y door. Her thoughts of suicide vanished instantly. She quickly jumped down from the railing and rushed to the balcony door, embracing him tightly: "Sobbing—Ajing... I can't live without you! Don't le...A cold night, a secluded private residence.

In the spacious, azure-blue bathroom, a white shower head was showering thousands of strands of warm water, creating a thin layer of mist that fell upon a head of silken, long hair.

Raindrops glide on the supple, smooth, porcelain skin, like silken threads dancing across her graceful form.

Tong Yimo turned off the shower and tested the water temperature with her foot before slowly sinking into the bathtub filled with fine bubbles.

Even now, she still can't believe she's married again.

And she even married her ex-husband's older brother!

This can't be true!

This can't be true!

Tong Yimo submerged her face in the water, wanting to bury herself even deeper.

Because, she must stay calm!

Why do all the women around Big Brother keep leaving him

Could it be that, big brother, you have a tendency towards violence That's why they wouldn't marry him

"I have no violent tendencies." The man's voice was a low murmur.

Tong Yimo's eyes widened. She suddenly realized she had already surfaced. She murmured to herself in a daze, and these words... She swallowed hard, her black and white pupils secretly shifted to the left, unexpectedly catching sight of Leng Yechen completely naked in the shower!

"Uh—" He closed his eyes, pondering against the wall.

Good heavens, when did he run in

When did she start talking to herself, and when did he start listening No, no, no, the most important thing is, she's taking a bath! Why did he run in here too

She just bathed naked like that without even calling her.

However, I initially thought he was slender, but when he took off his clothes, I realized that the tall and straight figure hidden beneath the suit was lean and muscular. The muscle lines were prominent, evidence of a well-trained physique, perfectly sculpted without any excess fat. He resembled an imposing stone sculpture, combining strength and beauty.

"Sorry, I just thought about calling you, but I saw you were deep in thought and didn't want to interrupt." Leng Ye's low, husky voice accompanied the sound of flowing water.

To her ears, it sounded as if there was a wall separating them, not entirely clear, but his tone conveyed his sincerity.

Tong Yimo slowly turned her head. Before she could see his face, a large shadow fell over her first, then the water in the bathtub overflowed, and finally, he sat down opposite her.

His dampness fell onto her full forehead, and she suddenly realized that he looked much younger now, like a boy of seventeen or eighteen.

But in fact, he's already twenty-seven or eight, isn't he!

Tong Yimo didn't know Leng Yeshen's exact age, she only knew that he was much older than her.

A wisp of vapor danced across his handsome face, his slightly tipsy dark eyes were deep and profound like obsidian, reflecting a pool of beauty. Paired with his flying eyebrows, he exuded an air of dominance, carrying the innate bearing of royalty.

This is a test.

He exuded an intense presence, a powerful aura that was impossible to ignore.

Such a man is very charming, but she doesn't like...

"Mind if I join you for a bath" Leng Ye Shen asked lazily, resting his head against the recess beside the bathtub with some weariness.

You've already acted first and then justified it.

"I said, 'Do you mind if I go out'"

She's been married to Leng Zhujing for three years, and they haven't even had a bath together yet!

"No." He chuckled wickedly. "Who told you to take a shower and forget to lock the door"

"..." Tong Yimo was speechless.

Although the bathtub was full of bubbles, they seemed to be dissipating, disappearing without a trace. She pretended to lightly wipe her body with a towel she grabbed from the edge of the tub, but her actions were more about concealing than cleaning. She also subtly retracted her feet to avoid touching something she shouldn't.

Leng Ye looked at her with a cold and indifferent gaze. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if nonchalantly asking, "Are you tired"

"Not tired!" Tong Yimo came back to her senses and looked at Leng Yeshen. Her hands subconsciously hugged her chest, putting on a vigilant posture. "That... you had quite a bit of red wine!"

This man has never had good intentions towards her when he's drunk!

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." he said softly.

"You're serious about that"

Then, he fell silent…

But no matter what, she couldn't stand the feeling of awkward silence.

"Big brother, how old are you this year" she casually asked a question.

"Twenty-seven."

"I'm twenty-one, you are six years older than me, a three-year generation gap, we have two generations!"

A cold night, sweat dripping down my face.

Just as Tong Yimo was about to ask her second question, he suddenly said in a calm voice, "Yimo, I may not have much time to wait for you to forget Ajing, because I want to have a child with you as soon as possible."

"Child" Tong Yimo was startled both physically and mentally.

"Don't worry, I'll have a team of lawyers fight for you to get custody of the child you gave to Ajingsheng. I'll treat him as my own."

"Then will you let him inherit the Leng Corporation" Tong Yimo asked abruptly.

Leng Ye Chen answered bluntly, "Yes."

He only knew she had divorced A-Jing, as for the reason, he guessed it was likely Qi Si-Yan's interference again.

Tong Yimo smiled awkwardly in her heart. What a pity!

That child is not hers and the sanitation worker's.

"Does your older brother like children" she asked again.

He lowered his eyes: "As long as you gave birth to it, I would love it."

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