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

Ruan Zhining suddenly raised her head.

The moment she saw Wen Chongyan, she snapped out of her daze and stared at him with a mixture of despair and resentment.

Wen Chongyan threw the tissue he had taken into the trash can, pulled out a chair, and sat down next to Cheng Che.

He looked back at her. His gaze was cold, yet held a deep reproach, making Ruan Zhining feel like she was... an unfaithful wife.

"Ayan?" Cheng Che asked in surprise, "You're here for dinner?"

He looked back, but saw no one.

"Yes, Miss Ruan invited me here." Wen Chongyan turned to look at Ruan Zhining. "Yesterday, you left your clothes in my office break room."

He reached out and handed a paper bag to Ruan Zhining.

Ruan Zhining, "..."

Cheng Che was shocked. "You know Ningning?"

Ningning.

Wen Chongyan replied indifferently, "Yes, we know each other. Miss Ruan has been asking me to dinner for several days now."

...Ruan Zhining could actually salvage the situation; she's a professional at adapting to changing circumstances.

But she knew it was pointless to try and salvage the relationship. This was exactly the same way Wen Chongyan had ruined her relationship with Wen Xiyu and Jiang Linfeng before.

She tried to meet Wen Chongyan, but he ignored her.

She seduced someone else, and then he came.

Isn't this just treating her like a toy? It's like when she was little she didn't like a doll, but if her older sister took it from her, she would like it.

What's this called? Possessiveness, a man's inherent weakness?

Ruan Zhining felt as if she had suddenly had an epiphany. She knew how to seduce Wen Chongyan.

As Cheng Che went to answer the phone, she suddenly spoke up, "Mr. Wen, do you know why I had dinner with Mr. Cheng?"

Wen Chongyan sat there, not looking at her, looking down at his phone.

Ruan Zhining leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands, her bright eyes looking at him. "I did this to... lure you out..."

Wen Chongyan suddenly lifted his eyelids and looked at her.

He remained expressionless. "Miss Ruan, do you think I'm a fool?"

"It's true! How could I possibly like Mr. Cheng? He's not 191cm tall, he's not a chief, he's not handsome enough, and he doesn't look as dashing in a suit as you, with your great physique, V-shaped waist, and Captain America-like butt... He can't even compare to a single hair of yours."

"boring."

Wen Chongyan coldly interrupted her and looked away.

But suddenly I felt the seat beneath me was very soft. The air I breathed in also felt fresh and comfortable. It seems the restaurant's decor is very inviting.

The weather seems nice today, so his mood improved.

Ruan Zhining was still saying:

"Mr. Wen, I don't even have your contact information. I can only contact you through Assistant Shao, but he said you're very busy. I... I don't know what to do. I've been waiting downstairs for a long time..."

"Miss Ruan, are your methods always this clumsy?"

Wen Chongyan crossed his legs, squinted at her, and said, "Do you think this kind of pitiful act will win me over?"

Ruan Zhining gritted her teeth. He had seen through her.

But it's okay, we green tea girls all have a Plan B.

She lowered her head. "I didn't..."

At the same time, he pretended to wipe away tears with his right hand, but actually quickly brought the tissue he had just used to wipe the wasabi to his nose and took a deep sniff.

The spiciness shot straight to the top of my head, and the tears didn't just flow out; they came out like a flood that had been released, instantly blurring my vision.

The reaction was so real and intense that even Wen Chongyan was slightly taken aback.

Taking the opportunity, Ruan Zhining raised her red eyes, tears streaming down her face. Her voice, strained and congested from her nose, became unusually aggrieved.

"Mr. Wen...do you hate me that much...?"

Wen Chongyan frowned. "Don't pretend."

She wanted to use this trick to deceive him? Did she think he was some kind of idiot like Wen Xiyu or Jiang Linfeng?

But she kept wiping away her tears, sitting there looking thin and frail.

They seem so pitiful.

Did he bully her?

