Spring Night Kiss.

Even though they are on vacation, they cannot neglect their daily training.

Xu Zhouye had just finished his strength training and was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window of the gym, drinking water, when his phone rang.

Jiang Yunsheng's name flashed twice on the screen. He answered the call, but before he could even speak, he was met with a barrage of harsh words.

"You didn't even report back to me when you went back to Jingzhou. You think you're all grown up now?"

Xu Zhouye felt wronged: "When Dad is home, you have to be with him; when he's not home, you have to attend wives' gatherings. Do you even have time to listen to my reports?"

Jiang Yunsheng felt guilty for a moment on the other end of the phone, but denied it aloud: "Don't change the subject. If I hadn't heard that you showed up at the auction, I wouldn't have known."

"Oh, I'll be back for a few days during summer break," he said lazily, putting down his water glass.

"and then?"

"And then?"

Jiang Yunsheng was speechless: "Did your daughter-in-law come back with you?"

Xu Zhouye's lips curved slightly: "So that's why you're suddenly so concerned about me. It turns out you had ulterior motives."

"You're a grown man, you won't get lost, but my daughter-in-law might." She paused, then said disdainfully, "I have absolutely no faith in your charm."

Xu Zhouye: "...Heh."

Don't believe in his charm?

With millions of car enthusiasts worldwide, captivating Song Qingjia is a piece of cake.

Ms. Jiang is just worrying unnecessarily.

"So what advice do you have?" he asked.

"Nothing much to advise you on. Your Aunt Zhao and I are currently enjoying the hot springs at Yanxi. If you and your daughter-in-law are free, why don't you come and soak for a couple of days?"

"Soaking in a hot spring on a 30-degree summer day?"

Jiang Yunsheng couldn't help but roll her eyes, and said patiently, "What do you know? Cold water hot springs."

"Cold water? Won't that make you catch a cold?"

"…Talking to you is so boring." Jiang Yunsheng hung up the phone directly.

Xu Zhouye curled his lips slightly and tossed his phone aside.

Soaking in a hot spring? That sounds interesting.

He got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out after changing his clothes, Song Qingjia was rushing downstairs.

Seeing that he didn't stop walking, he just turned his head and quickly said, "I'm going out for a bit, I won't be back for dinner."

He raised an eyebrow and reached out to grab her wrist.

Song Qingjia bumped into Xu Zhouye's chest, and the refreshing scent of citrus filled her nostrils.

"Where to?" he asked, looking down, his breath tickling his earlobe.

"Lingyi asked me to let go, I'm going to be late."

Before he could let go, she turned around, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips: "Be good, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, she slipped out of his hand, ran a few steps to the door, pushed it open, and left.

Xu Zhouye stood at the top of the stairs, touched the corner of his lips, and chuckled softly.

-

In the corner café, Shen Lingyi had been sitting for quite a while, idly watching the street scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Hearing footsteps, he turned around and saw Song Qingjia's bright and beautiful face.

She smiled, her eyes narrowing, and looked Qingjia up and down before winking. "Our Qingjia is radiant with beauty, nourished by love."

Song Qingjia put her bag aside, glanced at her, and asked, "Wasn't I beautiful before?"

"So beautiful, the most beautiful in the world."

This is the truth.

She only approached Song Qingjia to befriend her because she was pretty.

From high school to now, almost ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Qingjia gave a soft hum, sat down opposite her, and ordered an iced Americano.

The coffee arrived quickly. She picked it up and took a sip. The crushed ice against the side of the cup dispelled some of the summer heat.

"Have you managed to appease Lu Yanbai yet?"

Shen Lingyi chuckled, "Does he need me to coax him? I can just beckon him and he'll come running."

She put down her cup, picked up a bag from the chair next to her, and pushed it over: "Here, this is your birthday present. I spent a long time picking it out."

Song Qingjia took the bag and was about to open it when the other person quickly stopped her.

"You can't watch it now, you can watch it when you get back."

Her smile was so sinister that Song Qingjia instantly guessed what was in the bag.

"...I won't wear it."

Shen Lingyi's smile deepened: "I didn't make you wear it, it's for your husband."

Song Qingjia: "..."

Should she thank Xu Zhouye on his behalf?

"Dog ears, and a tail~" Shen Lingyi winked and said, "I've already let Lu Yanbai try it on, and it's really cool."

Song Qingjia: "..."

Is it really that exciting?

Are you really not just asking for trouble?

"Where did you find all this random stuff..." Song Qingjia couldn't help but complain.

Shen Lingyi: "AO3, it's a fanfiction website, the authors on it have such wild imaginations."

This was the second time Song Qingjia had heard of this website, which piqued her intense curiosity: "Is this a legitimate website?"

"Why not?" Shen Lingyi said. "To be honest, I only found out about this website because I came across fanfiction about you and Xu Zhouye online."

Song Qingjia: "..."

Shen Lingyi blinked: "I strongly suggest you read it. It might even improve your relationship with Xu Zhouye."

She added: "Sexual intimacy in bed."

Song Qingjia: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome, darling. I'm your love bodyguard, and protecting your love is my mission."

The two chatted jokingly about trivial matters until Shen Lingyi's phone suddenly rang.

He is her assistant.

She answered the call, listened to one sentence, and sat up straight.

"Really? I'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, she was extremely excited: "Qingjia, my darling, I'm going to be rich! A big client has come!"

-

Shen Lingyi's studio is located in an old villa within the Second Ring Road. The first floor is an exhibition hall, and the second floor is a design studio and reception area.

As she pushed open the door, the young woman at the front desk looked up, smiled when she saw Shen Lingyi, and said, "Sister Lingyi, Miss Zheng is in the reception room on the second floor."

Shen Lingyi nodded, tossed the car keys on the front desk, and led Song Qingjia upstairs.

The wooden staircase creaked softly underfoot. The walls were a light beige, adorned with framed reproductions of several design sketches. Light fell on the intricately cut facets of the gemstones, illuminating the details with remarkable clarity.

"Come sit in my office for a while. I'll go and meet this generous philanthropist who gave me the money first," Shen Lingyi said to Song Qingjia.

Her jewelry studio business wasn't actually doing very well.

One reason is that the brand has not been established for long and has not yet accumulated much brand history.

Another reason is that she has a sworn enemy who always steals her clients.

But none of that matters; gold will always shine.

And look, a major client has come knocking on our door!

Song Qingjia nodded, watching her walk with such excitement that her steps were almost unsteady. As she pushed open the door to the reception room, the woman sitting inside flashed past.

She paused, what a coincidence.

Shen Lingyi's major client turned out to be Zheng Zhiyi, Nie Yuhuai's fiancée.