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

The morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and Jiang Ran opened her eyes with a splitting headache.

He was still lying face down, his neck seemed to be twisted, and the back of his neck hurt a little.

Jiang Ran propped himself up on the mattress and sat up. After his eyes adjusted to the bright light, he finally saw Wen Ling dozing on the sofa.

Seemingly sensing the sound, Wen Ling, who was already in a light sleep, twitched her eyelids and sat up from the sofa in a daze.

"woke up?"

Wen Ling yawned, put her legs down on the sofa, slipped on her shoes, and asked Jiang Ran, "What would you like to eat? I'll have Aunt Li prepare breakfast..."

"Uh...you slept on the sofa yesterday?"

"You're sleeping so soundly, I don't want to disturb you. You must be very tired after a busy day of moving yesterday."

Wen Ling rubbed her neck, clearly having slept poorly, just like Jiang Ran.

But she seemed oblivious to it, and instead of complaining, the first thing she did upon waking up was to ask him what he wanted to eat.

Jiang Ran's feelings were complicated. Although his head ached, he was at least awake and could understand what Wen Ling was saying. He looked at her and murmured, "We last night..."

You drank too much last night.

Wen Ling interrupted, stood up, smiled at Jiang Ran, and said, "Let's think about what we want to eat first. I'll have Aunt Li make it and send it over later. I'm going to the restroom first."

She left those words and rushed into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of running water inside, "splashing," and the bright morning sunlight outside the window.

The weather is nice today, with little wind.

The only faint breeze rustled the leaves, the branches trembled, and the sound of running water in the bathroom was like an ordinary morning after marriage.

Jiang Ran's gaze fell on the blanket on the sofa and the quilt covering him.

As he moved, the plastic that hadn't been torn off the mattress still ripped and rattled under his body.

In his mind, he remembered that he had drunk too much last night, and then he went back to his room in a daze. He didn't even know which room he went to, but he just fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

He remembered that when he first arrived, only the beds on the first floor were made up; the beds on the second floor hadn't been tidied up yet...

So, Wen Ling brought this quilt for him to cover himself with?!

Moreover, she stayed by his side on the sofa all night, unlike before when she would take advantage of his weakness...

No.

"Clatter—"

The bathroom door opened.

Wen Ling wiped her hands with a towel and smiled at Jiang Ran. "I just washed up a bit. I drank some alcohol yesterday, and my mouth feels a little sore."

She explained, moved aside to make room, and said casually, "Look, you should wash up too, right?"

"..."

As if nothing had happened last night, Wen Ling moved aside and looked at Jiang Ran with a smile.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ran hummed in agreement and decided to go wash up first.

After passing Wen Ling, Jiang Ran went to the bathroom and closed the door.

Perhaps his prejudice against Wen Ling was too deep-seated; subconsciously, he even felt that Wen Ling might do something to him while he was asleep...

Jiang Ran still remembered yesterday's conversation. Wen Ling had said a lot to him and covered him with a blanket. They managed to sleep on the sofa for the night.

Jiang Ran stood in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror.

There was no difference from before, except that his eyes seemed to have matured a lot. Jiang Ran remembered that his eyes were clear and foolish before.

Having experienced so much and so many emotions during this time, he looked into his own eyes and, besides being tired, seemed to have aged a bit.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and his neck was slightly crooked.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Jiang Ran suddenly felt like laughing.

What is he doing?

The person you're looking for who's truly committed to a relationship is actually right beside you, isn't he/she?

Even if this relationship has a future, how far it will go, and how long it will last, the ending of a relationship can never be seen from the beginning.

Who can say for sure what will happen next?

......

As Jiang Ran emerged from the bathroom, she saw the phone Wen Ling handed her.

"These are the menus sent by Aunt Li. If there are any items not on the menu, you can also suggest them."

She was still thinking about breakfast.

Jiang Ran wasn't very hungry at the moment. He pushed her away and said calmly, "A regular breakfast is fine. I'm not picky about food."

"it is good."

Although her hand was pushed away, Wen Ling remained calm. She nodded and tapped a few times on her phone screen to send the message.

Wen Ling and I sat down on the sofa, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Wen Ling didn't speak, but just sat there quietly, as if she was thinking about something.

Seeing her silence, Jiang Ran, who had been waiting for a long time, spoke first, "Sister Wen..."

"Um?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Wen Ling frown suddenly and look at him with some displeasure.

Jiang Ran quickly changed her address, "Sister."

"Um."

"...I've thought about what you said yesterday."

"Those words..."

Wen Ling's memories were pulled back to yesterday, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. She stared intently at Jiang Ran, "What do you want to say?"

"I wanted to say... um?"

Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, he saw Wen Ling suddenly stand up and walk towards him, raising her hand to cover his mouth.

Behind the palm was Wen Ling's somewhat nervous face.

She said, "No, don't say it directly, I don't want to hear you reject me..."

"...?"

Jiang Ran's eyes widened suddenly; he wasn't going to refuse...

"I thought about it yesterday, until very late at night. If you want a divorce, I can agree, but I'd like you to stay here and be my neighbor. You only need to come over occasionally and take some time to visit Feng Die. She's still young, and I don't want her to go through life without a father and without his love. I..."

I've lost count of how many times this has happened.

But Wen Ling had never spoken so humbly before, so humbly that she was practically in the dust, practically buried in the earth.

Wen Ling's voice was very soft, and she seemed to run out of words as she spoke, as if Jiang Ran's words were truly a rejection, and she had lost her courage.

Jiang Ran figured it out.

If he still can't see something this simple, then he's truly a fool.

He didn't speak, but simply raised his hand and gently grasped Wen Ling's wrist, as if afraid of hurting her. He pulled down her hand that was covering his mouth and lightly kissed her lips.

A sudden, intense heat, along with a touch of softness, came from the back of her hand, causing Wen Ling to freeze in shock!

She stared blankly at Jiang Ran, watching him lower his head and kiss the back of her hand. Suddenly, her heart began to pound wildly, as if injected with hormones.