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The VIP room was quiet.

Yunmiao sat and waited for a while, but it wasn't very interesting. Then she saw a dartboard standing in the corner and went over to it.

Several darts of uneven weight were scattered on a shelf not far away. She picked one up at random and tried to throw it at the bullseye.

The dart flew off crookedly, landing limply on the outermost wooden edge of the target plate. It trembled a few times before falling to the ground with a "plop".

Yunmiao picked up another one and threw it out, but this time it didn't even hit the target.

She tried several more times, but the results were all similar.

As she listlessly picked up the last dart, the heavy wooden door behind her was pushed open.

She didn't turn around immediately; after trying to compose herself, she turned around with a warm expression.

"Sheng Yinian, this dartboard looks really fun, do you want to try it?"

I just pretended not to know him in the crowd, so now I have to be extra enthusiastic in return.

Sheng Yinian glanced at the darts lying haphazardly on the ground, then walked towards her.

Seeing him approach, Yunmiao quickly handed him the dart, but Sheng Yinian didn't take it.

He turned her around, his warm chest almost touching her back, his long, strong hand covering her hand holding the dart.

His aura suddenly enveloped her, and Yun Miao's back stiffened slightly.

Immediately afterwards, under his absolute control, the dart in Yun Miao's hand shot out through the air.

A soft "click."

The dart struck the bullseye with sharp precision, its tail feathers trembling slightly from the residual force.

Yunmiao was still a little dazed when the grip on her hand loosened, and the warmth and touch behind her disappeared.

She slowly exhaled.

Seeing Sheng Yinian slowly walk towards the sofa, she followed and sat down in the seat furthest away from him.

Sheng Yunian glanced at him sideways.

"Come sit here."

Yun Miao didn't dare to say a word, and sheepishly got up and sat down next to him.

She was under too much control in Fengcheng; everything would have to wait until she returned to the capital.

Sheng Yinian leaned back on the sofa, his gaze falling on her slightly tense profile.

"Back to Beijing this afternoon?"

Although he didn't mention what happened outside the elevator, Yunmiao didn't dare to relax at all.

"Yes, I'll be back this afternoon."

"How do I reply?"

"sit……"

Just as Yunmiao was about to suggest taking the train back, a sudden thought flashed through her mind, and she turned to look at him.

When are you going back to Beijing?

"afternoon."

"Then can I go back with you?"

She tilted her little face up, her eyes crinkling with laughter as she looked at him.

Sheng Yinian's indifferent gaze lingered on her serene face for a moment before he took her hand and placed it on her casually bent long leg.

"it is good."

Yun Miao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, so she should be able to get through this hurdle today.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Yunmiao became bolder.

"I've been out for a long time." She turned on her phone, glanced at the time, and said, "It's almost ten o'clock. I think I'll go home now."

Sheng Yinian looked at her empty wrist.

Don't you like the watch?

Yun Miao was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

"No, I really like the watch you gave me, but..."

She paused, wondering how to put it.

By the way, that watch seems a bit too formal.

"I'll only wear it on important occasions; I can't bear to wear it otherwise."

Sheng Yinian didn't ask any further questions and released her hand.

Yunmiao was secretly delighted, but she didn't dare to show that she was in a hurry to leave.

What time do we leave this afternoon?

Do you have a habit of taking a nap during the day?

"Yes, I usually wake up from my afternoon nap around 2 p.m.

"Depart at three o'clock."

"Okay, I'm going home now."

"Xu Chuan will see you off."

"Um."

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In the afternoon, Yunmiao woke up at 1:50, which was still early.

She calmed herself down, got up, and left the room.

Jiang Jing had already packed her luggage and was now sitting on the sofa, waving to her.

"Little darling, come here."

Yunmiao walked over and sat down next to her.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Jiang Jing looked at her tenderly.

"My dear, I hope you won't be affected by what your aunt said yesterday."

Yunmiao didn't interrupt, but listened quietly as she continued.

My aunt believes that the key to a woman's happiness is marrying into a wealthy family, and my mother can't comment on whether that statement is right or wrong.

"Mom just wants to tell you that no matter which door you choose in the future, make sure that door doesn't close behind you, leaving you with nowhere to retreat."

"Okay, I'll remember those words." Yun Miao nodded, somewhat bewildered.

"Mom has two piano lessons this afternoon and needs to go to her studio now, so she can't take you to the station. Can you manage by yourself?"

"Don't worry, I can do it."

After Jiang Jing left, Yun Miao quickly washed up, grabbed her suitcase, and was about to leave when she turned back.

She rummaged through the TV cabinet and found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter belonging to her father, stuffed them into her pocket, and then went out.

As I walked out of the residential area, the black sedan was parked right on the side of the road.

"Miss Yun, let me do it."

Xu Chuan put her suitcase in the trunk and opened the back door for her.

Inside the car, Sheng Yinian looked over.

Perhaps because he came directly from the summit, his eyes still carried a hint of intimidation.

Yun Miao felt flustered after just one glance at him.

She didn't dare to delay, casually greeted someone, and got into the car.

As she leaned forward, a corner of the cigarette in her pocket peeked out, but she didn't notice.

Sheng Yinian glanced at it indifferently and said nothing.

It was Yunmiao's first time riding in a private jet, and she was very curious.

But throughout the journey, she sat quietly and obediently.

After getting off the plane, I got into the car.

She started to get a little impatient, her hands gripping the cigarette pack in her pocket tightly.

Jiang Xiao told me that Sheng Yinian doesn't like the smell of smoke.

If she were to smoke in front of him now, would he be disgusted with her?

Thinking of this, her fingertips holding the cigarette case trembled slightly.

However, she did not take out the cigarette case until the black Bentley drove into the entrance of Yanshu Apartment.

Not being able to inhale is one aspect.

Most importantly, she remembered that Jiang Xiao had mentioned that Sheng Yinian's sensitivity to the smells of tobacco and alcohol was something that had only developed in the last two years.

It's impossible for someone to suddenly become sensitive to a certain smell for no reason; they must have experienced something.

She wasn't sure what Sheng Yinian had gone through, but she could guess it wasn't anything good, so she decided to let it go; this kind of thing shouldn't be taken lightly.