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

Port City Evening

The flight from Saudi Arabia to the port city landed at 7:35 p.m.

Yan Zhixu, dressed in all black, wearing a black mask, with her eyes downcast, pushed her suitcase with one hand and walked out of the arrival gate discreetly, taking advantage of the crowd of passengers from the same flight.

Xu Chaofeng, who was also wearing a mask, followed behind him.

As Yan Zhixu walked, he took out his phone. After turning it on, various messages flooded in. He casually scanned them, opened WeChat, and clicked on Liang Liangwei's window.

The message was still stuck on the last one she sent him a few days ago. He was able to sleep that night and didn't reply in time. The next day, he learned that he was being monitored and couldn't contact her.

Later, while she was in Indonesia, she asked Xu Chaofeng to contact her using a local mobile phone to tell her about the situation there and to ask her not to contact him either.

She was obedient and really didn't send him any more messages.

She posted on her WeChat Moments more frequently than before, as if she had reached some kind of tacit understanding with him, letting him know her daily activities in this way.

He opened her WeChat Moments. He had been on the go all day, with various things happening, and he hadn't had time to go in and check her posts yet. This was the first time.

She only posted one message this morning, around 7 a.m., probably shortly after she woke up. At that time... she probably saw the message he sent her using a Saudi local phone number, so she "replied" with this message on her WeChat Moments.

He looked at the contents several times with gentle eyes, a doting smile spreading across his lips beneath his mask.

[...because I just received some very good news...and I also hope that everything goes well for the people I care about.]

Is the person you're worried about him?

His slender fingers swiped and tapped on his phone, then he opened the photo album, which contained many of her photos: selfies she sent him, and photos he had saved after seeing them on her WeChat Moments.

He looked through each one carefully until Xu Chaofeng behind him stepped forward to ask for instructions.

"Mr. Yan, should we book the Grand Hyatt or the Victoria Hotel?"

Yan Zhixu snapped out of his daze, exited his phone and put it away, his expression instantly returning to its cold and stern state.

"Let's see if there are any flights to Huacheng tonight. If there are, we'll go straight back."

He couldn't wait to see her immediately, not even for a minute longer!

Xu Chaofeng was taken aback. So urgent?

Since President Yan hadn't asked him to book a flight to Huacheng, he assumed he would stay overnight in Gangcheng to rest before booking a flight back to Huacheng early the next morning.

But since his boss said so, he had no choice but to do as he was told.

The smoking area was just ahead. Yan Zhixu pushed her suitcase over and found a place to sit down.

Xu Chaofeng sat on the other side and began searching for the latest flight information.

Yan Zhixu placed his suitcase in front of him, propped his phone against the handle, slowly took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, turned his head, lit it with one hand, and then gently exhaled a smoke ring.

He picked up his phone and flipped through it. He heard the door to the smoking room being pushed open, and he immediately put his phone away alertly and turned his head to look.

They were two Hong Kongers speaking Cantonese, with cigarettes in their mouths. They couldn't wait to light one as soon as they came in, then sat down with smiles and started talking loudly.

It was a bit noisy. Yan Zhixu frowned, turned her head to the other side, and raised the hand holding the cigarette to pinch the bridge of her nose.

A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes. He pulled down his black mask, revealing his sharply defined jawline, exuding a refined and aloof air.

Xu Chaofeng checked the flight information, glanced at her boss, and saw that he looked displeased. She knew he was annoyed by the two people still talking loudly, so she quickly stepped forward and whispered, "President Yan, there is one last flight to Huacheng tonight, departing at 11 o'clock."

It's already 8 o'clock, there are still 3 hours left.

Yan Zhixu made a quick decision: "Book the tickets."

Xu Chaofeng quickly booked the tickets, and the two spent nearly an hour in the smoking area.

Fortunately, the two people who were talking left quickly. Yan Zhixu closed his eyes and rested for a while. Around 9 o'clock, Xu Chaofeng went to check in his luggage, and then the two of them leisurely checked in.

At 11:05, the plane took off on time and headed to Hwaseong.

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It started snowing again that night. Although it wasn't very heavy, if it snowed like this all night, everything would be covered in white again when we woke up tomorrow.

Liang Liangwei savored a bottle of Bosch red wine she had brought back from Yan Zhixu's house that day, while watching the snow fall outside the window.

She has recently developed a fondness for the pure and mellow taste of Bosch red wine, and she enjoys a glass at home from time to time. Sometimes, when she's in the mood, she'll even have a refill.

Then, feeling slightly tipsy, I drifted off to sleep, and when I woke up the next day, I felt particularly relaxed and found it easy to get into the zone at work.

After washing up and getting into bed, her cheeks were hot and red. She thought she was also drunk tonight. Her body felt weak and her head was drowsy.

I just... really want a man.

That jerk, another day without contacting me!

When are you finally coming back?

In a daze, she gradually fell asleep.

It was described as a deep sleep, but it also carried a hint of wakefulness, as if it had returned to the ambiguous situation of frequently dreaming about ambiguous relationships with men.

It seems that she rarely had those kinds of dreams after they officially got together, probably because she had already gotten what she wanted in reality and didn't need to go through the trouble of having dreams.

But tonight, that feeling returned; her constant longing finally drew the man into her dreams once more.

In her dream, the two were kissing passionately when suddenly a "click" sound came from somewhere. She seemed startled and abruptly opened her eyes.

The room was lit by a soft nightlight, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere, but then the abrupt sound of the door opening and closing rang out.

She glanced at the silent clock on the wall; it was 3:30 a.m.

Is there a burglar in your home?

As if to confirm her thoughts, footsteps sounded outside, seemingly from slippers, and there was also the faint sound of... suitcase wheels rolling?

suitcase!!

She immediately sat up, her eyes fixed intently on the door, her heart racing, a mixture of surprise and doubt on her face.

An answer was about to emerge in my mind—he's back, isn't he? Isn't he?

The sound of wheels outside the door stopped, and the person who came in seemed to be doing something. A moment later, the sound of sending and receiving messages on a mobile phone could be heard.

Liang Liangwei couldn't wait any longer and immediately turned on the lights in the room.

Almost simultaneously, a man's voice rang out from outside the door: "Weiwei? Still awake?"

Liang Liangwei got out of bed, quickly put on her shoes, and ran to open the door.

Outside the door, Yan Zhixu stood in the living room, looking travel-worn. A hint of fatigue showed on his usually stern face. He wore a black overcoat, which seemed to carry the wind, snow, and cold air that had come in from outside.

She was both surprised and delighted, and also felt sorry for him.

He's lost weight.

"You're back?"

"Hmm," Yan Zhixu placed the keys on the coffee table, her voice tinged with apology, "Was I the one who woke you up? I'm sorry, I was trying to be quieter, but I still woke you up..."

Liang Liangwei couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward to hug him.

Yan Zhixu immediately hugged her back.

She lifted her head in his arms, cupped his face in her hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his long-lost lips.

"I miss you so much~"