Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

When Jun Xihang heard this sentence, he suddenly snorted, as if that's what he thought.

Hearing this, Cheng Li sneered suddenly: "Young master, even though I know you are still young at this time and shouldn't say such things, I want to tell you that Miss Luo Qingqian is missing, and she didn't leave voluntarily."

"You can imagine how hard it was for her to survive after those people took her away. Now that she can come back intact, shouldn't you be lucky?"

"But... Aunt Liang said that she doesn't want me anymore. She wanted a child before..."

Cheng Li had a headache, but when he thought of what the young master said, he didn't hold back, and said: "Don't worry about this, you are the child of Miss Luo Qingqian and the young master, so what Aunt Liang said in your mouth is absolutely unbelievable , if you are willing to trust outsiders but not your family members, then I can only say, young master, I can't help you either.

"You... Are you telling the truth?" Jun Xihang's eyes flashed an excited look, looking at the familiar face in the back seat, the boy whose gloom slowly dissipated, Cheng Li suddenly felt that the dark clouds in front of him had dispersed.

Young master, it is reasonable, right?
"Of course, I found out the truth at the beginning. If you don't believe me, you can ask the young master."

"I believe, I believe."

"Then Qianqian...will you not forgive me?" Jun Xihang instantly regretted it, and felt very guilty about his previous attitude in his heart.

Seeing Jun Xihang like this, Cheng Li was a little soft: "How about we go back now?"

What Cheng Li thought was, since the young master also went to Luo Qingqian's place anyway, it shouldn't matter if the young master goes there again, right?
But unexpectedly, Jun Xihang did not agree, but asked to go back.

"Young master, shall I send you back to the imperial palace?"

"Okay." Jun Xihang nodded. Although he was still young, he didn't want to go to another villa and see that fake Luo Qingqian.

Cheng Li sent Jun Xihang back to the Imperial Palace. Here, Shen Jiayin heard the knock on the door before she fell asleep. She was slightly surprised, and looked at the people outside through the cat's eyes, only to find that it was Jun Ting Mo, she was surprised for quite a while.

"Jun Tingmo? Why are you back?" Shen Jiayin looked puzzled.

Jun Tingmo stared at her with black eyes, and said after a while: "My name is Tingmo, you can call me Ah Ting, or husband."

"Uh..." Shen Jiayin hesitated a little, and said after a while: "Okay, okay, I'll call Ah Ting again."

"You... Ah Ting, come in." Shen Jiayin felt a little guilty, completely unaware of herself, when she said this, the corners of Jun Tingmo's mouth curled up.

"Why are you back?" Shen Jiayin couldn't hold back, and subconsciously asked again.

"Jun Xihang went back first, but I couldn't bear you, so I came back first."

Shen Jiayin: "..." Speechless. Speechless.

This mouth is a piece of dog food, which makes her a little unbearable.

"Do you need water? I'll pour it for you." Shen Jiayin tried to find a topic.

"No need." Jun Tingmo suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Shen Jiayin was still not used to it, and subconsciously wanted to take it back, but Jun Tingmo suddenly stood up and leaned towards her.

Shen Jiayin was instantly nervous, her eyes flickered

"Uh... Are you sure?"

"En." Jun Tingmo took a step back obediently, then walked to the kitchen by himself, took out a glass of water from the refrigerator, and drank it.

"Yeah." The next second, Shen Jiayin exclaimed, because Jun Tingmo, the drinking cup was hers.

Shen Jiayin was about to cry, and finally asked a question: "How do you know, is that cup mine or yours? You just took it casually, and you don't divide it, and you don't intend to divide it into anyone else?"

Shen Jiayin's tone was a bit resentful, Jun Tingmo turned his head slowly, looked at her with a pair of dark eyes, and turned the cup after a long time to reveal a sticker on it.

"rabbit."

"I know you like it, so only you will post it."

A look of emotion flashed across Shen Jiayin's eyes. She looked at Jun Tingmo and didn't react for a long time.

In fact, she herself understands, right? In fact, the other party knows many of her details and characteristics, and even some things that she herself is not aware of, he knows.

"So, are you willing to go back with me?"

"But I still can't think of you now." Shen Jiayin whispered, a complex look flashed in her eyes.

In Jun Tingmo's black eyes, many complicated dark colors flashed. Finally, he whispered: "It's okay, you come to the company to be my assistant first, and we will gradually get to know each other."

"Oh." Shen Jiayin replied, looking at the man, inexplicably felt that the words he said were familiar and weird, but she subconsciously didn't ask.

She forgot it after a while.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Shen Jiayin did not see Jun Tingmo say to leave, she stepped forward a little embarrassed, sat next to the man, watched the financial channel in front of her, and after a while, she mustered up the courage to ask: "Ah Ting, don't you?" leave?"

Shen Jiayin didn't notice that her address made the man's mouth twitch slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"I want to go back, but...you see." Jun Tingmo stood up and pulled open the curtains. Only then did Shen Jiayin realize that it was raining outside, and the point was not small.

But Shen Jiayin felt that this kind of rain should be embarrassing for Jun Tingmo, who is the boss of the group.

"Well, shall I give you an umbrella?" Shen Jiayin asked cautiously. As soon as she finished speaking, Jun Tingmo's face darkened.

"Or, you can stay here for one night, after all, the weather is very dangerous..."

"Okay." Before Shen Jiayin could say another word, Jun Tingmo complied very calmly, then turned and entered Shen Jiayin's room.

"Hey, how did you get to my room?" Shen Jiayin was a little anxious, and quickly chased after her.

Jun Tingmo turned his head very calmly, "I need a quilt."

"And you are my wife in name, so it shouldn't matter if I want some quilts?"

Stared at by Jun Tingmo's deep, dark and beautiful eyes, Shen Jiayin couldn't bear to refuse instantly, so she nodded against her will.

Sure enough, as soon as she nodded, a light flashed in Jun Tingmo's eyes, and then he suddenly picked up Shen Jiayin and walked towards the room.

"Hey, wait, what are you doing?"

Shen Jiayin was startled, and subconsciously hugged the man, but when she saw what he was going to do, she almost screamed.

Is this man trying to moles her again?
Shen Jiayin was a little flustered, but the next second she was hugged by the man together and fell on the bed, her whole body buried in Shen Jiayin's shoulders.