ion Ji Siyan gave him, he would still believe that his biological mother died for his father out of loyalty. 。Well, he really thinks his big brother, grandfather, and grandmother are too simple. 。Bi...Ji Siyan smiled wryly and weakly replied, "Okay."

When Leng Zhujing was about to leave, Ji Siyan continued, "I won't bless you and Yimo."

"I and Yimò don't need your blessings. Don't do stupid things in the future, for a man like me, you are not worth it." Leng Zhùjing coldly replied, leaving alone.

Ji Siyan sat on the big bed, crying silently.

When Leng Zhujing returned to his suite, it was already 4 a.m.

He tiptoed over and picked up another clean nightgown, went to the bathroom for a shower, and returned to the bed. Tong Yimo was still sleeping soundly.

She knew nothing, pure as snow in winter.

Leng Zhujing lay down beside Tong Yimo, raised his hand, and extended it towards her face.

Her willow eyebrows, her eyelashes, her nose, her cherry lips, her face...

Has he ever been touched by those wealthy young masters from "Nightcap"

He still can't bear to touch her, while she has long been defiled by those men.

"Mo Mo, it's okay, I'm dirty anyway. Let's get 'dirty' together! From now on, I will build a warm home for us. In the future, we will have children. Mo Mo, give me a son first! Then give me a daughter. We'll have both sons and daughters, living happily together for a lifetime, okay" Leng Zhu Jing gently caressed Tong Yi Mo's face, rubbing her features with his fingertips, speaking to himself softly.

He didn't hear a single word he said.

Unknowingly, Leng Zhucheng watched with his own eyes as Tong Yimo's willow eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He gently smoothed her brow, but it immediately furrowed again.

Moreover, the hands she had originally placed by her pillow slowly moved downward, her whole body curling up into a ball, her arms crossed in front of her chest in a defensive posture.

Don't...

Big brother, please don't...

"MOMO, MOMO MOMO, wake up!" Leng Zhulang gently shook Tong Yimo's body while softly calling out.

Tong Yimo suddenly opened her eyes, and when she saw the man in front of her was Leng Zhujing, she instinctively burrowed into Leng Zhujing's arms.

"Having a nightmare" Leng Zhujing gently patted Tong Yimo's back, asking softly.

Tong Yimo hid in Leng Zhujing's arms and nodded slightly.

She dreamt of what her brother had forced upon her that day...

I even dreamed that my older brother bled from his seven orifices...

Tong Yimò was so scared that her whole body trembled.

"Don't be afraid, MoMo, I'm here!" Leng Zhujing hugged Tong Yimo, his cheek gently pressed against her head, soothingly comforting her.

Listening to Leng Zhucheng's gentle voice, Tong Yimo's heart finally calmed down.

He didn't ask her what she dreamed about, but instead kept comforting her, holding her tightly and giving her a sense of security.

When his warm breath, sprayed on her face, she smelled tobacco in the air.

"Xiao Wei, do you smoke" Tong Yimo slightly raised her head and looked at Leng Zhujing with a serious expression.

Cold Noon froze, reaching out to rub Tong Yimò's head, and replied meaningfully: "Hmm."

"Are you under a lot of work stress" Tong Yimo hugged Leng Zhujing's waist, asking in a low and melancholy voice.

The midday scene was cold and silent.

Tong Yimo pursed her lips and then said, "I'm sorry..."

"I will quit smoking!" Leng Zhujing directly interrupted Tong Yimo's words.

Tong Yimo was taken aback both physically and mentally.

Leng Zhujing's lips curled up slightly, and she lowered her head to kiss Tong Yimo's forehead gently. She continued in a soft voice: "Mo Mo, I've thought it over. When you finish university, we'll have a wedding, and then we'll have children. In the future, I'll take care of the outside, and you'll take care of the inside."

Tong Yi Mo blushed and buried her face in Leng Zhuxiang's chest, shyly.

Over these four years, Momo can complete her studies, while her company will also become an independent entity belonging to her in four years.

By then, he was no longer insecure and no longer felt that he was inferior to his elder brother in everything.

And their lives together will only get better and better.

This is the most ideal and yearned-for state of Leng Zhujing.

"Does Xiao Wei like boys or girls" Tong Yimo extended her index finger and hid in Leng Zhulang's arms, drawing circles on his chest.

"As long as it's MoMo's, I like it." Leng Zhujing smiled faintly.

Tong Yimo listened to his words, her smile sweet and radiant: "Then... in the future, we'll have a boy and a girl. Then we'll raise a cat and a dog, and even a talking parrot."

"...When it came to the topic of raising pets, Leng Zhulang remained silent."

The two of them lay in bed, hugging each other. Tong Yimo talked to herself, and then she fell asleep.

By the time Tong Yimo woke up, it was already high noon.

She didn't expect herself to sleep so soundly, able to sleep all the way until midday.

If it weren't for the alarm clock on her phone, she would have missed submitting her college application today. She almost forgot about her most important life event so far.

After washing up, Tong Yimo changed her clothes and sat directly in front of the desktop computer in this presidential suite, starting to fill out the application form.

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