He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

"Of course, Mr. Huo!" Lin Wanzhi relaxed completely when she mentioned Xia Ruo, and even a smile appeared on her face.

"Ruo Ruo is my best friend who grew up with me since childhood. She is the person I trust the most. She tells me everything."

Zhou Siyan narrowed his eyes.

It's Xia Ruo again.

A bold guess suddenly popped into his head.

But he didn't show it.

A few seconds later, he stood up, buttoned the bottom button of his suit jacket, and his voice returned to its usual businesslike indifference:

"Alright, I understand. Go out and call Zhang Nan in."

Lin Wanzhi felt as if she had been granted a pardon, and she stood up abruptly, sliding her chair back half a step.

She bent down, giving a near ninety-degree bow: "Thank you, Mr. Huo! Goodbye, Mr. Huo!"

The moment the door closed behind her, she leaned against the wall in the hallway and let out a long breath.

"I was so scared, so scared..." she muttered softly, fanning her burning cheeks with her hand, then took a deep breath and quickly walked towards Zhang Nan's workstation.

In the office, Zhou Siyan sat back down on the sofa.

I picked up my phone, scrolled through my chat history with "Wanwan," and started reading from the first message, one by one.

Those coquettish, sweet, and emoji-filled words quietly overlapped with another name.

A very faint smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth:

"Xia Ruo..."

-

Xia Ruo felt a chill run down her spine as soon as she arrived at the dormitory. "Achoo—"

She rubbed her nose, looked around, and saw that the windows were closed and the air conditioner wasn't on.

strangeness.

She changed out of her pajamas and sprawled on the bed watching mindless short dramas.

As she scrolled through her phone, she felt like something was missing today.

Mu Zhizhi peeked out from the upper bunk, her hair hanging down like a curtain in a waterfall cave:

"Ruoruo, a boy came to the dorm looking for Wanzhi today. He's quite handsome."

"Hmm." Xia Ruo didn't even lift her eyelids. Lin Wanzhi, as the female lead, has countless suitors; what's so news about that?

"Is this all you're going to do?" Mu Zhizhi muttered in dissatisfaction, strongly protesting Xia Ruo's coldness.

"This is normal, Zhizhi, you have to get used to it!" Xia Ruo said in a nonchalant tone.

Mu Zhizhi pouted and shrank back.

Xia Ruo continued watching the show. When she got to the third episode, her fingers suddenly stopped—the domineering CEO on the screen was forcibly kissing the female lead, and her mind went blank.

She realized something was off.

Today, Zhou Siyan asked her how work was going—and that was the end of it.

He didn't contact her again all day.

Xia Ruo opened the chat window and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

During this period, she has been pouting at Zhou Siyan on her phone every day, from "Brother, baby misses you so much" to "Brother, did you miss baby today?" She has gotten more and more used to saying it, and it is almost becoming muscle memory.

Moreover—she checked her WeChat Wallet—she had received so much money lately that the bank had called her three times to ask if she wanted to open a private financial account.

She held her phone to her chest, stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, then picked it up again and typed a line:

"Brother, I'm back at my dorm after get off work~ I missed you so much, brother~"

After posting it, I felt it wasn't strong enough, so I added another one:

"My brother didn't reply to me this morning. Does he not love me anymore? ┭┮﹏┭┮"

After thinking for a moment, she added another point, her tone even more aggrieved:

"Did my brother get hit on by a blonde beauty abroad? I'm getting jealous."

After sending it, she stared at the screen, feeling genuinely a little uneasy.

She turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

My phone vibrated.

She immediately turned over.

Zero: [No. My eyes are only for the baby.]

Xia Ruo's lips curved slightly.

Zero: [I had something urgent to check, so I didn't check my phone during the day.]

Xia Ruo's smile faded again.

She stared at the words "urgent matter," feeling a slight pang in her heart.

She couldn't quite explain what was causing her disappointment...

Maybe it's because that "something urgent" is more urgent than his "baby"? Isn't he supposed to only have eyes for his baby? What could be more important than his "baby"?

No, no!

Xia Ruo sat up straight, patted her face, and the two crisp "slap slap" sounds made by her palms against her cheeks were particularly loud in the quiet dormitory.

Wake up, Xia Ruo! Don't be fooled by his gentleness!

You should be happy! He finally has something more important to do! He's busy with his own things, and you're dragging your feet—that's the result you wanted most.

Your goal is immortality!

She mentally repeated the "survival principle" three times, then took a deep breath and sweetly replied:

"Brother, you've worked hard!"

After sending it, she felt that her message was too perfunctory.

Just as I was about to send another cat rubbing against my leg emoji to salvage the situation, the other person popped up first.

Zero: [Baby, do you want to know what I look like?]

Xia Ruo's finger hovered above the screen, and she froze.

What does Zhou Siyan look like?

She searched her memory and found that her impression of him was completely vague.

The novel describes him as having "cold features," "deep-set eyes," and "noble demeanor," but even with these words combined, she still couldn't picture a specific face.

None of the photos he posted on his WeChat Moments showed his face directly; there were only a few pictures of him wearing a hat and sunglasses, as if he was deliberately avoiding the camera.

Why did he suddenly ask that?

Before Xia Ruo could reply, another message popped up on the other end.

Zero: [Baby, do you want to know my name?]

Zero: [What's the company name?]

Three came in quick succession, like a barrage of bullets, each one heavier than the last.

Xia Ruo stared at the three lines of text, her heart pounding.

Asking her if she knows what he looks like can be interpreted as a small test during the ambiguous stage of a relationship.

Asking her if she knew his name was a bit odd.

They had been dating online for six months, and she had never asked him for his real name, nor had he ever brought it up himself.

The two of them tacitly circled around this topic for half a year.

Is he suddenly going to lay his cards on the table?

Asking her if she knew his company name—this wasn't just a test, it was handing her a knife.

Why did he ask that?

Is he testing whether she knows or not?

Or do I want to see how she reacts?

She absolutely couldn't let him say it, because the moment he did, he would be asking himself the same question.

But she couldn't say "I don't want to know," as that would only make him more suspicious.

Your girlfriend, deeply in love, is asking you to reveal your identity. You say, "I don't want to know"? Are you sincere or just pretending?

She took a deep breath, speaking as lightly as possible, with a hint of coquetry:

"Is your brother finally going to tell you the truth? I've always thought he was so mysterious!"

After sending it, she stared at the screen, her heart pounding.

The screen on the other end showed "typing," flashed a few times, and then disappeared.

It flashed a few more times.

It disappeared again.

Xia Ruo felt like she was waiting for a verdict.

The message finally popped up.