tle Xie, come sit with me for a while and chat." Ji Yunning's lips curled into a slight smile as he stared straight at Tong Yimo, saying very politely.Tong Yimo stood still, but instead bowed slightly...So, Leng Yechen could tell with his toes that the person on the bed was most likely Luo Yirou.

She came to deliver documents to him today, but he didn't expect her to still be there.

"Get up and put on your clothes, get out!" Leng Yechen coldly hissed. He immediately picked up the phone on the bedside table and called the housekeeper, Liu Shu, "Liu Shu, please come over here and change the bed sheets and duvet for me."

In the seaside city, Linhai City's Yishan Bieyuan was left for Tenth Master Leng Yifeng and Ji Yaishan to reside in. As he would be staying in America for a while and needed someone to manage his daily life, he also brought Liu Shu along.

To avoid attracting the attention and suspicion of the security bureau, Uncle Liu specially submitted his resignation to Old Master Leng and returned home, but he changed his identity and accompanied Leng Yechen to this country.

"When Luo Yiting heard this, she immediately got up from the bed with the quilt in her arms. Her face was flushed, tears welled up in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said: "I'm a virgin, very clean! You don't need to think I'm dirty!"

Late at night, Shen Xia descended into consciousness and unconsciously glanced at Luo Yirou. He picked up the cigar box and sat down on the lounge chair by the floor-to-ceiling window.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and said slowly: “You’re not dirty, I'm just a neat freak. Can't stand the smell of other women in bed.”

"Mo has been dead for six months! How long will it take you to forget her I promised her that I would take good care of you. But you're torturing yourself!" Luo Yirou burst into tears.

After Tong Yimo's incident, she lied to him.

It was she who betrayed Tong Yimo, yet she praised Tong Yimo as being incredibly great.

It is said that Tong Yimo exposed her identity herself, admitting that she, Tong Yimo, was the woman of Leng Yechen. This saved Luo Yirou, resulting in Tong Yimo's solitary death.

With a gentle touch, he understood. His lies had been believed by Leng Ye Shen even in the cold night.

But did Leng Yechen believe her, Luo Yiru's soft words, or did he believe that Tong Yimo would sacrifice herself to save Luo Yiru, becoming such a foolish woman

It's impossible to tell what she's thinking, her heart is as impenetrable as the cold night.

Before, she had never seen him smoke at night. But ever since Tong Yimo died, he had started smoking, a cigar never leaving his hand for the past six months.

Cold Night took a long drag from his cigar, savoring the smoke before pinching it between his fingers and exhaling a plume of rings. "You know what I think every time I see you now"

Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at Leng Ye Chen. She thought he would say something sweet.

...Results....

"I was thinking, that person who died, it would have been better if you had been gentle with them!"

Cold night's words were crisp and resolute, even cold and merciless.

How could he be so foolish

He would give up his own child to save Ji Yaxian; now, he was even willing to sacrifice his own life, gently guiding her into safety while going to meet his death.

Míngmíng, his *yǐmò* can also be selfish, but why doesn't she become a little more selfish Let me explain:* **明明 (Míngmíng):** This is likely a name. * **以沫 (yǐmò):** This phrase is complex and depends on context. It could mean "life," "existence," "to live for someone," or even "sacrifice." The specific meaning would depend on how it's used in the larger story.Let me know if you have more context, and I can give a more precise translation!

And the truth of this matter, only she who is soft knows.

It was she who drove Tong Yimo to a desperate situation.

But she didn't expect that Tong Yimo would still be thinking about saving her at that time.

Actually, at that time, it was Luo Yifei who deliberately hinted to her Tong Yimo to go to death.

Everyone knows that the group of people who kidnapped them did it to set a trap for Leng Yechen.

If Leng Ye Chen went to save them, it would be like going to his death.

And Tong Yimo made the right choice.

If it were her, she would never have the guts to do this.

Because Cold Night Still lived, she also wanted to live.

Only by living could she hope to become the woman of his cold night.

Upon hearing from Lian Huasheng that Tong Yimo had died, Luo Yirou found herself laughing without a care.

She thought she had won, but she realized she still lost to Tong Yimo.

In a man's heart, what he can't get is always the best.

Tong Yimo's death made her the only white moonlight in Leng Yechen's cold and lonely heart.

“I thought about dying for Yimo, but she keeps distancing herself from me and you, always saying that she is your woman. What's worse, the man wearing the fake glasses believed her words.” Lu Yi sobbed, raising her hand to cover her face and crying bitterly, “I’m the one who wants to die, not Yimo. That way, you wouldn't be heartbroken. Big brother, I can die for you, of course, I’m willing to give you and Yimo my blessing. But Yimo said she hopes I can take good care of you for the rest of your life. Big brother, my heart hurts so much, it really does…”

But her cries, and her pleas, caused Leng Yechen to feel restless and agitated.

"Shut up and stop crying!" Leng Ye coldly reprimanded, successfully stopping Luo Yirou's tears.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Luo Yi thought it might be Liu Shu coming over, so she picked up the clothes on the bedside table and put them on under the covers.

After getting out of bed, she went to open the door for Uncle Liu.

Liu Shu hugged the new quilt, looking at Lu Yirou with surprise upon seeing her.

15411/41882204lessly, "Go wipe over there, I'll take care of this here.""Oh!" Lian Xing'er stammered in reply, then turned away, her heart still preoccupied with Ming Sihan.Why not have her send him a text message...