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

Chapter 94 It's Time for Her to Leave

Ruan Zhining was so frightened that she hurriedly exited the news interface.

Fortunately, she habitually kept her phone on silent, so the sound wasn't played. That's the benefit of being cautious.

"N-nothing," she said, feigning shyness. "It's just for girls, don't ask..."

Seeing her trembling slightly, Wen Chongyan recalled how she had also trembled when he kissed her at the dining table.

Her eyes were full of expectation; she so desperately wanted his answer.

Why didn't she follow him upstairs after he went up? Who is she chatting with sitting here? The senior student from the library?

Wen Chongyan suddenly bent down and picked up the girl sitting on the carpet.

Ruan Zhining gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Chongyan remained silent. He carried her upstairs to the second floor and into his study.

Then he left her on the sofa.

Ruan Zhining noticed that he was actually in a meeting, and the large screen was still lit up. She stirred, "I..."

"Don't you like to linger in my study? Are you planning to sneak off to watch TV tonight?" Wen Chongyan looked down at her, his expression unreadable. "Keep lingering."

What?! So it's a punishment?

Half an hour ago, Ruan Zhining would have been overjoyed, thinking she had a chance to win big. But now, she felt like she was the one who was going to win big.

She lay there, listening to Wen Chongyan's meeting, her mind filled with the news of Ms. Ruan being pursued for money.

Three million.

She thought for a moment, took out her phone, and tried to calculate how much money she had made since she started fishing for Wen Chongyan.

A luxury apartment, an Aston Martin, gold bars, bracelets, countless luxury goods, jewelry from auctions, thousands of shopping cards, and countless transfers of millions of dollars…

Then I discovered...

Even if you include the cost of secondhand repairs and depreciation.

There are also...

One billion.

Ruan Zhining was terrified. Before this, she had never seriously consolidated her assets because they were scattered across the board.

Three months. One hundred million.

She couldn't even count how many zeros followed by 100 million. It outlived her.

Her first thought was: She's a billionaire.

My second thought was: it's time for her to leave.

The third reaction is the deepest level of panic.

So, will Wen Chongyan, like in that news story, come after her for that 100 million yuan?

The news only mentioned three million. That's nothing compared to one hundred million.

What if Wen Chongyan is unhappy if she takes the initiative to "break up" and leave after 7 days, like that Miss Ruan?

Green Tea has always had an exceptional ability to fill in the blanks. She wondered, what if Wen Chongyan had a domineering idea, such as that his toys could only rot in his hands?

Or what if he wants her to continue being a toy?

Then she was about to leave, and in a fit of anger, he demanded his 100 million back!

Wen Chongyan is the richest man in China and wields immense power. If he were to sue her, she would undoubtedly lose.

The thought that the 100 million yuan might be returned made Ruan Zhining feel so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe and almost had a heart attack.

No, no, she absolutely couldn't allow that to happen. A person can lose their dignity, but they absolutely cannot lose their money.

Therefore, she cannot initiate a breakup.

She needs to be abandoned by Wen Chongyan.

How can she get Wen Chongyan to abandon her?

Ruan Zhining racked her brains on the sofa, thinking even more intently than when she was taking the college entrance exam.

And that's when the benefits of learning English became apparent. She heard Wen Chongyan say in English during the meeting:

"I don't have a wife, so you don't need to consult me on these kinds of issues."

Ruan Zhining suddenly remembered that she had overheard a conversation between Wen Chongyan and his mother, Li Zhiying.

He is a staunch advocate of remaining single.

Wen Xiyu and Jiang Linfeng have both corroborated this point.

They all say that Wen Chongyan will never get married in his life.

This is probably why Wen Chongyan, despite having desires for her, has never slept with her: he is afraid of being entangled with her, or afraid that she might secretly get pregnant.

What is the thing that a person who is against marriage hates and dislikes the most?

Of course it is—someone is relentlessly pursuing him, wanting to marry him.

Ruan Zhining suddenly had a brilliant idea, and the corners of her lips curled up. She felt that this time it was definitely foolproof!

Half an hour later.

Wen Chongyan concluded the remote meeting.

Ruan Zhining, however, remained on the sofa and refused to get up, stretching out her hands towards him:

"Come here and hug me..."

Wen Chongyan stood there, his face indifferent. "Get up. You have legs."

"I want you to hug me."

Ruan Zhining bit her lip, looking as if she was about to cry.

Wen Chongyan remained expressionless. "Ruan Zhining, this tactic won't work on me. Do you think I'm Wen Xiyu?"

Ruan Zhining began to sob.

Ten seconds later.

Wen Chongyan walked towards her. His expression was cold, and he bent down and fiercely picked her up.

Ruan Zhining leaned against him with a grin, "Then carry me to brush my teeth."

Wen Chongyan's expression grew even colder. He carried her to the bathroom and made a move to throw her on the floor.

Startled, Ruan Zhining hugged him tightly, brushing her teeth as she pleaded, "I want to sleep with you tonight. We've been sleeping in separate beds for so long..."

Wen Chongyan ignored her, finished washing up, and turned to leave. Ruan Zhining slowly did her skincare routine, waiting until the lights outside were turned off before going out.

Wen Chongyan was already lying down reading. It was a book entirely in English, which made Ruan Zhining dizzy.

She tiptoed over, her movements heavy with secrecy, and tried to climb onto the bed from the other side.

Her knees had barely touched the sheets when Wen Chongyan said, "Get off."

Ruan Zhining also wanted to go down. But to safely take 100 million yuan with her, she had to brave any danger.

She made up her mind and climbed into bed.

As it rubbed against him, it eventually reached Wen Chongyan's side.

Wen Chongyan was wearing silk pajamas, which appeared to be the same color scheme as her outfit. He lifted his eyelids and his gaze fell on the girl in front of him.

She crawled up on her knees.

The neckline was drooping and wide open.

Wen Chongyan abruptly looked away, his gaze returning to the book.

Suddenly, the English text became garbled, and nothing could be read anymore; it just turned into one word: big.

Big.

"..."

boring.

Wen Chongyan coldly closed the book, lay down, and turned off the light.

"Get out. I'm going to sleep."

Suddenly, everything went dark. But the breathing sounded heavy.

Ruan Zhining guessed that he was probably angry. But she shamelessly threw back the covers and lay down beside him.

"Mr. Wen, I'll just lie here with you without doing anything, okay?"