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

One kiss is clearly not enough.

They hugged each other and kissed again and again, as if they had a lot to say but didn't know how to say it. They would kiss each other again halfway through their conversation and finally fall asleep close together.

They woke up, saw each other, rubbed their noses, and kissed.

I didn't get out of bed all day.

In the end, Ruan Zhining was too hungry to continue cooking and pushed him away, saying, "I'm hungry..."

Wen Chongyan placed his hand on her lower abdomen. "Still not full, huh?"

Ruan Zhining opened her eyes and saw the floor covered in used items... She slapped his hand away, "Wen Chongyan, you really need to be more restrained. This can't go on. We've only been sleeping together for a little over a month, and you've already done it so many times..."

"You're already 27. In our hometown, that's 30 by the traditional Chinese age reckoning. If you're going to have problems with excessive indulgence, then I'm only 21..."

Wen Chongyan sneered, and Ruan Zhining retorted angrily, "Sneer! Go ahead and sneer again!"

But she had no strength and couldn't get angry. Like a paper tiger, she was hugged from behind by Wen Chongyan. He pressed against her and bit her earlobe, "Is it okay, hmm? Tell me, is it okay?"

"…you…"

Ruan Zhining felt like he was going to kill her. His needs were just too great…

She dared not provoke him again, afraid of being punished once more. She hugged his neck and said pitifully, "I'm so hungry, I want to eat, please make some."

Wen Chongyan looked down at her, and she kissed the corner of his lips. "I just want to eat what you make. How about steak and shrimp cakes?"

Wen Chongyan paused for only two seconds before propping himself up and returning her kiss. "Okay, I'll go do it."

Ruan Zhining watched him get up and put on his pants. Her gaze swept over him, but she quickly looked away, which startled her. Luckily, she was quick-witted…

Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to walk for a whole day.

A man who only lost his virginity after 27 years is terrifying. She used to think he was frigid. He was indeed cold when he didn't talk, but once he got into bed, he was hotter than anyone else.

However, you might get tired of it after a while.

She had seen many of these before: socialites in high society hooking up with rich men. At first, they were inseparable, exchanging incredibly sweet WeChat messages, but after six months or a year, they would get tired of each other and lose their initial passion.

Will she and Wen Chongyan end up like this too? Ruan Zhining curled up in the blankets, smelling his scent on the bed, but felt no worry at all.

She liked kissing him, making love with him, and feeling his embrace; it made her heart race.

At least, right now, at this moment, she wants to be with him.

She has a boyfriend. A real boyfriend, someone she doesn't need to act out, someone who really likes her...

Not bad.

His confession was very sincere.

Ruan Zhining blushed as she thought about it, and twisted and turned on the bed, but soon fell asleep from exhaustion.

The kitchen outside.

Wen Chongyan, dressed in pajamas, stood there with great seriousness, frying steak.

The phone vibrated.

He turned his head and saw Ruan Zhining's phone on the carpet. He had been working by the door for half an hour and it had fallen there.

He turned the heat down and went over to pick up his phone.

The caller ID showed Yin Jianhang.

Wen Chongyan paused for a moment, then slid down to answer the call ten seconds later.

"I've explained everything to your sister, and she was so scared... How are you?" Yin Jianhang asked.

"..."

No one was speaking. Only the very faint sizzling of oil frying.

Yin Jianhang was silent for a moment, then smiled, "President Wen?"

"..."

"It's like a meal after the fact," Yin Jianhang said. "Looks like it was a success."

"..."

"I know you will succeed; there's very little in this world that you won't succeed at."

Yin Jianhang added, "I believe you're not just playing around, but people's hearts are fickle. If one day you really don't like her anymore, you should tell her directly, don't deceive her."

Wen Chongyan remained silent until he heard this last sentence, at which point he finally spoke.

He said, "That day will never come."

Ruan Zhining learned about the phone call between Yin Jianhang and Wen Chongyan the next day.

She said angrily, "He even answered my call!"

"Maybe it was a slip of the hand, an accidental touch," Yin Jianhang said. "If you ask him, that's what he'll say. He'll explain it in a way that convinces you. That's how capitalists are."

Oh. That makes sense.

He may seem quiet, but he can actually be quite argumentative.

Ruan Zhining was sulking. She planned to throw a pillow at Wen Chongyan when he returned.

Answer my call!

Wen Chongyan: "Sorry, it was a slip of the hand, I accidentally touched it."

Ruan Zhining, "…………"

She got even angrier. She straddled him and started hitting him, yelling, "Capitalist! Capitalist! You're a robber!"

Wen Chongyan held her waist with both hands, lifted her shirt up, and Ruan Zhining's hands were bound by the clothes and raised above her head. He held her smooth waist and pressed her down on the sofa.

He leaned down and buried his face in her chest. Ruan Zhining immediately began to struggle, "No, it tickles! What are you doing? You're doing it again..."

"It really was a slip of the hand," Wen Chongyan whispered in her ear, "Last night you said you'd be back in a little while and asked me to help you, so my hand wasn't feeling well and that's why I accidentally touched it, hmm?"

Ruan Zhining blushed at the thought of last night, unable to refute it. His fingers were longer than hers, and he had studied so much more. She added, "Then why did you lie to Yin Jianhang...?"

She looked at him, then turned her face away. "You said...you said there would never be a day when you didn't like me anymore."

