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  Anxiety spreads in my heart, as if my life and death depend on his one word.

  Others also stared at Long Ye unblinkingly, waiting for him to speak.

  This moment is unbearable.

  Finally, the man spoke up.

  His good-looking thin lips curved slightly upwards, and his clear phoenix eyes were also filled with a smile. Amidst the crowd's astonished, puzzled, and bewildered gazes, he opened his mouth to speak.

  And with a strong sense of pampering, "It turns out that the love I gave was limited edition love. Wife, when will you give me a limited edition love too?"

  Tang MiMi,"......"

  Isn't it infuriating?

  The old man's expression softened, but his tone was still cold and stern. "How did I teach you? This kind of news will be exposed, and the PR team can be dismissed!"

  Zhu Wenyi was worried, "This time, the stock price of Longshi Fund will definitely be affected. I'm afraid there are people with ulterior motives."

  "Mom, don't worry about company matters," Long Yejie advised.

  Zhu Wenyi was so spoken by him that she wanted to say something else, but was blocked by his one sentence and could only sulk.

  Tang Mianmian kept her head down until Long Ye's words dissipated, then she spoke up, her tone weak but sincere, "Grandfather, I'm sorry."

  No matter how you explain it, if it's wrong, then it's just wrong.

  Long Zhenfei, although biased towards Tang Mianmian, also knew he had to set an example this time. He coldly snorted and said, "What do I usually say? Which member of the Long family isn't careful with their words? From now on, be more mindful. For this matter, let Jue handle it first. Just copy Buddhist scriptures for me using a brush."

  Everyone,"......"

  Is this also considered punishment?

  Long Yejie said discontentedly, "Grandfather, isn't this punishment a bit too severe? The Buddhist scriptures are so thick, do you want to exhaust her?"

  Tired to death, but it's him I'm worried about.

  Everyone,"......"

  Is this punishment considered severe?!

  It seems that Long Ye's pampering of Tang Mianmian has reached a point where it is beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

  Long Zhenfei coughed lightly a few times, seemingly at a loss for how to respond due to Long Yeye's questioning.

  "Grandfather, it's not heavy, I am willing to accept the punishment, and I also want to explain this matter."

  "What's there to explain? I understand." Long Ye said nonchalantly as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

  Others who wanted to ask questions were also shut down by this one sentence.

  This made Tang Xuanxuan utterly embarrassed.

  The atmosphere slowly eased up, and everyone also understood a fact.

  Anyway, as long as it's something done by Tang Mianmian, Long Yeye will take responsibility for it.

  As long as he was willing to take charge, no one else spoke up again.

  The Long Yechen at the next table, however, was not pleased.

  He originally thought Long Ye would be very angry, and he even thought that when Tang Xiangxiang was injured, he would go to comfort her.

  Unfortunately, he didn't wait for this opportunity.

  Long Ye's attitude towards Tang Mianmian also became clearer day by day, and everyone's guesses were shattered by Long Ye's firm attitude.

  Some things go without saying.

  Finally managing to extricate herself from the stifling atmosphere of the grand hall, Tang Xiangxiang's first thought was to explain things to Long Yeye.

  He had just said a word when he was interrupted by him. "I know what to say, these are not important, what kind of wife my wife is, I don't know how to be a husband?"

  "But... if it were anyone else who saw this scene, wouldn't they be suspicious?"

  "There's no but." Long Ye Jue firmly interrupted her words, "I said I would trust you, and I will. My trust is only given to you."

  Being moved is necessary.

  Tang Mianni bit her lip and stared at the man in front of her, a mix of emotions swirling inside her.

  It is said that people show their true feelings in times of trouble.

  Is the current situation just the truth of this sentence?

  She choked back a laugh and softly called out his name, "Long Ye."

  "Huh?" The man still had a careless attitude.

  I love you.

  Three words is everything.

  He is her everything.

  Long Ye's eyes widened in shock, seemingly stunned by her sudden confession.

  This is an expression rarely seen on him.

  Tang Miyan saw him dazed and felt a bit awkward, so she pushed him lightly, "I'm confessing to you, why are you making that face...hmm..."

  The complaint hadn't been finished yet when the red lips were covered up.

  The man held her face, eager and moved.

  Although I had expected her to say something like this, I hadn't thought I'd hear it so soon.

  At this moment, she said, the person who couldn't hold on was finally him.

  Tang Mianmian closed her eyes, this time letting him kiss her.

  It was only this kind of physical contact that made her feel they were one and the same.

  What was originally thought to be a storm, in her case, turned out to be a catalyst for their emotions. This time, she actually thanked the person who released the video.

  Let everything in the past go by.

  Along with that photo, it can be forever sealed on the bookshelf and never found again.

  At the moment when time and circumstances have changed, it reappears, but it's just a memory.

  They were once worlds apart.

  In the future, they will go through thick and thin together.

  In the distance, Long Ruoshui saw the two embracing and already knew Tang Xiangxiang's position in her brother's heart.

  Although secretly relieved, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Su Wanru.

  However, emotional matters can't be forced, and all I can advise is for the obsessed Su Wanru to let go of the present and cherish the future.

  This time's storm also made the whole city of Jiang understand that Long Ye was not someone to be trifled with.

  After stabilizing the morale of the Long family, Dragon Ye rushed to Jue Shi with a professional PR team and began to come up with countermeasures for this matter.

