"Grandma, I have something to do in my company, so I'll leave first!" After saying that, he turned back and kissed Liang Yirou on the face, and said in her ear in the lowest voice, "Pay attention to your identity!"

A'9; Liang Yirou turned around suddenly, and all she saw was Leng Yuntian's walking figure.

"Grandma, I'm so tired, so I'm going to go back and rest!" Before she could see the old lady's expression clearly, she almost ran away.

Lying on the bed, thinking that Leng Yuntian was still emphasizing that "identity" just now, Liang Yirou's lips raised a sarcastic smile.

Her identity? Leng Yuntian's contracted wife? She has always remembered it, and she remembered it very clearly. What's more, someone has been around to remind her what her identity is.

Suddenly thinking of the phone call Leng Yunhao had made before, she sneered in her heart again. Don't you want to divorce? Then she will always have a way to get them to divorce.

To hit a person is not to make the other person die, but to make her whole person suffer a mental breakdown and watch herself losing her most beloved things step by step.

And for Wen Huiya, what could be more important than the man she pursued so hard?

Liang Yirou sneered coldly in her heart, a man is just a cheap thing!

"Hello, Yunhao? Are you free tonight, let's have dinner together?" Liang Yirou picked up the phone and made a call to Leng Yunhao.

"Yirou, do you really not blame me? I thought..."

Leng Yunhao's voice was a little surprised, and more importantly, surprise, just like suddenly learning that he had won a lottery worth millions, full of joy.

"Huh? No? Forget it!" Liang Yirou said directly as if she didn't hear what the other party said, and then hung up the phone.

"No, no, I have, and I have it now! I just thought that you were angry just now, and I also know that she is sorry for you, but after all, she did it for me!"

Leng Yunhao's voice became deeper and seemed a little sad.

"Then it's settled, what time?"

Liang Yirou was a little impatient, and she didn't want to dwell on this with him, so she immediately changed the subject.

The person on the other end of the phone was somewhat silent, with only the sound of breathing proving that someone was still listening.

"Huh?" Liang Yirou snorted coldly.

"Seven o'clock! I'll pick you up!" Leng Yunhao finally thought about it and said it.

"No, it's still Haitian, I'll go there by myself!"

Just kidding, if Leng Yuntian is so fed up with her brother, she won't go out like this stupidly, let alone whether that person will let her go out.

"Um!"

Here, Leng Yunhao hung up the phone and looked at the scenery outside in a daze.

"Whose call just now?"

Suddenly a woman's voice came from behind him. He turned his head and, as expected, it was Wen Huiya.

The original gentleness and understanding had gone, and it had become incomprehensible and unreasonable. It was hard for him to believe how he abandoned Liang Yirou and fell in love with this talentless and beautiful woman.

"Do you care?" Leng Yunhao gave the other party a cold look, and the contempt in his eyes was clearly visible to the other party.

"Haha, I can't care about it? If I can't care about it, who can? Your ex-wife who is so frivolous? By the way, I even forgot that she is your sister-in-law now! Haha..."

Wen Huiya looked at Leng Yunhao and laughed wildly. The viciousness in her eyes made Leng Yunhao feel terrified.

"Damn you!"

Leng Yunhao's expression changed and he raised his right hand high towards Wen Huiya.

"I deserve to die? I deserve to die, so don't you deserve to die? Don't you want to hit me? You hit me! You hit me! Anyway, I don't have another child in my belly for you to abort! What are you afraid of?"

Thinking of the child she had aborted, Wen Huiya's face became even more ferocious, and the skin on her face seemed to be tightly wrinkled.

Leng Yunhao's body stiffened, and then he put down his raised right hand, snorted coldly at Wen Huiya, and strode away. He didn't want to stay in this home for another moment anymore.

There was a crisp sound of something falling to the ground behind him. Leng Yunhao's footsteps froze, but he still strode out.

Wen Huiya looked at the man's unhesitating figure, then squatted on the ground and started crying. She just wanted to protect her love and marriage. What was wrong with her?

Why did God punish her like this?

The night is deep, and the neon lights outside the window are constantly flashing, making the whole night extraordinarily beautiful.

Leng Yunhao looked at the scenery outside the window, feeling a little confused and not sure where he was going.

Thinking of the woman he was going to see tonight, he was slightly distracted. How did they get to this point in the first place?

Before he had time to think deeply, there was the sound of the door opening outside.

"You came?"

Leng Yunhao stood up, walked up to Liang Yirou, took Liang Yirou's clothes, and pulled out the chair very considerately.

"Well, when did you come? So early?"

Liang Yirou was already early, but who knew that this man was earlier than her?

