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

She suddenly felt a bit impulsive and decided to just pay him back for both of the clothes she bought, so she wouldn't have to ask him out for dinner.

Since we've already added each other on WeChat, transferring money is convenient.

However, WeChat transfers have limits on the number of transactions and the total amount. She spent over 20 yuan of his money, and it would take many transfers to finish the transaction.

"How about I..."

Lan Yin had already placed the small box down, walked to the front seat, and habitually opened the passenger door and sat down.

Liang Liangwei's voice was thus interrupted.

She turned her head and glanced at the passenger seat; at this distance, even if she spoke softly, she would probably be heard.

And so they fell silent.

The man lowered his head, looking into her hesitant eyes: "Hmm? What do you want to say?"

Liang Liangwei held her breath and nervously pushed him away a little: "No... nothing, I'll tell you on WeChat, I'm leaving."

He plopped down in the driver's seat.

Yan Zhixu watched silently as she fastened her seatbelt before saying, "Okay, let's keep in touch via WeChat," and then closed the door.

Liang Liangwei didn't want to say anything more to him, so she quickly started the car and drove away.

They only relaxed after driving out of the winery's grounds.

Lan Yin opened the dessert box and was pleasantly surprised to see the pastries inside: "Wow, these are such exquisite and delicious pastries, I love them! I've seen this one in the store before, it's very expensive, and I've always been reluctant to buy it. Today I'm so lucky to be able to enjoy it! This is delicious, and this is delicious too! Sister Wei, would you like a piece?"

Liang Liangwei was both amused and exasperated: "No, you eat it. It's inconvenient for me to drive."

Seeing her mouth stuffed full, I found it funny: "Save your food. If you eat one bite at a time, you'll finish it before we even get home, and then you'll cry and say you regret it."

Lan Yin smiled and put the box back to its original state.

After driving around to drop Lan Yin off at home, she drove back to her own small apartment.

An hour later, I finally got home. I put the small box on the floor, threw the dessert box, my phone and car keys on the coffee table, and slumped onto the sofa.

Although it wasn't a long journey or anything, I felt exhausted when I got home after a busy day.

She glanced lazily at her phone; the notification light was on, faint and dim, just like her weak breathing.

After a moment of silence, she leaned down to take it.

When I opened it, it was a WeChat message sent by Yan Zhixu 15 minutes earlier.

Are you home yet?

Liang Liangwei stared at those words for a while, but did not reply immediately.

She was secretly pleased, but reason told her that this man might be two-timing her, flirting with one girl while flirting with the other.

Because of their "uncle-nephew" relationship, their relationship cannot be made public, at least for now. But the girl is different; the Yan family already knows about her, so their relationship is open.

Before tonight, she could still tell herself that once her deal with Yan Beian was over, things could develop normally between them.

But now...

Although she fell in love with him at first sight, she wouldn't push herself to the brink if she knew there was no hope ahead.

She operated on her phone for a few minutes before opening Yan Zhixu's WeChat, taking a deep breath, and sending him a long message.

[I've arrived home safely, please don't worry~ Regarding the dinner invitation, I've carefully reviewed my upcoming schedule, and I'll be very busy for the next two or three months until the Lunar New Year, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. To avoid leaving you waiting in vain, I'll just transfer the money back directly. I calculated it to be 203,800 yuan in total. Since WeChat transfers have limits, please provide your bank account number if it's convenient, and I'll transfer it directly to your account. If that's not convenient, that's fine too; I'll ask Bei'an to handle the communication.]

After checking that there were no grammatical errors and that the tone was polite enough, she sent the message over.

Without waiting for a reply, she turned off her phone, put it down, and went to the bathroom to remove her makeup and take a shower.

I came out after taking a shower more than an hour later, and I felt very refreshed.

She took out a hairdryer and slowly dried her hair.

When he had finished blowing, he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the coffee table.

The breathing light is on again.

She looked at it for a few seconds before turning off the hairdryer, walking over to pick it up and examine it.

It consisted of several WeChat voice calls from Yan Zhixu, along with the first sentence: "[What does this mean?]"

