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

Ruan Zhining did indeed dream of living in Tanyuan forever.

But in her dream, Tan Garden was transferred to her name, and all the servants in the villa were 19-year-old men dressed as male servants. Every day, she would choose one to massage her feet and another to feed her breakfast.

When she was tired, she hugged the strong arm of the male servant and slowly fell asleep.

"So happy..."

In her dream, Ruan Zhining fell asleep. In reality, Ruan Zhining woke up.

She felt an arm indeed wrapped around her, and opened her eyes in surprise—

Wow, not a male servant.

He is the richest man.

Ruan Zhining was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was actually sleeping in Wen Chongyan's arms.

Fortunately, Wen Chongyan was still asleep. One of his arms was being held by her, while the other arm was outstretched and resting behind his head like a pillow.

This was the first time she had ever seen Wen Chongyan's sleeping face.

When he was asleep, he didn't look as arrogant and cold as usual; his deep features became softer.

He is undeniably handsome. But Ruan Zhining felt that this was something his future wife should appreciate.

At this point, the qualified toy should quickly slip away to avoid being accused of climbing into her bed and having her gold bars confiscated.

Feeling incredibly guilty, she got up and left the room barefoot.

As soon as Ruan Zhining left, the man on the bed opened his eyes.

Wen Chongyan had actually woken up half an hour earlier; being in charge of the group had instilled in him a strict routine.

Why hadn't he moved? He thought he probably wanted to see how Ruan Zhining would react when she woke up—would she take this opportunity to get close to him, seduce him? Or even try to seduce him, like last time at the apartment?

After all, last night when he carried her from the sofa to the bed, she clung tightly to his arm, muttering how happy she was.

That's why he had no choice but to sleep with her for one night.

He didn't sleep well that night; his heart was beating too fast, probably because she was talking in her sleep and it disturbed his heart rhythm.

Or perhaps she was just pretending to be asleep? She simply didn't want to share a room with him.

A clumsy green tea trick.

Wen Chongyan sat up, looked down, and glanced at his arms, which were sore and numb from Ruan Zhining's embrace.

—This is what Cheng Che and Pei Xueye meant when they said that men can't sleep alone, they can only sleep well when they're holding a woman?

What's so great about it?

He scoffed. He raised his hand and stretched his shoulders.

Then he looked down at his arm.

Perhaps the only difference is...

The cushion isn't soft enough.

But her waist is very flexible.

……

Ruan Zhining felt a lot of pain in her lower back and didn't know how she slept last night.

So how did she end up sleeping with Wen Chongyan?

She was pondering something at the dining table when Wen Chongyan came downstairs. Upon seeing him, she immediately lowered her head timidly.

He was still a little guilty. After all, it was his house, and he was the one who made the decisions.

She'll be in charge when she has her own home.

Fortunately, Wen Chongyan didn't make things difficult for her. He sat down opposite her, and a servant brought out breakfast.

Unsurprisingly, it was white food. But after eating it, Ruan Zhining felt ashamed. Compared to what a professional chef made, hers was hardly white food; it was poor man's food.

She was momentarily at a loss. She gnawed at the caviar with resentment, thinking that Canada must have some good chefs, and she wanted to hire one too.

However, she still didn't have enough money. Thinking of money, she immediately looked up at him sweetly and called out, "Good morning, Mr. Wen!"

Wen Chongyan was looking down at his arm, but looked away when he heard this. He replied casually, "Mm."

On our first day living together, I don't know what to say. Should I surprise you with a million dollars?

That's what Ruan Zhining was thinking, but the breakfast in front of her was so delicious that she couldn't focus on it and chewed like a little hamster.

"Eat slowly," Wen Chongyan frowned at her, "Ruan Zhining, have I been starving you? Have I been keeping you poor?"

It's not that I didn't give her money.

Why are you like a hungry wolf?

"This is really delicious!" Ruan Zhining pointed to a crab cake. "Really! You have to try it!"

What's so good about it? It tastes the same as always.

She's not as sweet-talking as him.

Wen Chongyan frowned and used a spoon to scoop all of his portion from his plate to Ruan Zhining.

Her eyes lit up instantly. She puffed out her cheeks and smiled at him.

...Useless.

Wen Chongyan looked away and took a few bites. But he couldn't taste anything.

It's not fragrant enough.

He looked up again, his gaze sweeping across the dining table before finally settling on Ruan Zhining's face.

She was focused on eating what was on her plate. Perhaps because she had just woken up, her face looked different than usual. She wasn't wearing makeup, and her hair was fluffy and slightly messy, like she was at home.

At home.

Wen Chongyan's eyes flickered. He wasn't quite used to having people at home with him.

For him, home should typically only housekeepers and bodyguards, not a chattering woman who constantly draws his attention and distracts him.

Wen Chongyan got up and went to his study.

Ruan Zhining didn't know what was wrong with him. She ate while thinking, could it be because of Ruan Changhe's matter?

She did lie to him and even contacted Jiang Linfeng, so Wen Chongyan was definitely still angry.

Maybe we should go and explain again. He only transferred one million to her.

Thinking of money, Ruan Zhining immediately perked up. She finished her delicious breakfast, gave the chef a thumbs up, and then went upstairs.

How can I coax Wen Chongyan? Maybe he likes to kiss her fiercely, and after that, will he give her another million?

Ruan Zhining touched her lips, which still felt numb.

She didn't enjoy kissing Wen Chongyan much; she just felt he was so fierce, like he wanted to devour her every time.

But it was her first kiss, and she didn't know what it was like to kiss another man normally, or whether it would feel comfortable.

She'll definitely try it sometime.

Ruan Zhining pondered for a moment, then slowly walked to the study door, took a deep breath, and flashed a wide smile—

The hand that was raised hadn't even knocked on the door yet.

They discovered that the door was ajar.

It was very quiet inside. So the sound of conversation could be heard very clearly.

"...Ayan, why don't you go and meet Aunt Yu's daughter?"

It was a female voice.

Ruan Zhining recognized her immediately; she was Wen Chongyan's mother, Hong Kong's top actress, Lai Chi-ying. Her voice was so distinctive.

She held her breath.

"Not interested." Wen Chongyan's voice sounded indifferent.

"So when are you planning to get married? You're already 26. Do you want to wait until you're 30? You have everything at home. Mom doesn't want you to be alone."

"Being single is fine. If marriage is so good, why do you and your father live apart?"

He was unyielding, and after a moment of silence, Li Zhiying's temper flared, and she coldly said:

"I called Tanyuan last night, but you weren't back yet. Aunt Zhang answered, and I heard a young girl's voice."

No. You misheard.

"Are you still trying to lie to me? Aunt Zhang has already admitted to having a girl. Is she your girlfriend?"

"No." Wen Chongyan's voice turned extremely cold. "She's just a friend who's staying here temporarily. She'll be leaving in a while. If you insist on having doubts, I can tell her to leave immediately."

!

Ruan Zhining's breathing stopped abruptly, and her eyes widened instantly.

Oh no, is she going to lose her job?!