as she clinked her glass with Tong Yimo.Tong Yimo called Leng Fu-ren "Mom" in public instead of "Mother-in-law". She's really good at playing mind games.Su Manxue smiled with a hidden dagger in her ey...Rules are made to be broken.

He didn't want to ruin the relationship between him and his brother because of rules.

After talking with Old Master Leng, Leng Yechen returned to the courtyard. As soon as he stepped into the outer courtyard, he saw that the room where Yimo lived was lit up.

During the time that Yi Mo was away from Leng's grand estate, this small courtyard resembled a deserted palace, desolate and forlorn, with weeds growing rampant. It can be inferred that Su Man Xue had never returned to live here after her departure.

But at this moment, Leng Yechen saw that Yi Mo's house was lit up. He felt a strange urge, his legs moving towards the house as if possessed.

Leng Yechen walked to the door and politely knocked.

"The door isn't locked, come in." A voice, tinged with worry, came from within.

Leng Ye's heart jolted, and with a flick of his hand, he pushed the door open.

As the two doors swung open, a gentle breeze swept in, carrying with it a fragrance that defied description.

This fragrance is very subtle, refreshing to smell, and subtly enchanting.

Cold Night Chen was a little lost in thought, his gaze falling upon the red candlestick on the round table, its flame burning with a bright blue hue.

"Night has fallen... you're here!" It was Yi Mo's voice, as gentle as flowing water.

Like it came from the ethereal heavens, yet also seeming to be right beside you, it was both celestial and illusory, hazy and indistinct.

In the cold night, Chen Xun followed the sound and looked back. He drew his hands back and closed both doors.

With a bang, the moment the door closed, a gust of wind swept in, shaking the flame of the red candle on the round table and making the scent in the room even more intense.

"Night falls—"

Behind the light gauze curtain, a woman with a graceful and alluring figure walked towards this side.

With affection...

Cold Night, Silent watched this woman. He strode forward and pushed aside the beaded curtain, parting the sheer gauze.

"Yimo" lightly applied makeup, her eyes gazing up with a delicate charm, her black hair and rosy lips.

She wore a white, broad-sleeved, backless fairy dress. Her breasts were half exposed, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

"Yi Mo, you..." Leng Ye's voice trailed off. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

"Yi Mo" folded her hands together at her waist, slightly bending her knees, and spoke in a soft, gentle voice: "Yi Mo greets the Young Master."

As night fell, Leng Ye's body shuddered. His sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Yimò" rose to her feet, moving closer. Her slender jade hand, like a water snake, wound around Leng Yèchen's neck.

She stood on her tiptoes, looking up at the silent Leng Yechen.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating "Yimo's" oily face.

In the cold night, Chen's gaze was fixed on the woman before him, his breath filled with an indescribable fragrance.

"Yimò pulled Leng Yèchén's cold body closer to her, then narrowed her eyes slightly, sending her pink cherry lips toward Leng Yèchén's sexy thin lips.

Just as her lips were about to touch his, a large hand suddenly covered hers.

In the cold night, Chen's strike was powerful, sending "Yimo" spinning helplessly.

He twisted her arm, and with the other hand he clamped down tightly on her throat.

Su Manxue, you think that just by using some incense and pretending to be Yimo, you can tempt me" Leng Yechen scoffed coldly.

Su Manxue was stunned, only feeling that her throat was being pinched by two rough fingertips, making it hard to breathe.

How could she have forgotten

Before going into business, Leng Ye had served in the military and must have received special training.

So, her little tricks were nothing but child's play in front of him.

If she really was Mo, he would take her without hesitation.

But the problem was, she wasn't. Even if she tried her best to imitate Mo, he could see through it.

"Night falls... For you, I've sacrificed so much. Can't you accept even a sliver of me All I ask of you is..."

"Shut up!" Before Su Manxue could finish her words, Leng Yechen coldly reprimanded.

He didn't want to hear her pretentious excuses, the woman only cared about his money.

