"Of course, it won’t affect anything."
During the video conference, several executives couldn’t help but furrow their brows, wondering if they had heard wrong.
Huahua? The flower, Huahua?
Was that a call for the chairman just now?
Is this the chairman’s wife?
She sounds quite young, it seems what they say online is true, she’s still in school.
While the executives were pondering and pretending to look down and arrange their docunts, Leng Lingxiao suddenly spoke up, "eting’s over, email if there’s anything."
Everyone was incredibly surprised. It’s over?
This must be the shortest video conference in history, abruptly ended, all because the chairman’s Little Wife had sothing to say.
When did their decisive chairman beco so easy-going?
Whipped, doting on his wife, newlyweds?
It wasn’t until Leng Lingxiao closed his laptop that Tang Xiaowan realized she had co at a bad ti, Huahua was in a eting.
She had been imrsed in self-reflection, thinking about how to apologize properly.
"Huahua, I think I made a mistake again!"
Leng Lingxiao pulled Tang Xiaowan into his arms, "My Little Tangtang is never wrong, and if there really is sothing... it’s my fault for not being good enough."
"Huahua, thank you, actually... I an... I didn’t really have ’that’."
"Hmm? Didn’t have what?"
"I an, that period, I didn’t, I lied to you. Because I was a bit scared, not knowing if I could... be a good wife to you, and also... I love eating radish, and I was really worried about farting at night."
Leng Lingxiao was initially stunned, then chuckled, scraping Tang Xiaowan’s nose.
"Silly, what are you thinking about?"
Tang Xiaowan pouted and replied coyly, "Cut it out, you’re not a girl, of course, you think it’s no big deal, but I think it’s very important, super important, it affects my beautiful image."
"Fool, what haven’t I seen of you? You used to be all snotty and teary when you were little."
"It’s just not the sa."
"Oh, so you an... you realized you shouldn’t have lied to yesterday?" Leng Lingxiao suddenly frowned slightly, pretending to be a bit angry.
"I’m sorry, I won’t do it again."
"And how will you make it up to ? My loss is huge, every mont of a spring night is worth a thousand gold!"
As he said this, he gave a naughty smile.
"How about... I cook lunch?" Tang Xiaowan bit her finger, trying hard to control her slight panic, thinking if all else failed, she might sacrifice her looks, given she was in the wrong for lying.
But to Leng Lingxiao, this was like throwing a charming lamb into a tiger’s den.
"No, choose sothing else."
"Ah! Really, that’s not even allowed?"
You should know, Tang Xiaowan hardly ever cooks because she feels the sll of cooking oil is bad for her skin.
Seeing his Little Wife so uncooperative, Leng Lingxiao decisively picked her up and carried her to the sofa in the lounge area, boldly kissing her plump, elastic lips.
In an instant, waves of sweetness surged, greatly satisfying Leng Lingxiao’s long-suppressed emotions.
"Tangtang, I love you!"
"I love you too, Huahua, but I’m a bit... nervous, what if soone cos?"
"Sweetie, don’t move around."
The atmosphere in the study instantly beca extrely intimate.
Suddenly, three knocks on the door followed by Zhao Renjie’s very anxious voice.
"Master, master!"
Goodness, thankfully the door was just closed. Tang Xiaowan thought, feeling like a startled deer as she suddenly broke free from Leng Lingxiao’s embrace.
"We don’t need to bother, they’ll leave soon." Leng Lingxiao pulled Tang Xiaowan back to his side.
"Huahua, maybe... it’s urgent."
Leng Lingxiao shook his head with a slight curl of his thin lips, firmly holding Tang Xiaowan in his arms, continuing to kiss her, but this ti much more intensely.
Just as he intended to go further, the knocking sound echoed again.
Thud, thud, thud...
Though the door had a fingerprint lock and Zhao Renjie knew the password, he would definitely not dare to intrude without Leng Lingxiao speaking up.
Of course, Tang Xiaowan didn’t need to worry about these; she possessed a unique privilege.
"Master, master, are you there?"
Along with the knocking, the voice was still frantic.
At this mont, surrounded by the heat, Leng Lingxiao kissed her wildly, and she felt almost suffocated, her whole body dizzy.
"Huahua, Huahua... stop for a mont."
"What’s wrong, Tangtang?"
"Maybe... Old Zhao really has sothing urgent."
"It’s this ti... In my arms, and you still care about others, huh?"
Clearly, the man was jealous.
But the outside did not know the situation inside; they steadily knocked, thud thud thud, each sound making Tang Xiaowan very anxious.
"Huahua, Huahua!"
Leng Lingxiao paused, his handso face filled with the fury of an impending storm.
"Okay, okay, don’t be angry now."
"Let’s wait for tonight, we’ll have plenty of ti tonight, don’t be angry, okay?"
Tang Xiaowan’s soothing words did work, a bit coquettish and mildly brazenly seductive, calming Leng Lingxiao quickly like a lion’s rage subsiding.
In just a few seconds, his expression changed, slowly letting go of his little wife, and then he helped her tidy her ssy hair.
"Alright, it’s a promise, no going back."
Tang Xiaowan nodded, her face blushing: "Okay, I’ll go first then."
Imdiately, the study door opened.
Seeing Tang Xiaowan coming out with a flushed face, Zhao Renjie suddenly felt a sense of impending doom, therefore, he nodded with a complicated expression.
"Madam... are you here too?"
Alas, he really was getting senile. Besides the situation where the madam was inside, what else could make the master so indifferent?
Tang Xiaowan smiled sweetly, nodding to signal, "Go in, Huahua is waiting for you."
Zhao Renjie: "..."
"Yes, Madam."
In fact, it would have been better if Tang Xiaowan had not smiled, that smile made Zhao Renjie even more anxious, thinking: This is it, I must be dood, I definitely ca at the wrong ti, disturbing the master and madam’s intimate mont.
Though he was never married, Zhao Renjie understood such natural human emotions.
The door was then gently closed by Tang Xiaowan.
In an instant, the air around seed to solidify, very silent.
Indeed, Zhao Renjie had just stepped into the study and taken only three or four steps when he saw Leng Lingxiao’s cold, unfathomable gaze fixedly staring at him.
That expression seed to say: You better think of an appropriate reason, or it’s your death sentence.
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