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

For some reason, Wen Chongyan broke the glass next to him.

The floor was covered with shards of glass.

Jiang Linfeng's embrace was interrupted, and he looked up and smiled.

"Ayan, we really are childhood friends. You were genuinely excited for me when I successfully confessed my feelings."

"Oh dear, be careful... Go and clean up quickly, don't cut Chongyan." Jiang's mother instructed the caregiver.

Wen Chongyan stepped aside and stood next to Ruan Zhining.

Ruan Zhining tensed up.

Why does Wen Chongyan seem so dangerous...?

Was he furious that she succeeded in being a manipulative womanizer?

To be fair, Wen Chongyan is the richest man in the country and the most powerful man. Previously, Ruan Zhining had never wanted to offend him.

But things are different now. She and Jiang Linfeng have successfully established a relationship, Jiang's mother has approved of her, and she is about to leave the mainland.

She no longer needed to be afraid of him! Ruan Zhining finally felt a little more confident (50%), straightened her back, and decided to stop being a cowardly woman.

From this day forward, she is no longer the soft Zhi Ning—she is the hard Zhi Ning.

Jiang Linfeng didn't manage to hug Ruan Zhining, but he affectionately put his arm around her shoulder.

"Zhi Ning, I've always wanted to be close to you like this... and now my wish has finally come true."

Ruan Zhining lowered her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"..."

Wen Chongyan's gaze swept over the hand Jiang Linfeng was using to hold Ruan Zhining, his handsome face expressionless. Only his jawline was taut and cold.

He heaved his chest a few times and disdainfully looked away.

Boring. Lacking any ambition.

What's the point of hugging a woman? Jiang Linfeng doesn't necessarily have any achievements in his career.

If he continues to let himself be blinded by lust like this, the Jiang family will go bankrupt sooner or later. It would be best if they went bankrupt tonight.

Seeing her son and Ruan Zhining like this, Jiang's mother was very open-minded and said,

"Linfeng, Ningning, I'm really fine. You two go out for a walk and spend some time alone with each other to get to know each other better."

Jiang Linfeng also wanted to be alone. "Zhining, how about we..."

"Ruan Zhining," Wen Chongyan suddenly spoke up.

?

"Xi Yu has fainted again." Wen Chongyan waved his phone and said coldly, "Assistant Shao said that Xi Yu keeps calling your name."

again?

Ke Xiyu just woke up, are you sure he's alright?

But fearing that Jiang's mother would think she was cold-blooded, Ruan Zhining hurriedly said worriedly, "Then... I'll go check on Xiyu first."

"Hmm." Wen Chongyan said calmly, "Then we won't disturb your mother's rest any longer—Linfeng, you should keep your mother company. Be considerate at times like this."

Jiang Linfeng thought it made sense.

He nodded gratefully, "Ayan, then please take good care of Zhining for me."

"Um."

Wen Chongyan didn't look at him again. He placed his large hand on Ruan Zhining's back and led her out in a gentlemanly manner.

As soon as she left the ward, Ruan Zhining kept a few steps away.

As Wen Chongyan watched her dodge his movements, his gaze grew increasingly cold and sharp, his dark eyes almost piercing into her.

Ruan Zhining didn't dare to look at him, and ran ahead of him with small, quick steps.

I ran back to the ward and found Wen Xiyu lying unconscious on the bed with an IV drip in the back of his hand.

"What's wrong with Xiyu?" Ruan Zhining asked in surprise. He was just full of energy a moment ago.

"..." Assistant Shao couldn't explain what was wrong.

It can't be that President Wen just instructed in a WeChat message to add a sedative to Young Master Xiyu's IV drip... causing him to fall into a coma...

But when Assistant Shao thought of his seven-figure annual salary, he completely lost his conscience and left the ward.

Wen Chongyan entered the ward and locked the door behind him.

"Xi Yu's constitution is too weak... It must be because the white food abroad is too bad and he's starving."

Ruan Zhining sighed.

She couldn't really ignore Wen Xiyu.

She sat down on the sofa next to the hospital bed, deciding to stay with Wen Xiyu until he woke up.

She needs to explain things clearly to Wen Xiyu (mainly because she can't ruin her relationship with Jiang Linfeng; this is a crucial time for her to marry into a wealthy family).

The thought of marrying into a wealthy family made Ruan Zhining feel wonderful, and the world seemed more beautiful to her.

She said politely, "Mr. Wen, I'll stay with Xiyu at the hospital. You can go back now."

But Wen Chongyan had no intention of leaving, and ignored her, sitting down two seats away from her.

Oh.

If you don't want to talk to her, that's even better.

Ruan Zhining ignored him and played with her phone. Soon she received a WeChat message from Jiang Linfeng.

Wen Chongyan is reading a magazine.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ruan Zhining's lips slightly curved up as her slender fingers typed rapidly.

It's the WeChat interface.

They were having a really lively conversation.

Wen Chongyan turned a page of the magazine. He felt short of breath, then tugged at his tie and threw it aside.

Ruan Zhining showed no reaction. She did not utter any utterances or expressions in response to his actions.

"Mr. Wen, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Wen, are you in a bad mood?"

"Mr. Wen, would you like me to chat with you?"

—Not a single word of concern, not even a hint of it.

She didn't even glance in his direction out of the corner of her eye.

She had no intention of paying any attention to him.

Wen Chongyan flipped through the magazine again. But suddenly he seemed to have forgotten how to read; all the Chinese characters, English words, numbers, and even punctuation marks all turned into three characters—

Ruan Zhining.

It appeared before his eyes again and again.

I absolutely hate it.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear:

"Zhining, how about when we go on our first date... I'll start calling you 'baby'? Hahaha, can you accept that?"

It was Jiang Linfeng's voice.

Ruan Zhining had clearly accidentally played the audio through the speakerphone.

She quickly turned down the volume and switched to typing with her fingers.

What character should I type?

Will you agree to call Jiang Linfeng "baby"?

...What a show-off. How could he have such a vulgar and low-class childhood friend?

Wen Chongyan's fingers, gripping the magazine, turned white.

An indescribable, unfamiliar anxiety spread through his body.

As Ruan Zhining was chatting enthusiastically, a large hand suddenly reached out and snatched her phone.

"Hey you—"

"It's too noisy," Wen Chongyan said coldly. "If you're going to stay with someone in bed, then act like one. Go to sleep."

Her eyes widened. "What's so noisy about my touchscreen phone—"

"It's very noisy when my fingernails touch the screen while typing."

"I always keep my nails very short!"

"Even the fingertips are noisy."

"Wen Chongyan, are you even being reasonable?!"

Clearly, rich people are unreasonable.

Wen Chongyan placed her phone behind his back, his handsome face extremely cold.

"Go to sleep. Don't force me to find a way to get you to sleep."

!

Ruan Zhining was furious, but there was nothing she could do. She could only glare at him for a while before leaning heavily back in her recliner.

"You told me to sleep, but you didn't?" she asked him, deliberately picking a fight.

"What, do you want to control whether I sleep with him or not?" Wen Chongyan sneered. "Then you should agree to marry me, not Jiang Linfeng—I see you agreed very quickly, are you so eager to marry him?"

"..." Ruan Zhining huffed and puffed, deliberately trying to annoy him, "Oh, marry you? Okay, then I agree to marry you. Will you come with me to get our marriage certificate tomorrow?"

Wen Chongyan paused in his flipping through the magazine.

He suddenly lifted his eyelids and looked straight at her. "Will you marry me?"