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

Xia Guiying went to Mu Tiantian's side, feeling gratified and proud.

My daughter is so smart, she can be groomed to be my successor.

She glanced uneasy in the direction of the elevator; she had noticed it the moment Qin Dongyang walked towards it.

She knew, of course, that Qin Dongyang needed a quiet space to think, but as his wife, she still wanted to be there for him and offer him comfort.

"Everyone, Ruohan is right. Please enjoy your drinks. Ruohan and I will go check on Dongyang." She said some polite words and asked Ling Jieyu to stay and help take care of things before helping Mu Tiantian leave.

Qian Zhikun looked around, and once Xia Guiying and Mu Tiantian entered the elevator, he immediately explained the situation to Fu Zhengting.

Fu Zhengting gazed at the distant lights through the window, then looked at the message from Qian Zhikun. Feeling bad for keeping Qian Zhikun observing for him, he decided to video call Mu Tiantian to ask her in person when she was more available.

He expressed his gratitude to Qian Zhikun again and told him to go back and rest early.

Qian Zhikun doesn't have the habit of staying up late, and he was already yawning repeatedly.

Seeing that some guests had already left, he and Zhong Zhiqiang followed suit.

The older reporters at that table felt embarrassed to sit down and left as well.

Some guests were still drinking, so Ling Jieyu returned to the table and sat with his parents. They could only rest after all the guests had left.

Ling Yakun stared in the direction of the elevator, somewhat uneasy about Qin Dongyang.

Ling's mother told him not to worry, and Qin Dongyang felt that his wife was right. With his wife and daughter to comfort him, he knew everything would be alright soon.

Xia Guiying first helped Mu Tiantian back to the room where she was changing clothes; the makeup artist had already left.

Mu Tiantian sat on the edge of the bed and immediately took off her high heels.

Xia Guiying lifted Mu Tiantian's foot to look at it and saw that her heel was red and had some broken skin.

She glanced at the high heels and complained, "What kind of designer designed them? They have to look good and be comfortable too! The back is so stiff, they're not comfortable at all."

The shoes she was wearing were noticeably softer.

Seeing her mother's complaining expression, Mu Tiantian smiled and chimed in, "That's right, Mom. I think a lot of shoes and clothes are poorly designed. We can't just blindly pursue good looks and forget about practicality. Shoes should be lightweight and easy to walk in."

I see so many models falling on the runway. What are those designers thinking? Is that what art is all about? And the clothes are even worse. Some brands are making sizes smaller and smaller. Aren't they forcing everyone to be as skinny as tinder?

"If I were a designer, I would definitely design according to the target audience. It's not just about looking good; comfort is the most important thing."

Xia Guiying was amused. "If our Ruohan were a designer, the clothes she designs would definitely be beautiful, fashionable, and very comfortable to wear."

Her daughter is a down-to-earth person, and most importantly, she has her own ideas.

With proper training, they can excel in any field.

She felt sorry for her daughter again.

If she hadn't been abducted to the countryside, she would definitely be outstanding by now.

However, her daughter is alright, and she doesn't dare to ask for too much since she's safe and sound.

Mu Tiantian glanced at her phone in her coat pocket and urged Xia Guiying, "Mom, I can just massage my feet myself. It's nothing serious. You should go check on Dad."

Xia Guiying wanted to ask the hotel manager for a first-aid kit to treat Mu Tiantian first, but she was also worried about Qin Dongyang's condition.

Mu Tiantian realized what was happening, and she pushed Xia Guiying out barefoot, saying, "Mom, this is the time when Dad needs your comfort the most."

Xia Guiying was pushed out the door.

Mu Tiantian waved for her to hurry up.

She added sweetly, "Mom, don't worry, I won't run away."

Xia Guiying glared at Mu Tiantian and warned her, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "If you dare to run away again, I'll break your legs."

Mu Tiantian raised her hand and made a vow-like gesture to guarantee it.

Xia Guiying walked away reassured.

She guessed that Qin Dongyang might be on the roof and planned to go up to check.

Even after getting into the elevator, I was still a little uneasy, so I sent a message to the hotel manager asking him to send someone to guard the entrance.

Mu Tiantian closed the door and locked it.

Upon gaining freedom, my first thought was to call Fu Zhengting.

She rushed back to the bedside like a dart, ignoring the pain in her feet, took off her fleece jacket, took out her phone from her pocket, and opened Fu Zhengting's WeChat.

I wanted to make a video call, but for some reason I felt a little embarrassed, so I opted for voice instead.

Fu Zhengting saw that Mu Tiantian's voice call had finally come through.

I couldn't wait to answer the phone and hear that sweet voice.

