Liang Tongheng gave her a meaningful look and lightly opened his thin lips. "If you want."
Lin Haiying's face became familiar again. President, can you not say something so scary with such a terrifying gaze? "Hehe, President, you're making fun of me again."
Liang Tongheng didn't say anything else as he packed up the lunch boxes. "Rest for now."
"Okay." Lin Haichen sighed lightly as she watched Liang Tongheng's figure disappear from the door.
Liang Tongheng's footsteps paused slightly, and for some reason, he felt a tug in his heart.
While Liang Tongheng was washing a lunch box, Lin Haiying leaned on it comfortably and fell asleep in a daze.
When Liang Tongheng saw this, he took off his jacket and lightly placed it over her body. Then, he bent down and kissed her forehead.
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