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

Jinshan Hospital, VIP ward.

Wen Chongyan stood there coldly, his long, slender fingers holding his nephew's phone.

After he replied with "Get to Jinshan Hospital within twenty minutes, I need to see you,"

The girl on the other end of the line did not reply.

She just said, "Don't scare me," looking very worried, so why is she silent now?

Wen Chongyan frowned, staring intently at the screen, waiting for a reply.

A few seconds later.

He realized that he had been piqued by just two short sentences of conversation.

That's utterly absurd.

This girl is indeed extraordinary.

In Wen Xiyu's WeChat contacts, this girl was referred to as: Zhi Ning.

Zhi Ning, a name that sounds quiet and well-behaved. But the person herself may not be.

Assistant Shao just told him that the reason Wen Xiyu went to the beach to collect seashells late at night was because of the Douyin video posted by this girl.

Moreover, this girl is considered a minor internet celebrity; although she doesn't have many fans, she is somewhat well-known in the circle.

Wen Chongyan opened the Douyin icon for the first time.

I noticed that in my nephew's following list, there was someone whose contact name was also "Zhi Ning".

The first video I clicked on on Douyin was a bunch of photos.

In the photo, a girl wearing a blue fishtail dress is sitting in the sea.

The sea breeze tousled her long, black hair, revealing her slender neck and graceful silhouette.

Caption: [I gather seashells in the night, trying to piece together a complete dawn.]

The accompanying tags are: #lonelinessisnormal, #heartbreakthatcannotbefind, #prisonerofthenightsea.

Wen Chongyan: "..."

The dozen or so pictures were all taken from the same camera angle, with only the poses changing, but none of them showed faces.

He lost patience and sped up flipping through the pages.

I scrolled through more than a dozen of her Douyin videos, but I still couldn't see her face.

The comments section is full of questions about when the beautiful woman will show her face, leaving everyone in awe.

What a clever use of scarcity marketing!

He wanted to see what the girl's face actually looked like.

How can she have such a great figure, such a slim waist, such long legs, and such fair skin?

impossible.

Wen Xiyu woke up at this moment.

He was fine to begin with; he just slipped on the beach, choked on water, and then his phobia kicked in and he passed out.

But for Wen Chongyan, his nephew almost died.

If he has many nephews, it probably doesn't matter.

Although the Wen family has been the richest family for generations and possesses immense wealth, they have very few descendants.

What's even stranger is that the Wen family has only ever had sons for generations, not a single daughter!

The previous generation consisted of Wen Chongyan and his three brothers.

In the next generation, Wen Xiyu was the only heir.

As for why...

Wen Chongyan sat down in the chair that Assistant Shao had arranged, crossed his long legs, and tapped them lightly with his index finger.

His handsome face was expressionless.

Seeing him like this, Wen Xiyu immediately recalled the times he had been scolded in the past, and his scalp tingled.

"Uncle, it was a surprise... I just wanted to collect seashells tonight to give to someone very important to me."

"Who is this very important person—Zhi Ning?"

Wen Chongyan sneered and shook his phone.

Wen Xiyu quickly snatched it back, "Uncle, how could you just look at my phone like that? I'm an adult."

"You almost drowned even though you're an adult; you're even dumber than a minor."

Wen Chongyan scoffed coldly, his tone suddenly turning serious: "Ayu, you know the situation of your uncles."

Wen Xiyu certainly knew.

He has four uncles.

Apart from his uncle Wen Chongyan, the other three uncles were all deceived by beautiful women in terms of their hearts, money, and sex.

This has led to my uncle now living in the forest, studying animals every day, and chatting with gorillas and kangaroos;

My second uncle became a monk and chanted the Great Compassion Mantra all day long, constantly reciting Amitabha Buddha's name.

Third Uncle, who is Wen Xiyu's father, has now returned to the countryside to farm every day, oblivious to everything else, his face to the soil and his back to the sky.

Not to mention the older generations, they were all willing to die for women.

"The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie..."

Despite the Wen family's ancestral precepts, Wen Xiyu asked skeptically, "But Uncle, isn't there an exception?"

exception?

Wen Chongyan couldn't help but think of that pitiful woman who set up a stall on a tricycle a few hours ago, what was her name... oh, Ruan Xiaocui.

Women as simple and pure as Ruan Xiaocui are rare exceptions.

However, very few men in the Wen family are sober. At present, it seems that only Wen Chongyan is sober.

Fortunately, he had no interest in women.

Women are of no use to him except in slowing down his ability to make money and expand his business empire.