  A detailed and meticulous emergency response plan was implemented in the shortest possible time, handling everything properly and stabilizing the stock price of Longshi Fund.

  Seven consecutive press conferences have been conveying a message.

  That is, Tang MiMi was his wife, Long YeJue.

  He also refuted those rumors one by one.

  And use his wife's words to refute him.

  My love for the limited edition of Long Night's Chivalry is only given to Tang Xiangxiang!

  Some people joke that a wife loves her husband's money; if he didn't have any money, would she still love him?

  Long Yeh's answers were always so impeccable that even the person who asked the question couldn't refute them.

  I, Long Ye Jue, am least short of money, she loves my money, which means she loves me, Long Ye Jue.

  Such boastful words, although somewhat arrogant, are also true.

  In Jiang City, who has the Long family's wealth?

  Moreover, the would-be successor of the Long Family Foundation was already a renowned general manager in Jiang City.

  Although Jue Shi doesn't have a solid foundation like Long Shi Fund, it's also one of the companies that has developed the fastest and achieved the best results in recent years.

  All of this is the achievement of Long Ye Jue, the proud son of heaven.

  ***

  The storm subsided, and Tang Siyi's heart also calmed down slightly.

  Every day, obediently at home, writing Buddhist scriptures according to grandfather's wishes.

  And they were all written in brush calligraphy. At first, she thought it was bitter, but later on, as she wrote more, her heart also calmed down with it.

  Although there is still a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures to be copied, she has already found the truth and understood the meaning behind her grandfather's punishment.

  Long Yajue returned home late at night and left early in the morning. He finally came back on the second weekend, and the first thing he thought of was to hug his wife tightly.

  However, he rushed into the bedroom in vain.

  This feeling is really not very good.

  "Xu Ma, Xu Ma?" The man impatiently called out from upstairs.

  Xu's mother is Xu Bo's wife, who was originally taking care of her grandson in their old home in the countryside.

  Sunzi went to school and was picked up by his daughter-in-law, she returned to the Long family again.

  The old man arranged for Xu Ma to come and take care of Tang Xiumei for her convenience.

  Mrs. Xü heard the anxious voice of Young Master and hurried up from the kitchen, bumping into Long Yè at the staircase, "What's wrong? Young Master?"

  "Where's Big Sister?" he asked with a frown.

  Xu's mother was taken aback, "Isn't it in the study?"

  "Study?" Long Ye was somewhat perplexed.

  Xu's mother saw that he seemed to be in a state of disbelief, so she quickly explained, "These past few days, going out early and returning late, you don't know what the young mistress has been doing, do you? She's been copying Buddhist scriptures according to Master's wishes."

  "This idiot." Long Ye scolded and turned around to head towards the study.

  These days I've been leaving early and returning late, so every time I come back, she's already in the bedroom, and has even prepared hot water for me to take a bath.

  Sometimes he was so busy that he fell asleep, and it was she who took care of herself going to bed, drying her hair and the like.

  Although the couple didn't say anything sweet, their feelings for each other had already become mature.

  He would leave a farewell kiss on her in the morning when he left for work without disturbing her movements.

  Also in the middle of the night, he would be moved by love for her several times.

  This lifestyle has always been his expectation.

  Emotions have always been a steady trickle.

  He returned home early today, but unexpectedly didn't see her in the bedroom. The empty feeling made him lose his temper for a rare moment.

  It wasn't until now that I found out she had been copying Buddhist scriptures all these days, but I never heard her mention a single word.

  Based on his understanding of her, the little woman must also be self-punishing.

  After all, even if Grandpa said so, she didn't follow it, and no one would say anything.

  The door of the study was half-closed, with a warm yellow light inside, unlike the bright light when I was in the study.

  That little woman who was worried about herself was now seriously holding a brush and writing on paper with one stroke at a time.

  That serious look is really delightful to see.

  They say confident women are the most beautiful, but Long Ye felt that his wife was beautiful all the time.

  Quietly pushing open the door and going inside, the diligent little sheep didn't even notice, still writing away.

  Until he walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, she let out a cry of surprise, "Ah..."

  A drop of ink fell on a nearly finished piece of xuan paper.

  The ink splattered out and stained the originally neat characters and paintings with a few discordant ink dots.

  She let out a sigh, but didn't scold him. She put down her brush and turned to face the man, "You're back quite early today."

  "What? Don't want to see me?" He deliberately turned cold.

  Tang Mianmian hastily shook her head, "No way, don't tarnish me, okay? I'm just too happy to see this!"

  "Nothing was found."

  "How should I express myself so you think I'm happy?" she asked with blinking eyes.

  Long Ye looked at her with a few ink dots on her face, couldn't help but raise his smiling eyes, "Close your eyes."

  "Why?"

  "Shut up if you have nothing to say!" he ordered tyrannically.

  Tang Miemie pouted, although she didn't know what he was going to do, but in the end she still did it.

  Long Ye's thin lips curled up into a wicked arc, his bony fingers stained with some ink, drew on her face.

  The speed was both fast and accurate, in just a few strokes, one of the sheep's feet appeared.

  Tang Xianxian only felt wet and soggy, but didn't know what it was.

  Because she never thought that Long Ye would be so childish as to use ink to draw on her face.

  Long Yeh rushed to kiss her lips so she wouldn't suspect anything.

  It's both nostalgia and cover-up.

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