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

An hour later.

Ruan Zhining was taken to a beautiful villa.

Meanwhile, her phone displayed:

Successfully picked up the crab meal package from the secondhand platform. 10,000 yuan received.

Ruan Zhining's smile became even more genuine.

Led by her bodyguard, she entered the villa and saw Jiang's mother, Lin Qinggui, standing in the yard watering flowers.

She instantly wore a perfectly bewildered expression, "Sister, it's you...?"

"You've come." Jiang's mother came over, took her hand, and looked her over carefully—

Of course, there's nothing wrong with it.

Ruan Zhining's outfits have already undergone layers of control and selection.

Even the perfume she wore was a blend of Jiang's mother's favorite floral scents.

She wasn't decked out in big brands, only Uniqlo, which made her appear poor but at ease.

Jiang's mother looked at her, her eyes filled with even more satisfaction, seeing how beautiful and innocent she was.

First, he revealed his identity, and then explained why he had invited her.

"My three daughters don't like gardening; they do it themselves. My son is almost never home..."

Complaining can be the beginning of intimacy.

Ruan Zhining listened patiently to Jiang's mother, maintaining a comfortable smile throughout.

Always keep your back straight and maintain good posture.

Ruan Zhining inherited her father's talent for being a chatterbox from a young age, and chatting was a piece of cake for her.

They talked for an hour. In the end, Jiang's mother felt guilty first and pulled her into the tea pavilion.

"Come and have some snacks. It's all my fault; I kept talking too much. If Linfeng finds out I've been starving you, he'll scold me again."

"It's alright, Auntie, I really enjoy chatting with you."

Ruan Zhining's timely change of address helped Jiang's mother's status change.

We green tea people are good at seeing success or failure in the details.

There was also a lively young girl in the tea pavilion. When she saw Ruan Zhining come in, she smiled and came over.

"Sister, you're so pretty!" the girl exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

Ruan Zhining smiled and touched her face, her eyes softening as she thought of her older sister.

Jiang Linfeng's family is truly happy.

Who wouldn't want to marry into a happy family?

Seeing that she was lost in thought, Jiang's mother could tell that she was missing her family.

A girl like this must be kind-hearted.

Jiang's mother was even more satisfied. She smiled and said...

"Ningning, this is my youngest daughter. You can call her Qiqi. She's only 19 and quite a handful."

"Mom, my brother is about to get a sister-in-law..."

"I don't care, you invited Brother Yan to our house. I haven't seen him in so long, and my brother won't let me see him..."

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Ruan Zhining was instantly jolted awake from her blissful state.

What, what is Brother Yan?

No, no, she must have misheard it...

It's Ayan! Yes, it must be Ayan.

But reality is often cruel. After Jiang's mother said "okay," Qiqi picked up her mother's phone and opened WeChat...

Ruan Zhining saw it out of the corner of her eye.

That familiar profile picture.

All black.

That familiar username.

W.

The sky is falling!

Ruan Zhining instantly went into a state of high alert. If she had any fur, it would probably all be standing on end right now.

No, she had to stop it...

Ruan Zhining, having used almost all the wisdom and courage of her life, finally spoke:

"Are you... talking about Mr. Wen? I just spoke to him this morning."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang's mother and Qiqi both looked over.

"Sister Ningning, do you know Brother Ayan?"

Qi Qi's big eyes were full of admiration for Wen Chongyan.

Ruan Zhining smiled serenely.

"I am good friends with Mr. Wen's nephew, Wen Xiyu. Senior Xiyu went abroad to study, and Mr. Wen sometimes helps me with some things at school."

She knew that Jiang's mother must have found out all of this.

Otherwise, how could a poor college girl like her be qualified to be the companion of Wen Chongyan, the richest man in China?

She's using this opportunity to confess, which also makes her appear honest. That's called tactics.

As expected, Jiang's mother showed an approving expression upon hearing this.

"Mr. Wen said he has meetings all day today..." Ruan Zhining added at the right time.

"Qiqi, did you hear me? Don't bother Chongyan." Jiang's mother pinched her daughter's nose.

Qiqi pouted and reluctantly put down her phone.

—For Ruan Zhining, it was like setting off a landmine.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her hands trembling with nervousness. She absolutely couldn't let Jiang's mother see this; it would be terrible if they thought she had Parkinson's.

Ruan Zhining's mood brightened again.

But she was too happy too soon.

Not far away, Qiqi, although not using Jiang's mother's phone, had her own.

Qiqi opened Wen Chongyan's WeChat (she had tried to add him countless times, and only got in with Jiang Linfeng's help) and sent him a message.

Da Meiqi: [Brother Yan, are you coming to my house for dinner tonight? My mom's making a huge feast!]

I didn't reply to her.

Da Meiqi: [Brother Yan, are you in a meeting? It looks so tiring. What time will you finish? Can I pick you up from Wenrui Group?]

I still didn't reply to her.

Da Meiqi: [Brother Yan, my future sister-in-law is at my house, do you want to come and see her?]

This time, the conversation actually moved.

Ten minutes later, the top displayed "The other party is typing..."

W: [Future sister-in-law?]

Qiqi was excited.

This was the first time Wen Chongyan had replied to her WeChat message!

Oh no, I replied before, but only with a single "hmm".

Da Meiqi: [Yeah, my mom really likes my future sister-in-law! They're making bread together right now~]

Five more minutes passed.

W: [Take a photo]

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Wow, is Brother Yan so gossipy?

Qiqi certainly wouldn't miss the opportunity to chat with Wen Chongyan.

I got up and went to the restaurant to snap a couple of photos of Ruan Zhining.

Wow, my future sister-in-law is so beautiful, she looks stunning even from this angle.

Qiqi sent the photos over.

"The other party is typing..." appears again.

This time it took a long time, about ten minutes.

In the end, he only replied with one word.

W: [Heh]

Qi Qi: ?

What does that mean?

So, is Brother Ayan coming or not?

Qiqi wasn't sure, so she didn't dare tell Jiang's mother and Ruan Zhining.

Ruan Zhining had no idea how much trouble Qi Qi had caused with just a mobile phone.

She was making bread with Jiang's mother.

Jiang's mother is a skilled cook and loves to cook, but even with money, she can't control the fermentation of dough. But unexpectedly, Ruan Zhining learned how to make it after watching a video for a short time, and she did it exceptionally well.

Jiang's mother was even more satisfied. She thought her daughter was exceptionally intelligent, and that their future children would definitely have good genes.

This was exactly the effect Ruan Zhining wanted. Otherwise, why would she stay up all night cramming on bread knowledge? She preferred steamed buns to bread.

She knew she was 50% successful.

After tonight's meal, it will almost reach 100%...

She was in a good mood, humming a song as she kneaded dough. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a door opening outside.

The servants went forward to greet them with great deference. It was quite a grand affair.

Is Jiang Linfeng back?

Ruan Zhining immediately adjusted her posture and prepared for battle.

She deleted him from WeChat after the dinner party, and now that they "met" at his house, she needs to change her attitude reasonably.

Slow footsteps approached from behind.

Very heavy.

An unwarranted sense of oppression.

Ruan Zhining was fiddling with bread when she sensed a man stop behind her.

A large, well-defined hand reached out and lifted her long, loose hair.

Ruan Zhining spoke up at the opportune moment, pretending to have mistaken someone for someone else, "Auntie, if Mr. Jiang comes back later, I think I should leave first..."

"How do I get there?" a magnetic, cold male voice asked. "By high-speed rail?"

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"No—Miss Ruan should be on the high-speed train right now."

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