A pond full of blooming flowers, an ultimate addiction.

"Your grandfather is really ruthless. This back is like an old wound healing while licking new ones. How old are you? Still resorting to family discipline." Zhao Mingyang muttered as he treated the wounds on Chi Ruiche's back.

Chi Ruiche was too preoccupied to respond to him. His upper body was bare, and the stinging pain from the iodine on his back kept him awake. Afraid that Jiang Yi would find out, he deliberately didn't reply to her messages, planning to invite her to lunch after his wounds were treated.

"You'd better rest. You endured that medicine last night and got beaten up this morning. Even an iron man couldn't take it." Zhao Mingyang packed up the first-aid kit and gave Chi Ruiche a few more pills.

"Thank you for your trouble." Chi Ruiche leaned wearily against the sofa, his eyes half-closed, his whole body limp.

This was the first time Zhao Mingyang had seen Chi Ruiche like this, so listless and weak. "You didn't need to tough it out yesterday. You didn't want the antidote that was offered to you, but you could have had the girl from that day. Anyway, you two were in love, so it's nothing."

"Keep this a secret." Chi Ruiche lit a cigarette, slowly brought it to his lips, and took a light drag. The smoke filled the air, bringing a brief numbness.

"You're so cautious, how could you have fallen for it?" Zhao Mingyang asked, puzzled.

"That glass of wine was offered by Mayor Li, and I have to drink it."

"So how did your grandfather find out about this so quickly?" Zhao Mingyang asked, puzzled, then hesitated.

“How could I possibly hide my every move from him?” Ever since he took this position, his grandfather had planted spies around him. As long as he nodded, his grandfather could know what he was planning.

Zhao Mingyang leaned forward, looking incredulous. "What exactly is your old man planning?"

Chi Ruiche and his grandfather's game of chess had already begun, and so far, his grandfather seemed confident of victory.

"Get some rest. Call me if you need anything." Zhao Mingyang didn't linger and got up to leave.

Chi Family Old House

"Dad, did we work for nothing?" Liu Fengni's son, Chi Zhenwei, came out from behind.

“Once a person has a weakness, he is no longer invincible.” Grandpa Chi gestured for him to drink tea, his gaze piercing through the steam rising from the green tea, his eyes revealing a calculating glint, his wrinkled face unfathomable.

"A weakness?" Chi Zhenwei held his teacup, inhaling the aroma. "You mean?"

"Do you think he resembles the third brother?" Grandpa Chi's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, held a hint of coldness.

Chi Zhenwei was speechless for a moment. The third brother? Chi Jinghui's leg has been crippled for so many years, and he has been hiding in the suburbs, guarding his small plot of land. What is there to compare?

"If my third son were here, I could retire." Grandpa Chi took a sip of tea, glancing up at Chi Zhenwei's changing expression. Of all his sons, only Chi Jinghui resembled him the most, which was a pity.

After taking a short rest, Chi Ruiche called Jiang Yi, but Youming answered the phone.

"Mr. Chi, Ms. Jiang is filming and has instructed that if you call back, she would like to invite you to lunch."

"Okay, tell her I'll go pick her up." The burning pain in my back was a little better than before. I washed my hair to clear my head, changed into clean clothes, sprayed some perfume to cover up the smell of the medicine on my body, and went to the company to handle some work.

Since Jiang Yi had just arrived, she had relatively little working time. Basically, she could finish shooting one outfit at a time. After this period of adjustment, Jiang Yi's performance in front of the camera has become better and better.

"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Zhai." Jiang Yi walked over and greeted Zhai Rong with a sincere attitude, her skirt trailing behind her.

Zhai Rong was pleased with Jiang Yi's progress. Judging from Lü Haotian and Liu Shiya's attitudes towards her, she guessed that Jiang Yi was probably someone's rich daughter experiencing life. Fortunately, Jiang Yi was not arrogant and didn't talk much during her break, waiting quietly by herself.

"Filming here is finished, you can get some rest now." Zhai Rong and Jiang Yi have a dedicated person to coordinate everything, and the specific time and filming tasks will be arranged.

"it is good."

"Let's have dinner together," Zhai Rong said, inviting them to join him as the time was about right.

"Sorry, maybe next time." Jiang Yi was completely focused on Chi Ruiche. In the past, Chi Ruiche would send her a message to explain if he didn't have time to reply, but he would send her a message every morning, which was different today.

Zhai Rong shrugged, "It's okay, let's go." He and his assistants put down the equipment and left.

Jiang Yi changed her clothes and removed her makeup. When she went downstairs, she saw Chi Ruiche leaning against the car, wearing sunglasses, a black shirt, and a belt that accentuated his masculinity. His head was down, and his black hair shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

Chi Ruiche caught sight of Jiang Yi out of the corner of his eye. The gloom between his brows vanished, replaced by a warm smile. His bright, deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Yi; she was the only one in his sight.

"Yi-yi." Chi Ruiche, wearing a pair of black leather shoes, walked lightly and took the handbag from her hand.

"Are you wearing perfume?" Jiang Yi smelled the scent on him; it was a woody fragrance.

"You smell a bit like cigarette smoke." Chi Ruiche hardly ever uses perfume because Jiang Yi gets carsick, especially in a closed car, where a strong perfume smell makes her feel uncomfortable.

"Che, smoke less." Chi Ruiche has a smoking habit, but he never smokes in front of Jiang Yi.

"Okay, let's go eat."

"Good girl." Jiang Yi touched his hair, just like he did. Chi Ruiche bent down and lowered his head to match her action, smiling indulgently and helplessly.

"Let's go to the restaurant downstairs from your company. I don't have any filming this afternoon, so I can keep you company on your way to work." Jiang Yi revealed a mischievous smile.

"it is good."

Chi Ruiche opened the car door, and Uncle Wang smiled and gestured, "Miss Jiang."

"Let's drive."

“I called you yesterday but you didn’t answer. Abu said you were socializing.” Jiang Yi leaned against Chi Ruiche’s chest, fiddling with his cuffs, her brows slightly furrowed, as if there was a scent other than perfume about her.

"I drank too much last night and was afraid I'd say something inappropriate and scare you."

"Then why didn't you text me this morning?" Jiang Yi seized on his "weak point" and said angrily, "Were you really okay yesterday? Did you just drink too much?" Jiang Yi stared at him, trying to find the answer on his face.

Chi Ruiche avoided her gaze and touched her earlobe: "I'm sorry, it won't happen again next time." His expression was sincere and humble, making it hard to scold him.

"Che, tell me next time, I can take care of you." Standing up, she held his hands in her own, her slender fingers pointing out that Jiang Yi said solemnly, "Feelings are mutual."

"Che, as long as it's you, I'll do anything." Jiang Yi blushed, but expressed her feelings with the most tender gaze.

Chi Ruiche raised his eyebrows and smiled, then lowered his head to kiss her forehead, saying slowly and gently, "It's so good to have you, Yi Yi."