After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

Wen Zhi finished speaking, her gaze towards Jiang Ran somewhat complicated.

Besides these servants, Xia Yunxi was also downstairs.

Jiang Ran understood the obvious accusation. He didn't say anything more, just glanced back at Wen Zhi, and stepped downstairs.

As Jiang Ran brushed past her, Wen Zhi's eyes flickered, and she said, "There are still wine glasses on the coffee table in the living room. I didn't bring them up. Bring them over when you come over later."

This statement seems to have a hidden meaning.

Jiang Ran paused for a moment, then disappeared at the top of the stairs without stopping.

Seeing Jiang Ran leave, Wen Ling became anxious. She tugged at her suit jacket and staggered as she tried to stand up.

Wen Zhi quickly stepped forward and placed the red wine on the round table in the middle. "Sister, I think it's better if you don't go downstairs right now."

Wen Ling asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Wen Zhi paused, looked at her older sister's lovestruck expression, and sighed: "I guess he needs to be alone for a while."

"But he just said he wants to book the earliest flight to leave..."

Wen Ling was getting anxious. She grabbed the stool and tried to stand up, but before her feet touched the ground, Wen Zhi pressed down on her shoulder.

"Sis! Don't worry, I've already had the main door downstairs locked, and at this time, without a private car, he can't go to the airport."

Wen Zhi pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Wen Ling, saying earnestly, "Do you know who Jiang Ran said she had feelings for?"

This sudden question stunned Wen Ling.

Jiang Ran's words flashed through her mind, and Wen Ling's eyes dimmed. She smiled, clearly with a hint of self-deprecation: "Who cares who she is? As long as Jiang Ran is still by my side, as long as we're not divorced, as long as I can make him fall in love with me again, it doesn't matter who she is."

"..."

The expected questioning and relentless interrogation by Wen Ling did not occur; instead, this unexpected answer stunned Wen Zhi.

She had a lot to say and wanted to complain to her sister, but when the time came, Wen Zhi didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Outside the pavilion, servants and cooks were already preparing dinner. A long, narrow table was placed in the center of the rooftop, and the cooks were slicing and plating charred turkey legs.

Looking at her older sister, Wen Zhi sighed and ultimately did not tell her the truth.

"It's better that you don't know. That way, I'll be the bad guy. Even if Jiang Ran finds out, he won't hold a grudge against you."

Wen Zhi raised her hand to support her hair, tucked the hair behind her ear, looked at the sea on the horizon, and spoke truthfully.

These words puzzled Wen Ling. "What did you do?"

"It's nothing, sister. All you need to know is that the person your husband liked has already given up on him. I'm sure your husband will soon give up and set his sights on you..."

......

On the coffee table in the living room, there were indeed three very clean stemmed glasses.

As Jiang Ran moved closer, he noticed a letter placed under the three cups.

The envelope was signed: [To be opened by Jiang Ran].

After graduating from university and starting work, mobile phones became a necessity for daily commutes, and Jiang Ran herself rarely practiced calligraphy anymore.

Seeing such an envelope again, and the elegant handwriting on it, reminded Jiang Ran of Xia Yunxi.

He walked around the coffee table, sat on the sofa, picked up the letter, and opened it.

There was nothing special inside, just a very thin piece of paper. When Jiang Ran opened it, he saw Xia Yunxi's handwriting on it.

[Jiang Ran, I'm sorry, I've waited a year already, and I don't want to wait any longer. My family has introduced me to a blind date, and I'm going home to get married. We shouldn't see each other again.]

The signature reads "Xia Yunxi".

There was no time, no other information, the only thing they knew was that Xia Yunxi was no longer in the villa.

Looking at the letter, Jiang Ran's gaze was fixed on the words "blind date". He frowned and stared at the words without saying a word.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhi, who had come down from the rooftop, tidied her stray hairs and walked slowly over.

"Didn't I tell you to take the cup upstairs? The food's getting cold."

She seemed not to have seen him, stopping in front of the coffee table and looking at Jiang Ran calmly.

Jiang Ran didn't speak, remaining seated, just fiddling with the letter, like a sitting fossil.

The living room was pitch black.

Only the moonlight from outside the window provided some illumination.

The strange, unsettling atmosphere made Wen Zhi feel somewhat uncomfortable. Her eyes flickered, and she stood opposite Jiang Ran, bending down to pick up the three wine glasses. At the same time, she said, "It's getting late; it's not good to eat too late. My sister is still waiting for you..."

Her voice was light and airy. As soon as she spoke, before she could finish, Jiang Ran suddenly looked up and stared at her with a strange look in his eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

The distance between them was less than half a meter.

Jiang Ran's dark eyes were unusually empty as he stared directly at her. In that instant, Wen Zhi felt a strong sense of guilt for no apparent reason.

"Uh... why are you suddenly looking at me like that?"

Wen Zhi smiled subconsciously, her gaze falling on the letter in Jiang Ran's hand. She quickly changed the subject, feigning confusion, and asked, "Who gave you this? Why do people still communicate by letter these days...?"

As she spoke, she straightened up, picked up the three wine glasses, and prepared to leave.

But the next second, Jiang Ran, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"How much money did you give her?"

This was the first thing Jiang Ran said to Wen Zhi after she came down.

Wen Zhigang froze as she turned to the side, standing there stiffly with an incredulous expression on her face.

How could he know?

How could she know that it was she who took the money and made Xia Yunxi leave?

"you......"

Wen Zhi subconsciously turned her head, wanting to ask the question directly, but as she turned to speak, Jiang Ran's voice rang out: "You want to ask how I found out about this, right?"

"..."

Wen Zhi didn't speak, she just looked at Jiang Ran with disbelief on her face!

She stared wide-eyed at Jiang Ran, and blurted out, "How did you know?"

Seeing Wen Zhi's reaction, Jiang Ran smiled with some relief. He placed the letter on the table and said calmly, "I didn't know before, but I do now."

"..."

Wen Zhi fell silent.

She looked at Jiang Ran, who was sitting on the sofa, looking exactly the same as he had a year ago, without any change at all. But this sudden question, and his reaction after seeing the letter...

She thought that Jiang Ran would be very sad and in pain, and that at this time, her sister would play the role of pursuing him relentlessly, and that things would get better over time.

But Wen Zhi never expected that Jiang Ran would actually trick her!

Even she's faking it!