The two walked forward one by one, looked at each other with a smile after speaking, turned around and left slowly.

In the conference room, the middle-aged and elderly executives couldn't help feeling a little bit internally injured.

So, the Qianlang they were talking about, were they talking about them?

My heart is so stuffy...

Lin Weiwei, who returned to her office, began to carefully review the pile of reorganized customer information sent by the secretary.

There was no time for lunch, so Lin Weiwei locked herself in the office for three hours.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, during the collective meeting of the sales department, Lin Weiwei felt that her performance was very much like the leader of a pyramid scheme organization.

Still, it works surprisingly well.

Again, no one will have trouble with money.

After assigning their respective sales tasks, Lin Weiwei went through the sales ratio plan that he had compiled in the middle of the afternoon. He didn't leave the company until he confirmed that there was nothing to change or adjust.

As the car drove out of Ling's, Lin Weiwei felt that the whole day was like fighting a battle, and she was extremely tired.

Looking at the time, it was only after four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Weiwei was considerate and didn't call Leng Jinran to disturb him, and drove to Yujing Mansion.

When she rang the doorbell, she heard that familiar voice, Lin Weiwei couldn't help but curl her lips slightly.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Ba's big head squeezed out from the old butler's legs, his innocent smiling face was enough to make Lin Weiwei forget all the troubles of the whole day.

Putting on Xiao Ba's collar and leading the rope, Lin Weiwei started today's routine exercise.

After two laps, Xiao Ba had a great time, and Lin Weiwei was exhausted.

The old butler came over with the phone in his hand. On the other end of the phone, Leng Jinran said in a gentle voice, "Wei Wei, you go to the bedroom to take a shower and change clothes, I'll be home right away."

Wanting to say that I can go home and wash, but before Lin Weiwei opened her mouth, Leng Jinran smiled and said: "There is a party tonight, we have to hurry up."

entertainment?

However, all her clothes are at Biluowan's house.

Suspiciously going upstairs, Lin Weiwei opened the closet and was stunned.

In a wardrobe as big as a wall, one-third of Leng Jinran's clothes are hung, and the other two-thirds are all women's clothes.

Office OL suits, social dresses, and casual home clothes.

Picking up the label and taking a look, it was all her size and her favorite brand.

I have already stayed here for one night before, but Lin Weiwei didn't know when Leng Jinran prepared these clothes for her.

With slightly curved lips, Lin Weiwei chose a set and threw it on the bed, then went into the bathroom with the towel in her arms.

Lin Weiwei had just changed her clothes when the sound of the car's flameout was heard outside the window.

After finishing her makeup in front of the mirror, Lin Weiwei had just walked to the bedroom door when she met Leng Jinran who was walking quickly.

A gentle smile appeared on the slightly composed handsome face, and he stepped forward to kiss Lin Weiwei's lips, and Leng Jinran softly praised: "It's so beautiful..."

Lin Weiwei's eyelashes trembled slightly as her pink cheeks became more radiant after taking a bath, and she asked as if changing the subject: "When did you prepare so many clothes for me in your closet?"

Seeing that the little girl was shy and embarrassed, Leng Jinran's eyes became softer.

"What's mine is yours. Every square and every inch here, including me, is yours, so everything is as it should be, you know?"

Talking softly, looking at the little girl's eyes shining like stars, Leng Jinran felt a sense of agitation.

What's mine is yours?

Lin blinked slightly, "What about mine?"

Leng Jinran laughed, "What's mine is yours, and what's yours is yours. Is that okay?"

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