Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: Futile Effort

"Idiot." Xu Ke sneered.

Liao Yanyan, who had been scheming against Xu Ke all along, didn’t know her plan had gone awry from the start.

When Xu Ke arrived at the Lin Group, Lin Mengyao had not finished her work, so Xu Ke sat on the sofa in the office, quietly watching Lin Mengyao at work.

While working, Lin Mengyao was different from usual; from head to toe, she was sharp as a steel blade, cutting with just a glance and making others dare not look again. Yet, Xu Ke loved Lin Mengyao like this.

A woman as hard as a knife, yet soft for one person; how could Xu Ke not love such a Lin Mengyao?

"Why didn’t you call out to me? How long have you been waiting here?" Lin Mengyao asked as she looked up from the endless sea of documents, noticing Xu Ke staring at her intently, her demeanor softening somewhat.

Xu Ke stepped forward and massaged Lin Mengyao’s sore neck and shoulders, speaking softly, "I didn’t want to disturb you since you were busy, and I haven’t been waiting long. What would you like to eat for lunch today? Since you’re so tired, let me take you to the Imperial Kitchen for some pigeon soup; the head chef today is best at making it."

"Sure, I happen to crave it too." Lin Mengyao replied with a smile.

Xu Ke set aside thoughts of Liao Yanyan and led Lin Mengyao to enjoy some pigeon soup.

and he forgot about it. When he remembered again, it was late at night; looking at Lin Mengyao’s sleeping face made him abandon the idea altogether. He believed he could handle

joined the Lin Group for nearly two months, it was her first time receiving a package for Lin Mengyao. The assistant couldn’t help thinking it was unexpected for a big company’s CEO to

it there. You may go."

some time, Lin Mengyao rubbed her sore neck and finally looked up from the mountain of files, turning towards the package

any new contracts. Who sent this?" Lin Mengyao murmured curiously as

appearing to contain documents or similar

be a gift from Xu Ke?" The thought softened Lin Mengyao’s expression instantly,

dozen photos, which none resembled the surprise she had imagined; gravely, she brushed aside the torn package

Ke’s face in the photos stabbed Lin Mengyao like steel sharpness into her eyes, but more glaring

even stopping her breathing. If the pain from prolonged oxygen deprivation hadn’t awakened her,

senses and was about to call Xu Ke, an unfamiliar number came

Did you receive the photos I sent you?" Liao Yanyan, dressed in a fiery red

What’s your aim in sending me these things?" Lin Mengyao

your office building now. Why don’t you come down so we can find a place to have a proper conversation?" Liao Yanyan adjusted her freshly permed hair

unconsciously, her knuckles strained, and the nail on her middle finger split from the force, spilling bright red