Bai Yiran stood in Leng Yichen's office on the top floor of Huamei International, her mind naturally recalling the image of Leng Yichen working intently at his desk.
He looked very handsome when he worked seriously, especially when he lowered his head and gave instructions in a deep voice. It's hard to imagine any woman could resist that. Perhaps it's just the madness of lovers' eyes, but anyway, Bai Yiran couldn't resist such a Leng Yichen.
Bai Yiran could now understand more than half of the books in his bookshelf, remembering when she first married Leng Yichen, she couldn't comprehend any of them.
Back then, to someone like Little Bai, Leng Yichen was like a godly existence. She thought she could never keep up with this man in her lifetime. But gradually, Bai Yiran realized she didn't need to chase him, because no matter how she was, she was perfect in Leng Yichen's eyes.
