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

"However, I need to go to a nearby island this afternoon to sign a contract, and the helicopter can carry a few people."

Wen Chongyan glanced at Ruan Zhining, who seemed very happy, and suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Ruan Zhining was taken aback. Then she heard the wealthy woman ask, "President Wen, can I ride in the helicopter?"

Wen Chongyan said calmly, "Yes. You can also enjoy the sea view on the way there and back."

Ruan Zhining was even more stunned.

Helicopter views of the sea...

Compared to that, paragliding suddenly seems much less sophisticated.

The wealthy woman was overjoyed, "My God! Mr. Wen, your helicopter is so expensive, an Agusta AW139..."

Ruan Zhining became increasingly restless as she listened.

She secretly searched on her phone and found it was worth over 100 million, and it was even the same item worn by Leonardo DiCaprio!

As she was still in shock, the rich woman suddenly leaned over and said, "Xiao Ruan, let's add each other on WeChat."

Ruan Zhining quickly flipped her phone over and, under everyone's watchful eyes, had no choice but to say, "Okay."

The rich woman said smugly, "Then I'll sweep you."

I really don't want to sweep my head. This rich woman is clearly going to post on her WeChat Moments to show off her helicopter.

Ruan Zhining reluctantly added it. They began eating.

But the food tasted bland, and all I could think about was how many zeros followed by a hundred million.

The wealthy woman was still chattering in my ear: "President Wen, can I take pictures on the helicopter later? I want to send them to Xiao Ruan!"

Ruan Zhining chewed the tender Wagyu beef with gusto.

She felt that the rich woman must have noticed Wen Chongyan's dislike for her.

What's even more infuriating is that Wen Chongyan is no longer indifferent; he's actually responded to her words:

"Sure. Once you get to the private island, there are many scenic spots and activities that are not open to the public."

Private island!

Ruan Zhining couldn't help but widen her eyes. But she immediately stopped herself, wiping her mouth to cover it up.

The wealthy woman glanced smugly at Ruan Zhining, then asked in a coquettish tone, "President Wen, did you buy the private island? Was it very expensive to build?"

Wen Chongyan's voice was calm but very clear: "Not expensive. Around 10 billion."

!

Now there are countless zeros.

Ruan Zhining suddenly found the top-grade Wagyu beef in her mouth tasteless.

A helicopter worth over 100 million.

A private island worth tens of billions.

Not open to the public = you can't do it even if you have money = this might be your only chance in your lifetime...

My heart feels like it's being crawled on by ants. It's so itchy, I really want to go.

After lunch is lunchtime. The wealthy, who know how to enjoy themselves, head to the bow deck for a private sunbathing session.

As Ruan Zhining was accepting the iced drink from the waiter, she saw the rich woman run to Wen Chongyan's side again:

"Mr. Wen, could you send me the floor plan of that private island? Can I add you on WeChat?"

Wen Chongyan leaned back in his recliner and said calmly, "I'll send it to Lin Feng and have him send it to you."

The rich woman looked disappointed when she failed to add him on WeChat. Ruan Zhining finally felt a little better.

However, my phone received a notification from Wen Chongyan via WeChat.

W: [Images][Images][Images]

Why did I send it to her?

W: [Sent to the wrong person]

Oh.

Does her profile picture look a lot like Jiang Linfeng's?

But Ruan Zhining couldn't help but click on the picture.

So this is a private island! It's so magnificent and luxurious, like a kingdom from a movie...

She was even more tempted.

The man in the floral shirt showed her pictures of paragliders, but she showed no interest and responded listlessly.

After a fierce internal struggle, the desire to see the billions of assets ultimately prevailed.

After the waiter left, Ruan Zhining got up to add ice and quietly went to Wen Chongyan's recliner.

She glanced at the other three people who were resting under their hats. Then she crouched down and whispered, "Mr. Wen..."

Wen Chongyan lay there leisurely with his eyes closed. Hearing the noise, a cold smile flickered across his lips for a moment.

She really is a gold-digging green tea; she couldn't resist taking the bait after being lured in with just a little money.

