Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhengting frowned.

He could not agree with this viewpoint.

He has a kind of mental fastidiousness and can only love one woman.

Uncle Zhong noticed Fu Zhengting's frown and said with a smile, "President, you are different from other men, so you can't understand their behavior. Men are always the more the merrier, there's no such thing as love."

Men understand men; they're all men, and he knows men's thoughts all too well.

There was a time when he really wanted to have an affair, but thinking about how hard he and his wife had worked together, he ultimately held back.

The price of cheating is losing his wife who loves him so much, and he can't afford that price.

Passion and novelty will eventually fade, and that's when a man's loyalty and sense of responsibility will be tested.

He was glad that he had passed this test.

Even in the most mundane situations now, I wouldn't dare to have any thoughts of cheating.

Simplicity is the essence of life, and it is precisely because of its ordinariness that it is so precious.

"For example, our Fu family's arch-rival, Ling Jieyu of the Ling Group, is a typical playboy. He's incredibly promiscuous. Compared to you, President, he's like heaven and earth."

Uncle Zhong thought of Ling Jieyu's scandalous news about making headlines with different actresses, and looked disgusted.

There are quite a few people like Ling Jieyu; it's very common in the circle of rich second-generation individuals.

The more you compare the CEO to others, the more admirable his integrity becomes.

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhengting's smile vanished.

He once ran into Ling Jieyu at a dinner party, and Ling Jieyu's sarcastic remark, "You're not still a virgin, are you?" still makes him furious whenever he thinks about it.

Uncle Zhong, sensing Fu Zhengting's displeasure, comforted him, "President, that playboy Ling Jieyu will catch the disease sooner or later."

Fu Zhengting, "..."

His lips curled up again, and his smile returned.

Although I don't like Ling Jieyu, I wouldn't curse him.

Uncle Zhong is a lovely old man. He's not old-fashioned at all, and he understands him. His relationship with Uncle Zhong is even better than his relationship with his father.

Thinking of his father, his expression became somewhat solemn.

Mu Tiantian comes from an ordinary background, and her father would definitely not agree to her marriage to him.

Even if he disagreed, he would persuade his father until he did.

From a young age, he has always been determined to complete what he has set his mind to, and the same applies to relationships; once he has decided on someone, he will never let go.

As the car passed a popular dessert shop, he thought that girls would probably prefer desserts.

He thought the cream puffs in the puffs smelled really good; he wondered if Mu Tiantian would like them.

He asked Uncle Zhong to park the car and wait for him while he went inside to buy the goods.

As soon as you enter, you can smell the aroma of cream.

I asked the staff for 12 of them, and also got some of the other popular desserts.

Uncle Zhong likes pineapple buns, and when he saw some, he took three.

Back in the car, I handed the pineapple bun to Uncle Zhong.

Uncle Zhong couldn't resist eating one right there and then, and he ate it to his heart's content.

He told himself that since the president was so good to him, as the president's love strategist, he had to make sure that Mu Tiantian and the president were happy together.

He sped up and drove back.

Inside the villa.

Mu Tiantian was still picking oranges.

I've collected three whole baskets.

There's no way to pick them all up!

I tried one, and the orange was so sweet, it warmed my heart.

She hummed a little tune as she picked them up, not feeling tired at all, except that squatting made it easy to tear them, which was a bit uncomfortable.

The orchard is just a few meters behind the house.

Fu Zhengting returned to the villa and was about to enter the house when he saw the girl squatting under the orange tree picking oranges.

He tiptoed over.

As I got closer, I heard the girl humming a song, which sounded like an English song.

The girl was either lost in thought or too focused on picking oranges; he stood by the fruit tree for quite a while without her noticing.

He couldn't help but speak up, "What are you doing? Stealing my oranges?"

Hearing that deep, sexy voice, Mu Tiantian suddenly looked up.

A man in a suit and tie stood by the fruit tree, smiling at her.

She looked at it carefully and confirmed that the man was indeed smiling.

A smile curved his thin lips and his deep eyes were filled with laughter.

That smile seems so doting.

It was nearing dusk, and the sunset was quietly hiding behind the clouds. The golden afterglow shone on the man's face, creating a scene as beautiful as a movie.

This was the first time she had ever seen Mr. Fu dressed in such a suit and tie.

On the first night, he was only wrapped in a bath towel.

Last night, when she woke up, Mr. Fu had already taken off his suit and unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt.

His broad shoulders and narrow waist make him look most elegant in a suit.

Calm, mature, refined, yet undeniably commanding.

Judging by his appearance alone, who would guess that he is already fifty years old?

People would believe he's thirty.

Good-looking people are truly pleasing to the eye.

But fearing the man would think she was infatuated and would only glance at him twice before becoming embarrassed, she smiled and greeted him, "Mr. Fu, are you off work so soon?"

I want to get up, but my legs are a little numb from squatting for so long, so it's not easy to get up.

My wrist suddenly felt warm.

The man strode over and grabbed her wrist with one hand.

With his help, she made it through.

It was only at this stop that I realized my legs were terribly numb, and I swayed slightly, losing my balance and leaning towards the man.

The man's hand landed on her waist and clasped it, stabilizing their bodies.

His movements were quick; his arm around her waist was surprisingly powerful.

Standing close to the man through the fabric, inhaling his unique, fresh scent, her heart began to beat a little faster.

She remained frozen in place, cautiously glancing up at the man.

The allure and danger of different nights, the man in a suit during the day is aloof and ascetic.

The contrast in her image is quite striking.

I feel safe leaning against him like this.

She is a very insecure person and is afraid to go out alone, especially when crossing traffic lights, she always feels a sense of bewilderment and confusion.

She was somewhat attached to this sense of security.

When Fu Zhengting put his arm around Mu Tiantian's waist, he truly realized how slender her waist was.

He could grab it with one hand.

Her flesh is really obedient; it all grew in the right places.

He couldn't help but think of those tender moments again...

I was afraid of breaking her waist, so I didn't dare to pinch her waist; I could only grab her arm.

But her arms were also very thin, and she was afraid of bruising them, so she couldn't exert much force.

I had no choice but to bring her here.

This method requires the least amount of physical exertion for her.

But she...

They shouted the loudest.

He got excited as soon as he heard her slightly tearful voice.

When he gets excited, he wants her to be even more domineering.

The more domineering he was, the louder she screamed.

It creates a cycle, so once you start, it's hard to stop.

Holding the girl close, their bodies pressed together, the feeling was subtle and pleasant. Looking at the girl's rosy cheeks, he felt an urge to kiss her.

He lowered his head, about to kiss him.

Mu Tiantian caught sight of Uncle Zhong approaching, and her ears burned with embarrassment. It was broad daylight, and she struggled slightly, awkwardly breaking free from the man's embrace.

Uncle Zhong saw three baskets of oranges in the orchard and wanted to go over and help carry one basket, but when he got closer, he saw the two of them being so intimate, and Mu Tiantian was obviously embarrassed. He didn't want to ruin their chance to be alone, so he turned around and walked away.

Mu Tiantian's cheeks didn't feel so hot anymore after Uncle Zhong left.