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

His voice seemed to have a magical quality.

Gone are the tense, confrontational arguments of the past; only a peaceful description of what once was.

Wen Ling sat quietly opposite him, listening silently as always.

Listening to this, Jiang Ran realized that her habitual routine had somehow become her pillar of support.

This was the first time in a long time that Jiang Ran had opened up to Wen Ling and shared her true feelings.

She was surprised and delighted.

The memory came so suddenly, it was unexpected; Jiang Ran even remembered the details of surprise...

"You know what, sis, when I saw you just now, the word 'shrew' actually popped into my head."

Looking back at Wen Ling, she was still as beautiful as ever, like a proud snow lotus, growing tenaciously on the high mountain, inviolable.

"A shrew?"

Wen Ling murmured, repeating this awful word that she knew perfectly well.

"Yes."

Jiang Ran nodded straightforwardly, looking at Wen Ling with utmost seriousness, without any sarcasm, his face full of sincerity.

If the conversation had started like this from the beginning, Wen Ling wouldn't have been angry at all.

What was meant by losing control of emotions? In Jiang Ran's narration, the atmosphere in the car eased considerably.

Wen Ling knew the word was insulting, but looking at Jiang Ran's sincere face, she couldn't bring herself to be angry.

Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly gave a bitter laugh. "What can I do? The thought of you divorcing me and leaving me drives me crazy. I can't control myself. I don't want this to happen..."

As if realizing her embarrassment, Wen Ling turned her head away and said to Jiang Ran something she would never have said in her life.

After staring intently at Wen Ling for a long time, Jiang Ran pursed her lips and asked, "Sister, are you sure you really like me?"

Wen Ling didn't turn around, her words unwavering: "Nonsense! If you don't like me, why did you become like this?"

"..."

A blush appeared on her proud yet pale face, and her attitude was noticeably less forceful than before.

She has indeed calmed down.

Jiang Ran knew that continuing this entanglement was pointless. If Wen Ling couldn't figure out what she liked about him, or what liking someone really meant, this entanglement would never end.

It could even escalate to a more terrifying level, potentially causing physical harm...

Jiang Ran's gaze fell on Wen Ling's ankle, which had been resting for a day and should have been on the ground again.

Although she didn't cry out in pain, if this continues, her foot will never heal properly, and the injury may even worsen...

After a long silence, Jiang Ran finally spoke, "Then, let's make peace."

"reconciliation?"

Wen Ling was taken aback.

"Yes, we have reconciled."

Jiang Ran nodded and said earnestly, "You don't need to send anyone to monitor me anymore. Just like before, like when we first met..."

"Like when we first met?!"

Muttering those words, Wen Ling turned her head, her eyes filled with surprise.

"yes!"

Jiang Ran smiled and nodded, "It's like when we first met on our blind date, pretty much the same."

How can a person travel back in time?

In a rare moment of calm, Wen Ling's mind conjured up this sentence. She looked at Jiang Ran, struggling to analyze his words, and finally came to a conclusion: "You mean, we should start dating like when we first met?"

"..."

After all that he said, it turns out all she could think of was dating, right?

Jiang Ran's lips twitched, but seeing the hope in Wen Ling's eyes and his emotions finally calming down, he really didn't want to go back to that state.

Jiang Ran relented.

"I guess so, but I don't plan on dating anyone anytime soon."

The cooling-off period after divorce is a time for both mind and body to relax. During this period, and perhaps for a long time to come, Jiang Ran feels that she may never talk about it again.

Women, regardless of age, are all terrifying.

Looking at Jiang Ran's face, even though his words carried a hint of compromise and were somewhat unclear, he had agreed.

Treat her like you did when you first started dating, like when you first got together...

"By the way, during this time, Sister Wen, you can also seriously think about and feel what it is about your feelings for me, and why you like me."

The novelty is nothing more than the initial tug-of-war before a relationship even begins.

The longer the tug-of-war lasts, the more the feelings will be worn away.

During this time, Jiang Ran also wanted to think about what he really wanted to do and where his future direction lay.

Listening to Jiang Ran's words, I was excited, but more than that, I was prompted to think about the issue raised in Jiang Ran's words.

She didn't know, didn't know what she liked about Jiang Ran.

It was as if it had turned into an obsession, an obsession that made her unable to accept Jiang Ran's departure, so she resorted to various means.

But clearly, this is wrong.

She looked at Jiang Ran, who was sitting very upright, as if it were the first day they had met. Wen Ling recalled when she first met Jiang Ran.

He was so reserved back then.

But now, his face is full of composure.

In that instant, she felt as if she had never truly understood him, his thoughts, or anything about him...

Like the most familiar stranger...

"Sis, what do you think?"

Seeing the silent Wen Ling, Jiang Ran broke the quiet atmosphere.

Their eyes met, and his frankness and sincerity fell into Wen Ling's eyes. She bit her lip and finally nodded heavily.

She said, "Okay."

The sky cleared up.

The sun, which had been hiding behind the clouds, peeked out slightly, illuminating the azure sea.

Golden sunlight streamed through the clouds, making everything appear as if it were gold.

Wouldn't it be such a pity to waste such a beautiful sunny day?

We should certainly enjoy the gifts from nature.

But before enjoying it, Jiang Ran looked at Wen Ling's feet.

"I'll ask Deng Lanlan to come and take a look at your feet."

Before Wen Ling could respond, Jiang Ran said something and then opened the car door.

The car door was suddenly opened.

The two people outside the car were clearly not in the mood to react.

Deng Lanlan instinctively and hurriedly put away her phone, while Fang Kai quickly threw away the foxtail grass he was holding in his mouth and stood up.

"Uh...hehe, you guys, are you done with your work?"

Deng Lanlan scratched her head, looking embarrassed.

Jiang Ran remained silent for a moment, then raised her hand and gestured, "Come up and take a look at Sister Wen's injury."

"Ah, oh oh."

Deng Lanlan responded, stepped onto the car, and got inside.

Jiang Ran, who had been cooped up in the car for too long, jumped out and turned around as she closed the door, only to see Fang Kai staring at her menacingly.

He stroked his chin and asked Fang Kai, "Brother, where did you pick that foxtail grass?"