He didn't open his eyes, and responded in a slurred voice, "Hmm?"

"Xiyu asked me to have a voice call last night, but I declined. I felt it was better not to interfere with his studies in Australia. As your nephew, he has your excellent genes and a bright future... Do you think I did the right thing?"

Ruan Zhining began to lay the groundwork.

"Hmm. That's right." Wen Chongyan's voice was indifferent.

"And this morning, I also declined Mr. Jiang's invitation... As for Mr. Xu, you don't know him."

Wen Chongyan didn't answer, but he opened his eyes and looked at her coldly.

...Ruan Zhining couldn't continue the build-up because of her scrutiny.

Finally revealing his purpose: "We'll be taking a helicopter later... Do you think I still have a chance?"

It sounds absurd that a green tea enthusiast would proactively approach a tea connoisseur just to get a glimpse of assets worth tens of billions.

But the desire got the better of me.

But courage usually only lasts a moment. After asking, looking at Wen Chongyan's handsome, sculpted profile, and the increasingly deep, dark gaze in his eyes...

Ruan Zhining began to feel afraid and regretful.

Why does it feel like Wen Chongyan wants to...eat her? Is he really that angry?

Sigh. I guess I really can't go after all.

Fortunately, the man in the floral shirt woke up at that moment and saved her: "Miss Ruan, shall we set off now?"

Ruan Zhining immediately stood up: "Oh...coming."

With a quick movement of her slender legs, she ran to another man's side in a matter of moments.

The strong, crisp apple aroma vanished in an instant.

Wen Chongyan's thick eyebrows furrowed suddenly.

His body temperature suddenly dropped, startling the wealthy woman next to him.

"President Wen... Shall we set off too?" the rich woman asked, puzzled.

Ruan Zhining had already run to the man in the floral shirt. The two were very close and talking about something.

The man in the floral shirt must have smelled the apple scent too.

Wen Chongyan stood up expressionlessly.

Just as Ruan Zhining was about to enter the elevator with the man in the floral shirt, he suddenly spoke, "Ruan Zhining."

His voice was deep.

Ruan Zhining turned around curiously and saw Wen Chongyan standing under the eaves, his features obscured by shadows so his expression was not visible.

Before she could think it through, she heard Wen Chongyan say in a deep voice again, "Come here."

?

"Do you expect a helicopter to wait for you?"

what?

Ahhhhh!

Ruan Zhining was taken aback, but after realizing what was happening, she was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

She gave the man in the floral shirt a brief explanation, then ran off to Wen Chongyan's side.

The crisp, sweet and sour aroma of apples reappears, lingering in the air.

Wen Chongyan glanced coldly at the man in the blouse with a mocking and disdainful look.

With a net worth of less than a billion, how dare he go out and meet a green tea b*tch?

Young boys these days have absolutely no self-awareness.

He did this simply because Jiang Linfeng and the man in the floral shirt had been engaged in a subtle power struggle at the dinner table earlier.

He didn't want the men in Beijing's elite circle to lose to the men in Hong Kong's elite circle.

That's it.

Moreover, a heartless and materialistic "green tea" like Ruan Zhining is not someone an ordinary man can handle.

Only he can see through her, punish her, and control her.

Ruan Zhining is truly heartless. She couldn't care less about the man in the floral shirt at this moment; she was excitedly waiting to board the helicopter.

She took dozens of photos of the helicopter and sent them immediately to Xie Lanlan, who had bought a house before her.

She thought, it seems Wen Chongyan isn't angry; she misunderstood him.

She mentally gave Wen Chongyan a "good guy" card.

The wealthy woman beside her stared at her with a puzzled expression. Jiang Linfeng, on the other hand, looked refreshed and in high spirits.

Just before boarding the plane, he whispered to Wen Chongyan:

"Ayan, thank you so much for your help, otherwise Zhining would have been snatched away by that girl in the floral shirt."

"I've made up my mind. When we get to the private island, I'll confess my feelings to Zhi Ning and ask her to be my girlfriend."