He had to keep a close eye on his only nephew and prevent him from following in the footsteps of his other three uncles.

Wen Chongyan straightened his cuffs and asked casually, "You like this Zhi Ning?"

Wen Xiyu's face was clear:

"Huh? We just met. I haven't thought about whether I like her or not. I just had her pretend to be my girlfriend to deal with my grandfather's pressure to get married..."

"Uncle, you have to keep this a secret! It's all your fault for not getting married, that's why Grandpa started pressuring me. I had no choice!"

Wen Chongyan himself was a staunch non-marriage advocate and had no interest in pressuring him to get married; he simply squinted and coldly observed him.

Wen Chongyan became anxious:

"Uncle, Zhi Ning really has no interest in money. She didn't ask me for a single penny for something as disadvantageous as pretending to be my girlfriend!"

"She had no idea I was the young master of Wen Rui! She thought my family was just an ordinary one, which shows her concern for me was genuine!"

"She's the most innocent and kindest girl I've ever met. She's really great! I'll introduce you to her next time; I'm sure you'll like her too."

Wen Chongyan sneered.

Sure enough, he's fallen for it, you idiot.

How could a woman with such cunning and manipulative skills be considered innocent?

If his nephew were to meet Ruan Xiaocui, he would know what true simplicity and kindness are.

Wen Chongyan made up his mind to expose the woman's pretense in front of his nephew.

This will also teach my nephew a lesson he won't forget.

No matter how cunning she is, she's just a girl who hasn't even graduated from university; all she does is post on TikTok to whet people's appetites.

She could fool the foolish Wen Xiyu, but she couldn't fool Wen Chongyan.

……

Since there was a morning meeting the next day, Wen Chongyan left after confirming that his nephew was alright.

As the Rolls-Royce drove out of the hospital gate, the driver suddenly slowed down, clearly distracted.

Wen Chongyan paused in his rubbing of his temples and followed the driver's gaze.

A girl in a white dress walked into the hospital.

Her steps were graceful and elegant, and she was dressed entirely in clean white except for her thick, black hair, which was being blown about by the evening breeze.

Even from this distance, it seemed as if you could smell the sweet and sour fragrance of green apples emanating from her.

Almost every man turned to look at her. Regardless of age.

The driver noticed that the boss in the back seat had taken notice, and immediately stepped on the gas to speed up, feeling guilty.

Wen Chongyan also calmly withdrew his gaze. He had never been particularly interested in beautiful women.

However, that silhouette looks a bit like...

Wen Chongyan suddenly had a bad feeling.

He picked up his phone and downloaded TikTok, which seemed out of place on his desktop, which was filled with various financial and office apps.

Big data is amazing; before he even searched, the girl's account popped up in the recommendations.

He had just noticed that Wen Xiyu's Douyin account had a note, but he hadn't looked at the name. Now he realized that her name was actually 【Wen Xiang Ruan Yu】.

They're really going all out to piggyback on the "Wen" name. Wen Chongyan sneered.

But—Ruan?

She also has the surname Ruan?

He couldn't help but think of the pitiful yet strong-willed Ruan Xiaocui.

It seems they really are people with the same surname but different personalities.

The touching scene of the girl lying in the rain, tears streaming down her face, was so poignant; she looked so thin and helpless.

Thinking it over, Wen Chongyan turned to his special assistant and said:

"Take the people from the Wenci Charity Foundation to the stall near the school gate and find the girl named Ruan Xiaocui. Tell her that Wenci is willing to sponsor her and her daughter."

After giving his instructions, Wen Chongyan felt a little better.

But when he clicked into Ruan Zhining's Douyin profile, his slightly better mood was instantly ruined—

Ruan Zhining updated a Douyin photo album five minutes ago.

The location was in Wen Xiyu's VIP ward.

Wen Chongyan's face suddenly turned cold. He had just left when this imposter broke into his home. It was impossible to guard against.

In the picture, the girl is sitting in front of Wen Xiyu's hospital bed, peeling an apple for him.

They even shaved them into star shapes. Ha, boring and pretentious.

But Wen Xiyu will definitely fall for this. This useless thing.

However, she still didn't show her face in the picture, and she was wearing a white dress.

It turned out to be the same white-dressed figure from the hospital entrance just now.

How could such an affected woman possibly have such a clean and pure temperament in real life?

and so.

What does she actually look like?

Wen Chongyan repeatedly scrolled through Ruan Zhining's newly posted photos.

The more I look, the more I want to see her face.

The less I can see their faces, the more inexplicably irritable I become.

As if guided by some unseen force, he moved his slender fingers slightly and posted his first comment: