After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 928 - 932: My Guest Is Very Important

"I asked them!" Seo Fei smiled to cover up, "Won’t you invite me in?!"

"No!" Leng Zimo had a demeanor that kept people at a distance of a thousand miles, "I have a guest, if it’s work, we can discuss it Tomorrow."

"But..."

"My guest is very important!"

Seo Fei’s gaze swept over his robe, and through the gap between his arm and the door frame, she clearly saw a corner of black clothing draped on the wooden porch—it’s Luo Xiaoqian’s clothes, which Leng Zimo hadn’t properly tidied up.

Seo Fei immediately recognized it as women’s underwear and felt a surge of anger.

So, that woman was here.

After being together for so long, he and she had been engaging in the closest intimacies between a man and a woman, Seo Fei almost couldn’t control her emotions.

"Do you not even have time to sign something?!"

In the kitchen, Luo Xiaoqian was also curious about who would visit Leng Zimo so late. Upon hearing their conversation, although she hadn’t seen Seo Fei, she already guessed it was her.

Work?!

Luo Xiaoqian didn’t buy Seo Fei’s excuse of coming to Leng Zimo’s home at such a late hour; the real reason hardly needed any speculation.

Biting her lip outside the kitchen door, she gently pouted, intentionally raising the pitch of her voice.

"Zimo, can you come and help me a bit?!"

"Coming!" Leng Zimo glanced at Seo Fei standing outside the door and slammed the door shut with a bang, then immediately turned around to the kitchen, looking with concern at Luo Xiaoqian standing by the stove, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, I called you deliberately." Luo Xiaoqian shrugged, raising her hand to grab his robe with a dominant tone, "I just don’t want other women to see you in pajamas because you’re mine!"

Leng Zimo raised his hand to lightly pinch her cheek, "From now on, my body and my heart both belong to you."

Raising her face, she looked brightly at him, meeting his loving and indulgent gaze; Luo Xiaoqian gently pursed her lips, "Zimo, I have a question for you."

"Ask."

"If... if for some special reasons, I did something to hurt you, would you forgive me?"

Leng Zimo raised his hand to circle her waist, putting on a stern face, "That depends on what it is. There are some things I absolutely won’t forgive you for."

She nervously pursed her lips, "Like?!"

"Like..." he suddenly laughed, "letting other men see you in pajamas."

Luo Xiaoqian was momentarily stunned, then realized he was joking, and glared at him as she raised her hands to hold his shoulders.

"I’m serious. Can you be more solemn?!"

"Alright!" Leng Zimo became serious again, "Then listen carefully; as long as you stay by my side and love me always, everything, I can forgive."

Luo Xiaoqian’s nose turned sour, "Zimo, thank you."

Seeing the tears in her eyes, he raised his hand to gently wipe the corner of her eyes, frowning with concern, "What’s wrong? Why are you crying again? Did you really do something?"

Bang!

The water in the pot overflowed, and the lid slid off the stove, falling to the ground with a sharp noise.

"Zimo!"

Luo Xiaoqian, facing away from the stove, had no idea what had happened, instinctively screamed, and rushed over to shield him with her body.

"Don’t worry, it’s just the lid that fell." Leng Zimo patted her back comfortingly, lifting her from the floor. He quickly turned off the fire without paying attention to the messy stove, hurriedly carried her to the sofa, and gently lifted her leg to check, "Did you get burned?!"