On the day of graduation, I was dragged by my rich father to get the certificate

Si Yehan's kisses fell on Gu Wan's forehead, nose, mouth, and neck. She almost forgot to breathe.

He ran his long fingers through her loose hair and his other hand grasped her waist, pressing her deeper into the soft mattress.

Gu Wan could feel his hot body temperature coming through the thin shirt, mixed with a faint scent of ambergris and desire.

"Wanwan..." Si Yehan's voice was low and hoarse. His lips moved up along her collarbone and finally covered her lips.

Gu Wan closed her eyes, feeling his strong yet gentle plunder, her fingers unconsciously grasped the fabric on his chest.

At this moment, the shrill ringing of a cell phone tore through the ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Si Yehan paused for a moment, frowning slightly, but he had no intention of stopping. He deepened the kiss, his hand sliding down Gu Wan's waistline, as if to isolate the annoying ringing sound from the world.

"Yehan..." Gu Wan panted and pushed his shoulder between kisses, "Phone..."

"Don't worry about it." Si Yehan's voice was full of unquestionable command, but it also seemed particularly sexy because of lust.

His lips fell again, this time kissing behind Gu Wan's sensitive ear, causing her to shudder slightly.

But the ringing persisted, like a knife, trying again and again to cut through the gradually heating up atmosphere between the two.

Gu Wan finally turned her head away, avoiding Si Yehan's kiss. "What if... it's something important?" Her voice was as light as a feather, but with a persistence that could not be ignored, "You are the president of Si Group, you can't..."

Si Yehan took a deep breath and rested his forehead against hers, a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes. Finally, he cursed and reached out to grab the flashing phone on the bedside table.

"You'd better be in trouble!" The moment he answered the phone, the temperature in his voice suddenly dropped, and he returned to the cold and stern voice of the Si family leader who was feared in the business world.

Assistant Wu's nervous voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Si, I'm very sorry to bother you, but something went wrong with the project that Mr. Mu just added 8.6 billion to. There was a major loophole in the acquisition agreement, and the other party's legal team is..."

"Damn it!" Si Yehan sat up suddenly, scratching his hair with one hand in annoyance. Gu Wan could see his tense jawline and the storm gathering in his eyes - that was the look she often saw on the covers of business magazines, belonging to the Si Yehan who never gave in at the negotiation table.

When he turned to look at Gu Wan, the hostility in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by deep apology. "Wan Wan, I'm sorry, the company..."

"Go ahead." Gu Wan had already sat up and straightened her messy collar. She tried to make her voice sound calm, and even forced a smile, "Work is important."

Si Yehan reached out and stroked her cheek, his thumb gently brushing across her slightly swollen lips. "Thank you," he whispered, then leaned over and placed a brief kiss on her lips. "I'll make sure to give it to you next time."

"Well, we have a long way to go." Gu Wan nodded, and watched him quickly stand up and tidy up his clothes. Her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

She watched Si Yehan fasten his cuffs as he walked toward the door, his back as straight as a pine tree. The man who had been so gentle and lingering on her just now seemed like an illusion.

The moment the door closed, Gu Wan finally allowed herself to fall back onto the bed and buried her face in the pillow that still lingered with his scent.

Reason told her that she was doing the right thing - Si Yehan was in charge of a business empire worth hundreds of billions, and countless eyes were watching his every move every day.

As his fiancée, she couldn't be so selfish as to leave him behind and become a burden to him.

But emotions were surging in her chest. She reached for the phone on the bedside table, and the screen lit up. The lock screen showed a photo of her and Si Yehan at the finals of Idol With You.

In the photo, he was dressed in a suit, with a rare smile on his lips, and his arm possessively wrapped around her waist. It was the first time that Si Shao, the billionaire president, took the initiative to have intimate contact with a woman in public.

She swiped across the screen and immediately a few notifications popped up on her social media app - all about Si Yehan. The latest financial news flash had a headline that read: "Si Group stirs up trouble again! Rumor has it that Mu Capital is teaming up with foreign capital to seize control, will the richest man in Hai City change hands?"

Gu Wan's finger hovered above the screen, and she suddenly understood why a phone call could make Si Yehan so nervous. This was not an ordinary business crisis, but a life-and-death battle for the future of Si Group. And she was actually secretly disappointed that her intimate moment was interrupted.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and a message from Si Yehan popped up on the screen: "Come back when you're done. Wait for me"

The short six words made Gu Wan's heart leap with joy again. She replied with a "OK" and then stood up and walked to the bathroom. The woman in the mirror had red cheeks, slightly swollen lips, and lust still lingering in her eyes. She turned on the faucet and let the cold water run over her wrists, trying to calm herself down.

"Gu Wan," she whispered to herself in the mirror, "you have to be a woman worthy of him."

This was the first time she warned herself like this, and it wouldn't be the last time. Falling in love with a man like Si Yehan meant accepting his world - a complex world full of power struggles and games of interests. And what could she, a small artist in his company, give him besides understanding and support?

Gu Wan dried her hands and walked out of the bathroom, her eyes falling on the slight dent in the bed sheet - that was where Si Yehan had just pressed. She walked over and gently stroked the wrinkles with her fingers, as if this would retain his warmth.

Outside the window, the night deepened and the neon lights of the city began to flicker. Gu Wan stood in front of the French window, looking at the city below her feet, which was as bright as the stars. The headquarters building of Si Group was not far away. She knew that Si Yehan must be there at this moment, facing the questioning of the board of directors and dealing with the major crisis in front of him.

All she could do was wait and pray.

Si Yehan stood in front of the French window on the top floor of the company, overlooking the lights of the entire city. After more than three hours of crisis management, it finally came to an end. His slender fingers loosened his tie, and a trace of relaxation finally appeared in his tired eyes.

"Mr. Si, the car is ready." Assistant Wu stood at the door, holding Si Yehan's coat.

Si Yehan glanced at his watch - it was 11:20 pm. A full 192 minutes had passed since he was forced to leave Gu Wan.

He remembered Gu Wan's watery eyes when he left, and the coquettish "Come back soon" she said on Green Bubble an hour ago. There was also a photo of her wearing his white shirt and sitting on the sofa.

"Go to 'Heaven on Earth'." Si Yehan's voice was low and hoarse, and his fingertips felt slightly hot when he took the coat.