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

With her wedding date with Jiang Linfeng about to be finalized, Ruan Zhining was in an unprecedentedly good mood.

In order to try on wedding dresses, she even skipped dinner and avoided sugary and oily foods for several days in an effort to keep her stomach as flat as possible.

On the day she tried on her wedding dress, Ruan Zhining came downstairs on time.

But they found a Rolls-Royce parked downstairs.

Her first thought was that Jiang Linfeng had bought a new car. Before she could even feel surprised, she opened the car window.

Wen Chongyan's handsome and well-defined features were revealed.

"W-why is it you?" Ruan Zhining's eyes widened.

Didn't Jiang Linfeng say he would send a car to pick her up?

"Government officials suddenly arrived to inspect the medical center, and the people of Linfeng have to stay; they can't leave."

"I just happen to be passing by, I'll take you there."

"Get in the car," Wen Chongyan said briefly.

"But……"

"What, you're not satisfied with my car?"

"No, no." Ruan Zhining dared not be dissatisfied with the Rolls-Royce and quickly got into the car.

As soon as she got into the car, she noticed that Wen Chongyan was dressed extremely formally today.

His tie, suit, cufflinks, watch, shoes... even his socks were all brand new.

This led to the sales assistant mistaking Wen Chongyan for the groom-to-be when he entered the store.

"Miss, you and your fiancé are such a perfect match, you look like a match made in heaven."

Wen Chongyan remained silent.

Ruan Zhining was so startled that she hurriedly waved her hands: "My fiancé isn't here yet..."

"Isn't this about trying on wedding dresses?" Wen Chongyan interrupted her. "Go take a look and see which one you like. I'll carry the bag."

As he spoke, he took the bag from her hand, as naturally as a husband carrying his wife's bag.

"...Oh." Ruan Zhining nodded.

She thought to herself that Wen Chongyan seemed a little different today.

But right now, all she wants to do is pick out a wedding dress. The moment she enters a store like this, her materialistic radar goes off like a whistle.

With one pick, I chose the most expensive one right in the center of the store.

The sales assistant said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, miss, this is Mr. Julien's top-tier private collection. Trying it on is not allowed. If it's damaged, the compensation will be huge..."

Ruan Zhining quickly said, "Then I'll look at something else."

But people always seem to have their eye on the most beautiful; everyone else is just a compromise. She sighed, unable to resist taking a few more regretful glances…

The next second, she heard Wen Chongyan on the sofa call her name: "Ruan Zhining".

She quickly looked away. "...Yes, I'm here."

"If you like that one, then try it on," Wen Chongyan said calmly.

"what?"

Ruan Zhining looked at him in confusion, just as Wen Chongyan made a phone call.

The entire conversation was conducted in standard English.

A few minutes later, the sales assistant received a call—Ruan Zhining could try on that treasured wedding dress whenever she wanted.

Even Mr. Julien called by video to give Ruan Zhining advice on how to dress.

Ruan Zhi was somewhat flattered, thinking to herself, "Is this the power of money that the rich have?"

She now knew how Wen Chongyan had changed. He had become a better person. He had become a kind and selfless tycoon.

It seems his childhood friendship with Jiang Linfeng is truly deep. He's extended that affection to Jiang because of his love for Jiang.

While putting her hair up, she whispered, "Mr. Wen, thank you."

Her voice is very sweet.

Wen Chongyan hummed in agreement and said to the makeup artist, "Wear the white pearl earrings."

"That pair suits her better."

He added.

The makeup artist picked it up and tried it, and it really was true.

"Your fiancé knows you very well; he must have mentally sketched your face a million times."

Ruan Zhining quickly said, "No..."

"Don't wear bright red lipstick," Wen Chongyan interrupted her again.

He pointed to the light pink lip gloss. "Use this. She can wear light makeup; her bangs don't need to cover her forehead."

"..."

Ruan Zhining was so shocked that "Wen Chongyan, as a man, could actually distinguish the color of lipstick" that she forgot to refute him for a moment.

