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

After exchanging pleasantries, the four of them walked back to the main house. Zhou Mei took her mother's hand, turned her head to look at her tall and handsome nephew beside her, and asked, "When did Ah Xu come back yesterday?"

Yan Zhixu: "Yesterday at noon."

Zhou Mei: "Have you adjusted to the time difference?"

Yan Zhixu nodded: "After two naps, it's all set."

Zhou Mei exclaimed, "It's so good to be young; you recover so quickly no matter what you do."

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at her daughter and said with a smile, "You're starting to feel sentimental now? Didn't you always say you were still young when you were changing boyfriends?"

This daughter is good in every way—intelligent, beautiful, and from a high-ranking family—but...her private life is unpredictable. She's a hedonist, changing boyfriends on average every three months, and is very capricious.

Both carefree and unrestrained.

Zhou Mei brushed her long hair aside and said, "These are two different things."

Yan Zhixu glanced at her and said, "Wasn't Aunt Mei on vacation in Florida? Why did she suddenly come back?"

Zhou Mei playfully scolded, "I knew you were back, so I flew back especially to see you. And you, why didn't you tell me the exact time you were coming back? I could have picked you up at the airport!"

Yan Zhixu: "I came back on the weekend, and I thought my family would be resting, so I didn't want to disturb them."

Zhou Mei: "Why are you being so polite with your own family? So, according to you, you'd be bothering us on weekdays? Then you'd just make up an excuse—everyone's busy on weekdays, so it wasn't a bother~"

Yan Zhixu smiled lightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The four of them sat down in the living room, and Zhou Mei began to carefully examine Yan Zhixu, saying, "Hmm...it seems like you've changed a bit in the month I haven't seen you."

Yan Zhixu leaned back lazily on the sofa, her hands resting on the armrests, allowing herself to be looked at with an air of nonchalance.

Following her daughter's gaze, Madam Zhou looked at her grandson and asked, "What changes? I just think he's lost a little weight."

Zhou Mei narrowed her eyes and didn't respond for a moment.

She said that Yan Zhixu had changed, not in terms of physical appearance, but in a woman's sixth sense, that is, intuition.

I felt that my nephew's expression was warmer than usual when he came back this time. I wonder what he went through over there.

Her gaze slowly descended from her nephew's handsome features, lingering on his neck, where she suddenly noticed a faint, almost imperceptible mark.

Her phoenix eyes widened involuntarily as she looked at it from a different angle.

Having lived a carefree life and dated countless men over the years, she immediately understood what that mark represented. Looking at her nephew, she smiled mischievously.

Sure, he was supposed to be celibate until he was 30. I thought he was truly without desires, but I never expected him to be such a womanizer.

"Yes, she's just lost a little weight, but otherwise nothing."

She was casual and perfunctory in front of the elderly, but when the aunt and nephew were alone, she asked slyly, "So... you have a girlfriend?"

Yan Zhixu was somewhat surprised: "Did Grandma tell you that?"

Zhou Mei: "No, if she said that, why would I call you here for questioning? Don't change the subject, are you in a relationship?"

They were sitting and chatting in the garden pavilion.

There was a pot of tea warming on the stone table. Yan Zhixu slowly picked up the teapot and filled the two cups with bright yellow tea.

Instead of answering, he asked, "How did you guess that?"

Zhou Mei, her fingers painted with red nail polish, tugged at his collar and said with a suggestive smile, "This mark, tsk tsk, you didn't even try to cover it up. It's so blatantly obvious to everyone. It would be a miracle if I didn't guess it."

Yan Zhixu subconsciously touched her neck, then chuckled softly as if she had just thought of something.

He recalled that Aunt Mei's gaze had been strange in the living room earlier, so she must have noticed it then.

He didn't hide it and nodded in admission: "We did talk."

Zhou Mei's eyes lit up, and she asked, "What does the girl look like? Do you have a photo?"

"Have."

Yan Zhixu put down the teapot, took out his phone, and found a photo of the two of them that Liang Liangwei had sent him. He then showed it to her.

Liang Liangwei likes taking photos, and she would often take photos of the two of them together with her phone, then choose the ones she liked and send them to him.

She even took a picture of the two of them snuggling together intimately afterward. She hadn't planned to send it to him, but he found out and threatened to do it again if she didn't send it. By then, they had already done it twice in a row, and she was so tired that she couldn't even turn over. So she reluctantly sent it to him.

Of course, he locked that card, so he wouldn't let Aunt Mei see it.

Zhou Mei flipped through the photos on her phone one by one, clicking her tongue in amazement. "So pretty! Oh, so cute! It's making a face at you, but you don't react at all. You're looking elsewhere. You're so clueless."

Yan Zhixu glanced at it and said speechlessly, "I was driving at the time."

Zhou Mei ignored his explanation and continued, "The young lady has such a pretty face and great skin. Oh, I love the curve of her eyes in this picture; they're so curved, like crescent moons when she smiles, and they even sparkle!"

Yan Zhixu couldn't help but lean over to look at the photo. The woman in the photo smiled sweetly at the camera, looking charming and beautiful. He was instantly captivated.

The aunt and nephew were so engrossed in looking at the beautiful woman in the photo that they didn't notice a figure standing outside the pavilion.

Lisa stood at the bottom of the steps with a grim expression, listening to the conversation between the two. Feeling extremely frustrated, she subconsciously reached out and plucked a brightly blooming flower.

Yesterday afternoon, she called her mother to tell her that Vito was back. Her mother said that he would take the earliest flight back today. She checked and found that the earliest flight departs at 6 o'clock and arrives at 8 o'clock.

Knowing that her mother would head straight here after landing, she made sure to drive over at the right time.

I never expected to overhear their conversation so coincidentally—he has a girlfriend!

She's a very beautiful woman. Could she be the one mentioned online?

Rumors about the Bosch CEO and his stylist are still circulating online. When she saw them, she even saw someone photoshop their pictures into pink heart-shaped bubbles, saying how well-matched they were and how much they looked like a married couple, which made her furious.

If the photos hadn't originated in China, she would have used her connections to have them all removed!

She had been wondering why he let the scandal grow so big instead of dealing with it, since she couldn't control things in Panda's country.

Now it dawned on me: was the rumor actually true? Did he really get together with that stylist?

Lisa pursed her lips, her face cold, and stood there for a while, seeing that the two of them still hadn't noticed her standing there.

His eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something, and he silently turned and left.

In the open-air flower garden, she saw Old Madam Zhou sitting there sunbathing. She pretended to take out her phone, scrolling through online news, and approached as she read, muttering to herself, "My goodness, this is too bold—"

She looked up at Old Madam Zhou, smiled, and greeted her, "Grandma~"

Old Madam Zhou glanced over and smiled, "You've arrived? Your mother is here..."

“I know, I just saw it. He was talking to Vito over at the pavilion,” Lisa said casually, sitting down opposite her. She looked down at her phone again, then clicked her tongue after a moment. “Grandma, there’s a news article about Vito online. Did you see it?”