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Jian He's return kiss made Cheng Yan feel her love, and the usually restrained Cheng Yan became more proactive than ever at this moment.

Deep down, a passionate voice kept urging him on.

"I want her, I want her..."

Just as the two were about to take their next step, a knock suddenly sounded at the door, pulling them out of their previous enthusiasm.

Cheng Yan asked the doorway with great displeasure.

"Who is it?"

A little girl's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Brother Yan, there's an important phone call that requires your personal attention."

The person speaking was none other than the young girl Cheng Yan had introduced to Jian Ai that morning, the one who was supposed to be his private doctor. Her name seemed to be Tu Qing.

Hearing that she had an important phone call, Cheng Yan finally snapped out of his displeasure.

He got out of bed and gently kissed Jian He's forehead with great affection.

He said to Jian He with lingering enthusiasm, "Wait for me, I'll be back in a bit."

Jian He nodded shyly to him, pulled the thin blanket up and covered herself again, then watched as Cheng Yan took a shirt, put it on, and left the room.

When he left, he deliberately closed the door, but even so, through the narrow crack in the door, Jian He seemed to see Tu Qing's smug look.

Jian He had a strange feeling that this little girl, Tu Qing, harbored some inexplicable hostility towards her. Perhaps she didn't want to see her with Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan's phone call lasted a long time, and even as Jian He grew sleepy, he still hadn't returned.

After running around all day, Jian He was so tired that she finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Cheng Yan woke up the next morning, the villa was empty; he was nowhere to be seen.

Jian He opened her phone and found that Cheng Yan had sent her a text message in the early hours of the previous night.

I have an urgent mission to take care of and will probably be back in a while. Make sure you have everything you need to do and wait for me.

Upon seeing this message, Jian He felt a strange emptiness in her heart.

Cheng Yan is no longer in the capital, so there's no point in her staying here any longer.

So she booked a flight back to Nanluo City to arrange for Jian Qingshan to be brought to Beijing for treatment.

The servants at Cheng Yan's place did not neglect Jian He because of Cheng Yan's departure; they made Jian He a delicious breakfast.

After breakfast, Jian He packed her things and prepared to go to the airport to catch her flight.

As she was leaving with her things, she ran into Tu Qing, who was driving back. Tu Qing parked his car in front of Jian He and spoke to her with a dashing air.

"Are you going?"

Jian He nodded: "Yes, Cheng Yan said he has work, and I'm quite bored staying here alone. I might as well go back to Nanluo City first."

After hearing Jian He's words, Tu Qing asked her through the car window, "Have you booked your plane ticket?"

"Yes, the flight is at ten o'clock."

"Get in the car and I'll see you off."

Tu Qing was driving Cheng Yan's car. She was giving Jian He a ride, so Jian He didn't say much. She opened the car door, picked up her luggage, and got in.

Tu Qing shifted into gear and the car sped off. She drove very aggressively, and when she started, she pressed the accelerator too hard, causing Jian He to stumble and hit her head on the car door.

The slight pain kept Jian He clear-headed. She reached up and rubbed her head. When she looked up, she saw Tu Qing's cold smile in the rearview mirror.

She did it on purpose.

Tu Qing chatted with Jian He while driving.

She said to Jian He with a hint of pride, "I've known Ayan for several years, and we're quite familiar with each other."

Jian He was very unhappy with the way she had deliberately made her bump her head.

With a hint of anger, she said to Tu Qing, "I've known Cheng Yan since I was born! We're childhood sweethearts."

Jian He's words were not an exaggeration. She had heard her father, Jian Qingshan, say that Cheng Yan's mother and her mother were good friends and had a long-standing relationship. Jian He was two years younger than Cheng Yan, and when she was born, Cheng Yan's mother had taken Cheng Yan to Nanluo City.

After seeing Jian He, who had just been born, Cheng Yan went home and cried, begging his mother to give him another baby sister.

It was because of Cheng Yan's insistence that Cheng's mother was able to give birth to Cheng Xue in the end.

Jian He's words made Tu Qing somewhat unhappy.

She asked Jian He, "Then why didn't you get together with Cheng Yan in the first place? Why did you have to wait until after the divorce to get back together with him? Were you just keeping him as a backup plan?"

Tu Qing's words still carried a hint of hostility.

Jian He didn't want to answer the question she threw at her.

However, she could not tolerate Tu Qing's questioning tone.

She raised her face, glanced at Tu Qing who was driving, and said, "If I remember correctly, you're just Cheng Yan's personal doctor, aren't you?"

Tu Qing pursed her lips, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"Since she's his personal physician and provides services to him, even if she's his subordinate, do you have the right to interfere in his love life?"

Tu Qing didn't know how to respond to Jian He's words. She hadn't expected that Jian He, who seemed like a soft lion, could be so sharp-tongued when she was talking back.

"Also, Ms. Tu, I must remind you that whether I'm keeping him as a backup option is none of your business, and I hope you won't try to interfere in our relationship."

"If you like Cheng Yan, you can approach him, you can attract him, but don't use such underhanded methods to retaliate against me."

Jian He's words made Tu Qing feel utterly ashamed.

She sensed the warning in Jian He's words.

For the next ten minutes or so, Tu Qing remained silent, while Jian He fiddled with her phone, dealing with some routine work messages.

A few hours later, Jian He landed at the airport in Nanluo City. Maison and his driver came to pick her up.

As soon as he got in the car, Mason handed Jian He a printed copy of the project proposal that Jian He had forwarded to him.

“Miss, I have read the document that was sent to me. It is absolutely beneficial to the future development of our Jian Group, and there is no harm in it.”

"After a unanimous assessment by our company's senior management, if we proceed with this plan and relocate the Jian Group to Beijing in an orderly manner, it will not only not affect our company's future development, but will also bring us a considerable profit."

"Look, this is the data analysis I had the finance department do..."

Jian He opened the document and began to read it carefully.

She nodded as she read it, showing great interest in the plan.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mason asked, "Miss, who wrote this plan?"