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

Ruan Zhining was so itchy that she cried out and stuck out the tip of her tongue.

The next second, Wen Chongyan suddenly lowered his head.

A very deep kiss.

It was punitive in nature. He was punishing the scheming girl. Yes, that's what he thought, so he had to kiss her hard enough.

He grabbed her cheek with his large hand, forcing her to tilt her head back.

So that his loved ones could be closer, more intimate, and more direct.

Is it a peach?

It's even sweeter than a peach.

"Waaah...waaah!"

Ruan Zhining's eyes widened in pain. She pounded and pushed at his chest, instinctively pulling at the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

The bead was pulled by the string and bounced back to Wen Chongyan's wrist. As if a seal had been broken, he suddenly released her.

Ruan Zhining managed to escape. She retreated behind the island platform, covered her mouth, and glared at him resentfully.

Wen Chongyan stood there, his tall figure radiating a chilling aura.

It was as if she had just realized what she had done; she was a little stiff, but also a little unwilling to accept her stiffness.

She shouldn't be so stiff. It's just a kiss. Didn't she kiss Jiang Linfeng the night she broke up with him?

He was just giving her a reply. Why should he be lenient with a gold digger? No, he shouldn't.

The taste of her lingered on his lips. And it must have been spicy. Otherwise, how could it have made his mouth numb, his head tremble, and every cell in his body screaming to open up?

Wen Chongyan felt he should remain calm, in control of her, and in control of the overall situation. Therefore, he controlled the expression arising from his trembling mind, standing upright and utterly indifferent.

"Ruan Zhining, are you still glaring at me?"

"Why did you kiss me so hard... My lips hurt so much..." Ruan Zhining's mouth and lips really hurt. He seemed to want to swallow her whole; why did he kiss her so hard? Was he trying to get revenge for her kissing his face, to successfully exact his revenge?

"Who told you to use those seductive tricks?" Wen Chongyan said coldly. "Is this what you wanted to show me? Your beautiful, sexy, world-class figure? You used these tricks on them before?"

Her tricks were nothing special. He didn't take the bait.

Did she think he was an innocent college student like Wen Xiyu?

Or perhaps it's Jiang Linfeng, a simple-minded, underweight, baby-faced man.

He gave her a punitive kiss, and she was terrified. Did she think she could play games with him?

"No...it's the cheese slice and the shopping card that fell in..." Ruan Zhining pointed to the gap, "They fell in there, and I wanted to ask you to help me pick them up. I...I didn't mean to seduce you."

After he finished speaking, for some reason, Wen Chongyan's expression turned even colder.

He stared at her with a dark expression. "You don't want to?"

"Can't I not want to?" Oh, maybe it's unreasonable for her not to want to, since she did try to hook him. No, she can't let her image crumble, otherwise how will she save enough money to go abroad in three months?

Her mind raced as she thought of her sister and Canada, and she quickly tried to salvage the situation by saying:

"I...I really did come here to collect things. Maybe I just really wanted to cook for you. I spent all day thinking about recipes (10 minutes searching on Xiaohongshu) all for tonight's meal!"

"You have no idea how much I put in. I ran 5 kilometers to buy you that cheese slice (because the supermarket for near-expiry products is 5 kilometers away). I just wanted you to taste it. Now it's fallen into the crevice, that's why I'm so worried. And that shopping card (mainly this one), it's from Wenrui Supermarket. Seeing the card reminds me of you... Waaaaah..."

Wen Chongyan still stood there expressionless. But he didn't seem so cold anymore.

Ruan Zhining stepped forward and tugged at his suit sleeve with her small hand.

"Really, really, I've been thinking about it all day (how to get lots of gold coins). Today is my first day of testing as an intern girlfriend~ Mr. Wen, give me a smile~"

Ten seconds later, Wen Chongyan said, "What shopping card?"

She got excited when she talked about money: "Your Wenrui shopping cards! Five hundred yuan notes! And there's still so much money left..."