She scrolled through the long message she had posted. Wasn't the meaning quite obvious? Anyone who had studied Chinese could understand it.

Then that's not what he meant; he should have been asking her why she suddenly did that.

Is he deliberately pretending to be ignorant, or does he genuinely believe that it's normal for business tycoons to have multiple relationships?

A terrifying thought suddenly popped into her mind: this man might really have many relationships, jumping from one to another, and treating her as one of them, having a great time with her.

But she's his nephew's girlfriend...

If he hadn't actually been a powerful figure, she would have thought she was caught in an emotional scam!

She felt that she might not be able to get Yan Zhixu's bank card account number, but how could she tell Yan Beian that she owed his uncle more than 20 yuan?

It's nerve-wracking.

~

Later that evening, Xiao Ling and the Yan brothers bid farewell to the He family.

As the three turned to leave, she glanced at He Yaxiu, who was standing beside her parents, looking longingly at Yan Zhixu.

It's a pity that Yan Zhixu had absolutely no feelings for her. He didn't even glance at her all night. This girl was destined to be heartbroken the moment she met him.

As Yan Zhixu left the winery, he bid farewell to his brother and sister-in-law.

Seeing his displeasure, Xiao Ling asked, "What happened? Are you in a bad mood?"

Yan Zhixu said calmly, "No, I guess I drank too much."

Xiao Ling smiled and said, "Logically speaking, you should be happy to have seen that girl."

A glint flashed in Yan Zhixu's eyes as he looked at her: "I've never told anyone who that girl is. How did you know, sister-in-law?"

Xiao Ling covered her mouth and chuckled, "Didn't you say you were going to bring those desserts for that girl? I saw her carrying them."

Yan Zhixu was puzzled: "Which girl?"

Xiao Ling: "It's Weiwei..."

Yan Zhixu's pupils contracted slightly.

"Mrs. Yan, aren't you cold standing here in the wind?" Another lady, who was also about to leave, greeted Xiao Ling with a smile.

Yan Zhixu: "..."

Xiao Ling looked over and smiled, "Oh, it's Mrs. Gu. I'm leaving too; I'm saying goodbye to my brother-in-law."

Mrs. Gu: "I was just about to ask you out, but you disappeared as soon as I turned around. Shall we go shopping together tomorrow? And then have afternoon tea?"

Xiao Ling: "Okay, let's arrange a specific time to meet tomorrow at noon."

Mrs. Gu: "Okay~"

Yan Zhixu: "Sister-in-law..."

Xiao Ling patted his shoulder with a smile: "We'll talk about it later, let me finish what I was saying first. By the way, Mrs. Gu..."

Yan Zhixu: "..."

Aren't you afraid of the cold wind now?

He frowned and looked at Yan Yunting, who shrugged helplessly.

There's nothing we can do, that's just how women are.

Yan Zhixu pinched the bridge of his nose. Although he didn't know why his sister-in-law was so sure that he liked Liang Liangwei, but...

Why is my sister-in-law so calm about the fact that "he likes Weiwei"?

He wanted to ask for clarification, but seeing his sister-in-law chatting so enthusiastically with someone, and knowing she wouldn't stop anytime soon, and given his current mood, he didn't have the patience to wait.

He then said to Yan Yunting, "Brother, I'm leaving now."

Yan Yunting nodded: "Is your assistant here?"

Yan Zhixu: "Yes."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Yes, my older brother too."

After saying that, he walked towards where he had parked his car.

Once he got into the car, Xu Chaofeng drove it out of the winery.

"Mr. Yan, are we going back to Qinglan Bay?"

"Ah."

Yan Zhixu sat in the back seat, looking down at her phone.

On WeChat, Liang Liangwei sent that long message half an hour ago. He replied with "What do you mean?" but she didn't reply. He made several voice calls, but she didn't answer.

There has still been no reply.

Feeling a surge of frustration, I threw my phone angrily at the seat next to me.

Xu Chaofeng, sitting in the front seat, saw this, then glanced at her boss's unpleasant expression, shrank back, and didn't dare to utter a sound.