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The next morning.

Tilting her head, her perfect morning mood came to an end in an instant. If she hadn't seen the face beside her, she would have been happy all morning.

Yin Jia Lu immediately lifted up her blanket to look at his clothes. Luckily, his clothes were still the same as they were last night.

Leng Dong Ru woke up and walked around with his hands on his neck. With a hoarse voice, he asked in an especially sexy manner, "You really know how to mess around."

Eh? Why did she hear something different?

She buried her head in the blanket to check. After realizing that her clothes were intact, she came out with dishevelled hair. "Don't spout nonsense. It's bad for my reputation."

He sneered: "Fame?" Sleeping with your husband is your bad reputation?

Eh, Yin Jia Lu felt that she had used the wrong word, and made Leng Dong Ru unhappy again?

She carefully observed Leng Dong Ru's expression. She heard that when a man gets up in the morning to become the strongest one, he would react even if he was slightly agitated.

After that, her beastly nature flared up. She didn't want to spend the night peacefully eating all the food in the morning.

In response to her probing gaze, Leng Dong Ru's cold eyes twitched, and he immediately lifted off his blanket to get up.

His clothes from last night were no longer there. Only his underpants were left on his legs, his strong upper body, and his legs that seemed to be full of strength from a single glance …

She couldn't take it anymore. She felt like she was going to have a nosebleed. The stimulation from early in the morning was too strong.

Regardless of Yin Jia Lu's death look, Leng Dong Ru, who still had a meeting to attend today, stood up and walked into the bathroom.

Taking advantage of the time, Yin Jia Lu quickly tidied up her clothes and put on her backpack, waiting for Leng Dong Ru to wash up.

When Leng Dong Ru came out, he saw Yin Jia Lu standing at the entrance of the room with her backpack.

He glanced at it and said nothing, wiping his hair that was still wet from the shower.

However, Yin Jia Lu could not wait any longer. "Director Leng, hurry up. I still need to go home."

He asked, "Go home? Didn't you already move here? "

Stay? Forget it, after what happened last night, she had clearly seen the consequences of living in the Leng Jia. Either she transformed into a tool to give birth to 3-8 children for Zhao Ya Hui to be happy about, or she would be bullied by Wei Yi Xi and Zhao Ya Hui.

Leng Dong Ru was so busy every day, he must have been done in just a few minutes.

Moreover, she didn't plan to live with Leng Dong Ru anymore.

Two years ago, when the Yin family was short of funds to start a new project, Yin Jia Xuan, who had already set a date for her wedding, ran away with her beloved man.

In front of the lack of funds and facing the two problems of Leng Jia not having a daughter-in-law, she was pushed out by Yin Qi Shan.

They had reached an agreement. After Leng Jia gave the money to Yin Family, no matter what happened to Yin Family or herself, she would ask for a divorce no matter what happened two years later. Furthermore, Yin Family would support it.

The foster father agreed.

She wanted to be free. Facing the kindness of having an adoptive father and a foster mother to take care of, she could not be as willful as Yin Jia Xuan.

But this time, she could be considered to have repaid the kindness Yin Family had shown her in raising her. She knew that the Leng Jia had given her a lot of capital.

Two years …

With only three months left, she decided to make up her mind. After the divorce, she would be able to do whatever she wanted without a care in the world.

In the face of her absent-mindedness, Leng Dong Ru pretended to accept and went downstairs.

Yin Jia Lu, who had recovered from the shock, could only follow him and rush forward, wanting to discuss with him about sending her home today.

When he followed Leng Dong Ru, the two already arrived at the living room.

Zhao Ya Hui called her to sit at the dining table and brought out a cup of soup.

"Come, drink." Zhao Ya Hui's attitude was clearly a little better than yesterday, but her tone was still indifferent.

Yin Jia Lu did not delay it, she picked it up and took a sip, her mouth full of the strange smell.

Then he took a look at the soup. How could this be soup? It was just like a traditional Chinese medicine. There were too many strange and strange things about it.

She asked, "What kind of soup is this?"

Zhao Ya Hui smiled brilliantly.