After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

Ruan Zhining quickly lost her balance, trembling as she grabbed the window for support, and couldn't help but make a sound. The next second, Wen Chongyan hung up the phone.

Before she could react, her chin was lifted and she was kissed by the man.

Wen Chongyan supported her buttocks with one hand, lifted her up and pressed her against the window, kissing her with great force.

Ruan Zhining wrapped her arms around his neck and was carried by him all the way to the master bedroom, kissing him all the way until they both rolled onto the bed.

This time was different from before; it was very slow. Wen Chongyan supported himself on her, watching her expression the whole time, watching her furrow her brows at the beginning, gradually relax, then bite her lip, and finally couldn't help but moan, beginning to succumb...

She fell for him.

Even if it's just his body. Even if it's just a fleeting temptation of desire.

Wen Chongyan stared at Ruan Zhining's face for a long time, and only when she couldn't help but urge him did he lower his head and kiss her again.

Neither of them spoke; the only sounds in the quiet master bedroom were the friction of the headboard against the wall and the sounds of kissing.

Time passed like this, until Ruan Zhining bit Wen Chongyan's shoulder again.

They embraced, breathing against each other, their breaths gradually calming down.

Ruan Zhining said in a hoarse voice, "I want to drink water."

Wen Chongyan got up, put on his pajama bottoms, went out to pour a glass of warm water, and when he came back, he sat down by the bed, helped her up with one hand, and held the glass of water to her lips with the other, slowly feeding her sip by sip.

When I put down the water glass, the time displayed on the bedside table was still clearly 00:05.

It's past midnight.

Wen Chongyan glanced at it. Ruan Zhining obviously saw it too; she lay on the bed, staring blankly at the time, then heard Wen Chongyan say, "Want to take a shower?"

"I'll wash myself!" She was afraid he'd be in the bathroom again... just like a few days ago.

Wen Chongyan didn't answer. After a while, he hummed in agreement and then said, "I'll carry you to the bathroom."

Ruan Zhining firmly refused to let him in, and he didn't force her. When she came out after washing up, she saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, seemingly lost in thought.

She hadn't washed her hair, and as she crawled into bed, she felt a post-coital drowsiness mixed with a sense of comfort. Wen Chongyan quickly washed up and went to the bedside, where he heard Ruan Zhining wriggle in bed and say, "So tired..."

He lay down and reached out to hug her. She didn't refuse and seemed to be falling asleep.

Wen Chongyan pulled her close, and Ruan Zhining struggled to open her eyes. When she saw it was him, she closed them again, nuzzled her head against his chest, and fell asleep.

Wen Chongyan looked down at her sleeping face, reached out, and finally gently placed his hand on her hair.

His fingers ran through her hair, as if grasping a handful of long, black hair, but in the end, it all slipped through his fingers.

The next morning, Ruan Zhining got up early to choose clothes and simply brought everything with her, since she had a huge suitcase anyway.

When she finished tidying up and came out, she saw Wen Chongyan making breakfast in the kitchen. He was on the phone with one hand, talking about billions of dollars, but he was making thick omelets in front of him. When he saw her come out, he brought them to her.

"I need to go to the airport!" Ruan Zhining ate quickly. "It's getting late."

Wen Chongyan paused for a moment, then handed her the hot milk with added tonics. "I'll take you home."

It means going back. Not going.

Ruan Zhining was taken aback. "Are you going to take me back to Vancouver?"

Wen Chongyan said, "I will arrange the plane."

"No, no, it's too much trouble. I bought my own plane ticket, and I overheard you on the phone yesterday saying that Wen Rui has a big meeting tomorrow, and you can't be absent. What if your dad comes after me again if you're absent? He just threatened me to be with you last time, and I was so nervous and annoyed. It's finally over—"

She stopped mid-sentence, realizing what she'd said, and pursed her lips. She wanted to say more, but then realized there wasn't anything wrong with what she'd said. Her father had threatened her to be with him, and she was just nervous and anxious… wasn't she? That's exactly it.

Wen Chongyan looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times, but he didn't speak. Ruan Zhining lowered her head, took a sip of hot milk—it was so hot!

Wen Chongyan said, "Let it cool down a bit before drinking."

"..." Ruan Zhining didn't look up again. After finishing her milk, she was about to leave.

Wen Chongyan still saw her off. On the way to the airport, Ruan Zhining kept looking at her phone, and occasionally she would turn her head and find him looking at her.

Ruan Zhining felt she should tell him about the end of the assessment, but she didn't know how to say it. She continued to look down at her phone, but this time she couldn't concentrate.

At the airport, Wen Chongyan escorted her to the special security checkpoint. As Ruan Zhining looked for her ticket, she heard him say in a low voice, "I'm going to Vancouver on a business trip in a few days."

"..."

"I'm coming to see you." He paused before adding, "I'll treat you to dinner."

"...Oh." Ruan Zhining responded, then suddenly seemed lost, rummaging through her bag. "Oh, okay, okay. Then it's your treat."

"Okay," Wen Chongyan said, "It's my treat."

"Saturday, okay?" he asked again.

"I might not be free on Saturday; I'm meeting up with some classmates."

Wen Chongyan hummed in agreement, then said, "Then Zhou Tian."

"I'll accompany my sister to her checkup on Sunday."

"Okay," Wen Chongyan said, "Then next week."

Ruan Zhining kept her head down and didn't say anything. Then she finally pulled out her plane ticket.

"I'm going in. I'm going to be late," she said.

Wen Chongyan looked at her. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and he finally only said, "Mm."

Ruan Zhining dragged her suitcase inside. After a few steps, she heard Wen Chongyan calling her from behind.

She stopped in her tracks and heard him say, "Can you send me a WeChat message after we land?"

"..."

Ruan Zhining stood there, then quickly walked towards the security checkpoint with her suitcase.

After she finished the security check, she turned around through the glass window and saw Wen Chongyan still standing there, his head slightly lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

Ruan Zhining boarded the plane. Feeling a bit stuffy, but unable to open the window for fresh air, she pulled down her eye mask and forced herself to sleep.

After landing in Vancouver, Yin Jianhang picked her up in his car and jokingly asked, "How was your month in Beijing?"

Ruan Zhining leaned back in the passenger seat, staring at her phone, and didn't hear him speak.

Yin Jianhang looked down and saw her open WeChat, but then quickly close it. Then she turned her head and said, "Were you just talking to me?"

Yin Jianhang squinted at her, smiled, and said, "No."

For the next two days, Ruan Zhining stayed at the hospital with her sister, and Yin Jianhang would also come over when he wasn't busy.

While Ruan Zhining was outside, Ruan Qingrang couldn't help but ask Yin Jianhang, "Xiaohang, did something happen? I feel like Ningning seems to be in a bad mood."

Yin Jianhang stood up. "I'll go take a look."

He walked out of the ward and saw Ruan Zhining standing on the balcony at the end of the corridor.

Seeing him approach, Ruan Zhining said, "I'm just getting some fresh air. Is my sister looking for me?"

"I need some fresh air too." Yin Jianhang stood beside her, watching the traffic with her. He suddenly smiled and said, "Little green tea, I want to ask you a question."