Zhong Lingling frowned and nodded sensibly. "Got it, so tonight, you'll have to make do with sleeping on the couch!"
The corners of Xiang Yimo's lips had secretly curled up, but now they stiffened in place.
Darn, he thought Lingling would let him sleep with her!
After all he did and said with Lingling that evening, she still couldn't accept the fact that they were married.
What would it take to quickly get Lingling back into his arms?
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Monday.
Xiang Yimo and Zhong Lingling returned to the company for work.
That dinner fiasco caused by Xiang Aoran actually set Xiang Yimo free, and now he could go to the company without having to wear a heavy mask anymore.
As he walked into the group's entrance with his little follower Zhong Lingling, some employees who knew Xiang Yimo was CEO Yimo promptly greeted them and couldn't help but stare at the handsome Xiang Yimo.
"Good morning, CEO Yimo! Good morning, Young Madam!"
