The phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, he glanced at the time and caller ID on the screen, and picked it up lightly: "Mom, why did you get up so early today?"

"Achen, are you at home?"

"Well," he scanned the paperwork and replied absentmindedly, "I just came back from the company and I'm ready to rest."

"Son, don't be too long-winded with your mother, no matter how busy the company is, you have to pay attention to rest."

At this point, Lin Yichen had already heard a little taste: "Mom, do you have anything else?"

After a moment of silence, Mother Lin asked, "Ah Chen, my mother just heard your driver say that you brought a girl home?" She has always been clear about Lin Yichen's temperament, and this is the first time she has brought a girl home.

Lin Yichen lazily held his mobile phone and laughed, "Damn's news is really well-informed." ”

Mother Lin was overjoyed, "Son, tell your mother quickly, which lady is it?" ”

"Is it the one from the Su Clan? The newspaper said that you have been quite close to the Su girl recently...... It's still the celebrity of the Gu family, and my mother has always liked her......"

"Mom, it's neither." Lin Yichen pursed the corners of his lips and interrupted Mother Lin's words.

"Neither?" Lin Mu was a little puzzled, "Who is that?" ”

Since Cheng Xiaoyue's incident, she has been uneasy, and always wants to find a girl who is the right person for Lin Yichen as soon as possible.

"Son, in fact, I still like your Uncle Ouyang's daughter the most, and the little girl in his family has grown up under my watch, so it's not bad to be worthy of you."

Lin Yichen lowered his head and carefully flipped through the documents, "Mom, don't worry about my affairs, I'll bring you back in a few days." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, "Really? ”

"Really."

The women around him have always passed through Jiang Zhiqiu, and there are countless of them, but none of them can stay for a long time, and it is not easy to bring them back to the private house, let alone bring them home.

Mother Lin was a little expectant, but also a little afraid.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and Cheng Xiaoyue slowly walked out in a wide bathrobe that didn't fit.

Lin Yichen leaned sideways, his slender fingers flipped through a page of documents, and he looked up at her after reading it for a long time.

Cheng Xiaoyue stepped on the wooden floor barefoot, her face was drunk red by the heat in the bathroom, and her wet hair kept dripping down, sliding down the arc of the bathrobe.

Quietly pinching the edge of the bathrobe, Cheng Xiaoyue bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lin, I've washed it."

Lin Yichen's thin lips pursed out an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and there was more playfulness in his eyes when he looked at her: "Come here."

Even though he had already prepared in his heart, when Lin Yichen spoke, Cheng Xiaoyue's whole person still inevitably trembled.

No matter how dull she is, she knows what it means for Lin Yichen to bring her back.

She did need help now, but she wasn't sure if it was worth it.

Lin Yichen was not annoyed by her procrastination, but looked at her slowly and logically, the curvature of his lips was beautiful, and the morning light outlined his long and sturdy figure, as if he was overwhelmed by all beings.

Frankly speaking, he is indeed the kind of man who satisfies all the fantasies and aspirations of the girls, but it is precisely because he is too unattainable that Cheng Xiaoyue never thought that the man in front of him would be entangled with her in the years to come.

Cheng Xiaoyue took a deep breath, walked in front of him with heavy steps, and stood uneasily.

The huge bathrobe was loosely draped over her body, but it tightly covered the places that should not be exposed, and only roughly outlined her body, which was pure and another more deadly bewitchment.

Lin Yichen's throat tightened slightly, but the smile in his eyes was a little more.

How scared is this girl?

"Come closer, I won't eat you again." The words are gentle and lazy, but they are not questionable.

Cheng Xiaoyue instinctively took a small step forward, and her body was tense like a bow ready to attack.

Lin Yichen lifted his eyes to look at her, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms strongly, pinched her chin with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "I heard that you seem to be having a hard time lately."

Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such a mess of myself.

Cheng Xiaoyue was cold for a moment, and quickly reacted to what he meant: "So Mr. Lin wants to help me?"

Lin Yichen was noncommittal, his rough fingertips slowly rubbed her soft chin, and a smile appeared on his lips: "So, what are your chips?" Looking at her slightly flushed face, he said playfully, "Why don't you be my woman, huh?"

Cheng Xiaoyue didn't expect him to be so straightforward, half-lifted his lips, and the expression on his face became extremely stunned for a moment.

Lin Yichen raised her chin lightly, and her voice was low and magnetic: "Unwilling?"

The corners of his lips were always filled with a tepid smile, and the arc was shallow and indifferent.

Cheng Xiaoyue looked at the handsome face of the man at a loss, and only felt a majestic male aura wrapping him tightly, "Lin ...... Mr. Lim, there are many beautiful girls who admire you in Anseong, and if you want to develop a mistress, you can go to them. ”

Poof.

