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

The group was escorted into a special VIP boarding channel.

The plane was about to take off, and Wen Xiyu, with a look of reluctance on his face, couldn't help but say:

"Zhi Ning, it'll be a year and a half. When I come back, I'll pursue you again and marry you, okay?"

Ruan Zhining lowered her head, her voice choked with emotion: "Xiyu, don't think about these things, don't let me interfere with your studies... I don't want to become a burden to you."

A true "green tea" woman will never refuse a man. Always leave room for maneuver; a "green tea" woman is always ready to meet again.

Besides, Wen Xiyu only went abroad, he didn't die.

Wen Xiyu was deeply moved:

"Zhining, may I... kiss you?"

Wen Chongyan stood tall to one side, his aura cold and imposing.

Ruan Zhining shook her head: "No, I can't anymore... Xiyu, I hope you and your family can be happy."

These words were spoken in a sophisticated way; they seemed to say nothing at all, but they instantly stirred up the resentment in Wen Xiyu's heart.

He looked at Wen Chongyan, and even the gentle and innocent boy showed signs of anger.

"Uncle, you can't separate Zhi Ning and me. I'll come back sooner or later, and I will definitely marry her!"

Wen Xiyu's expression suddenly turned cold. "Wen Xiyu, do you want to go to Africa?"

"..."

No, no, that won't do. What if I die in Africa?

Startled, Ruan Zhining quickly pushed Wen Xiyu, saying, "It's time to board, Xiyu. Enjoy your time soaring in the vast sky. If you have time, take some photos for me so I can see the world you've been through... I'll be satisfied."

That's about all I have to say. Green tea is best enjoyed in moderation; the more you savor it, the more endless the aftertaste.

Ruan Zhining pushed Wen Xiyu onto the boarding bridge.

She looked up and saw the plane surge off the runway and soar into the sky...

She knew that Wen Xiyu wouldn't have an easy time coming back after leaving this time.

It's also possible that he'll settle in Australia and never come back.

No matter how strong her green tea flavor is, it's hard for it to reach Australia.

Moreover, there might also be black tea, dark tea, and white tea over there...

Moreover, human emotions are ever-changing.

In a year and a half, if any woman in Australia were to give birth to Wen Xiyu, it would be enough time to raise the child!

What does it mean to lose both your love and your money? This is what it means to lose both your love (the young master of the richest family) and your money (your dream of becoming a rich woman).

Ruan Zhining felt a stinging sensation in her nose. This is common for people with rhinitis who feel both angry and anxious.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, but given the current situation, all she could do was rage helplessly. She couldn't help but sob a couple of times.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

A dangerous aura drew near once more. Green Tea instinctively shrank back, hearing the man's deep, dangerous voice:

"Are you this heartbroken after breaking up with him?"

It is Wen Chongyan.

He's still here. He hasn't left.

He definitely wanted to stay and laugh at her!

Ruan Zhining's grievances reached their peak at this moment—

She suddenly looked up at Wen Chongyan, wanting to yell at him, but thinking of his status and fearing retaliation, she didn't dare to yell.

But I couldn't help but glare at him.

But a green tea girl's glare isn't aggressive; she just pretends to be pitiful.

Those big eyes were brimming with tears, and the rims were red.

Her pink lower lip was bitten so hard it turned red, and it looked like it would break if she bit it any harder.

Like a ripe cherry, bright red and juicy.

She looks so pitiful. So pitiful that you want to stop everything you're doing to comfort her.

Wen Chongyan frowned.

For a moment, a string of pity in my heart was suddenly plucked.

Just as he was in disbelief, Ruan Zhining had already turned and left.

His back view was resolute and dashing.

……

As Ruan Zhining walked out of the airport, she realized that she had been so enraged by Guang Wuyong that she had forgotten to hitch a ride back to the city with Wen Chongyan!

I reluctantly spent another 80 yuan to go back to school.

