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February, the New Year.

On New Year's Day, Yunqi Villa was unusually lively. The Wen family gathered together, and the villa was busy from morning till night. The servants who stayed at the villa all received big red envelopes from Wen Lingfeng.

Jiang Ran did not choose to go home for the Chinese New Year; instead, he stayed in his rented apartment and played on his phone all day.

After all, Chen Jingyu was still living in the villa. This year was a crucial time for Chen Jingyu as she was in her senior year of high school, and her family knew this. Therefore, neither Jiang Ran nor Chen Jingyu went home for the Chinese New Year. He stayed in Beijing so that he could go and keep Chen Jingyu company whenever he wanted.

Xia Yunxi's salary doubled during the Spring Festival, so she chose not to go home and stayed at the villa as usual, cooking for Chen Jingyu and her tutor every day.

Since having contacted Wen Ling on Valentine's Day a week ago, Jiang Ran hadn't reached out to her for many days. But now, while scrolling through videos, Jiang Ran received a transfer message from Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi: [Transfer 5200.]

Jiang Ran was momentarily stunned. She opened WeChat and asked, "[What? Why did you suddenly transfer money to me?]"

Wen Zhi: [Here's a New Year's red envelope, accept it.]

Today is Chinese New Year, and it's normal for friends to send each other red envelopes. But the problem is, he's not familiar with Wen Zhi, so why would Wen Zhi send him a red envelope?

Jiang Ran replied with six decimal points.

A moment later, Wen Zhi's message popped up, tinged with mystery: "[What? Isn't it normal for me, as the younger sister, to give my brother-in-law a red envelope during the New Year?]"

What a load of nonsense!

The moment Jiang Ran saw the message, he silently complained to himself.

In terms of age, he could call Wen Zhi "sister," but in terms of seniority, if it were to be a New Year's red envelope, it should be him giving it to Wen Zhi, right?

Seemingly noticing that Jiang Ran hadn't replied, Wen Zhi's message popped up again: [Oh, I was just kidding, hurry up and accept this, my sister gave it to me.]

Jiang Ran: [Sister Wen? She asked you to send me a red envelope?]

Wen Zhi: [No, we have servants at home. My sister gave me 10,400 yuan. If you break it down, half of it is for you, isn't it?]

Jiang Ran: [...]

Wen Zhi: [Hurry up and put it away, I'm going to set off firecrackers, I'm not talking to you anymore!]

Looking at the chat box, Jiang Ran paused for a moment before his finger landed on the transfer message.

After thinking for a moment, he decided it was better not to accept the money.

He had no intention of arguing with Wen Ling, and besides, he didn't want to have any more entanglements with her. Although the money was just a drop in the ocean for the Wen family, it was still inappropriate to take their money again.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ran decided to return the red envelope.

On Chinese New Year's Day, many migrant workers stayed in Beijing, mostly choosing not to go home for the holiday in order to earn extra overtime pay.

The high-rise buildings outside the window were still brightly lit, and the sound of firecrackers went off intermittently throughout the night.

From the first day of the Lunar New Year to the fifth day, Jiang Ran stayed in his apartment. He had been stocking up on food in his small refrigerator for a week and hadn't gone out at all.

It's been quite lively outside; the atmosphere of the Lunar New Year is definitely there.

Jiang Ran, who was feeling unwell after resting in her apartment all year, finally mustered up the energy to prepare to continue setting up her stall after the New Year holiday.

Throughout February, and into early March, Jiang Ran and Wen Ling had no further contact.

Neither of them sent each other a message. Jiang Ran, who had been extremely busy since the start of the new year, had completely forgotten about the contract.

However, Wen Ling, who lived in Yunqi Mountain Villa, became increasingly anxious the longer she stayed there.

Perhaps it was because her pregnancy was progressing, but Wen Ling's mood was very erratic. She would get angry from time to time, and sometimes she couldn't control her temper and would throw things.

Therefore, Wen Zhi specially invited psychologist Deng Lanlan to her home.

"There's nothing I can do... I can only say that the one who tied the knot must untie it."

In the study, Deng Lanlan, who had just completed a psychological assessment for Wen Ling, sighed and said to Wen Zhi.

"You mean, let Jiang Ran come over?"

There were only the two of them in the study, so there was no need to hold back when they spoke. Wen Zhi also tacitly said the name "Jiang Ran" directly.

Deng Lanlan nodded gravely. "Ms. Wen's emotions are mostly bottled up. To be honest, now that Ms. Wen is pregnant, Jiang Ran, as her husband, should be by her side to support her."

"I'm afraid that's not possible now."

Wen Zhi shook her head and said, "You should know my sister's temper. If I don't push her, she'll never get over this. Besides, before the New Year, I tried to arrange for my sister and Jiang Ran to spend the night together in one room, but... it didn't work..."

"How could it not work? That's just how President Wen's temper is. Jiang Ran just needs to be obedient and go along with her wishes, and this problem is easily solved!"

Deng Lanlan subconsciously responded, but as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her conversation with Jiang Ran at the Junlan Mansion villa.

Jiang Ran's words at that time clearly showed that he was a hothead.

But now, Premier Wen is pregnant!

The woman is currently pregnant, which is the biggest concern in the world. Jiang Ran should at least be more proactive because of President Wen's pregnancy!

Wen Zhi's lips twitched, and she muttered, "Things aren't that simple..."

"No matter what, the pregnant woman is the most important person, Miss Zhizhi. I think you should go and talk to Jiang Ran face-to-face about President Wen. We all know President Wen's temper. Don't always think about starting with President Wen; you have to think of other ways!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhi's eyes lit up!

"Oh right! How could I forget to talk to Jiang Ran?!"

She slammed her fist on the table and jumped up in a fluster. "You can stay here for now. I'll have Aunt Li prepare a room for you. I'm going to find Jiang Ran right now!"

After saying that, Wen Zhi rushed out quickly.

......

Jiang Ran, who had just finished work and was about to go home, was blocked at the gate by a bright red Ferrari on her way back to her apartment.

"Jiang Ran!"

As the car window rolled down, Wen Zhi waved to him and said, "Get in the car, I have something to tell you."

Now that the New Year is over, Jiang Ran hasn't contacted Wen Ling for more than a month. During this time, he has almost forgotten that he has a "wife".

At this moment, Wen Zhi's sudden appearance reminded Jiang Ran of the last incident, and he now avoids meeting Wen Zhi in private again.

While pondering, Jiang Ran asked without hesitation, "Did Sister Wen send you to find me?"

Wen Zhi took off her sunglasses and urged impatiently, "Oh no, you should get in the car first. I have something important to tell you!"

However, to her surprise, Jiang Ran shook her head, dragged her suitcase, and walked straight ahead. "If she didn't send you to find me, then forget it. I don't want to meet you in private!"