love addiction

Anxiety spread in his heart, as if his own life and death depended only on his words.

The others also stared at Long Yejue intently, waiting for him to speak.

This moment is difficult.

Finally, the man opened his mouth.

The pretty thin lips were slightly curved, and the cold phoenix eyes were also filled with a smile, and he opened his mouth amidst everyone's surprised, puzzled, and doubtful eyes.

And, with a strong sense of pampering, "So the love I gave you is called limited edition love, wife, when will you give me a limited edition love?"

Tang Mianmian, "..."

Shouldn't you be angry?

The old man eased his expression, but his tone was still cold, "How did I teach you? This kind of news will be exposed, and your public relations team can be fired!"

Zhu Wenyi was worried, "This time, the stock price of Long's Fund will definitely be impacted, and I'm afraid of those who care."

"Mom, don't worry about the company." Long Yejue persuaded.

After what he said, Zhu Wenyi was blocked by a single sentence when he wanted to say anything, so she could only sulk.

Tang Mianmian kept her head down, and only opened her mouth after Long Yejue's words were resolved, her tone was weak but sincere, "Grandpa, I'm sorry."

It's useless to explain anything, if it's wrong, it's wrong.

Although Long Zhenfei was partial to Tang Mianmian, he also knew to set an example this time, and said with a cold snort, "What did I tell you usually? Who in the Long family is not cautious in words and deeds? Be more careful in the future , This time, let Jue handle the matter first, and you can copy the Buddhist scriptures for me with a brush."

Everyone, "..."

Is this considered punishment?
But Long Yejue said dissatisfiedly, "Grandpa, isn't your punishment too heavy? The Buddhist scriptures are so thick, are you planning to tire her out?"

He was exhausted, but he was the one who felt distressed.

Everyone, "..."

Is this punishment still called severe? !
It seems that Long Yejue favors Tang Mianmian to the point that the world can't understand.

Long Zhenfei coughed a few times, as if he was confused by Long Yejue's question and didn't know how to answer.

Tang Mianmian hurriedly said, "Grandpa, it's not serious, I am willing to accept the punishment, and I am also willing to explain this matter."

"Explain what? I just need to understand." Long Yejue put his hand on her shoulder and said indifferently.

Other people who wanted to question were blocked by his words.

This made Tang Mianmian feel ashamed.

The atmosphere gradually eased, and everyone understood a fact.

Anyway, as long as it was Tang Mianmian's fault, he, Long Yejue, was sure of it.

As long as he was willing to go around, the others never spoke again.

Long Yechen at the next table was not in a good mood.

Originally thought that Long Yejue would be very angry, he even thought that when Tang Mianmian was injured, he would go to comfort him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't wait for this opportunity.

Long Yejue's attitude towards Tang Mianmian became increasingly clear. Everyone's beliefs were shattered by Long Yejue's firm attitude.

Some things are self-evident.

After finally escaping from the tense atmosphere in the hall, Tang Mianmian immediately wanted to explain to Long Yejue.

But just after he said a word, he interrupted, "I know what you want to say, these are not important, what kind of temper is my wife, I don't know what to do with your husband?"

"But..." But anyone else should be suspicious when they see such a scene, right?
"No but." Long Yejue interrupted her firmly, "I said I would trust you, and I will do it. My trust is only for you."

To be moved is a must.

Tang Mianmian bit her lip and looked at the man in front of her with mixed feelings.

Everyone in the world says that a friend in adversity is a friend.

Is my current situation the true meaning of this sentence?

She laughed with a sob, and softly called his name, "Long Yejue."

"Huh?" The man still looked casual.

"I love you."

Three words are everything.

He is her everything.

Long Yejue's eyes lit up, as if he was shocked by her sudden confession.

This is a rare expression on his face.

Seeing him staring blankly, Tang Mianmian felt a little embarrassed, so she pushed him, "Let me confess to you, why do you have such an expression... um..."

Before he could finish complaining, his red lips were blocked.

The man held her face, eager and moved.

Although she had expected her to say something like this, she never expected to hear it so early.

Now, as soon as she said, the one who couldn't hold back was finally him.

Tang Mianmian closed her eyes and let him kiss this time.

It is only this kind of physical communication that makes her feel that they are indistinguishable from each other.

What she thought was the storm turned out to be a catalyst for their relationship. This time, she thanked the person who posted the video instead.

Let everything in the past pass.

Even with that photo, it can be sealed on the bookshelf forever, never to be found again.

When time passes and the situation changes, if it reappears, it is just a piece of memory.

Once, they were separated from each other.

In the future, they will be in the same boat through thick and thin.

Long Ruoshui in the distance, seeing the scene of the two kissing, already knew Tang Mianmian's position in the elder brother's heart.

Although he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help feeling a little pity for Su Wanru.

However, emotional matters cannot be forced, so I can only persuade the obsessed Su Wanru to let go of the present and cherish the future.

The turmoil this time also let the people in Jiang city understand that Long Yejue is not so easy to mess with.

After stabilizing the morale of the Long family, Long Yejue rushed to Jueshi non-stop, led a professional public relations team, and began to formulate countermeasures for this matter.

