Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"If that's the case, the young master's hard work and patience these past few days will be in vain."

"What do you think I should do?"

"Continue the cold war until the young mistress truly realizes her mistake." The housekeeper paused, "Although the current young mistress realizes that there is a problem with the way she gets along with the eldest young master, she has not yet been able to completely let go of herself and improve it. ..."

Originally, Sikong Linge was very angry when he heard that the butler asked Shangguan Rui to fight with him, and was going to rush in to argue with the butler.

However, after hearing what the butler said later, Sikong Lingge froze.

The butler was absolutely right.

Although she clearly knew that she had made mistakes in this relationship, she hadn't been able to put down her figure and change.

Therefore, the relationship between the two of them froze inexplicably just a second ago.

In the next second, it was inexplicably better again.

There is no way to go on like this.

She and Shangguan Rui will be together for the rest of their lives.

Now that we have decided to be together, we must try to make the situation of getting along better, we can't have a cold war today, and tomorrow we will have a series of articles in Guangzhou because of a small matter...

Sikong Lingge took a deep look at the dining room, turned around and left without saying a word.

She believes that she, who has gone through so many difficulties, will definitely be able to get rid of her stubbornness and make the relationship between the two of them better.

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Throat dry, uncomfortable, no way to sleep.

There's something boiling water in the bedroom—

Shangguan Rui's usual teapot.

But after listening to the conversation between the housekeeper and Shangguan Rui, Sikong Lingge was not in the mood to boil water at all, just took the cold water on the table, drank a few sips, and was about to go back to bed* to sleep.

To improve the key between him and Shangguan Rui, tomorrow is very important, and he must not miss it.

Sikong Lingge took out his pajamas, took off his big sweater, and was about to change.

Suddenly a figure came up to her without a sound, and he clasped her big palms, pulling her back and inserting them into his chest. His fiery hands just wrapped around her chest.

"Ah!" Sikong Lingge was taken aback, and turned around exclaiming, "Shangguan Rui, why are you walking so silently? You scared me to death!"

Shangguan Rui glanced lightly at the pajamas on the bed, sat down with Sikong Lingge in his arms, and sniffed her neck, "You smell so good."

While talking, he was sloppy.

Sikong Lingge was itchy and avoided laughing, "Shangguan Rui, it's itchy...don't come here again...we have to go out at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Disappointing."

"Let go, I want to get dressed."

"In my arms, you don't need such cumbersome things as clothes." Shangguan Rui directly overwhelmed him, and kicked the pajamas on the bed to the bottom of the bed in displeasure.

"..."

"When did you wake up?" Shangguan Rui narrowed his eyes slightly and asked seemingly casually.

In fact, Shangguan Rui was testing.

It also tests how honest Sikong Lingge is to himself, how much—

He and the butler both stayed in the mercenary school since they were young, and their hearing and vigilance are better than ordinary people. How could they not know that Sikong Lingge was outside the restaurant just now?

"Wake up..." Sikong Lingge subconsciously blurted out that he had just woken up, but thinking of what the butler said, he changed his words, "I've been awake for a while."