A pond full of blooming flowers, an ultimate addiction.

Chi Ruiche's deep voice seemed to shroud the name in a layer of ice, and his eyes turned sinister as he stared coldly at the person.

Fan Zenglong was startled, his brows furrowed in alarm, his facial muscles trembled, and he became somewhat panicked.

"It seems I wasn't wrong."

Fan Zenglong pursed his lips, his voice slightly hesitant, "I...I don't understand what you're saying?"

"Your reaction says it all." Chi Ruiche scrutinized him, his voice low and his sharp eyes seeming to see right through him.

Upon hearing this somewhat familiar yet long-unseen name, Jiang Yang and Abu exclaimed, "The Guo family!"

"Abu, don't let him die. Make him spill everything he knows." Chi Ruiche had no patience to deal with him. Since he knew the name, it was his breakthrough point.

"Don't worry, boss." Abu rubbed his hands together, tilted his head, and loosened his muscles.

"You think I'm scared? Don't you even know that even if you beat me to death, I won't say a word..."

Before he could finish speaking, Abu kicked him in the stomach and back. Startled by the sudden injury, Fan Zenglong stumbled backward and sat on the ground, his mouth churning with a faint, bloody liquid. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pah, that's all the tricks I have." Fan Zenglong stubbornly slumped to the ground, clutching his abdomen.

"Let's retreat first." Jiang Yang glanced at the time. They still had to clean up the mess tonight. He glanced at Jiang Guoqing and his daughter lying on the ground and decided to arrange a good place for them.

"it is good."

The mercenaries quickly dealt with the man, and Fan Zenglong, who had just been shouting, was knocked unconscious and carried away.

"Boss, how do you know Guo Yujun?" Abu looked at Chi Ruiche curiously.

Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder and nodded to reassure Chi Ruiche so he could leave. He would handle the rest, and the night could finally be over.

Jiang Guoqing and Jiang Xue were locked up on the fourth floor of the mental hospital, where they were received by special personnel; Fan Zenglong was locked up in the basement, which was the first time Jiang Yi went to Chi Ruiche's villa after returning to China.

In Jiang Yang's villa, Lü Haotian gazed at Jiang Yi lying on the large bed, gently touching her fingertips. Jiang Yi resembled a sleeping princess, her unadorned face rosy and captivating, her long eyelashes drooping slightly as she closed her eyes, her fair skin serene and tranquil.

A bright room, white walls, and the person I love most—everything exudes a subtle warmth, and a feeling of comfort arises spontaneously.

Lu Haotian's gaze was tender and gentle, the love in his eyes no longer concealed, surging towards her, "Yi Yi..."

"Mr. Chi." The housekeeper of Jiang Yang's family opened the door and greeted him respectfully.

Lü Haotian, who was immersed in his own world, also came back to his senses, quickly let go of her hand, walked out of the room and came face to face with Chi Ruiche.

A gentle smile played on Lü Haotian's lips. "Boss, did it go smoothly?"

"Okay, you should go back and rest. You've worked hard." Chi Ruiche said in a light tone.

“Okay, Xiao Si’s medication hasn’t worn off yet. Zhao Mingyang instructed that when Xiao Si wakes up, she should take some of the medicine he prepared, even though the medicine itself won’t harm her.”

Lu Haotian's voice was full of concern, and he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye before leaving.

"it is good."

Chi Ruiche walked to the bedside and sat down. His expression gradually softened. He lowered his eyes to hide the bitterness in his heart, kissed Jiang Yi's forehead, and his voice became warm.

"Yi-yi, thank you for today."

Chi Ruiche had someone investigate all of Fan Zenglong's information, from a model student who inexplicably became a thug, to how he gradually rose to his current position. He had no particular hobbies, except for his love of women; he was unmarried but had many women.

Chi Ruiche recalled that he had someone take photos of Fan Zenglong. Whenever Fan Zenglong appeared, he was always accompanied by women. The private investigator sent him photos of all the women Fan Zenglong had previously been with.

Jiang waved his hand in front of Chi Ruiche's eyes. "What's wrong?" He peeked out and found Chi Ruiche staring intently at a woman's photo.

“Find the same.” Chi Ruiche put one arm around her slender waist, letting her sit on his lap. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his mood improved considerably.

"Which one do you think is better, young master?"

“Everyone’s age is different.” Jiang Yi observed the women’s appearance and clothing. “They all have a beauty mark under their eyes.”

Chi Ruiche suddenly realized, looked at the photos again, and affirmed Jiang Yi's opinion, "My Yi Yi is so smart." He patted the profile picture to comfort the crying child.