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

Liang Liangwei: [Are you asleep? How's your wound?]

Her words, full of concern, softened the man's gaze.

Yan Zhixu: [I haven't slept yet. I just cleaned it up, and Bei'an reapplied the medicine for me.]

He opened his camera, turned on the front-facing camera, took a selfie of his forehead and shoulders, and sent it to the camera.

Liang Liangwei quickly replied: 【Did it get wet?】

Yan Zhixu: [No.]

Liang Liangwei: [Are you in bed? Getting ready to sleep?]

Yan Zhixu took out her tablet, opened her work email, and started working on it.

Then I took a picture with my phone and sent it over.

It's not even 10 PM yet, I'm not going to bed that early. I asked my girlfriend if I could reply to a few emails, please approve.

Liang Liangwei over there found it amusing.

The way this man is being so cautious is really... so touching!

However, it's not even 10 o'clock yet, it's still very early, and it's unrealistic to expect him to do nothing.

[Okay, approved, but it can't be later than 11 PM. You must finish your work and go to bed before then!]

Yan Zhixu smiled and said, "Okay."

After sending the "OK" message, he weighed his phone in his palm.

His dark eyes were lowered, his gaze fixed on the conversation between the two, and Yan Bei'an's words of advice echoed in his ears.

You should tell Weiwei this, not me.

[Weiwei is your girlfriend. You may not care about others, but you shouldn't be indifferent to your girlfriend's feelings.]

[...like going home with my boyfriend to meet his parents!]

That last sentence was like a thorn, stabbing him hard in the heart.

Knowing full well that this wasn't the truth, he wanted to refute it, but couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

Because no matter the reason, once it happened, it happened.

Mingming had just told Liang Liangwei before he came back that he was going to take her home next week and that he would go home with her too. But tonight's situation really made it seem like he had done it with another woman behind her back.

She frequently texted Yan Bei'an to ask about tonight's situation, wondering if he felt the same way.

A sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

After a moment of silence, he decisively exited the WeChat page, found Liang Liangwei's phone number, and dialed it directly.

Liang Liangwei answered quickly, her voice filled with surprise: "Weren't you going to reply to an email? Why are you calling me?"

"Weiwei..." He was about to speak when he heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, and he paused.

His apartment is connected to a mobile smart home system, and with a smart key, it can automatically recognize the elevator and the main door, so there is no need to open the door with a key at all.

"You... went back to your place tonight?"

Liang Liangwei closed the door, changed her shoes in the entryway, paused for a moment after hearing this, and replied, "Yes."

Yan Zhixu tightened her grip on her phone: "Didn't you move to my place? Why are you moving back over there?"

Liang Liangwei walked to the sofa, sat down, put down her bag, and slowly poured herself a glass of water.

"You're not here, and I get a bit bored over there. Besides, I need to come back here occasionally to turn on the appliances or something, otherwise they'll break."

Her tone was normal, and it was impossible to tell if she was angry, but his heart was still in his throat: "Just got home?"

Liang Liangwei took a sip of water: "Yeah, I had dinner with friends and then went shopping. I just got home."

She put down her cup and asked, "Why did you call me? Is something wrong?"

Yan Zhixu paused for a moment and said, "I heard from Bei'an that you talked about Lisa coming to the old house tonight."

That rascal!

Liang Liangwei gritted her teeth and mentally cursed Yan Bei'an for being unable to keep a secret, but could only force a laugh into the phone: "Huh? He... what did he tell you? I was just asking..."

“I’m sorry, Weiwei, I didn’t explain to you beforehand that she was also coming to the old house tonight,” Yan Zhixu said. “There are many things I can’t explain to you in detail, but it’s definitely not what you think. Although Lisa was adopted by my aunt and grew up in the Zhou family, I didn’t tell you before that her father is Jewish, and he was secretly taken back to her two years ago. The Jewish community… do you understand? They are at odds with our system. So, I’m watching her, and she’s watching me. I came back to the old house tonight to let her and the people behind her know that I’m not injured. The specifics…”

Liang Liangwei suddenly interrupted him: "That's enough, I understand, no need to say anything more."

She recalled the conversation she had overheard in Commander Liang's study, as well as the international news she had seen before. She was extremely intelligent and had grown up in a military compound, so she was very perceptive and instantly understood what he meant.

Yan Zhixu: "I'm sorry, Weiwei, I can't tell you the specifics, it concerns the higher-ups."

This "senior executive" is not a senior executive at Bosch.

Liang Liangwei understood.

Anything that could attract Lao Liang's attention could not possibly be a trivial matter.

But it shouldn't be something she knows, and she naturally understands the need to avoid suspicion.

Liang Liangwei leaned back in the sofa chair, twirling her long hair with her fingers, and said, "It's okay, I understand. I asked Yan Beian simply because I was curious about what gifts your cousin brought when she visited the Yan family. Yan Beian said she bought a gift for each of you."

Yan Zhixu carefully considered her tone, which seemed lighter than before. He tried to go along with her words: "I bought them all, but I didn't buy any for myself."

Liang Liangwei laughed: "You're her cousin, and she's not visiting you, so of course she won't buy you anything. If she's going to give you a gift, she'll choose another occasion."

Yan Zhixu replied solemnly, "I have never accepted any gifts from her."

Liang Liangwei blinked: "Never?"

Yan Zhixu: "Never."

Liang Liangwei: "I didn't give you anything for your birthday or Chinese New Year?"

Yan Zhixu took a deep breath and said, "Weiwei, what I'm saying is, I didn't accept it."

Liang Liangwei thought for a moment: "So, she gave it to you, but you didn't accept it?"

Yan Zhixu's voice was deep: "Yes, I lived in China before graduating from university. In the years I've lived abroad, I don't celebrate my birthday much because of my parents, so naturally I don't accept gifts from outsiders."

outsider?

He referred to his cousin as an outsider?

Okay, according to him, this "cousin's" background and identity are something he needs to keep an eye on, so she is indeed an outsider.

Liang Liangwei didn't know what to say, afraid that saying too much would remind him of his parents and make him sad.

He simply replied, "Oh."

Yan Zhixu chuckled softly: "Just one?"

Liang Liangwei chuckled dryly twice: "Otherwise, I'm afraid you're overthinking it."

sad.

“I made you overthink it,” Yan Zhixu said, frowning. “Just think of her as someone who came to visit the old man tonight on behalf of my family abroad. In fact, she did come as my cousin.”

Liang Liangwei smiled and lay down on the sofa, asking, "What about me? What identity will I use when I go back to the old house with you next week to visit?"

The two of them were well aware of her identity.

But she just wanted to hear him speak.

Yan Zhixu smiled slightly and said softly, "As my girlfriend."