She turned around and saw Song Cheng standing behind her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Cheng, you scared me to death! How did you get into my room at this time? Maybe Dad will come back suddenly."
Song Cheng raised his lips in disdain. "He won't be back for a while."
Yatong tore the damaged photo into pieces and finally threw it into the toilet in her bathroom, letting the water flush down the drain.
The fragments spun on the water surface for a few times and finally disappeared.
With a glint of revenge in her eyes, Song Cheng followed her to the bathroom and kissed her passionately on the lips.
Yatong did not struggle, but instead cooperated.
Now, she can only feel safe in Song Cheng's arms.
For three years, she couldn't express her feelings towards Song Cheng. Sometimes she hated him very much, and sometimes she couldn't help but feel relieved.
Fortunately, he could give her a little warmth. Song Cheng, although insidious, but to be fair, Song Cheng did not do anything to hurt her after getting her.
Every time she was touched, she couldn't help but immerse herself in it and couldn't help but think of the warmth he gave her.
She was 34 years old. She was a normal person, a woman. She had normal worldly desires and normal physiological needs, and she needed to be warmed.
In the past three years, Song Cheng has been playing such a role.
Whenever Song Huihai mentioned her marriage to Ning Anyi, Song Cheng would lose control.
This time, Song Cheng was no exception.
When their breathing calmed down, she lay in his arms and said coldly, "I will help you win this project. As long as we win this project, revenge on Song Ling and Liu Zhiyuan will be easy."
Song Cheng thought in his heart, and lowered his voice: "It's not easy to win this project this time. Song Ling is not a pushover."
Ya Tong said arrogantly, "He is not a vegetarian, and neither am I. Dad trusts me now. I have confidence in this project."
Song Cheng raised his chin, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and encouraged her.
"I know you're not a pushover, so remember to be careful. Song Ling is very strong and cautious, so don't let him find you."
Yatong nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful. I'll help you without anyone noticing. I think we can succeed this time. After all, your identity is very hidden. No one knows you're the mysterious CEO, and no one will suspect that you can do so much despite your usual cynicism.
Song Cheng, I really think you are extraordinary."
Song Cheng was praised, and his eyebrows couldn't help but rise. He looked into her eyes and said seriously: "Will we get married when we get everything back?"
Such deep affection made Ya Tong feel a little palpitated. She couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, as long as you don't mind me not being able to have children. Let's get married..."
Song Cheng hugged her tightly and said softly, "Having you is enough for me. I don't care about the child."
Yatong responded to him with emotion.
Finally, after Yatong's secret operation, this newly created project was indeed won by Tengfeng Company through bidding.
Xu and Tianyue were eliminated in the second round.
In the final round, only Song and Tengfeng competed. The prices of the two companies were similar, but Tengfeng was better in terms of design creativity.
When the news was broadcast, Liu Zhiyuan saw it and moved her eyes from the TV to the man beside her.
After the news came out, she observed the man's reaction. She noticed a glint in the man's eyes, and she asked cleverly, "Husband, did you expect this?"
Song Ling took her into his arms and said, "Yes."
"Why is this? This project sounds really lucrative. Why did they deliberately give it to Tengfeng? What's wrong with that?"
Song Ling looked at her anxious little look and couldn't help laughing.
Liu Zhiyuan was impatient and rubbed her arms anxiously.
"Husband, please answer me quickly. I really want to know what my husband thinks. Okay?"
Unexpectedly, Song Ling was so unfathomable: "There is no problem in any link."
Liu Zhiyuan was a little silent, with a hint of confusion in her clear eyes. Her little hands habitually sought warmth and hugged him tightly.
Song Ling's deep eyes suddenly showed a fiery light, and he lowered his gaze to her charming little face. He felt her dependence and satisfaction, and his heart softened.
The sunlight outside was strong, its warmth reflected on the beige curtains. Just like his mood, warm and comfortable.
He didn't know how much he doted on the little woman in his arms. In the words of his assistant, he seemed to have no bottom line towards her.
That's why he quit a lot of jobs and went to the dessert shop to buy her favorite desserts and brought them back to eat with her in the bedroom.
Liu Zhiyuan's heart is very sweet, as sweet as an overturned honey pot.
After looking at the Moments posted by Xu Su and Zhao Yanran, she took screenshots of their Moments and said, "Other people's fiancés are so considerate. They can't forget to show their affection even after having afternoon tea. I suddenly want to fall in love..."
She is a little woman at heart. She used to be a writer of soft articles, so she likes to write some ideas to share.
Song Ling went out, and she went to play with Song Lingchen again.
Unexpectedly, half an hour later, the sound of a car engine was heard at the door of the villa, and then to her surprise, she heard the familiar footsteps of a man.
Then, the tall figure appeared in front of her.
He stood behind the light, his figure becoming more and more charming.
She opened her mouth slightly and looked subconsciously.
Until Song Lingchen stood up excitedly, "Dad, are you coming back to play football with me? Is it because I've been more obedient recently and you want to reward me?"
Song Ling didn't say anything, just shook the snack box in his hand.
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