Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

Tomorrow night Leng did not speak again. He guessed that it was impossible. Country C was the place where the girl who impressed him had stayed, and Switzerland was where Yueyue and Ruirui were born.

Lin Motong could not appear in any of these places.

He pinched his eyebrows: "Yueyue and Ruirui's mother, are there any whereabouts?"

The subordinate's voice lowered: "Not yet, Master."

"Forget it, you go down." Ming Ye Leng stopped thinking about it, waved back his subordinates and continued to work.

Unable to look at the garden again, Lin Motong and Yueyue were still playing hard together, seeming to be chasing the leaves blown away by the wind.

He could not hear their voices, but looking at their brisk expressions, he seemed to be able to hear their laughter.

Ming Ye Leng put down the documents in his hand, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, and looked at the scene in the garden.

A faint light shining on Yueyue and Lin Motong's body, coating them with a warm yellow color, making them look a little bit unreal as if they were walking out of the painting.

But that kind of beauty makes people can't help but raise the corners of their lips slightly and laugh with them.

On the corners of Ming Ye's cold lips, there was a smile that he hadn't had in a long, long time.

After a while, Rui Rui was picked up. As soon as he ran into the garden, he joined Lin Motong and Yueyue's group and laughed with them.

Tomorrow night, I was stunned, only to find that I had been standing in front of the window for too long, and lost my mind for too long.

He retracted his gaze, folded the papers, put on his sports clothes, and went to the gym.

Seeing that they were going to the gym tomorrow night, Liu Menglu and He Zhaoxue immediately twisted the hot towels and followed them together.

Sit down tomorrow night and exercise straight on the equipment.

Compared to his slightly weaker and thinner figure five years ago, he is now a lot stronger and his overall figure is very well practiced.

At first, it was because he woke up after being in a coma for too long. Both the doctor and Yun Lan advised him to exercise more and strengthen his physique.

Later, he got used to working out every day, his eight-pack abdominal muscles had already looked the same, his muscles were tight and powerful, showing a strong male hormone breath.

He Zhaoxue and Liu Menglu stood aside, looking up from time to time, and seeing Ming Ye's cold figure, they couldn't help showing undisguised surprise.

Seeing the cold stop tomorrow night, He Zhaoxue immediately brought the towel over.

Mingye took a towel and wiped the sweat off his face, and said, "Let Lin Motong come over."

Originally, the cold night would open the mouth to talk to He Zhaoxue, which made He Zhaoxue surprised and happy.

But what she said only asked her to call Lin Motong, and He Zhaoxue's face suddenly collapsed.

She came to take care of the cold night, not to give Lin Motong a chance to perform.

Her voice was soft and soft: "Master, Lin Motong is now working in the kitchen, so she doesn't follow him to serve the young master."

Ming Ye Leng frowned, raised her eyes, and glanced at He Zhaoxue obliquely. The harshness and accusation in that eyes were too obvious, and He Zhaoxue stepped back in fright.

She immediately realized that she was more and more acting on her behalf. Everyone was the maid of the Ming family, and she would never have the turn of a maid to tell her who she wanted to see tomorrow night.

Their duties are to do their best to meet Ming Ye Leng's requirements, and they have no right to speak at all.

He Zhaoxue realized this and immediately said, "I will call Lin Motong over."

She ran out immediately.