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

The moment they kissed.

Ruan Zhining could feel the sudden tension in Wen Chongyan's muscles.

But the alcohol had dulled her senses. She could no longer clearly perceive her emotions.

It's also because—she actually has no kissing experience.

She's a manipulative woman pretending to be innocent; premarital kissing is outside her area of ​​expertise.

But now her veins are filled with alcohol, she's drunk, and all she can think about is:

She wanted to take revenge on Wen Chongyan.

She wanted to make him be kissed by the green tea girl he hated most!

He's so capable... why doesn't he just change his mouth?

Ruan Zhining became even more wicked, wrapping her arms tightly around Wen Chongyan's neck and kissing him relentlessly.

He's disgusting!

He's disgusting!

Make him disagree with her and Wen Xiyu! Make him ruin her and Jiang Linfeng's relationship!

Let him ruin her plans, let him shatter her dreams of marrying into wealth, let him offend a future rich woman candidate—

Wen Chongyan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the back of her neck.

He used a little force to pull Ruan Zhining away from him.

Ruan Zhining struggled wildly and continued to shout maliciously:

"Hehe! Your first kiss is gone!"

"So what if you're the richest man! So what if you have a Rolls-Royce! I still hugged and kissed you, hehehehehe..."

"You hate green tea bitches, you hate gold diggers, but I am one! I just kissed you—hahaha—you don't want a girlfriend, you dislike women, nyah nyah nyah, now you're not clean either—"

"...I don't date."

Wen Chongyan's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "But, I only kiss my girlfriend—Ruan Zhining, are you sure you want to continue?"

You want savings? Where would she get savings?! Her savings disappear faster than collagen, it's simply not enough to cover her expenses, sob sob...

Ruan Zhining was completely drunk.

She couldn't understand anything anymore. Her mind was filled only with sadness, revenge, and venting.

She abruptly broke free from Wen Chongyan's grip and, once again, lunged forward to kiss him fiercely—

This time, it wasn't just a simple kiss.

Whoa whoa!

go ahead!

So, even the richest man's mouth is made of flesh, he has a tongue, a frenulum, and two rows of teeth—he's a normal human being after all!

She seemed to become more courageous with each setback.

With a loud bang, Wen Chongyan felt as if the string in his mind called self-control had been suddenly plucked.

In an instant, his usually calm, composed, and proudly clear-headed mind...

The first time, it was a complete blank.

next second.

Wen Chongyan, holding Ruan Zhining, turned around and pinned her against the wine cabinet.

The glass door shook for a moment.

Unaware of what was happening, Wen Chongyan instead placed his large hand on the back of her head.

Turning the tables and taking control.

He seemed to be self-taught.

Unlike her deliberate flirting and retaliatory flirting.

He is assertive, demanding, and absolutely dominant.

It is not to be desecrated; it is high above.

"Hmm!"

Ruan Zhining was instantly stunned by his return kiss.

She felt dizzy, her scalp tingled, and her whole body began to tremble.

"You... sob sob..."

Then another dizzying sensation struck.

She was pressed down into the sofa.

Wen Chongyan leaned against her, cupping her face in his large hands.

He's so heavy. Is it because he has a lot of money?

She couldn't breathe...

Ruan Zhining began to reveal her pain.

Like someone who played with fire and ended up getting burned, she began to reject Wen Chongyan.

They did manage to push it away.

But it was only pushed away from her face.

"You! Waaah, please don't hit me... How am I supposed to wear crop tops with this scar? I want to hook up with a rich guy! My belly button is so beautiful..."

"I was wrong, I don't want to die, I'm not a rich woman yet, I still want to get rich... Waaaaah, why am I such a coward, so embarrassing, waaaaah..."

Ruan Zhining struggled fiercely. Her hands flailing wildly, she suddenly grabbed the string of Buddhist prayer beads on the man's wrist.

The prayer beads were pulled together by her, making a dull sound.

It's like a wake-up call for the Wen family's ancestors.

It slammed into Wen Chongyan's ear with a loud bang.

He paused, instantly snapping back to reality.

Ruan Zhining felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately escaped from under him.

She slid off the sofa, curled up in the corner, and hugged herself protectively.

"I was wrong... I won't do it again. Um... you can have your first kiss back... here you go..."

She was very drunk, and she pouted as if she wanted to return what she had just kissed him.

Wen Chongyan's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot upon seeing this.

That's absolutely...debauched!

Wen Chongyan reached out to protect the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, and with great self-control, he slowly stood up from the sofa.

His handsome face was covered in fine beads of sweat, yet he remained utterly expressionless.

His Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze instinctively falling on the woman in the corner before quickly shifting away.

Absurd. There's really nothing to see here; it's just a matter of natural physiological differences between women and men.

His behavior only proves that he's a normal man and that his sexual function is extremely powerful—far more powerful than Jiang Linfeng's, since Jiang Linfeng doesn't seem very capable, given he's not even 190cm tall. And he's not particularly handsome either.

But it's impossible for Ruan Zhining to be with Jiang Linfeng now—Jiang Linfeng is out of the picture.

So, Ruan Zhining is probably going to shift her focus.

Is she really drunk right now?

Or was she actually faking being drunk—had she changed her strategy and was trying to hook him?

Has her attention shifted to him?

Has she finally realized that he is the richest and most powerful man in the entire capital?

Thinking of this, Wen Chongyan suddenly stood up straight.

In that instant, he felt his previously dizzy and unclear mind become extremely clear and lucid.

He felt that this should be the case.

A woman who is truly drunk would never kiss people like that—she must be half sober to do such a thing.

She really knows how to seduce men. No wonder Wen Xiyu and Jiang Linfeng fell for her one after another.

However, she probably never kissed Wen Xiyu or Jiang Linfeng. This was probably her first kiss too.

After all, she's so materialistic, so her standards for a wealthy man to marry are quite high.

Wen Chongyan's expression relaxed. His cold and tense gaze softened.

He slowly walked up to Ruan Zhining.

Her long hair was messy, her makeup was smudged, and her dress was wrinkled. It was the first time he had ever seen Ruan Zhining so unkempt.

But she looks even better now. Her cheeks are rosy. She's absolutely gorgeous, like a porcelain doll. She's truly beautiful.

—The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie.

This is a family motto of the Wen family.

He's standing so close to her now. Will she pounce on her again?

Wen Chongyan felt he should leave. Otherwise, if she pounced on him again, that absurd and chaotic scene from before couldn't possibly repeat itself. It would be too indecent.

He stood still, his gaze fixed on the view outside the window, thinking that the big tree there could be trimmed tomorrow.

As soon as he looked away, Ruan Zhining, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly moved.

She stretched out her leg.

It looked like she wanted to stand up, and was facing him directly.

Wen Chongyan's Adam's apple bobbed. Sure enough, she was faking being drunk.

What trick will she use on him this time?

The next second, Ruan Zhining stood up, leaning against the wall.

But she didn't look at him. She turned and stumbled towards the door, muttering to herself:

"Linfeng, where's Linfeng... my future wealthy husband, when are we going to have our wedding... Linfeng, Linfeng, Linfeng, sob sob, my Linfeng..."