Of course, his guess was right on the mark.

Su Manxue did indeed value his status as the eldest son of the Leng family, the future heir to the Leng Corporation. He possessed supreme power and wealth, so she wanted to conquer him.

The more he resisted her, the more she wanted him.

No matter what it takes!

As night falls, I will make myself into the person you like in your heart. Su Man said softly and weakly.

Cold Night's lips curled into a slight smile, and he let out a cold snort that wasn't sincere: "Who told you I like Yimo"

What He doesn't like Yizhu How is that possible!

Su Manxue was momentarily stunned.

In the cold night, Leng Ye Chen turned Su Man Xue's body to face him, a chilly smile curling his thin lips: "If I liked Yi Mo, and you look exactly like her, and Yi Mo is now my sister-in-law, why wouldn't I simply take you and use you as a stand-in for Yi Mo"

That's true...

He's implying that he doesn't like her, right

Su Manxue actually believed him, Leng Yechen's such baseless words.

To love someone is to love their entirety, regardless of appearance or background. But then, what does it have to do with anything In reality, truly loving someone is something you can't explain.

This, Su Manxue will never understand.

Because she would never truly fall in love with anyone else.

In the cold night, Chen Jian saw Su Manxue silently. He let go of her and coldly reprimanded: "Clean up this room and get back to your own room to sleep."

"Night falls..." Su Manxue covered her chest and softly called out again, as tender as water.

But Leng Yechen simply ignored her, instead turning to walk towards the front door, pushing it open and stepping out.

Even with rosemary filling the air, he couldn't treat other women as if they were water.

As expected, Yi Mo is Yi Mo. No other woman can imitate her.

Cold Night Shen really hoped that there would be a woman to replace Yi Mo in his heart. That way, he wouldn't have to live such a painful, enduring, helpless and even hopeless life in love...

The next day.

Su Manxue dragged her suitcase out of the room and silently followed Leng Yeshen.

Not until she personally placed her suitcase into the SUV's trunk did Leng Yechen offer any assistance. Throughout the process, he never reached out a hand to help, because he had always been indifferent to her charms.

He only pitied Tong Yimo, he only loved Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo was everything to Leng Yesen.

Su Manxue could see clearly and understand in her heart. It was she who took over Yimo's identity and stole everything that should have belonged to Yimo. He hated her, it was deserved.

But, she thought, he deserved it!

All the men in this world are possessed by lust!

The woman you can't have is often the most beautiful and idealized woman in a man's heart.

Su Manxue had heard about it. The reason she was able to go to Binjiang City with Leng Yeshen this time was entirely because Yimo also lived in his private residence.

On the surface, he invited Su Manxue to play in Binjiang City, but in reality, he just wanted to pull her to live with him, giving them both a way to avoid suspicion.

Su Manxue didn't think she was stupid, so she wouldn't be played by Yimò.

Since this time it was Mo who took the initiative to "invite" her, then she might as well take this opportunity to rebuild a good relationship with Mo.

Maybe, if she wins over Yimo, Leng Yechen will change his attitude towards her.

Su Manxue's every action was entirely to make herself the true mistress of the Cold Family.

She only cared about Leng Yeshen's money and power, but she had no love for him.

For Su Manxue, who has always been at ease among men, money is more real than men. She wouldn't hang her feelings on any man.

In this regard, Yimo differs from her. Yimo values emotions deeply; once they occur, she will carefully protect them and even go to great lengths for love.

In Su Manxue's eyes, Yimo's behavior was called "silly"!

Love is something that's not worth investing in at all; only money is real!

When Leng Yechen brought Su Manxue back to his private residence, Liu Shen saw Su Manxue and was dumbfounded.

Miss Su Manxue and Miss Tong Yimo look exactly alike.

She stood face to face, as if looking in a mirror.

Tong Yimo also discovered that during this time apart, Su Manxue had become just like her, as if they were carved from the same mold.

"Aunt Liu, this is Miss Su," Leng Yechen introduced calmly.

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