Lin Yichen couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, he looked like he was really that ...... Isn't it serious?

"Not a mistress," he looked down at her, "my woman has always been Mrs. Lin. ”

Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and laughed softly: "What do you mean, do you want to marry me?"

Lin Yichen stared at her smiling face for more than ten seconds, and then reached out to pluck the broken hair on her forehead: "Is it funny?"

His warm fingertips seemed to be brushing her forehead with electricity, looking at the serious look on Lin Yichen's face, Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned: "Are you serious?"

He is the business overlord of Anseong, holding one-third of Anseong's economic lifeline, as long as he wants to, there will be countless women who will throw him in his arms, why would he want to marry him?

Don't...... Is it really like Weiwei said, Lin Yichen is a pervert?

Cheng Xiaoyue's heart shrank slightly, and then looked at Lin Yichen's eyes a little more vigilant.

"Really." He pressed his chin against the top of her soft hair, lightly opened his thin lips and said, "As Mrs. Lin, I will spoil you, okay?"

The heart can't be suppressed and beats wildly, he is Lin Yichen, as long as he says this kind of thing to any woman, that woman will inevitably be moved, and Cheng Xiaoyue is of course no exception.

It's just this brief throbbing, and it's not about emotion.

Biting her lower lip, Cheng Xiaoyue raised her eyes to look at him, and couldn't help asking, "But Mr. Lin, why me?"

"You don't need to know." Lin Yichen narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled, and his hand slid silently to her waist.

Cheng Xiaoyue almost immediately resisted and bounced up, staggered back to a position that was relatively unreachable with Lin Yichen, and there were signs of humiliation and forbearance on her face: "I'm sorry, I'm not a commodity, and I can't meet Mr. Lin's requirements."

Lin Yichen lit a cigarette, the scarlet light was clearly extinguished between the knuckle fingers, and the curling smoke quickly blurred his face, and it was probably halfway through the smoke before he said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, you have been busy with your mother's funeral recently, and it seems that life is very difficult."

The man stood up with a long body, and his figure looked particularly long against the background of the morning light and light: "I can help you."

"No need," Cheng Xiaoyue quickly refused, "Mr. Lin, I don't think there is such a tradeable relationship between us, I had no intention of breaking into your room that night, if the events of that night made you feel that I had other plans for you, please forget what happened that night, I don't need you to be responsible." ”

As soon as the words fell, a pair of big hands suddenly pinched Cheng Xiaoyue's thin shoulders, forcing her to retreat again and again, until her back hit the wall and there was no way to avoid it.

Lin Yichen put his lips to her ear and almost kissed her ear bone: "But, I need it, I need you to be responsible."

His voice was hoarse, as if he had been soaked in a very mellow spirit.

Cheng Xiaoyue trembled, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she clearly saw the aggressive gaze in the man's eyes.

Cheng Xiaoyue didn't know what would happen next, but Lin Yichen's eyes made her feel uneasy, as if in the next second, the desire in his body would rush out and devour her.

Lin Yichen's kiss fell down the side of her face in a fine and dense manner, and Cheng Xiaoyue tightened her fingers motionlessly, leaving a row of shallow tooth marks between her lower lips.

For a moment, I don't know where she got the courage, she suddenly grabbed the edge of the bathrobe with her hand, raised her arm, and ripped off the whole bathrobe.

The snow-white fabric shrunk into a small ball under her feet, and she stood in front of Lin Yichen, her skin was pale and she didn't see an inch.

Lin Yichen stopped moving, and his eyes shook violently the moment he touched her body.

Cheng Xiaoyue's expected effect was achieved, and she smiled indifferently: "What, don't you want it?"

Lin Yichen was angry, and there were faint green tendons on his forehead: "Put it on."

"Don't you like Mr. Lin?" Cheng Xiaoyue gasped, and great humiliation filled her limbs. This is the first time she has taken the initiative to take off her essence in front of a man, and it is still in such a situation, it is impossible to say that she is not ashamed.

The lines of Lin Yichen's side face were very tight, and his facial features became more and more indifferent: "Put on your clothes."

Cheng Xiaoyue breathed a long sigh of relief, and when she bent down to pick up the bathrobe, her whole person was trembling invisibly.

She tied the belt at her waist and tied it stiffly, before she raised her head to look at Lin Yichen's noble and cold face: "Since I don't want to, Mr. Lin, can I leave now?"

"I'll live here in the future." The man's voice was cold, one that bordered on command.

Cheng Xiaoyue frowned tightly, she really didn't understand what the purpose of staying here was now?

I can't taste it, and it's not emotional.