The detailed and thorough emergency response plan dealt with all this in the shortest possible time, and stabilized the stock price of Long's Fund.

Seven press conferences in a row conveyed a message.

That is, Tang Mianmian is Long Yejue's wife.

Regarding those rumors, he also crushed them one by one.

And use a sentence from his wife to refute.

[My Long Yejue limited edition love is only for her, Tang Mianmian! 】

Someone ridiculed, what your wife loves is your money, if you have no money, will she still love you?

Long Yejue's answer was always so impeccable, even the person who asked the question could no longer refute it.

[The most important thing I, Long Yejue, is money. She loves my money, that is, she loves me, Long Yejue. 】

Although such a statement is somewhat arrogant, it is also true.

In Jiangcheng City, who is as rich as the Long family?

What's more, the prospective heir of the Long's Fund has long been the well-known noble-style president of Jiangcheng City.

Although Jueshi is not as solid as Long's Fund, it is also the company with the fastest growth and the best returns in recent years.

All of this is the achievement of Long Yejue, the proud son of heaven.

***
The turmoil gradually subsided, and Tang Mianmian's heart calmed down a little.

Every day at home, I wrote Buddhist scriptures obediently according to the old man's wishes.

And all of them are written with a calligraphy brush. Although she felt bitter at first, but after writing too much, her heart also calmed down.

Although there was still a thick stack before the entire Buddhist scriptures were transcribed, she had already found the truth from it, and understood the meaning of her grandfather punishing her in this way.

Long Yejue left early and returned late, and finally came back on the second weekend. The first thing he wanted to do was hug his wife.

But he was empty in the bedroom.

This feeling is really not good.

"Xu Ma, Xu Ma?" the man called impatiently upstairs.

Madam Xu is Uncle Xu's wife, who took care of her grandson in her hometown in the countryside.

The grandson went to school and was picked up by his wife, who returned to Long's house.

For the convenience of Tang Mianmian, the old man specially arranged for Mama Xu to come and take care of her.

Xu Ma heard the impatient voice of the young master, and hurried upstairs from the kitchen, and bumped into Long Yejue at the stairs, "What's the matter? Young master?"

"Where's the young mistress?" He asked with a frown.

Mama Xu was taken aback, "Isn't it in the study?"

"Study?" Long Yejue was a little puzzled.

Mama Xu saw that he didn't seem to believe it, so she quickly explained, "These days you leave early and come back late, don't you know what Eldest Young Mistress is doing? She is writing Buddhist scriptures as punishment according to the master's wishes."

"You idiot." Long Yejue cursed in a low voice, then turned and walked towards the study.

In the past few days, she had indeed left early and returned late, so every time she came back, she was already in the bedroom, and even prepared bath water for herself.

Sometimes he was so busy that he fell asleep, it was she who took care of himself to sleep, dry his hair and so on.

Although the husband and wife did not say any intimate words, their relationship with each other has matured day by day.

When he left in the morning, he would kiss her goodbye and let her know that he was going to work without disturbing her.

Also in the middle of the night, love her several times.

This way of life has always been what he longed for.

Emotions have always flowed slowly.

I went home early today, but I didn't want to see her in the bedroom. The feeling of emptiness made him lose his temper.

Now I know that she has been copying Buddhist scriptures these days, but I have never heard a single word from her.

Based on his understanding of her, the little woman must have punished herself.

After all, although grandpa said it, she didn't follow it, and no one said anything.

The door of the study room was ajar, and there was a warm yellow light inside, not as bright as when I was in the book.

The little woman whom she cared about was earnestly writing stroke by stroke on the paper with a brush.

That earnest look is really pleasing to the eye.

It is said that confident women are the most beautiful, but Long Yejue thinks that his wife is always beautiful.

Quietly pushed the door and went in, but the serious little sheep inside didn't find it, and was still writing.

It wasn't until he walked behind her and put his arms around her waist that she exclaimed, "Ah..."

A drop of ink just dripped onto a piece of rice paper that was about to be written.

The ink was smudged, and the original neat calligraphy and painting were stained with some unharmonious ink dots.

She sighed, but she didn't blame her. She put down the brush and turned to look at the man, "I came back very early today."

"What? Don't want to see me?" He deliberately turned cold.

Tang Mianmian quickly shook her head, "No, don't slander me, okay? Aren't I so happy to see you?"

"Not found."

"Then how do you behave so that you think I'm happy?" she asked, blinking her eyes.

Looking down at the ink dots on her face, Long Yejue couldn't help but smile, "Close your eyes."

"why?"

"Close it if you tell me!" He commanded domineeringly.

Tang Mianmian curled her lips. Although she didn't know what he was going to do, she finally did it.

On the other hand, Long Yejue's thin lips evoked an evil curve, and his fingers with clear bone rings were stained with ink, and painted on her face.

The speed is fast and accurate, with three or two strokes, a sheep's foot appears.

Tang Mianmian only felt wet, but didn't know what it was.

Because she never thought that Long Yejue would be so naive as to paint her face with ink.

But Long Yejue directly kissed her lips in order not to make her suspicious.

It is both missing and covering up.