"Haha, there's nothing to do anyway!" Leng Yunhao curled his lips and said with a slightly mocking smile.

Liang Yirou opened her mouth and finally remembered that the man in front of her was not Leng Yuntian, but just an ordinary playboy.

It's really like what Leng Yuntian said, he is inferior to his brother in every aspect.

"What are you thinking about?" Leng Yunhao frowned. He shouted several times, but Liang Yirou still didn't respond.

"Ah, nothing, I'm just thinking about what to eat tonight!" Liang Yirou shrugged and chuckled.

"Waiter, a bottle of 1982 Lafite, a seven-mature Australian steak, and a medium-mature steak!" Leng Yunhao snapped his fingers at the waiter beside him and ordered directly.

"Yes!" The waiter nodded, picked up the menu, and then exited the room.

Liang Yirou frowned and asked, with obvious displeasure in her tone, "Why are you ordering for me? Seven-well? Or five-well?"

Leng Yunhao didn't see Liang Yirou's expression clearly, and was very proud of it, "Didn't you always like medium-cooked ones before? I remember it very clearly... So, I ordered it for you just now!"

Leng Yunhao looked at Liang Yirou expectantly, his eyes were bright, and he had an expression on his face that said "please praise me, please praise me."

Liang Yirou curled her lips and asked in a neutral tone, "Why don't I know when I like medium-rare steak?"

To be honest, Liang Yirou didn't like steak, and she also hated the blood-streaked meat. When she cut it with a knife, it still felt a little soft, which made her feel sick to her stomach.

"Yirou..."

Leng Yunhao clearly remembers this, but who knows...

"The one you remember is probably Wen Huiya, right? Why don't I remember that you had dinner with me back then?"

Even the wedding ceremony was perfunctory.

Her eyes were like ice knives, cutting the man in front of her with one knife after another. The feeling was so painful that it penetrated to the bone.

"It's my fault. Then, I'll ask them to correct it now, okay? Let's start over again? Hmm?"

Leng Yunhao seemed to have thought of something, his face was a little embarrassed, he smiled flatteringly at Liang Yirou and begged.

But at this time, Liang Yirou no longer had any thoughts about eating. She stood up from her seat in an elegant and dignified manner, smiled charmingly at Leng Yunhao, leaned in front of him, and leaned close to his neck.

The warm breath sprayed on Leng Yunhao's neck, causing tiny pimples. The body fragrance mixed with a light perfume smell drifted over in the direction of the wind, making Leng Yunhao swallow a mouthful of spit nervously.

He moved his Adam's apple.

When his eyes touched Liang Yirou's almost transparent skin of Bai Xi, he sat there in a daze, his eyes a little straight.

Seeing Leng Yunhao's expression in her eyes, Liang Yirou curled her lips with satisfaction. This was the result she wanted.

"Leng Yunhao, remember, I am just Liang Yirou, not anyone else!" Therefore, don't impose anyone else's habits on yourself, she is not used to it.

Liang Yirou came close to the other person's ear and whispered.

Leng Yunhao's fingers tightly grasped the chair under him, feeling the warm body approaching, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he was about to kiss the other person.

Liang Yirou frowned, turned sideways, and left Leng Yunhao's side.

"I'm leaving now. Let's get together when we have time!" She said calmly, her tone cold and emotionless, like a robot being controlled by someone.

Leng Yunhao looked at her with some discomfort. Could it be that he really had no sense of existence?

"Can't we eat before leaving?" Leng Yunhao's voice was almost pleading.

Liang Yirou glanced at him, but when she thought of her father who was still in prison and the ruined family, resentment flashed in her eyes, and she felt a sense of joy welling up from the bottom of her heart.

Glancing at the collar of Leng Yunhao's white shirt, she nodded with satisfaction. The purpose of coming out tonight was nothing more than that.

"I'm leaving! Goodbye!" Liang Yirou waved her hands and left, but the moment she turned around, she was grabbed by Leng Yunhao.

"Stay with me! I don't want to go home yet!"

"Let go!" Liang Yirou turned around and looked at the man in front of her intently.

Leng Yunhao saw the persistence in her eyes and let go of her hand dejectedly.

At this time, Liang Yirou felt that she was a victorious fighter. Jing Ke, who was in the wind and the water was cold, had completed the task of assassinating the King of Qin, and his heart was full of pride.

She glanced at the other party quite proudly, and then continued to repeat, "Next time we have a chance, let's have dinner!"

After saying that, she turned around and left. As for the man here, he was no longer under her jurisdiction.

Back at the villa, as expected, Leng Yuntian had already returned.

At this time, he was holding something like a magazine with no expression on his face and leaning on his head.
To be continued...