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

Yan Zhixu lay in bed after taking a shower.

He didn't actually drink much that night, just a little over two glasses of baijiu. The other older men didn't let him drink more because they saw he didn't like baijiu.

He was slightly drunk when he left the hotel. Although he didn't show it when he went to pick up the person, he couldn't help but close his eyes shortly after getting into Liang Liangwei's car.

Thankfully, even though I was in a daze all the way home, I still managed to coax the person upstairs to stay the night.

Later, a kiss clarified their relationship, and after that relationship was officially established, he sobered up.

Now that I've taken a shower, my mind is as clear as usual.

The thought that his new girlfriend lived next door filled him with extreme joy.

Thinking back to the kisses I had just received, I felt a little excited.

When he gets excited, he wants to do something.

He turned his head to look at the bedside table, where his phone was placed, and reached out and grabbed it.

I opened WeChat, found Yan Bei'an's contact, and sent him a message.

Yan Zhixu: [Where are you now?]

Feeling annoyed, Yan Bei'an made an excuse to buy a late-night snack and left his hotel room. He sat smoking outside a nearby restaurant while waiting for the staff to pack his food.

He felt very uncomfortable after receiving Yan Zhixu's message.

He even had the illusion that Yan Zhixu contacted him to show off that he was already with Liang Liangwei.

But he also knew he wasn't that kind of person.

Perhaps she felt guilty for stealing his girlfriend?

Judging from his question, Liang Liangwei probably didn't tell him that she was in Tianjin.

He hesitated for a moment, then typed back: "I'm in Tianjin."

He actually wanted to ask him, "Knowing that Liang Liangwei is his 'girlfriend,' why did you accept her confession?"

Is the idea to first be polite and then use force, to execute first and then report, to kill first and then bury—oops, doesn't the last part count—?

Now that you know he's dating Liang Liangwei, isn't this considered stealing someone else's love?

Being "betrayed" from both sides at the same time is really... painful!

It's the kind of cool, refreshing feeling.

The shop assistant came over with the packaged late-night snack: "Sir, it's packed up."

"Thank you." He scanned the code to pay and slowly walked back to the hotel with his late-night snack.

Yan Zhixu: [I'll wait for you to come back, and we'll find time to talk.]

This is a confrontation with him.

Yan Bei'an pursed his lips and replied with one hand: 【Okay, I'll go back tomorrow.】

Back at the hotel, he saw Fang Xun sitting on the sofa chatting with someone on his phone, so he brought over some late-night snacks.

"Come on over for a late-night snack."

Fang Xun responded and took the disposable box that he opened; inside were warm wontons.

A hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, but she didn't show it, only jokingly saying, "I thought you would go to Fresh Domain to get takeout like before."

Xianyu Hotel is a high-end hotel in Tianjin. They had been to Tianjin several times before and always ate there.

Yan Bei settled in for a moment, then said, "It's too far over there, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, and besides..."

He looked at Fang Xun and said, "You have a wound, so it's not suitable for you to eat greasy or meaty food."

Fang Xun forced a smile: "I understand you're thinking of me, thank you."

Yan Bei'an smiled and said, "Don't be so polite with me. Eat and get some rest."

Fang Xun responded, ate a few bites of wontons, put down his spoon, and started typing and chatting with someone again.

Yan Beian frowned and said, "Let's eat quickly and stop chatting."

Fang Xun glanced at him and said, "A friend of mine actually asked me for money. It's ridiculous. I'm a student myself, and I have to be careful with my money. Where would I get the money to lend him?"

Yan Bei'an: "What friend? Do I know them?"

Fang Xun hesitated for a moment: "I don't know her. She's a high school classmate. We haven't been in touch for a long time."

Yan Bei'an: "We haven't been in touch for a long time, why would I need to borrow money from you?"

Fang Xun: "Yeah, that's what I told him too. Anyway, I don't have any money." He glanced at Yan Beian.

Yan Bei'an said casually, "Then just ignore him. I gave you ten thousand yuan this morning to go to the hospital to get your wound treated. You should have some left over. Don't be stingy with it. Just tell me when you run out, and I'll give you more."

Fang Xun's eyes flickered: "Uh... there are some left."

Yan Beian stirred the wonton soup with a spoon, then, as if remembering something, looked up and asked, "Has your mother not contacted you all day?"

Fang Xun was taken aback, a guilty look appearing on his face. He turned his face away and said, "...No."

Yan Beian frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Then let's go back to school first, and come back and have a good talk after you've all calmed down."

Fang Xun: "Mm."

Yan Bei'an hesitated for a moment, then said, "My home..."

He recalled what his mother had said to him that morning before he even got out of bed—"If you don't get up soon, your girlfriend will run away."

If he comes out to his family, what will his mother throw at him?

And his father's family discipline stick, his grandfather's... ebony staff.

It is said that the ebony staff was specially made by my grandfather for more than a million yuan. It is indestructible, and if it hits someone... the feeling must be terrible.

What if he and Fang Xun both get injured and can't solve the problem?

Headache.

Fang Xun reached out and grasped his hand, saying with a worried expression, "Why don't you tell them yet?"

Yan Bei'an looked up at him.

Fang Xun lowered his eyes, his face full of dejection: "I can tell from my mother's reaction that ordinary people still can't accept this kind of thing, let alone your family's prominent status in Huacheng. If this gets out and it blows up, it won't be good for you or your family. Besides, I don't want you to fall out with your uncle and aunt because of me."

The latter half of his words were all for his sake, which moved Yan Bei'an deeply, and he felt a pang of heartache. He grasped Fang Xun's hand in return and rubbed his head with his other hand.

"Xiao Xun..."

After finishing their late-night snack, Yan Beian urged Fang Xun to go back to his room to rest. He cleaned up the trash in the living room, sat on the sofa and smoked another cigarette before getting up and going back to the other room in the suite.

~

The next morning, Yan Zhixu woke up after another wonderful dream, threw off the covers, cursed under his breath, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

He came out wrapped in a bath towel and glanced at the time; it was 20 minutes earlier than his usual biological clock.

He breathed a sigh of relief, changed into his tracksuit, and prepared to go for a morning run.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a noise coming from the kitchen downstairs.

Liang Liangwei got up before 6 a.m. because she had said last night that she would make breakfast today. She was worried that she wouldn't know how to organize the items in the kitchen and that it would delay making breakfast, so she also allowed time for looking for things.

Fortunately, the kitchen was well-organized by Aunt Zhang, and the items were stored in an orderly manner, so she quickly found the pot and rice.

I rinsed half a cup of rice, added some millet, washed it, and put it in the pot to cook.

Then, the food that was packed up last night was taken out and processed a second time.

She hadn't eaten most of the food last night, but the tomahawk steak was still intact. She found some aluminum foil, wrapped it up, and put it in the oven to heat it up.

The seafood platter included baby lobsters, blue crabs, abalone, and black tiger prawns. She removed the meat from the shells of the baby lobsters and black tiger prawns and set them aside along with the abalone.

Then I took out eggs and bacon, intending to fry them when the porridge was almost ready.

There were some leftover ingredients in the refrigerator, so she took out carrots and lettuce, shredded them, and set them aside.

It was at this moment that Yan Zhixu walked into the kitchen.