have much education, and I'm not as interested in culture as you are..." Liang Yimo lowered her head bashfully and murmured softly.Leng Zhujing mistook himself as having spoken the wrong words and hur...When he saw that Tong Yimo's front door was ajar, he thought something might have happened to her and was startled. He immediately quickened his pace and walked over.

"Yimo—" Leng Yechen anxiously called out, pushing the door open with his hand.

"Bang—creak—"

Tong Yimò had just taken off her pajamas and was holding them in her hand. She hadn't even had time to put on another piece of clothing when the noise from behind startled her. She instinctively turned around, and her eyes met Leng Yeshen's in mid-air.

Her hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down her fair back, following the graceful lines of her hips and trailing to the ground.

Cold Night, sinking looked in astonishment, in a moment, eyes fixed.

Tong Yimo hastily ducked behind a pillar, pulling up the curtain to cover herself, blushing with anger: "Big brother! Please go out!"

Only then did Leng Yechen come to his senses. He retracted his gaze, blushed and turned to leave, closing the door behind him.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the flutter in his chest.

Hiding behind a pillar, Tong Yimo "pa" knocked her own head, just remembering that she hadn't latched the door when she closed it.

But big brother he...

Don't you knock on the door before entering a room

Tong Yi Mo's heart was filled with anger and embarrassment. She quickly changed her clothes, washed up, and then casually tied her long hair into a bun before opening the door.

Cold night stood with his back to her, his tall frame enveloped in a business suit. His back was forbiddingly noble.

As movement caught his attention from behind, he turned to face her. Their eyes met.

A flicker of an eye, a heart as still as water.

Each person had their own thoughts.

Tong Yimo spoke first: "Big brother, you called for me"

Leng Ye Chen came back to his senses and nodded.

"Big brother is looking for me..."

"

‘Glug—’

"

Before Tong Yimo could finish her words, her stomach began to growl loudly and insistently.

Cold Night sank looked at Tong Yimo, a knowing smile appeared on his face. He strode forward, reaching out to grasp her wrist, pulling her towards the gate of the courtyard.

"Big brother, I can walk by myself!" Tong Yimo awkwardly pulled her hand out of Leng Yeshen's grasp and kept a distance from him.

I don't know if that incident left her with aftereffects, but now whenever he gets close to her, she inexplicably gets goosebumps all over.

Tong Yimo shivered, subconsciously taking a step back.

Cold Night walked forward slowly, then stopped and said lightly: "Then come with me!"

After finishing his words, he turned away and continued walking forward calmly.

Tong Yimo didn't know what Big Brother Leng Yeshen wanted her to do by going with him, but inexplicably, her feet seemed to move on their own, following Leng Yeshen.

She followed him through the corridor, passing by pavilions and platforms by the water. The trees were lush green, and the water was emerald green. Finally, they arrived at a standalone wooden house made of red wood.

The front door of the wooden house was fitted with a copper lock.

Leng Yechen took out a pocket knife from his pocket and was about to pick the lock when Tong Yimo hurried forward to stop him. "Big brother, what are you doing"

"This is the kitchen, what do you want me to make" Leng Yechen grinned.

Tong Yimo was dumbfounded: "Kitchen Kitchen!"

Are they that wealthy!

The kitchen is actually separate!

However, that's not surprising.

This cold, grand estate is as large as an ancient palace and is said to be over a hundred years old.

Just as Tong Yimo was stunned, Leng Yeshen had already opened the lock and strode in. He brazenly searched for something to eat in the kitchen.

In this kitchen, Tong Yimo really had the feeling of traveling through time and space.

At the same time, Tong Yimo finally understood why the food cooked by their Leng family was so delicious. It turned out they had always been cooking with firewood.

Here, the stove is still burning firewood, just like in ancient times.

But besides the shelves, countertop, and neatly arranged earthenware pots in the kitchen, there were also modern appliances like an air conditioner, refrigerator, dishwasher, and sterilizer...

That's when Tong Yimo realized that this kitchen gave her the illusion of having traveled through time.

Cold night sank directly lifted the lid of the steamer, and brought the dim sum to Tong Yimo's face.

Tong Yimo smelled it, and exclaimed in astonishment: "Horse milk pudding!"

"Looks like you've eaten it, I thought you hadn't." Leng Ye Shen picked up a piece of white horse milk pudding from the plate and put it directly into his mouth.

Tong Yimo watched, swallowing hard. Her stomach was growling with hunger. Without a word, she snatched the plate from Leng Yechen's hand, holding it close and eating voraciously.

"When I was little, my grandma used to make this for me," Tong Yimo explained as she ate.

Cold Night chuckled, “Your grandmother seems to be able to do anything.”

"Of course! My grandmother is best at cooking and medicine! Most of what I know, besides what I learned in class, was taught to me by her! Occasionally, it comes in handy at crucial moments." Tong Yimo said with a smile, feeling warmth in her heart.

Whenever someone mentions her grandmother, a proud and radiant smile always lights up her face.

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