In the very center of Yuncheng City, stands a majestic fifty-five-story building, which is the office building of the Yin Group in this coastal city.
On a June day, the scorching sun was scorching the earth, but inside the office building, it was cool.
A light pink figure got out of a white RV, holding a thermos bottle in his hand.
"Miss, you are here." The security guard at the door bowed politely to her and let her in smoothly.
The office building on weekends was much 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 by one.
This was not the first time she came to the company, but this was the first time she felt nervous. The heart in her left chest was about to jump out of her chest.
His work is really busy and he has to come to the company to work overtime even on weekends. He doesn't get home until after three in the morning every night.
In the grand wedding last weekend, she was rushed to the shelves and replaced her sister who had escaped from marriage. She became the bride at the wedding and married the man she had secretly loved for ten years.
After the wedding, there was no honeymoon or vacation. He was the vice president of the entire Yu Company. He came to work at the company on the second day of the wedding. It almost gave people the illusion that there was no wedding. Even Yin Yumo himself felt
I felt like that day was like a dream.
If not, every time she wakes up, she 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 might also think that she is a carefree eldest lady of the Yin family.
Today, she came to deliver a love lunch to her newlywed husband, and she mustered up a lot of courage.
With a ding, the elevator door opened, which also brought back Yin Yumo's thoughts that had long drifted away.
Although the top floor is the president's office area, the executive secretary's office is also on the top floor.
Yin Yumo took a look at the secretary's office and the door was open. It seemed that he was not the only one working overtime today.
Looking through the glass partition wall into the empty secretary room, Yin Yumo didn't think much about it. The white flat shoes under her feet made only a slight friction sound when they stepped on the soft high-end carpet.
The mahogany double doors of the CEO's office were tightly closed. Yin Yumo knocked politely, but did not get any response. She touched the metal door handle with her little hand and pushed it down slightly.
The door was opened, but there was no one in the huge CEO office.
The office was a little different from the last time she came here. It looked simple, but there was a hint of coldness, just like his person.
He always gives people the impression that he is so cold and cannot be easily approached. Apart from his ruthless tactics in the mall, he is also a low-key and unpredictable man.
Looking around the office, there was a black suit jacket hanging on the executive chair next to the desk, which he wore when he went out this morning.
The coat is here, but where is his person? The temperature in the entire office was surprisingly low, which made Yin Yumo shiver unconsciously, as if it was indescribably weird.
Should she wait for him? Glancing at the thermos she placed on the coffee table, she hesitated.
In the quiet office, there were suddenly some small sounds, including gasps and low moans, 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. The closer he got, the clearer his voice became.
She mustered up the courage and curiosity to reach out and twist the door handle.
"Han, I want..." A clear, feminine voice came into her ears.
"You can't wait that much?" The male voice was magnetic, charming, and slightly frivolous.
Such a familiar voice, Yin Yumo could tell who it was even with his eyes closed.
Yin Yumo opened the door, and what she saw was a mess of clothes on the floor, men's and women's, a sexy translucent black lace bra, and panties of the same color, falling on a white shirt, so dazzling
, and on the big bed in the room, two naked bodies were tightly intertwined.
At that moment, Yin Yumo forgot how to react. Her pretty face was pale and her entire facial expression was stiff. Even if she had not experienced those things, she knew what was going on on the bed in the lounge.
Which scene is it.
Her husband, who had been married for only a week, was entangled in bed with a woman, which was so unsightly.
The woman on the bed was Zhou Liqi, the executive secretary-general of the Yin Group. She clearly saw Yin Yumo's presence, but she just raised her lips and smiled, shamelessly wrapping her arms around the man's thin waist, "Han.
..." The soft and charming voice can almost make all the bones in a man's body brittle.
She even leaned her beautiful body against the man, just to show Yin Yumo.
What about the eldest daughter of the Yin family? What about the wife of Mu Yihan, the vice president of the Yin Group? The woman who can have such a loving relationship with Mu Yihan is she, Zhou Liqi.
Yin Yumo came to his senses, stumbled, and hit the door panel. The door panel that he leaned back hit the wall hard, making a huge noise, and finally attracted the attention of the man on the bed.
"Momo?" Mu Yihan saw the pale and frightened Yin Yumo at the door, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, he pulled the nightgown aside, draped it over his body, and walked towards Yin Yumo.
On his neck, there were still hickeys left by Zhou Liqi, glowing with the fluorescent color of female lip gloss.
Until a shadow fell in front of her eyes. The familiar masculine aura was mixed with the strange aura just after sexual intercourse, which made her feel sick.
"Honey, I didn't know that you still have the hobby of watching other people go to bed?" His words were full of ridicule.
Yin Yumo raised her eyes and looked at him, "How could you do this?" She is his wife, isn't she?
She had known for a long time that Mu Yihan would not love her. He had always loved her sister, so now that his sister was gone, he would rather find another woman than touch her.
"Are you blaming me? Or do you also want to come in and enjoy it together?" Mu Yihan clasped her chin, his sharp and deep eyes unable to tell what he really meant.
However, she knew that what Mu Yihan said was not true.
Since getting married, she has understood that from now on, she and him will be like two parallel lines. No matter how hard she tries to get closer to him, she can never catch up with him.
It was like she had been in love with him for ten years, but they only had one meeting point, and then they gradually drifted away.
Mu Yihan lowered his head and leaned towards her. Just when his lips were about to touch hers, he suddenly slapped his handsome face.