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

Yan Zhixu put his hands in his pockets, stared at her intently, raised his chin, and said coldly, "Speak."

The implication is: I'm waiting.

Liang Liangwei knew his gaze was on her, but she dared not look him in the eye, lest she appear timid.

Her mind was racing, trying to figure out how to tell Yan Bei'an in a way that would make him understand her current situation, "accept" her breakup proposal, without questioning, rejecting, or revealing her secrets.

She opened WeChat, trying to find Yan Bei'an's number, only to find that he had sent her a message an hour earlier. She must have been doing the final touches on the pedestrian street at the time and hadn't seen the message.

Yan Bei'an: [He's injured. Things have changed. I'm staying with him in Tianjin. We'll talk more when I get back.]

The message above was the one she sent to Fang Xun that morning when she left the old house in Yan Zhixu's car, asking if he had any news.

So, Fang Xun was injured?

What happened next?

Yan Bei'an didn't explain it clearly either.

It would be very strange if she suddenly said she wanted to break up under these circumstances, right?

However, the man in front of her was still watching her closely, and he was also a difficult boss to deal with!

She stole a glance at him, and unexpectedly met his dark eyes. She quickly looked away.

Seeing her strange expression, Yan Zhixu assumed she was deliberately stalling for time, and frowned angrily, asking, "Didn't you say you were going to break up right away? What are you hesitating for?"

Liang Liangwei took a deep breath and said, "I just saw a message from Yan Beian saying that his friend was injured, and it must be quite serious, so it might not be convenient for him to talk about breaking up right now."

To prove it, she held her phone up to him and showed it to him.

Yan Zhixu looked down at her phone screen and saw that it was indeed true, which calmed her anger slightly.

He saw her message too, slightly lifted his eyelids, and asked her, "Fang Xun, is he the one with the mole at the corner of his eye?"

Liang Liangwei observed his expression and, seeing that he didn't seem as angry as before, breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fang Xun does indeed have a mole below the corner of his right eye, commonly known as a tear mole. It's unclear whether it's really related to this, but he often gets red-eyed. Every time they meet, he huddles next to Yan Bei'an, looking all wronged. It's unclear who he's trying to impress.

She nodded: "Yes, it's him. Have you seen him before?"

After asking the question, he suddenly remembered that Yan Beian had mentioned that Yan Zhixu had seen him and Fang Xun together one night.

Yan Zhixu nodded slightly.

Liang Liangwei: "Fang Xun is injured, and Yan Bei'an is probably quite anxious. It's right for me not to break up with him for now, isn't it?"

Yan Zhixu looked at her calmly, without saying a word, her gaze scrutinizing.

Liang Liangwei felt a little uneasy. What did his silence mean?

At least give us a straight answer. Keeping her hanging on like this is no different from being slowly tortured to death.

Unconsciously, she pouted, revealing a hint of grievance.

Yan Zhixu's heart softened at the sight, but she remained outwardly calm, asking in a cool tone, "So when do you plan to tell him?"

Liang Liangwei was delighted to see him finally speak and said, "I'll tell you tomorrow morning, after I'm sure Fang Xun is alright, okay?"

Yan Zhixu gave a low "hmm," sounding quite reluctant.

Liang Liangwei hesitated for a moment, then pointed towards the door: "I'll go in first. I'm so tired today, I want to take a shower and rest early."

Yan Zhixu went over and opened the door.

Liang Liangwei went inside very readily. She was behaving very well at this moment, holding her bag in her arms as she prepared to go upstairs.

After taking a few steps, I remembered that I hadn't taken the lunchbox from the shoe cabinet, so I turned back.

But then she saw the man who had just entered carrying that lunchbox, and she stopped in her tracks.

Yan Zhixu closed the door and noticed her gaze falling on his hands. He lowered his brows and said calmly, "I'll put it in the refrigerator for you."

He walked past her toward the kitchen.

Liang Liangwei looked at his indifferent figure and felt a little sad. She looked away, bit her lower lip, and silently walked up the stairs.

After climbing two steps, she stopped again, tilted her head and pondered for a moment, feeling that she couldn't just ignore the problem.

He looked down, took out his phone, opened Yan Bei'an's WeChat, and quickly typed a few words.

Then he turned around and waited there.

A moment later, Yan Zhixu emerged from the kitchen, carrying a glass of warm water and drinking it as she walked.

Liang Liangwei called his name softly: "Yan Zhixu".

Yan Zhixu stopped what she was doing and turned her head to look at her: "Hmm?"

Liang Liangwei smiled at him and called out again, "Yan Zhixu."

Yan Zhixu looked at her, his eyes flickering slightly. He placed the water glass in his hand on the dining table, walked towards her, stood at the bottom of the stairs, and looked up at her.

"Is something wrong?"

Liang Liangwei turned her phone towards him and, in front of him, clicked send the message she had just edited.

Liang Liangwei: [Let's break up.]

Yan Zhixu stared intently at those words, then slowly raised his eyes to look at her, his gaze deepening.

The coldness between his brows faded somewhat, and he became gentler.

Liang Liangwei put away her phone and looked at the man...

Then she realized that the distance and height made it a bit inconvenient to move around, so she took a step down and was now at eye level with him.

Looking at the man's handsome face, she said earnestly, "I didn't just flirt with you casually; I really liked you and couldn't help but get closer to you. I promise I'll talk to Yan Bei'an and we'll break up peacefully, so please don't be angry, okay?"

After saying that, she mustered her courage, put her hand on his shoulder and leaned in to kiss him, her soft lips landing on his warm lips.

As if to cooperate with her, the man also opened his lips at the right time and took the initiative to kiss her.

He put one arm around her waist, pressing them even closer together.

The two stood on the stairs, one going up and the other down, exchanging long, sweet, deep kisses.

After a while, they separated slightly, slightly out of breath, and looked at each other.

As if that wasn't enough, he lingered on her lips and kissed her several more times before finally looking up at her.

The coldness in her eyes was gone, replaced by tenderness and affection.

He gestured with his chin towards the upstairs area and said, "Let's go up."

Liang Liangwei's cheeks flushed, but she still wanted his reply: "Don't be angry anymore~"

Yan Zhixu's heart had softened, and she could no longer pretend. She nodded gently, "Don't be angry, go ahead."

Liang Liangwei then smiled and turned to walk upstairs.

Yan Zhixu reminded, "The new clothes are in the guest room, and the bathroom has also been equipped with hot water, so you can use it."

This means she can wash up in the guest room without having to go to his room.

Liang Liangwei responded and quickly went into the guest room.

As Yan Zhixu watched her graceful figure enter the room, he suddenly regretted installing hot water in the guest room.

but……

I gently stroked my lips; they were still damp and sweet, with a lingering softness.

The man couldn't help but chuckle, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Upon returning to her room, Liang Liangwei immediately took out her phone, trying to recall the message, but to no avail.

Unfortunately, Yan Bei'an replied at this crucial moment: [?]