"No," he said.

"Young man, don't speak so confidently," Ruan Zhining said, raising her eyebrows. "Who knows what the future holds! You've only liked me for a short time. What if we both change our minds later?"

Wen Chongyan frowned, his handsome face suddenly turning cold.

?

Before Ruan Zhining could react, she was picked up and carried to the bedroom. She heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled.

What are you doing?

"Of course it's *you*."

Ruan Zhining was inexplicably beaten. She grabbed Wen Chongyan's short hair, yelling and cursing, but Wen Chongyan didn't stop. His thin lips brushed against her earlobe, and finally, he said breathlessly, "I will never have a day when I don't like you, but..."

Are you one too?

How much do you like me?

Ruan Zhining could no longer hear him; fireworks were exploding in her mind. She clung to him tightly, opening her mouth, "I want a kiss..."

Wen Chongyan's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked down at her face. She was very sensitive; he could easily overwhelm her with just a little touch. He often saw her intense desire for him in bed.

In that instant, Wen Chongyan thought, "Humans are indeed greedy."

At first, he just thought that as long as he could have her, he would accept it even if she didn't love him or hate him at all.

Later, she said she liked him a little, and he wondered if she could like him even more.

just now.

He wanted her to love him too.

He wanted to hear her say, "I love you."

He finally understood.

It turns out that he wanted more than just her.

He greedily wanted her love.

He wanted her to love him, and only him.

He wanted the bright moon to hang high above him, shining solely on him.

"What are you doing..." Ruan Zhining opened her drowsy eyes and gently shook him, "Will you kiss me or not..."

Wen Chongyan lowered his head and kissed her.

Between their intertwined lips and the limits of their physical connection, he whispered in her ear in an extremely hoarse voice, "I love you."

"Hmm..." Ruan Zhining hugged him and nodded her head, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

She didn't say anything else.

Wen Chongyan didn't ask any more questions. He simply kissed her deeply again, his eyes red, and held her tightly in his arms.

……

Ruan Zhining stayed in Beijing for five days. She spent half of those five days in bed. Afraid of triggering her pharyngitis from talking too much, she flew to Vancouver on the sixth day to escape the bed-related troubles.

But having a boyfriend is different from not having one. Wen Chongyan is her boyfriend now, and he feels incredibly powerful, even more powerful than Wen Rui when he was in power.

He arranged almost every detail of her life. Fortunately, he was rich and provided the best for everything, so Ruan Zhining was happy to enjoy it and didn't complain about his meddling.

Aside from their occasional disagreements about the frequency of sex, they were surprisingly compatible in every other way.

Three months later, Ruan Qingrang's rehabilitation training had made progress, and he was able to stand up and walk slowly with a walking aid.

Wen Chongyan dispatched a medical plane, escorted by a top-notch team, to transport Ruan Qingrang back to Beijing for further rehabilitation.

Ruan Zhining suggested that she transit through Malaysia, as her sister is recovering well and can travel in a wheelchair, and she wanted to take her sister there for a couple of days.

Shortly after landing in Malaysia, her phone went dead. Her team couldn't reach her no matter what they tried.

Wen Chongyan was at the group when he received the news.

When he received the call, his first reaction was to frown and say, "Say it again."

"Mr. Wen, Ms. Ruan and her sister entered the scenic area this morning. A shop assistant saw them buying things at the souvenir shop; they seemed to be in a good mood. Afterwards, it seems they deliberately avoided the main road? Our people couldn't follow them. Their phones are always ringing, but no one answers… That area is very safe; the possibility of anything happening is very small…"

Wen Chongyan suddenly gripped his phone tightly. His handsome face was expressionless. After hanging up, he immediately called Ruan Zhining, but no one answered, and she didn't reply to his text messages either.

Hit again.

Then I turned it off.

The matter was immediately reported up the chain of command, and soon a call reached the Malaysian government leadership.

Ruan Zhining was eating at a nearby shop with her sister when a group of police officers suddenly rushed in and surrounded her.

Startled, Ruan Zhining immediately hugged her sister, her first instinct being to reach for her phone to make a call. "What are you doing? Have you got the wrong person? My boyfriend is Wen Chongyan!"

Two hours later.

She and her sister were escorted back to their hotel in three police cars, one in front and one behind.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Wen Chongyan standing at the hotel entrance. His brows were furrowed, his handsome face was extremely cold, and everyone around him kept their distance.

But Ruan Zhining wasn't afraid of him. When she saw him, her nose tingled, and she immediately went over to him.

Before Wen Chongyan could speak, she threw herself into his arms, hugging his waist. "Mr. Wen! My phone is gone, waaaaah, someone stole it! I just bought it!"

Wen Chongyan, "…………"

He suppressed his anxiety that had been building up for nearly eight hours, put his arm around her, bent down, and lifted her up in his arms.

Ruan Zhining kicked her leg, "What are you doing? My sister is still behind me..."

"The doctor will take care of you."

Wen Chongyan carried her to the hotel room. Along the way, Ruan Zhining kept saying, "Let me tell you, I don't even know when I lost my phone..."

She didn't know when she lost her phone. But her pants disappeared very quickly afterward.

As soon as she entered the room, she was pinned against the wall, and the man pressed down on her from behind, turning her face and kissing her fiercely and heavily.