiaomi couldn't believe her ears.
They must be talking nonsense, right
But the nonsense is too well-founded.
Lin Xiaomi suddenly remembered that in the morning Chen Zhong came to say what the president's wife had arranged, but was interrupted by Leng Yihuang sharply before he finished speaking.
He lost his temper so much, is it because he is afraid that she will hear what Chen Zhong is going to say later
After the servant in the kitchen finished muttering, he came out and saw Lin Xiaomi standing outside, his face turned pale with fright.
They looked at each other with horror in their eyes: "Lin, Miss Lin, are you hungry, may I get you something to eat?"
"No need, I'll do it myself."
She casually ordered a bowl of noodles and ate them blandly, feeling like chewing wax.
She went upstairs without taking two bites.
Standing by the window quietly looking in the direction of the door...
...
It is a famous restaurant for couples in Kyoto. The wife of the president occupies the whole floor of the top floor. Looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the most beautiful night view in Kyoto.
In the restaurant, the violin is melodious, the lights are dim, and the candlelight on the table is dazzling, creating a perfect romantic atmosphere for a date.
Bai Ruoxin had never been in a relationship since she was a child, and this was the first time she saw such a scene today. She was stunned as soon as she stepped out of the elevator.
She was still in a daze for a while, especially after seeing Leng Yihuang's appearance, she even had unspeakable expectations in her heart, hoping that he personally arranged all of this.
But what happened next completely shattered her fantasy.
Bai Ruoxin was cutting the foie gras on the plate, looking depressedly at Leng Yihuang who was frowning and flipping through the documents.
In such a romantic and intoxicating environment, just listen to the rustling sound of his flipping files as an accompaniment to the violin.
She listened to it all night, feeling almost depressed to death.
"Brother Yi, aren't you afraid of indigestion when you work and eat at the same time?"
Leng Yihuang didn't lift his head: "Eat your meal."
"I'm full." Bai Ruoxin was a little depressed. Watching him correcting documents in such a romantic atmosphere is not as interesting as she went out to press the road: "Let's go home."
"No, after ten o'clock."
"What???" Bai Ruoxin pouted aggrievedly, "But I'm bored."
"Ah Yan." Leng Yihuang ordered in a low voice, Ah Yan conjured up a game console out of nowhere and handed it to Bai Ruoxin.
Bai Ruoxin suddenly felt that life was hopeless.
One night, at the most romantic restaurant in Kyoto, two people, one correcting documents and the other playing game consoles, stayed up until ten o'clock in the evening.
As soon as ten o'clock passed, Leng Yihuang immediately sent her home. When she returned to the presidential palace, it was almost half past eleven.
The car drove into the Presidential Palace, crossed the courtyard, and stopped in front of the auxiliary building. He squeezed the space between his brows, looked at the dark window on the second floor, and his brows and eyes suddenly softened.
Gently pushing open the door, the room was really pitch black, and through the light from the corridor, one could vaguely see the protruding figure on the bed.
He tiptoed in, took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.
In the dark room, Lin Xiaomi's bright eyes looked forward faintly. She didn't fall asleep, she couldn't sleep at all.
At half past eleven, he finally came back.
The sound of splashing water in the bathroom stopped, he came out, lifted the quilt, and embraced her domineeringly as usual.
The fiery thin lips gently kissed her fragrant neck, and the rough palms gently described her exquisite figure, and then they poked in from under her pajamas.
Sensing his emotion, Lin Xiaomi pressed down his troublesome big hand.
The man's low laughter sounded next to his ears: "So you didn't sleep, wait for me?"
The indistinct voice disappeared on her fragrant and smooth skin.
"Why did you come back? What did you do tonight?" Lin Xiaomi panted slightly, annoyed that she couldn't stand his teasing so much.
But he is so familiar with her body that he can easily arouse her desire.
Leng Yihuang rolled over on her body, eager to strip her out of her pajamas, and said vaguely: "Work."
Lin Xiaomi felt his fiery kiss, but felt desolate in her heart.
Why lie to her
She really had no way to deceive herself into being polite to him under his lies, she put her hands on his chest in resistance, pushed him away, and said lightly: "I don't want to do it."