Mr. Liang, you mustn't covet other people's fiancées!

"The He family's daughter!"

Tian Miao looked at Jiang You with curiosity and asked, "Is it that famous writer, He Yanxi?"

Jiang You looked at Wen Li and nodded: "That's right, it's said that the Liang and He families are already choosing an auspicious date for the engagement."

"My goodness!" Tian Miao covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with excitement. "I love He Yanxi's books so much! I never imagined she would get engaged to President Liang."

Wen Li ate her meal attentively, without saying a word the entire time.

Jiang You's gaze was intense, as if he wanted to see right through her.

Tian Miao was too excited to notice anything unusual about the two of them, and continued, "Vice President Jiang, I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Jiang You then looked away: "What?"

"Could you help me get Ms. He's autograph?"

As she spoke, Tian Miao suddenly remembered that she still had He Yanxi's book in her bag, so she quickly got up to get it.

Wen Li turned to look at her, and when she turned back, her eyes met Jiang You's.

"What's wrong, senior?" she asked, puzzled.

Jiang You rested his arm on the table, leaned forward slightly, and smiled faintly: "I don't have a fiancée."

Wen Li was stunned.

Last time, Liang Chaoxu said that He Yanxi was not his fiancée.

Now Jiang You is saying he doesn't have a fiancée.

The thoughts of these scions of wealthy families are truly unfathomable.

"So, I can..."

Before Jiang You could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tian Miao, who came bouncing back with a book in her hand: "Vice President Jiang, you've worked hard."

You've delayed my expression of feelings!

He turned to look at Tian Miao, gritting his teeth, "It's okay, it's not hard."

"Thank you, Vice President Jiang." Tian Miao quickly handed over the book.

Jiang You leaned back: "I've changed my mind now, I'm not going to get your autograph."

Tian Miao's eyes widened: ?

Wen Li frowned slightly: Tsk.

Jiang You caught a glimpse of Wen Li's micro-expression and inwardly cursed, immediately changing the subject: "Just kidding, give it to me. I'll get it for you another time."

"I knew Vice President Jiang was the best," Tian Miao complimented with a smile. Only by being flexible and adaptable can one achieve contentment.

Wen Lishu relaxed her brow and continued eating.

Tian Miao sat back down in her chair, propped her chin up, and began to analyze seriously: "Just from He Yanxi's writing, I can tell that she is a very gentle girl."

"President Liang has a very good temper. Their marriage should be the kind that allows them to respect each other and live in harmony for a lifetime."

After saying that, Tian Miao was very certain of her thoughts and even nodded seriously.

Jiang You glanced at Tian Miao, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips. He thought to himself, "Since you're helping me out again, I'll get you an autograph."

"Cough cough cough"

Wen Li accidentally choked on the soup and coughed a few times while covering her mouth.

Jiang You pulled out a tissue and handed it to him, his eyes filled with a complicated emotion: "Are you alright?"

Wen Li shook her head, her face flushed red from choking. Seeing this, Tian Miao quickly patted her back to help her catch her breath.

After dinner, as Wen Li saw the two downstairs, snow began to fall softly from the night sky again.

Tian Miao's taxi arrived, and she left first. Jiang You and Wen Li stood at the entrance of the apartment building talking.

"Don't forget Miaomiao's autograph, senior," Wen Li said with a smile.

Jiang You reached out to brush the snowflakes from Wen Li's hair: "Don't worry, I definitely won't forget."

Wen Li subconsciously took half a step back, stepped on a piece of snow that the property management had shoveled out, and slipped.

Jiang You quickly grabbed her arm: "Be careful."

Wen Li also grabbed his collar.

With a pull and a tug, the distance between the two suddenly shrank.

From a slightly rearward angle, it looks exactly like Jiang You lowering his head to kiss Wen Li.

"It's okay, my shoes are a little slippery." Wen Li steadied herself, released Jiang You's collar, and looked down at her feet.

Jiang You followed her gaze and kicked a chunk of snow into the roadside bushes: "The roads are slippery in the snow, so it's best to be careful."

"Okay." Wen Li nodded.

"Let's go upstairs quickly, it's chilly at night, don't catch a cold," Jiang You said, turning to walk towards his car.

Wen Lichong waved to him: "Drive slowly and be careful."

Inside the black Bentley diagonally opposite, it was dimly lit and deserted. Liang Chaoxu, in the driver's seat, stared intently at Wen Li.

Seeing her turn to enter the apartment building, he opened the car door without hesitation, got out, and walked quickly towards her.

"Wen Li".

Upon hearing his hoarse voice, Wen Li instinctively turned her head to look in the direction of its source.

"You do it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liang Chaoxu grabbed her wrist and dragged her toward the back seat of the Bentley not far away.

Open the door, get in the car, close the door—all in one smooth motion.

Before Wen Li could react, his face was already pressed against hers.

She leaned back instinctively, but Liang Chaoxu grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

He kissed her forcefully, as if he were going crazy.

Wen Li resisted and struggled, but the more he struggled, the more fierce and impatient the man became.

She was terrified and trembled uncontrollably.

After forcing herself to calm down, Wen Li seized the opportunity and bit down hard, the smell of blood spreading instantly.

Liang Chaoxu frowned and released her.

"Snap"

Wen Li slapped him.

The sound was particularly clear and piercing in the cramped and narrow carriage.

"Liang Chaoxu, what's wrong with you?" Wen Li's voice trembled.

Liang Chaoxu regained his senses, reached out and pulled her into his arms, patting her back gently.

"I'm sorry I startled you."

"Let go!" Wen Li pushed him with all her might, but couldn't budge him.

"Wen Li." Liang Chaoxu turned his head and whispered in her ear, his voice low and deep, "How could you be so cruel to me?"

Wen Li froze.

"You pushed me away with all your might, yet you could calmly accept Jiang You's kiss." Liang Chaoxu raised his head, met her gaze, and felt a tightness in his throat.

Why?

"What does he have that I don't?"

"Younger than me? But I'm only four years older than you."

"Still richer than me? My family's overall strength is far superior to the Jiang family's."

"Is he living a better life than me? I..."

Seeing that he was becoming increasingly reckless in his speech, Wen Li quickly interrupted, "Liang Chaoxu!"

Liang Chaoxu raised his hand to cup her face, his Adam's apple bobbing, a hint of bitterness in his voice: "Wen Li, you have to give me a reason for repeatedly pushing me away. You can't just sentence me to death without saying a word."

Wen Li's head was held captive by him, and she could only stare straight at him, pondering how to answer.

Liang Chaoxu waited in vain for a reply, then his voice softened: "Don't be afraid, I won't act foolishly like I did before. Just say something."

Wen Li pulled his hand away and moved backward until her back was against the car door before stopping.

The light was dim, and she couldn't see his expression clearly, only hear his breathing gradually slowing down.

Wen Li's tone was as calm as still water: "I can't like you, and I will never like you."

A buzzing sound filled Liang Chaoxu's ears.

Before he could respond, Wen Li opened the car door and got out, her voice carrying the biting wind and snow.

"Listen carefully, then don't bother me again."