After the makeup was done and I put on the wedding dress, the effect was indeed excellent.

A naturally beautiful woman doesn't need heavy makeup to enhance her appearance.

The makeup artist couldn't help but exclaim, "Miss Ruan is truly...beautiful. If I were a man, I'd want to marry her too."

Wen Chongyan stood there, frowning upon hearing this—all men want to marry Ruan Zhining?

That's just a foolish man.

However, Wen Chongyan thought that even if he married Ruan Zhining, it wouldn't be a big deal.

It's simply about giving Ruan Zhining money to spend. He has plenty of money anyway.

But Ruan Zhining is so fond of acting cute and pretentious that she might make a fuss in bed at night.

Then he'll kiss her and make love to her. He'll spend five or six hours satisfying her desires to avoid her making a fuss.

If he's not busy during the day, he can make love to her more often to prevent her from feeling lonely and attracting other men.

It's not difficult at all. It won't affect his life.

However, if he were to marry Ruan Zhining, he would have the designer alter the hip area of ​​this wedding dress. It's too sexy.

It will make men feel very aroused.

If he and Ruan Zhining were to hold a wedding, they would definitely invite many men, and the proportion of lecherous men would be high. If one of them were to seduce her and she were to cheat on him, that would be troublesome.

Thinking of this, Wen Chongyan suddenly frowned, stopping himself from thinking any further.

How could he possibly marry a woman who had hooked up with his childhood friend and nephew, and who was also a manipulative woman?

He was just bored standing there, and she was so beautiful in her wedding dress that it made people think, nothing more.

That's it.

Ruan Zhining had no idea what Wen Chongyan was thinking.

I only saw him standing there, his lips curving into a smile one moment and his expression turning cold the next.

Is he the ever-changing Wen?

It seems even the richest person has worries. What exactly are the worries of the wealthy?

Ruan Zhining rarely thought about this for a while, after all, she was about to become a rich woman, this was called preparation.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became. She changed out of her wedding dress and came out, only to realize that Jiang Linfeng still hadn't arrived.

She took out her phone, ready to send a WeChat message to Jiang Linfeng, to "act up" a little and make him even more infatuated with her while feeling guilty. That's the art of seduction.

She had only typed a few words when her phone was snatched away.

Looking up, she saw Wen Chongyan holding her phone, and he said calmly:

"Lin Feng is receiving government officials. Do you want to disturb him?"

"But he didn't even come to try on the wedding dress..."

"I'm not here," Wen Chongyan said, looking up at her. "I'm not inferior to him in any way. What's the difference?"

"Huh? But..."

"I'm leaving," Wen Chongyan said. "Do you want to stay and pay for the wedding dress?"

Ruan Zhining strode out in a flash.

When Wen Chongyan came out, she was already hiding in the Rolls-Royce. She was chugging down a two-thousand-yuan bottle of water, thinking that getting it was a steal.

"Mr. Wen, could you please take me back to my apartment?" she said sweetly. "Thank you so much. You're so kind."

Wen Chongyan crossed his long legs and said calmly,

"I've spent the whole afternoon helping Miss Ruan try on wedding dresses, aren't you going to treat me to dinner?"

Ruan Zhining, upon thinking of a restaurant with an average cost of six figures per person, was so shocked that she immediately said:

"How about we eat at my apartment? I'm a great cook!" (Actually, it was to save money.)

Wen Chongyan gave a nonchalant "hmm".

After a moment, he added, "To make hot pot."

An hour later.

The apartment's dining room was filled with various hot pot ingredients.

Ruan Zhining is washing vermicelli in the kitchen.

Wen Chongyan stood in front of the dining table, took out his phone, and took a picture of the hot pot.

The angle, position, and plating are exactly the same as the hot pot picture that Jiang Linfeng posted on his WeChat Moments.

Then, Wen Chongyan opened WeChat and posted his first Moments update in his entire life—

A picture of a hot pot that Ruan Zhining made for him.