In the center of Yuncheng, there is a magnificent building with a height of 55 floors, which is the office building of the Yin Group in this large coastal city.

On a June day, the scorching sun scorched the earth, but the office building was cool.

A pale pink figure got out of a white RV, holding a thermos kettle.

"Miss, you're here." The security guard at the door bowed politely to her and let her in.

The office building on weekends is much more deserted than on weekdays, Yin Yumo walked into the elevator, pressed the button on the top floor, looked at the red numbers, and jumped up one grid after another.

It was not the first time she had come to the company, but it was the first time she felt nervous, and the heart in her left chest was about to jump out of her chest.

His work is really busy, even on weekends he has to come to the company to work overtime, and he will not arrive home until after 3 o'clock in the morning every night.

At last weekend's grand wedding, she was chased to the shelves to replace her runaway sister and became the bride at the wedding, marrying the man she had had a crush on for ten years.

After the wedding, there is no honeymoon, no vacation, he is the vice president of the entire Yu company, he came to work in the company on the second day of the wedding, which almost makes people have the illusion that there is no wedding, and even Yin Yumo himself feels that day is like a dream.

If not, every time she wakes up and sees the man beside her, if not, she has moved out of the villa where she has lived for nearly twenty years, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Yin family, she is Mrs. Mu.

She may also think that she is a carefree lady of the Yin family.

Today, she came to bring a love lunch to her new husband, and she mustered up a lot of courage.

With a ding, the elevator door opened, which also recalled Yin Yumo's thoughts that had already drifted away.

Although the top floor is the President's office, the office of the Executive Secretary-General is also on the top floor.

Yin Yumo glanced at the door of the office in the secretary's room, which was also open, and it seemed that he was not the only one working overtime today.

Through the glass partition wall and the empty secretary's room, Yin Yumo didn't think much about it, and the white flat-heeled shoes under her feet stepped on the soft high-end carpet, only making a slight friction sound.

The mahogany double door of the president's office was closed tightly, Yin Yumo knocked on the door politely, but did not get any response, the small hand touched the metal doorknob, pressed down slightly, and the door was opened, but the huge president's office was empty.

The office was a little different from the last time she came, it looked simple, but it was a little cold, just like his people.

He, giving people the feeling that he is always so cold and can't get close easily, in addition to the ruthless methods in the mall, he is also a low-key and unpredictable man.

Looking around the office, there was a black blazer hanging from the large desk chair that he had worn when he left the house this morning.

The coat is here, but what about his people? The indoor temperature of the entire office was surprisingly low, which made Yin Yumo shiver unconsciously, as if it was indescribably weird.

Is she going to wait for him? Glancing at the thermos pot she had placed on the coffee table, she hesitated.

In the quiet office, there were suddenly some subtle sounds, wheezing and low moanings, which made Yin Yumo quickly get up from the sofa and walk towards the source of the sound.

Step by step, getting closer and closer, Yin Yumo stood at the door of the president's exclusive lounge, and the closer he got to it, the clearer his voice became.

Courageous and curious, she reached out and twisted the handle of the door.

"Cold, I want to ......" A clear woman's soft voice came into her ears.

"You can't wait?" The male voice is magnetic, charming, with a slight flirtatious voice.

With such a familiar voice, Yin Yumo could hear who it was even if her eyes were closed.

Yin Yumo pushed open the door, and what caught her eye was a mess of clothes, men's, women's, sexy translucent black lace Bra, bottoms of the same color, falling on the white shirt, so dazzling, and on the big bed in the room, the two naked bodies were tightly entangled.

Yin Yumo forgot how to react at that moment, her delicate face turned pale, and her entire facial expression stiffened, even if she hadn't experienced those things, she knew what scene was going on on the bed in this lounge.

Her husband, who had been married for a week, was entangled in bed with a woman, so unsightly.

And the woman on the bed is Zhou Liqi, the executive secretary general of the Yin Group, she obviously saw the existence of Yin Yumo, but she just raised her lips and smiled, shamelessly wrapped her arms around the man's thin waist, and the soft voice of "Han ......" could almost make the bones of the man's whole body crispy.

She even leaned her beautiful body towards the man, she just deliberately wanted to show Yin Yumo.

What about the eldest lady of the Yin family? What about the wife of Mu Yihan, vice president of Yin's Group? can be a woman who loves and lingers with Mu Yihan, but it is her Zhou Liqi.

Yin Yumo came to her senses, stumbled, hit the door panel, leaned back, and hit the wall hard, making a huge noise, and finally attracted the attention of the man on the bed.

"Momo?" Mu Yihan saw Yin Yumo, whose face was pale and frightened at the door, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, he pulled the nightgown on the side, draped it on his body, and walked towards Yin Yumo.

On his neck, there are still kiss marks left by Zhou Liqi, glowing with the fluorescent glow of female lip gloss.

Until in front of her eyes, a shadow fell, and the familiar masculine aura was mixed with the strange aura that had just passed the lust, making her feel disgusting.

"Wife, I don't know, you still have a hobby of peeking at other people's bed?" His words were marked with great mockery.

Yin Yumo raised her eyes and looked at him, "You, how can this be?" "She's his wife, isn't she?

She already knew that Mu Yihan would not love her, and it was her sister who always loved her, so now that her sister is gone, he would rather find another woman than touch her.

"Are you blaming me? Or do you want to come in and enjoy it too? Mu Yihan clasped her chin, and his sharp deep eyes couldn't see the true meaning of his heart.

However, what she knew was not true to what Mu Yihan said.

Since she got married, she has understood that in the future, she and him are like two parallel lines, no matter how she tries to get close to him, she has never been able to catch up with him.

It's like she has loved him for ten years, but she only got one intersection point, and then, she drifted away.

Mu Yihan lowered his head and leaned closer to her, and when his lips were about to touch hers, he suddenly slapped his handsome face.