Wen Chongyan picked up his phone and called Assistant Shao:

"Bring some shopping cards from the group's supermarket."

Ruan Zhining: ? An unexpected windfall?

She was quickly proven wrong.

The doorbell rang, and outside stood Assistant Shao carrying an extra-large cardboard box with the words "Wen Rui" printed on it.

The box was opened.

It was filled with shopping cards, packed tightly together. There might be thousands of them.

"Mr. Wen, here we have denominations ranging from 100 yuan, 500 yuan, 1000 yuan to 2000 yuan."

?

Ruan Zhining was stunned. This… there must be at least a million here…

This means I'll have to shop at supermarkets my whole life. Is this what rich people mean by "sending a little something"?

Wen Chongyan glanced at it and said, "Put it there."

Assistant Shao put the box down. Ruan Zhining felt sorry for him (mainly because he brought the card), so she gave him a drink: "Assistant Shao, thank you for your hard work."

Wen Chongyan glanced indifferently at Assistant Shao.

Assistant Shao put his hands behind his back and vanished in a flash, closing the door behind him.

She didn't accept the drink. Ruan Zhining felt that she had become a decent person again, and had saved herself a bottle of beverage. She had become a very mature and sophisticated adult.

She looked down again and saw the cardboard box in the entryway, making the entryway seem to glow.

Ruan Zhining's mood brightened again. She felt it didn't matter if her mouth hurt a little; after all, some watermelon frost spray only cost a dozen yuan.

But when she turned around, she found Wen Chongyan was cold and aloof again.

...Is he a weather forecaster? How come he keeps changing the weather from cloudy to sunny?

Thinking of the box of cards, Ruan Zhining walked over to him and tugged at his sleeve, "Mr. Wen~ I feel like I've become even more handsome than you were just now?"

Wen Chongyan remained expressionless. "Ruan Zhining, are you trying to fool me like a three-year-old?"

"He's so handsome! Super handsome, the most handsome in all of Beijing!" Ruan Zhining tugged at his sleeve, her fingertips secretly touching his shirt cufflinks. She thought to herself, "They must be expensive."

It's like a child being pampered.

childish.

How can she be both childlike and sexy? How can there be such a contradictory woman like her? How is she so different from other women in every way?

Wen Chongyan looked down at her coldly. He then thought that she was probably just a subconscious green tea bitch towards Assistant Shao.

Her target is him now. She won't give up or change her target until she succeeds.

She will definitely keep a close eye on him.

She might have other seduction methods, even more outrageous and sexy than today. He needs to be more vigilant and avoid falling into her trap.

"Mr. Wen, I'm going to make dinner now." Ruan Zhining touched the back of his hand with her finger. "Why don't you go watch TV in the living room? I'm super fast (white people's meals are usually semi-finished, so they're super fast)."

Wen Chongyan felt a tingling sensation on the back of his hand. It was probably because it was autumn and people were more prone to electric shocks.

He moved his hand away and went into the living room.

In the kitchen outside, Ruan Zhining was making things with a clanging sound.

This once cold and impersonal apartment has become fragrant and delightful ever since she moved in. Just like her, she always dresses herself up beautifully, making people want to stop and admire her.

Wen Chongyan's gaze fell on the coffee table.

On it is the coffee cup that Ruan Zhining drank from; the lip print on the cup is full, alluring, and perfectly curved—it's hers.

Next to it was a calendar. There was also a pen, which she must have forgotten to put away while lying here during the day.

Wen Chongyan walked over.

Looking down, I saw that today was circled on the calendar, and it said:

[90 days until the true day of happiness!]

A truly happy day? Countdown?

He couldn't resist reaching out and flipping it down.

When you turn to the third month (90 days later).

On the last day, she circled that area in red and drew many small flowers around it.

[Happy Day has arrived~ I'm coming to get our marriage certificate~ Y, wait for me!!!]

Y。

Wen Chongyan frowned, then relaxed.

Does Y mean "derivative"?