Deposits: -80. This further exacerbated her already dire financial and personal situation.

This intensified her grief. The thought that all her efforts over the past six months had gone to waste, and that she had lost the young mistress of the richest man and his enormous fortune... made her collapse onto the bed and weep uncontrollably.

Exhausted from crying, Ruan Zhining drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night, and had just calmed down a bit.

But when I picked up my phone, I was surprised to find that Xie Lanlan had posted a picture of a new Hermes Lindy bag on her WeChat Moments, a rare leather version!

She quickly searched online, and her eyes went blank when she saw the price.

While my own failure was painful, my roommate's success was even more heartbreaking.

Xie Lanlan even sent her a WeChat message: "[I heard Wen Xiyu flew to Sydney urgently today? Was he exiled? Looks like you won't be able to marry into the Wen family~ As for me, I'm going to go drinking late at night with my Hermes bag~]"

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Ruan Zhining rolled around on the bed in anger. The phone search bar beside her displayed:

How strong is the security surrounding the richest man? What are the chances of it being breached?

[A plan to hire an assassin to kill someone?]

But the exorbitant price scared her off. And it was too much of a punishment.

She ultimately chose impotent rage—

Open WeChat, find Wen Chongyan, and delete him viciously!

Feeling a slight sense of satisfaction after the taste of revenge, Ruan Zhining felt a little pleased, but this pleasure was unsustainable:

Wen Chongyan dislikes her so much, there's absolutely no way he could open her WeChat, so how could he possibly find that she deleted him?

Moreover, even if Wen Chongyan discovers that she has deleted him, he will only be happy; her revenge is completely unfounded.

Ruan Zhining pulled the blanket over herself, beginning a new wave of overwhelming sorrow.

However, what she didn't know was—

Just as she was tossing and turning, grieving over her inability to take revenge on Wen Chongyan.

Wen Chongyan also returned to Tanyuan in a Rolls-Royce.

As he got off the bus, his gaze fell on the seat next to him, where a bow decoration had fallen off and had a plastic rhinestone stuck to it.

It looks like a very cheap item. It probably fell off Ruan Zhining's skirt or bag.

She's always trying to make money, but where does it all go? She can't even afford an expensive dress?

Just thinking about her.

Wen Chongyan's mind flashed back to the girl's red eyes and her soft, chilling sobs at the airport that morning...

The frustration that had been building up all day surged up again.

And there was that overwhelming feeling of pity.

Wen Chongyan found it absurd; how could he possibly feel pity for a scheming, manipulative woman?

Absolutely not. He's not the kind of foolish man his father and nephew are.

It's probably because Ruan Zhining is such a good actress.

The phone rang; it was Grandpa Wen calling to ask how things were going.

Wen Chongyan gave a few perfunctory replies, not really in the mood.

Finally, Old Master Wen instructed him to go and comfort Ruan Zhining, so that the Wen family wouldn't let down such a delicate young girl.

Wen Chongyan didn't bother to reply. After ending the call, he went back to his study to practice calligraphy and calm his mind.

The brushstrokes flowed like dragons and snakes, soaking through two sheets of Xuan paper, yet not a single character was satisfactory.

He put down his calligraphy brush but picked up his phone instead.

My father's words make sense. If a scheming woman like Ruan Zhining were to use this to smear the Wen family online, it would be detrimental to the Wen family's reputation.

He needs to give her a warning and a wake-up call.

Thinking about it, Wen Chongyan opened Ruan Zhining's WeChat.

The conversation remained at the point of their last meeting. She had added him on WeChat, but had never proactively sent him a single message.

Wen Chongyan frowned slightly and typed out a sentence with his long fingers.

W: [I have something to tell you]

After sending the message, he originally intended to put down his phone and have a sip of tea, but the next second—

A red exclamation mark popped up.

"Xiao Ruan has enabled friend verification. You are not yet his/her friend. Please send a friend verification request first. You can chat after the other party accepts the request."