Wen Chongyan's brows furrowed deeper, and his voice grew stern, "Ruan Zhining, I told you to stop pretending. Try crying again!"

Ruan Zhining didn't want to cry anymore. But she really couldn't stop; this brand of wasabi was too strong.

"I... Waaaaah..."

She felt the mustard in her nose being sucked into her throat. This time, she not only cried, but also coughed violently.

"Alright, Ruan Zhining."

Wen Chongyan could no longer tolerate it. He hated her, and he hated her crying even more.

He was so upset by crying that he had trouble breathing and felt uncomfortable all over.

He gestured for his assistant, Shao, to retrieve something from the car's storage compartment.

Ruan Zhining didn't have time to look at him; she just coughed. Until something flashed before her eyes, and then there was a "splat."

Something was thrown on the table.

She looked down.

It's a gold bar!

The gold bar from the Wen family is even bigger than the one she received last time. It weighs about 3 kilograms.

She was stunned. Even her cough vanished instantly. This wasn't just a gold coin explosion; it was... a gold bar explosion!

"Stop crying?" Wen Chongyan sneered.

"Uh-huh!"

Ruan Zhining nodded vigorously. She quickly picked up the gold bars, afraid that he might change his mind and take them away.

Wen Chongyan looked at her coldly.

Gold diggers are so easy to manipulate and control.

He really didn't understand why Jiang Linfeng, Wen Xiyu, and Cheng Che, this womanizer, were all deceived and fooled by her.

"Wipe your tears away," he coldly commanded again.

"Whoa whoa."

Ruan Zhining first put the gold bars into her bag, then hugged the bag to her chest, hooking her wrist around the strap. Only then did she take out a tissue to wipe her tears.

She applied the makeup very carefully and even asked him, "Mr. Wen, is my makeup smudged? Do I still look pretty?"

Her eyes were wet with tears. But she was still beautiful. She's beautiful no matter what.

"It's flowered, and it looks ugly," he said.

"Oh..." Ruan Zhining was unhappy. But thinking of the gold bars, she didn't dare to glare at him, and just pouted.

Wen Chongyan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he looked away, refusing to look at her.

His gaze drifted to the side and he saw someone parking their car at the entrance outside the glass window.

—Jiang Linfeng.

He actually came?

Wen Chongyan was instantly filled with an inexplicable rage.

What else does Jiang Linfeng want to do? Does he want to compete with Cheng Che for Ruan Zhining?

This idiot who's not even 190cm tall, doesn't he know he's already out of the game? He's so stupid, why isn't he dead yet?

No, he couldn't let Ruan Zhining ruin Cheng Che and Jiang Linfeng's friendship.

Wen Chongyan suddenly stood up and said coldly, "I'm leaving."

"Oh? But Mr. Cheng hasn't returned yet... It wouldn't be polite for us to just leave like this."

Ruan Zhining didn't want to leave. Mainly because she hadn't finished eating the Japanese food yet, and she couldn't bear to eat such expensive sashimi by herself.

"Are you leaving or not?" Wen Chongyan looked down at her.

"I……"

"You don't want the gold bars in the car anymore?"

Ruan Zhining suddenly raised her head and stood up the next second.

Wen Chongyan led her out through the back door.

As soon as he got in the car, he told the driver to drive. Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw that Jiang Linfeng hadn't caught up.

Wen Chongyan loosened his tie, feeling inexplicably irritated. If he hadn't come today, would Ruan Zhining have gone with Jiang Linfeng or Cheng Che?

He can't go with anyone. They're all his good childhood friends and brothers.

She's far too good at attracting attention—Wen Chongyan thought coldly, perhaps he should keep her by his side and keep an eye on her at all times.

It's okay if she's hooking up with him, even if it is—

It's okay if he pretends to agree to her advances and pretends to be with her.

Anyway, he won't fall into her trap. It's just a tactic. That's all.

Just then, Ruan Zhining, who was sitting next to him, suddenly moved closer to him.

That slender little hand landed on his suit trousers, gradually moving upwards...