But his inherent pride was at play, and he wanted to deliberately leave Mu Tiantian out of the loop.

No one answered the phone, and Mu Tiantian frowned in confusion.

Is Ah Shen asleep?

She glanced at the time; it was already past 1 a.m.

It's normal to go to sleep at this time.

Your phone might not have mobile data enabled.

She's used to not using mobile data when she sleeps.

I wanted to make a phone call, but I was afraid of waking Fu Zhengting.

I was staring at my phone, caught in a dilemma.

Never mind, I'll take a shower first.

She likes to listen to music while taking a shower.

I opened KuGou Music, went into the bathroom, played music, and turned the volume down to a level that was just loud enough to hear.

Standing under the showerhead, the hot water washing over me felt like all my fatigue was being washed away.

Xia Guiying went up to the rooftop and saw that Qin Dongyang was indeed there.

Qin Dongyang stood on the edge, gazing into the distance, his mind filled with many thoughts.

Xia Guiying tiptoed over and stood beside him.

Qin Dongyang was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice Xia Guiying standing next to him when she came up.

Xia Guiying felt that if she didn't make a sound, Qin Dongyang would be terrified if he found out.

She coughed lightly twice and asked softly, "Dongyang, what are you thinking about?"

Qin Dongyang was startled.

There were no lights on the rooftop, and the faint light from the surroundings was enough to make out the general outline of the building. In such light, a person suddenly appeared next to me, like a ghostly figure floating beside me.

Qin Dongyang patted his chest, panting.

Xia Guiying felt a little guilty, but she refused to admit defeat, saying, "Who told you to be so engrossed in thinking about things?"

She leaned towards Qin Dongyang, "You've done nothing wrong, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Qin Dongyang was immediately comforted.

Yes, he's upright and honest, there's nothing to be afraid of.

The ones who should be afraid are Fu Zhenlong and the media reporters.

And... Yang Guanghui.

His eyes sharpened as he thought of Yang Guanghui.

If he finds out that Yang Guanghui bribed those reporters...

He will retaliate.

Xia Guiying continued to comfort her, "Don't worry about those unworthy people and things anymore. Now you have me and your daughter. It's enough for us to live our own lives well."

Qin Dongyang hummed in agreement.

"What do you think of Ruohan's performance? I think Ruohan has a high EQ, and she handles big situations better than those old hands," Xia Guiying said proudly.

"Ruohan is indeed very shrewd and worldly-wise." Qin Dongyang felt much better when he thought of Mu Tiantian's well-behaved appearance.

"We'll arrange for Ruohan to join the company. If she has a talent for business, we can train her to be our successor." Xia Guiying was quite excited as she imagined Mu Tiantian going to work.

Qin Dongyang also had this plan.

"Or we could wait until A-Yu and Ruo-Han have their wedding and then arrange for Ruo-Han to be A-Yu's assistant. This would allow them to develop their relationship, and A-Yu could personally teach Ruo-Han." Xia Guiying suddenly thought of this good idea.

Qin Dongyang thought Xia Guiying's idea was particularly good.

"I'll go to the temple tomorrow to have a monk choose an auspicious date. Half a month is too long. It would be best if it were within three days or a week."

"I'll go with you." Xia Guiying leaned her head against Qin Dongyang's arm.

Qin Dongyang was secretly delighted, and his mood improved without him even realizing it.

The hotel manager came up and stood guard at the room door.

Mu Tiantian finished her shower and was about to go out.

But then the phone rang.

She was surprised to see that it was a video call from Fu Zhengting.

She didn't have pajamas, and she didn't want to put the dress she had taken off back on.

The casual clothes that were taken off were left outside.

Forget it, Fu Zhengting and I have been married for a long time, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Even though that's what I thought, I was still incredibly nervous when I clicked "accept".

She raised the camera to her forehead, but still felt a little uncomfortable, so she simply turned on the rear camera and let Fu Zhengting see her little feet.

Fu Zhengting looked at Mu Tiantian's snow-white feet through the screen.

so cute.

But no matter how cute he was, it couldn't quell the anger in his heart.

He deliberately didn't answer Mu Tiantian's call the first time she called.

She only did it once, and then she stopped.

He waited and waited for more than ten minutes, but the call still didn't come.

He couldn't resist; his fingers were itching, so he called first.

He typed a message: "[Mu Tiantian, who wants to see your stinky feet?]"

Mu Tiantian grinned and typed back: What do you want to see?

The post was followed by three nose-picking emojis.

Suddenly, I remembered the time when Fu Zhengting went on a business trip and remotely guided her on how to apply the medicine.

Fu Zhengting was absolutely wicked back then.

