The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

The man's voice came from the phone video, with the unique static texture of audio, which sounded especially gentle and tender in the middle of the night.

Liang Liangwei felt her eardrums being bewitched, both tingly and numb, and her hands gripping the blanket tightened involuntarily.

My heart was filled with sweetness, and I felt as if I were sitting on a cloud, swaying lightly.

"President Yan, we've only been apart for a little over an hour..."

"Only an hour?" Yan Zhixu placed her hand on her brow, gently rubbing it, and chuckled softly, "I can't help it, I really missed you."

He came out of the kitchen, turned off the lights one by one, and slowly walked upstairs back to his room.

Throughout the entire process, his gaze remained fixed on the phone screen, never looking away.

Liang Liangwei rested her chin on her bent knees, watching the man close the door behind him, walk to the bed, and quickly sit back down in his original position, leaning against the headboard and looking at her.

Do you still read books?

Yan Zhixu raised an eyebrow, picked up a book from the side, flipped through it casually, and said listlessly, "You mean this book? I'm not reading it anymore. I didn't really get into it anyway."

He looked up at her again and said quietly, "I sent you messages but you didn't reply, and the phone was busy. I was bored, so I just picked up a book to calm my mind, but I didn't even turn a page in half an hour."

Ah, that tone... why did she detect a hint of resentment in it?

Did her phone call with Yan Bei'an last for half an hour?

Then we absolutely mustn't let him know.

She said, sweating profusely, "It's just a coincidence. I was busy all day today, and then I had dinner with you tonight. My assistant and I could only squeeze in a little time to talk about work before bed, otherwise we'd have to work all at once tomorrow."

Yan Zhixu frowned: "Are you going out again tomorrow?"

Liang Liangwei: "Yeah, I have to go to the western suburbs tomorrow for an outdoor makeup shoot, which will take up most of the day."

No wonder they had to finalize the schedule before bed; otherwise, they could have reported it at the company the next day. He has similar work experience and naturally understands this.

It's heartbreaking to hear about someone working away from home like this for so long.

Yan Zhixu looked at the obvious fatigue in the woman's eyes in the video, his handsome face slightly furrowed, and his expression displeased: "When are you taking a break?"

Liang Liangwei: "The day after tomorrow is my day off. I've made plans for myself: work for 3 to 4 days and rest for one day."

He remembered hearing her say the same thing that day, and knew that she did indeed have a day off planned, so his expression softened slightly.

At the same time, he began to make plans.

Liang Liangwei couldn't help but yawn.

Seeing this, the man sat up straight and said softly, "Go to sleep early, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."

Liang Liangwei wanted to talk to him more, but her eyelids just couldn't stay open any longer, so she could only nod and say, "Okay, goodnight."

"Good night."

~

On the other side, Yan Beian, who had just ended his call with Liang Liangwei, did not go to sleep immediately.

He remained seated on the sofa and opened the WeChat window for Fang Xun.

He didn't tell Liang Liangwei that before Fang Xun tested him that night, she sent him a long message about her being with her uncle, along with that photo.

He wasn't a tech geek from the game company. The reason he was so tired from working overtime at night was because he was distracted by the photos and content Fang Xun sent him all night. He kept getting distracted during meetings and while watching the programmers fix bugs, which led to very low work efficiency. Several senior managers in the company questioned him about it several times.

Rather than saying he was tired, it would be more accurate to say he was in a low mental state.

He couldn't explain why he cared so much about that photo, about the way his uncle looked at Liang Liangwei, about that kind of naked, ardent gaze from a man to a woman.

He even fantasized about being the one standing beside her, looking at her like this, holding her hand...

Suddenly, he raised his hand to his forehead, feeling like he was going crazy. He was actually jealous of his uncle!

The phone in my hand rang.

He remained still, only the pads of the two fingers holding the phone trembled slightly.

After a while, he finally put his hand down, sat up straight, and turned on his phone.

Fang Xun sent a WeChat message: 【I'm back at school~】

Then there's a selfie with the dorm room background, half of her smiling profile—the "injured" side is hidden.

He stared at it expressionlessly for two seconds, silently clicked exit, casually tossed his phone aside, and got up to walk to the bed.

He turned over and lay on his back on the bed in a starfish position.

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, his expression gloomy.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep...

~

Early in the morning, Yan Zhixu got up and went downstairs for a morning run.

He would run into Aunt Zhang every morning when he went for his run, and today was no exception. After running a lap, he met her.

"Good morning, young master."

"Good morning," Yan Zhixu breathed a sigh of relief, slowed her pace, and said, "In a little while, please fry two servings of dumplings, make some millet porridge to soothe the stomach, and boil a few eggs."

Aunt Zhang's eyes lit up: "Does the young master know his girlfriend is here today?"

Yan Zhixu smiled and said, "She's not here, but I made an appointment with her to bring her breakfast. Could you prepare it for me?"

"Oh, okay," Aunt Zhang hurriedly agreed, then stopped after taking a few steps and turned back, "Hey, young master..."

Yan Zhixu had just turned on the financial news in her Bluetooth earphones when she heard the sound, so she turned it off and turned back around: "What?"

Aunt Zhang: "We don't have any lunch boxes at home. I don't have time to go buy any now. Young Master, why don't you go to the supermarket and buy some?"

There is a 24-hour convenience store in the community. Yan Zhixu nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.

He ran two more laps around the track before heading to the supermarket.

He rarely goes to the supermarket. If he needs any daily necessities, either Aunt Zhang buys them or Xu Chaofeng brings them. He asked the store clerk and quickly found a lunchbox, but then he was caught in a dilemma of choice.

Because I don't know which one to choose.

The female shop assistant rarely saw such a handsome customer, and she knew that the residents here were all wealthy and powerful. Her heart was pounding, and she wished she could serve him more and say more to him.

He took the initiative to approach her and asked, "Sir, who did you buy this lunchbox for?"

Yan Zhixu: "Girlfriend."

Shop assistant: "..."

Well, that makes sense. How could a handsome guy who's rich and powerful be single?

"Um... if it's for a girlfriend, I might consider buying a pink one."

“Pink?” Yan Zhixu glanced at the pink Hello Kitty item on the shelf and frowned. “I’ve never seen her use anything pink.”

Shop assistant: "Then red?"

Yan Zhixu thought of her red Wenjie M5; its sleek red body suited her refined beauty, but choosing red for the lunchbox...

He shook his head.

Seeing that the milk tea color looked quite nice, I picked it up, and then picked up the blue one next to it.

"I want these two."

If I bring her breakfast earlier, he definitely won't have time to eat at home, so I might as well take it with me and eat it at the company.

After paying, I carried the dumplings home and smelled the aroma of fried dumplings as soon as I opened the door.

Hearing the sound, Aunt Zhang poked her head out: "Young Master Zhi is back?"

Yan Zhixu responded and placed the lunchbox on the dining table: "I bought it. Please pack it for me in a bit."

"Okay," Aunt Zhang came out, wiping her hands on her apron. Seeing the two lunch boxes, she asked, "Young Master, would you like to take some with you too?"

Yan Zhixu was already walking upstairs: "Mm."

Aunt Zhang didn't ask any more questions and took the lunchbox to wash it.