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

A high-ceilinged dome, a deep blue passageway, brightly colored lionfish swimming slowly with their long, filamentous fins, soft footpads, damp and cool air, a salty and fishy smell permeating the air, a sense of tranquility enveloped by the deep blue sea.

"Sister Zhizhi, what are you looking at?"

Deng Lanlan, who had followed, moved closer to Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi, who had already put away the fan, was fiddling with her camera, her gaze fixed on Wen Ling and Jiang Ran in front of the glass not far away.

Wen Ling was still sitting in her wheelchair, but her body was tilted to the side, looking behind her, while Jiang Ran next to her was also looking to the side, with his head slightly lowered.

Following Wen Zhi's gaze, Deng Lanlan smacked her lips a few times. "What are President Wen and Mr. Jiang doing? They've been watching them for over ten minutes, haven't they? What's so interesting about jellyfish?"

Standing behind the two women, Fang Kai stood up as if he had been pulled up from the ground. He blinked and looked in that direction as well.

"..."

Wen Zhi pointed the camera at that spot and stared at it for a long time, but didn't say anything.

Deng Lanlan scratched her head, looking completely bewildered, and could only stare at that direction along with Wen Zhi.

After a while, Wen Zhi suddenly nudged Deng Lanlan's arm with her elbow.

"Hey, doesn't this scene look a little familiar...?"

Deng Lanlan was taken aback: "Familiar?"

"An idol drama!"

Having handed over some cameras, Wen Zhi's eyes sparkled. She looked at Deng Lanlan, her face full of excitement, "Don't tell me you never even watched idol dramas when you were a kid!"

"..."

Deng Lanlan's lips twitched. She looked over there, then at Wen Zhi.

This scene looks a bit like an idol drama, but wait, isn't that right?!

She blurted out, "What idol drama features someone in a wheelchair?"

"Who says there isn't! The scene where the female lead gets injured, a major crisis is resolved, and then she and the male lead relive their past together—isn't that a perfect realistic scenario?!"

Wen Zhi became more and more excited as she spoke, and took several pictures in a row with her camera.

Deng Lanlan was even more speechless.

She glanced at Wen Ling and Jiang Ran; they were more like siblings than an idol drama couple, lacking even the classic aquarium kiss...

"Miss Zhizhi, I think you should watch less idol dramas."

"..."

the other side.

Jiang Ran fell silent as he watched Wen Ling's finger touch his cheek.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Ling blinked and asked him, "What? Weren't you asking about tuition?"

"How could this possibly be considered tuition?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ran was somewhat speechless.

"Why not?"

Wen Ling smiled and said, "Didn't we say we're dating now? Since you're my boyfriend, this is a special offer I'm giving you!"

"..."

Wen Ling's brain circuits are indeed puzzling.

They were originally having a good discussion, but they ended up circling back to this topic. Jiang Ran really had no interest in this at all.

"Then let's forget about it."

Jiang Ran's eyes darkened, and she said seriously, "I suddenly don't want to study anymore."

"?"

They were fine just a moment ago, why did their expression suddenly change?!

Before Wen Ling could react, her body swayed due to inertia, and Jiang Ran had already placed his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair and pushed her forward.

Startled, Wen Ling grabbed the handrail and turned around.

"Why do you suddenly not want to study? Didn't we agree that we're dating now?"

It wasn't agreed upon, even if it was just pretending...

Wen Ling couldn't understand why, after finally mustering the courage to say those words, she was rejected by him...

"Well, we'll have to take it slowly, won't we?"

Jiang Ran was speechless, looking down at her: "Have you ever seen a couple who start hugging and kissing like that as soon as they begin dating?"

"..."

Although these words were unpleasant to hear and carried a hint of rejection, Wen Ling understood that Jiang Ran was not rejecting their relationship as a romantic one.

One should not be too hasty in anything.

This principle applies to any situation.

"it is good."

She didn't force Jiang Ran like before. Wen Ling nodded, agreeing readily. As she turned to Jiang Ran, she said, "I can wait."

This answer was beyond Jiang Ran's expectations.

Wait?

How long will it take?

Looking down at the brim of Wen Ling's hat, Jiang Ran wasn't sure if he could still fall in love with her!

Liking is inherently an ethereal and intangible thing.

Moreover, now we have a clear goal.

It's like how a person's hobbies are developed through exposure. You gradually develop a love for something without even realizing it, until you grow up and understand it, and then you realize that it was a hobby you actually enjoyed.

But now, something has been labeled, such as calligraphy, and it's been placed there rigidly, telling Jiang Ran that he must come to like calligraphy.

The extremes must be reversed.

"Perhaps I will never fall in love with you in my entire life."

Pushing her to the end of the passage, looking at the exit ahead, Jiang Ran murmured in a low voice.

It was obvious that the wheelchair she was holding trembled slightly as Wen Ling's body moved.

A lifetime?

A lifetime is too long.

Who can say for sure?

Jiang Ran also said, "Perhaps."

Wen Ling longed to stand up from her wheelchair, disregarding her foot injury, just like before, and throw herself into Jiang Ran's arms to ask him why, on what grounds, why he didn't like her.

But the word "shrew" that he used seemed to be branded on him.

He spoke that morning, and his tone was still respectful at that time.

She didn't want to become one of those two words in Jiang Ran's heart.

Just like when it comes to business collaborations, if she learns about a company that is running for office and has a stereotypical view of it, she will also project her own preconceived notions onto it.

That was a nail driven into my heart.

Wen Ling understood this feeling.

If she continues to force the issue, she will forever be synonymous with "shrew" in Jiang Ran's mind, and that will never change.

"It's okay."

As she approached the exit, Wen Ling's voice was barely audible. She raised her head, her gaze fixed straight at the exit door, but her tone was firm: "I'll be right here."

"..."

These words create invisible pressure.

There was no warmth or comfort; all Jiang Ran could feel was pressure.

His eyes flickered, and he said bluntly, "You'd better not say things like that."

Why?

Wen Ling was puzzled; she thought those words were quite romantic!

"Because you're indulging in self-pity."

"..."

left.

Jiang Ran pushed her wheelchair out.

Although there weren't many people outside, it was still bustling with activity, with many couples with children playing in the small playground next door.

The children played in the sandbag pile, while the adults stood by, chatting and laughing.

Jiang Ran's gaze fell on that scene, and he suddenly remembered the time when his parents took him to the amusement park to play on the trampoline when he was a child.

Although it wasn't as luxurious as this place, just a roadside stall that cost 5 yuan per person, he still felt it was wonderful at the time.

Where did that beauty come from?

He can't find it...

Wen Ling remained silent in her wheelchair, her thoughts still lingering on Jiang Ran's words.

He said she was indulging in self-pity...