But thinking back on it makes her blush and her heart race.

She went back to the bedside and lay down in one swift motion.

I pulled the blanket over myself, and it felt warm and cozy.

The bed is very soft and comfortable to sleep on.

She held her phone in one hand, only her head showing, before daring to tap the front-facing camera.

Fu Zhengting kept staring at the screen, which he could tell was a hotel room. He tentatively asked, "Did you go back to your room to rest after the family reunion banquet?"

Mu Tiantian also stared at Fu Zhengting in the video. Unlike in real life, Fu Zhengting in the video had a mysterious and alluring charm, making him even more captivating.

She felt her heart bubbling with excitement as she watched.

"Ah Shen, did Dean Qian take pictures of my situation and show them to you?"

She wasn't too surprised, as she expected Qian Zhikun to definitely "tell on her".

"Hmm, it seems like you and that Ling Jieyu are very much in love." Fu Zhengting felt uncomfortable, but said the opposite of what he meant.

Even through the screen, he wanted to reach in and wipe Mu Tiantian's face, to erase the marks that Ling Jieyu had left on her face.

"Ah Shen, don't be angry. It was that playboy who took the opportunity to kiss me. There were so many reporters and my father's colleagues there. I had no choice but to cooperate," Mu Tiantian explained anxiously.

Although Fu Zhengting was uncomfortable, he knew that Mu Tiantian had no choice in the matter.

"Besides kissing your cheek, has he done anything else that crossed the line?" he asked, squinting.

"No, I'll handle it accordingly. I won't let that playboy get away with it. I hate that playboy so much, how could I let him touch me?" Mu Tiantian assured her repeatedly.

Remembering Fu Zhengting's previous promise, she mimicked his tone and said, "Ah Shen, my body belongs only to you, and only you can touch it."

Fu Zhengting was delighted to hear this, and his mood improved considerably, but he still maintained a cold demeanor. "You won't even let me look at you, and you say you're focused on me alone."

He used reverse psychology.

Mu Tiantian knew that Fu Zhengting was using reverse psychology, but she was still provoked.

"Ah Shen, who, who said I wouldn't let you watch?"

She retorted, her voice barely audible.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Fu Zhengting heard it clearly but said he didn't.

He glanced at the hospital bed. Although Fu Zhenlong was already asleep, he still went into the bathroom to avoid getting into trouble.

Mu Tiantian bit her lip and laughed shyly, "Ah Shen, you did it on purpose, you must have heard me clearly."

Based on his judgment, Fu Zhengting seemed to have gone into the restroom.

What is he planning to do...?

Recalling the scene of remote guidance, a sense of anticipation arose deep within her heart.

Hopeless.

Now she has completely transformed into Big Yellow Girl.

I was led astray by Fu Zhengting, that brooding old man.

Fu Zhengting suddenly felt very hot.

It's clearly very cold.

At that moment, he felt so hot that he wanted to take off all his clothes.

I felt a burning sensation inside my body; my blood was hot.

The intimate scenes in the bathroom flashed through his mind, further stimulating his desire.

"Sweetie, what did you say? I really didn't hear you." He asked knowingly.

Mu Tiantian could tell that Fu Zhengting's voice had become a little hoarse.

His voice was already deep, and every time she heard his slightly hoarse voice, she couldn't help but feel weak in the knees.

This is too torturous.

Two people who love each other cannot be together.

The only way to satisfy my cravings is through videos like this.

But she was still glad that even though Fu Zhengting didn't remember her, he still had feelings for her.

She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart and quickly repeated, "I said, my body belongs to you alone, only you can touch it."

"Not that sentence," Fu Zhengting specifically reminded him, "the next sentence."

Mu Tiantian was both embarrassed and angry.

This old man has a whole repertoire of flirting skills.

She bit her lip and repeated herself in one breath, "I said, who said you can't watch it?"

I don't know how well the room is soundproofed; I'm always afraid someone will hear me.

I don't know when my mom will come back. Even though I locked the door, I still feel it's too dangerous to lie in bed.

She wrapped herself in a short, fleece-lined coat, got out of bed, and slipped into the bathroom.

Looking at her furtive reflection in the bathroom mirror, she couldn't help but laugh.

Video chatting with someone you like feels like doing something wrong.

She turned on the rear camera and showed Fu Zhengting her reflection in the mirror.

The lower body is not visible, and although the jacket has no zipper, it can barely cover it up, so I don't feel too ashamed.

"Ah Shen, I've shown you."

Then he pointed the camera at his own face and spoke in a very serious manner.

Without any deliberate flirting, Fu Zhengting was easily driven to the brink of losing control by her charm.

"Sweetie, I want to see..."