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

Yes.

The person who loves him has always been Wen Ling.

What is he struggling with?!

Because of the huge difference in their status, he never really took Wen Ling seriously from the beginning, did he?

Each of those repeated tests was not without purpose.

The time he confessed to Wen Ling was at the instigation of Wen Zhi. Wen Zhi gave him five million, saying she wanted to see her sister make a fool of herself. For the sake of the money, he did as she asked.

After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that this deal was worthwhile.

So, following Wen Zhi's request, he bought jade jewelry for Wen Ling, and then excitedly decorated the room, confessing his feelings to her...

"If you feel you can't take over the Wen family company, I told you I can help you. I've been in charge of the company for a long time, and you should know my capabilities."

"But if it's because our families of origin are incompatible, that's such a nonsensical reason, I can't accept it! I can't accept any reason other than that you don't love me."

"..."

Ok.

Two perpendicular lines intersecting on a coordinate axis will always intersect at only one point; from then on, one is horizontal and the other is vertical.

We shall never cross paths again.

In fact, this theory is one-sided.

This assumption exists on the coordinate axes of a two-dimensional world.

What if the Earth is round?

Jiang Ran's mind was in a mess, so messed up that she couldn't think of anything clearly.

All he knew was that he wanted to sleep, to lie in bed and get a good night's rest. He'd deal with everything else when he woke up tomorrow. He'd feel better after a good night's sleep, and maybe everything would be alright...

Jiang Ran's eyes darkened, and her voice was indifferent: "Sister, I'm a little sleepy. Can we talk again tomorrow?"

He raised his hand to his forehead, his voice sounding somewhat weak.

Wen Ling was not about to give up until she had gotten to the bottom of things!

Especially now that she was so close to Jiang Ran, she could feel his burning body temperature and his unique scent as she squeezed his shoulders.

Nothing has happened to them for a long time.

Aside from the last time she couldn't help herself, Wen Ling rarely took the initiative with Jiang Ran again. She was afraid he would get annoyed and become even more resistant.

She longed to throw herself into Jiang Ran's arms, to hold him tightly, and then...

The hands on her shoulders squeezed tighter and tighter, until Jiang Ran felt a little pain.

He reached out and grabbed Wen Ling's wrist. "Sis, let me sleep. I'm really sleepy. My head hurts a little from the alcohol I drank earlier."

"...Does your head hurt?"

Wen Ling frowned, noticing his flushed cheeks and furrowed brows, and she immediately became anxious. "Should I have Lanlan come over now and get you some medicine...?"

"No need, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep. Besides, I can't take any medicine after drinking alcohol."

"..."

Staring intently at Jiang Ran, Wen Ling felt somewhat disappointed that things hadn't been explained clearly today, but seeing him so distressed made her feel bad too.

Wen Ling took a deep breath. "Okay, go to sleep."

Jiang Ran looked up, his head throbbing, but he still managed to ask, "And you, sister?"

"Don't worry about me, I won't bother you."

Wen Ling released her grip and moved to the side of the sofa, her tone becoming calm again: "Go to sleep. We can continue talking when you feel better. I'll always wait for you."

"..."

That's the same thing she said back then.

But Jiang Ran was too preoccupied to think about such things anymore.

He stood up, his steps unsteady.

It's only been a few days since he last drank, and his alcohol tolerance has already dropped so quickly. Looks like he still needs to practice...

Feeling dizzy, Jiang Ran staggered to the second-floor bedroom.

He had even forgotten that he hadn't tidied up his bedroom on the second floor. There wasn't even a blanket; just a bare mattress with an unopened plastic film on it.

I'm so sleepy.

Walking to the bedside, Jiang Ran leaned forward and fell onto the bed. In less than a few seconds, he fell asleep.

"Fool."

Wen Ling, who had been following behind and tried to reach out to help him several times, watched helplessly as Jiang Ran collapsed onto the bare mattress and couldn't help but mutter a curse under her breath.

Jiang Ran drank too much.

In less than two minutes, he chugged down three large cans of beer. Although the alcohol content wasn't high, drinking so much at once, and so fast, was bound to make him dizzy!

Wen Ling was alright; even if she drank a bottle of wine very quickly, it wouldn't make her drunk.

Wen Ling carried a quilt from a cubicle in the second-floor bedroom and helped Jiang Ran take off his shoes.

His feet were so big that Wen Ling had to hold up both of her hands to make them comparable.

Jiang Ran's white socks, worn from running all day, were now stained gray by the black soles of his shoes. Wen Ling sighed, looked at his socks, and finally went to the bathroom to bring over a basin of hot water.

She couldn't move the tall Jiang Ran.

So she could only use a towel dampened with water, just like when Jiang Ran wiped her feet with alcohol when she had a fever before, and gently wiped Jiang Ran's soles.

Then, she covered him with a blanket and poured the water into the sink.

She didn't go anywhere else.

Wen Ling quietly walked to the bedside and looked at Jiang Ran lying on the bed, with wisps of hair covering half of her eyes, those eyes that she thought were the most beautiful.

"Huff huff..."

He was sleeping soundly.

The bedroom was quiet, and it was already completely dark outside.

Jiang Ran's snoring was very soft, barely audible in the air, which made Wen Ling feel at ease.

She looked at Jiang Ran, who was fast asleep. They were so close now, Jiang Ran was lying on the bed, still fast asleep. She had such a good opportunity to get close to him, to sleep with him, to hug him, to hold him, to be close to him.

But at that moment, Wen Ling suddenly didn't want to do it anymore.

She felt it was nice to just watch him sleep peacefully; at least it made her feel at ease.

That's so strange.

Wen Ling recalled that she seemed to have blushed and felt her heart pounding as she watched those secretly filmed private videos on many nights before.

But now that the person is alive and well right in front of her, right there in bed, she doesn't want to do it anymore...

She just wanted to sit quietly by the bed and watch him; it seemed like a very reassuring thing.

Because Jiang Ran was asleep on the bed, alive and breathing.

Wen Ling reached out to tuck the blanket around him, but before she could control herself, her hand landed on Jiang Ran's hair.

She gently rubbed it, the soft warmth of Jiang Ran's hair rising in her palm, so real.

Perhaps, he will give her an answer when he wakes up.

It seems Jiang Ran has kept his word to her. Also, it turns out nothing really happened between him and Xia Yunxi.

Haha.

Wen Ling suddenly felt very happy, happy that she hadn't misjudged him, and happy that he was just trying to annoy her.

Fortunately, he only did it to spite her...