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

We boarded the cruise ship in the afternoon.

When they met at the dock, Ruan Zhining finally saw the wealthy woman who had left the group.

And finally I understood why the other party was so hostile towards me: the rich woman had a face full of technology and ruthlessness.

She felt at peace and no longer envied the rich woman adorned with expensive jewelry.

At least, natural beauty can't be achieved through plastic surgery. She doesn't need to do anything; just standing there, she outshines the rich woman.

However, Ruan Zhining has something more on her mind right now—

After boarding the ship, she secretly went to the entrance to look through the guest list.

They checked each one very carefully, from beginning to end, and found no one with the surname Wen!

As she waited anxiously, the cruise ship sounded its long whistle and sailed away from the port, slowly heading into the high seas.

Now, no one can board the ship anymore.

So, Wen Chongyan really isn't coming!

Ruan Zhining finally felt relieved.

She opened her arms, breathing in the salty sea breeze, and thought, ah, how sweet it is.

Without the tea connoisseur Wen Chongyan here, she's like a top hunter who has lost her natural enemy.

Faced with a boatload of fish, she could fish however she wanted!

……

Just as Ruan Zhining had hoped, Wen Chongyan was indeed not on the cruise ship.

Just as the cruise ship was leaving Beijing's port, he was entertaining guests at a private club.

The business owners across from us are considered leading figures in the southern business community.

But at this moment, standing at the foot of the capital, in front of a top-tier powerful clan like the Wenrui Group that occupies the center of power, their foundation is ultimately shallow.

A middle-aged boss stood up to offer a toast, only to find that Wen Chongyan was not in high spirits and was looking down at his phone.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out he was watching TikTok.

?

Oh, this.

Is even the richest man in China addicted to TikTok?

Wen Chongyan wasn't obsessed, of course. He just felt something was off.

It's been eight days, and Ruan Zhining hasn't updated her Douyin account.

Her latest post was from eight days ago. That text was full of tea-scented, affected sentimentality; it was clear she was still up to no good and wanted to keep hooking up with men.

But he couldn't access her backend data. He couldn't see which men had messaged her privately, or what they had discussed.

Has she hooked up with another one and they're already meeting and dating?

He exited Douyin, wanting to check her WeChat Moments, but then remembered that Ruan Zhining had already deleted him as a WeChat friend.

Wen Chongyan suddenly felt irritated.

He was definitely worried that Jiang Linfeng would fall for the bait again and be deceived by the gold digger, after all, she was his childhood friend.

"Premier Wen, I heard you've been very busy lately with major government projects."

The boss flattered, "It's easy to get bored talking in this kind of setting. How about we change the environment? There are plenty of beautiful women here, just for fun."

Upon hearing the word "beautiful woman," Wen Chongyan automatically associated it with Ruan Zhining and finally lifted his eyelids to glance at the boss in front of him.

The boss thought he had guessed what he was thinking, so he quickly took out his phone and opened a video:

"Look, this is a cruise ship banquet hosted by Zhuang, the shipping magnate of Hong Kong. My friend is on board. I just took this picture. The facilities are complete..."

Wen Chongyan lost interest as soon as he heard the introduction and was about to politely decline, saying, "I'm not interested in this kind of thing..."

Before he could finish speaking, his gaze swept across the phone screen and suddenly froze—

On the deck, a very eye-catching figure came into view.

Wearing tight jeans and a close-fitting T-shirt, Ruan Zhining sat on a swivel chair in the crowd, singing a Cantonese song with standard pronunciation and a moving voice.

As the music ended, applause erupted. Then, Jiang Linfeng came out with a bouquet of flowers and presented them to her.

She accepted the flowers with a shy smile on her face.

To Wen Chongyan, the scene looked like a rehearsal for a marriage proposal.

Wen Chongyan, "..."

His face immediately darkened, as if covered with frost.

So that's why she doesn't update her Douyin (TikTok) videos.

That's quite a trick. How did she manage to get Jiang Linfeng to take her on the cruise ship?

After only eight days of not keeping an eye on her, she started getting restless again.

Just as the shop owner invited him again, Wen Chongyan picked up his teacup and responded faintly amidst the rising steam:

"Okay, let's go have some fun then."

He just wanted to go and take a look, he thought.

Ruan Zhining doesn't post on Douyin, probably because she's afraid of revealing her whereabouts and that he might cause trouble.

How could he let her have her way? A scheming, manipulative woman should always be living in fear and guilt.

Why should she be able to smile so relaxedly and sweetly at men?

That's right, he just couldn't stand how easily the scheming woman got her way.

He couldn't stand seeing bad girls ruining his friends and family.

That's it.

Thinking of this, Wen Chongyan felt his body temperature rise, and the thought of seeing Ruan Zhining soon made a smile involuntarily appear on his lips.

A hint of danger, a hint of malice.

He began to anticipate the sight of that seemingly fierce green tea, once again terrified and forced to retreat into its shell, listless and speechless.

……

At that moment, Ruan Zhining, who was soaking in the bathtub of the cruise ship suite, suddenly shivered slightly without warning.

A strange chill ran down my spine.

But the next second, she was completely captivated by the sight before her—

Her skincare products were a complete set of La Mer, her fragrance was from Cire Trudon, and even the pajamas prepared for her were Hermès orange boxes.

Ah, it's so good to be rich.

Even the king-size bed was so soft it was breathtaking. The duvet cover and pillows exuded a luxurious sheen.

Ruan Zhining was blissfully happy. She had simulated the life of a wealthy woman for a night and fell asleep in bliss.

Of course, she was in a good mood when she woke up in the morning. She still chose to wear a fitted T-shirt and skinny jeans, so that she could stand out among the beautiful women in dresses (mainly because she didn't have the money to rent dresses).

She walked out of her room, intending to go to the deck to take pictures of the sea view, when she suddenly heard an announcement telling everyone to go into the cabin first.

Immediately afterwards, the noise of an airplane propeller swirling could be heard.

Ruan Zhining looked up in surprise and saw a helicopter flying in from the sky and landing on the helipad on the highest deck at the stern of the ship.

Helicopter!

One aircraft costs over 100 million!

This is the first time she's ever seen one in real life!

Ruan Zhining immediately took out her phone and started snapping photos of the helicopter.

Then I zoomed in and aimed the camera at the hatch to see what kind of super VIP had arrived.

The hatch opened, and two ordinary-looking middle-aged men stepped out.

Ruan Zhining was starting to lose interest. But then, a pair of long, slender legs appeared in the frame.

Wow. Is he handsome?

She quickly steadied the camera and saw an extremely handsome man step off the helicopter.

Wow--

It is Wen Chongyan.

Ruan Zhining: "..."

Startled, her hand trembled, and as she caught the phone, she crouched down like a turtle hiding in its shell.

Why is Wen Chongyan here?!

He didn't board the ship, so how come he was able to come by helicopter!

Poverty still limited her imagination.

Maybe we should hide for now. Anyway, the cruise ship is so big, we might not run into each other. And Wen Chongyan certainly isn't after her...

Just as Ruan Zhining got up to slip away, Jiang Linfeng's voice came from behind her:

"Zhining, what are you doing here all by yourself?"

She stood up stiffly. "Oh, I... I was about to go get breakfast."

"Perfect timing," Jiang Linfeng said with a smile. "Didn't you ask me if Mr. Wen was coming? Well, now it's here, Ayan. Come on, let's go greet him together."

Ruan Zhining: "..."