To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Thinking of Song Qingci's graceful figure, he unconsciously rubbed his fingers together.

I must say, the taste was absolutely wonderful.

Although he had been intimate with Song Qingci, Xu Zifeng also said that he was just a fish that Song Qingci kept.

Perhaps Song Qingci has raised many fish like himself, so since that's the case...

Then I won't have to feel guilty anymore, right?

After all, if what Xu Zifeng said is true, then he is not the only one who is related to Song Qingci.

Although thinking this way is somewhat sordid, it is very likely to be true.

Now that the white moonlight has returned, this relationship should end.

Suppressing his slightly complicated feelings, Jiang Jinhuan selected a few more gifts and drove to Song Qingci's villa.

He had just reached the door when it opened from the inside.

Song Qingci wore a burgundy velvet dress, her hair was slightly curled, and her makeup was exquisite, making her look bright and beautiful.

"You've come." A slight smile played on her lips, her eyes sparkling. "Come in quickly."

Song Qingci stepped forward and took Jiang Jinhuan's hand.

As soon as Jiang Jinhuan entered the living room, Song Qingci rushed forward and hugged Jiang Jinhuan's neck.

A sweet, refreshing kiss landed on Jiang Jinhuan's lips.

Her graceful figure wriggled gently in his arms, igniting a hidden flame within him.

He couldn't help but think of the alluring sensation of Song Qingci's delicate body.

Then he remembered Xu Zifeng's words, that he was just a fish raised by Song Qingci.

For no apparent reason, a sense of disgust and tyranny rose within him.

Their movements also became rough.

Song Qingci let out a gasp, followed by the sound of clothes being torn.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, from the doorway all the way to the bedroom door.

Jiang Jin Huan returned to the living room two hours later.

Several exquisite gift boxes, including watch boxes, tie boxes, and clothing boxes, were neatly arranged on the coffee table in the living room.

"These are for you." Song Qingci walked a little awkwardly at this moment, but the spring fever on her face had not yet dissipated, and it still made people's mouths dry.

Song Qingci's face was now filled with alluring charm and satisfaction. She moved her feet carefully, as if she was enduring something.

Reaching the gifts, she opened each box, saying, "These are gifts I specially prepared for you. There's a watch, a tie, and a suit, all custom-made. See if you like them."

At this moment, Song Qingci looked at Jiang Jinhuan with a somewhat humble expression!

Where is the aloofness and pride of a CEO now?

Jiang Jinhuan walked over and glanced down at it.

The watch is a limited edition from a well-known Swiss brand, with an exquisite dial and a dark brown alligator leather strap, making it look quite valuable.

He picked up the watch, wanting to take a closer look, but his fingers touched something inside the watch strap.

He turned the watch strap over and saw a line of small characters engraved on it: "Bai Zifeng's eternal love!"

Jiang Jinhuan's fingers paused.

Bai Zifeng? The Bai family? Song Qingci's white moonlight?

What does Song Qingci mean by giving the watch meant for Bai Zifeng to herself?

Or perhaps, this gift was a hint to herself.

Remind him to recognize his own position and remind him that his marriage to her was only a marriage of convenience.

Jiang Jinhuan looked up and saw Song Qingci's longing gaze.

But this time, Jiang Jinhuan was surprisingly calm.

His fingers gently kneaded the watch strap.

This watch was originally intended for Bai Zifeng by Song Qingci, and it was also a test for herself!

His expression remained unchanged; he simply and calmly put the watch back into the box.

Then I covered it up and pushed it to the side.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Song Qingci asked, somewhat puzzled and even flustered, when he put down his watch.

"It's nothing, I just feel this watch is too expensive, and I'm not used to wearing it."

Jiang Jin Huan waved his hand and refused the gift.

She believed Song Qingci could understand, and that he didn't care about being her husband. She didn't need to test him!

But when Jiang Jinhuan thought about it, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable with Song Qingci's earlier madness, and he also felt that Song Qingci was too casual.

How could she do this to her beloved "white moonlight"?

Or is Song Qingci really that kind of person?

Jiang Jinhuan's expression remained calm, revealing nothing unusual to Song Qingci.

Song Qingci hurriedly picked up the tie and suit jacket beside her: "What about these? Do you think they're suitable?"

She was like a pet craving its owner's attention.

Jiang Jinhuan took the gifts and looked at them. He wasn't sure if these gifts had any unique markings that belonged to Bai Zifeng.

He looked at his tie and then at his suit, but couldn't find anything unusual. It seemed that Song Qingci had ultimately given him some face.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinhuan nodded: "Everything is fine, thank you for your trouble!"

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Song Qingci finally smiled, then turned around to pour him some water.

Jiang Jinhuan watched Song Qingci's retreating figure and felt that Song Qingci was acting strangely today.

Because she was too compliant today.

Song Qingci returned with a water cup and carefully placed it in front of Jiang Jinhuan.

His gaze fell once again on the watch box that Jiang Jinhuan had pushed aside.

"You really don't like the watch?" She walked over, picked up the box, and said, "I've been looking at this style for a long time. The salesperson said it's a limited edition and very popular!"

Song Qingci looked at Jiang Jinhuan, her eyes still filled with a glimmer of hope!

Jiang Jin Huan refused without hesitation, saying, "I've already said, this watch is too expensive, I'm not used to wearing it!"

This can also be interpreted as, "You, Song Qingci, are a noblewoman from a wealthy family, while I, Jiang Jinhuan, am a poor boy who is not worthy of you."

Song Qingci quickly replied, "Then, if you don't want to wear it, you can keep it for yourself!"

These can be considered luxury items. Not only are they worn, but some watch enthusiasts will specifically acquire watches to collect.

These limited-edition watches have high collectible value.

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Song Qingci. Collection? What did she mean?

Jiang Jinhuan tapped the table lightly with his finger, somewhat confused about Song Qingci's thought process.

Does she mean to let herself be a fish in her fish tank?

Jiang Jinhuan narrowed his eyes and said, "President Song, I don't have a hobby of collecting these things! Nor do I like to spend my time on such matters. I think it's better for President Song to handle it personally!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingci trembled slightly, and said with a somewhat forced smile, "Why are you still calling me President Song?"

Jiang Jinhuan scratched his head and said, "I can't change it right away, but I'll be careful!"

However, this time he did not call out Song Qingci's name.

With a forced smile, Song Qingci placed the watch box on the table. "Okay, I'll leave it here for now. Whenever you want it, just come to my room to get it!"

A knowing glint flashed in Jiang Jinhuan's eyes. Sure enough, she wanted him to continue being kept like a fish.

However, since he and she were not divorced yet, he didn't need to take this matter seriously, so he nodded and said, "I understand!"