A pampered young lady from a prestigious family, pampered by her childhood sweetheart, a CEO.

"Chen Li, you...you seem to have gotten even more handsome..."

The huge room was so quiet that only the sound of their heartbeats could be heard.

Chen Li poured her a glass of warm water. "If I'm not good-looking enough to be the secret boyfriend of our big star, I'm afraid you'll leave me."

"Have some water. I rushed over right after finishing work. Are you tired?" Chen Li sat down next to her, carefully lifted her feet, took off her high heels, and gently massaged her feet.

"Is it very sore? I see your heels are all red."

Wen Qing hooked her arms around his neck, her lips, pink and delicate from drinking water, asked, "Chen Li, can I kiss you?"

Childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree, they like each other and are mutually in love; they've practically gathered all the plot elements of an idol drama.

Chen Li paused in his foot-rubbing motion, and a layer of unfathomable emotion suddenly appeared in his innocent eyes. He stood up, took a wet tissue to wipe his hands clean, and then his hands moved down to hold her waist.

"There's such a thing... No need to ask, just kiss."

Chen Li pressed down on her shoulder with one hand and held her with the other, his posture both domineering and affectionate.

She had just drunk water, and Wen Qing's lips were slightly cool. The moment they touched, Wen Qing felt as if her heart had exploded, her mind went blank, and she vaguely felt as if a hand had pressed down on the back of her head, forcefully pressing her lips, which had just barely touched hers, down. Then her lips were captured, followed by a warm and intimate contact.

They hadn't seen each other for three whole months. Before they were minors, they were childhood sweethearts; after they became adults, they were soulmates. After the confession, she became a resilient and innocent flower in the entertainment industry.

They rarely get to see each other, and the overwhelming longing is finally breaking free.

The air inside the room felt like it was infused with glue, sticky and damp, sealing their lips together perfectly without them even noticing.

"... "

The two kissed for a while, and Wen Qing's long dress was already disheveled, with the wrinkled hem lifted up to her knees.

Chen Li straightened up slightly, still catching his breath. The two looked at each other, their eyes revealing the emotional fluctuations in each other's eyes.

Wen Qing's lipstick smeared onto his cheek. In the brightly lit space, Wen Qing sighed softly and reached out to wipe the lipstick off his face.

"Hey, this is a bit crazy."

Chen Li had already gotten up, fixed her dress, and then draped his coat over her shoulders, saying, "Put it on. I'm not in good control right now, and I'm afraid I might hurt you. Be good."

The two sat quietly for a while, their fingers intertwined, enjoying the peace of the moment.

"If Mia knew, she would probably be very happy."

Chen Li listened quietly as she talked about her work, filming variety shows, and her experiences at the theater—both the good and the bad.

Suddenly, she raised her voice, her eyes sparkling, "Guess who I saw on the set of 'The Difficult Life of a Primary Consort'!"

"Who?"

Chen Li put his arm around her shoulder, letting her lean against him. "I saw Wu Lina. Do you remember her? The one who used to pester Luo Yunqi when we were little, and who even tried to bully our Yaoyao..."

"what!"

The young lady had completely lost her composed demeanor from the entertainment industry, and her sudden outbursts almost scared Chen Li to death. He turned his head, feeling both helpless and amused.

"My big star, why are you suddenly screaming?"

Wen Qing quickly tidied herself up and hurriedly pulled Chen Li to leave.

"I forgot about Yaoyao... It's all your fault for seducing me with your beauty!"

Chen Li had no choice but to get up and follow the young lady's wishes. Just as Wen Qing was about to open the door, Chen Li seemed to remember something and gave her a special reminder.

"When you see Lao Luo, you need to control your emotions. I'm afraid the two of you will clash like Mars and Earth."

Wen Qing pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders and snorted coldly, "Young Master Luo is so powerful, how could I dare to lose my temper with him?"

Chen Li sighed helplessly.

I was already angry before we even met.

"Qingqing, Lao Luo, he..."

"Chen Li!" Wen Qing glared at him. "He's your brother, that's true, but Yao Yao is also my good sister. How can you get over what happened three years ago? I certainly can't. My Yao Yao is so good, why should she be treated like that by him? Why?"

Wen Qing's question, "Why should I?" left Chen Li speechless.

He sighed. No one could forgive him on Yao Yao's behalf, except for Yao Yao herself.

"Don't be angry, I won't say anything. We don't have much time alone together, how can you bear to be angry with me?"

Wen Qing obediently reached out her hand and held his hand, "I'm not angry, I'm just angry for Yao Yao."

"Okay, let's all calm down and go see what's going on with them. The one who tied the knot must untie it."

Gu Baisheng and Lin Ran were both quite drunk. When Chen Li and Wen Qing opened the door, the smell of alcohol filled the air, and the two of them took a step back in tacit agreement and with disgust, letting out a "Huh."

"Never mind, let's go check on Yao Yao and the other two."

Chen Li slammed the door shut without any hesitation, without even waking the two drunkards.

The other private room was even quieter, with the door locked from the inside out.

After Luo Yunqi finished telling the whole story, he learned that his mother had repeatedly attempted suicide and would always cry one night. In order to take care of his mother, his father completely handed over all the affairs of the company to Luo Yunqi.

During the day, he manages the group, and at night he takes care of his mother and grandfather. His grandfather is old and in poor health. A few months ago, he underwent a high-risk heart bypass surgery. He also has to find time to investigate the truth behind it all.

He was so busy that he didn't have time to catch his breath, and when he got home he would just collapse into bed. But in the quiet of the night, he would always remember the little sweetheart he had hurt, the girl he loved most.

Xu Shuli listened quietly to everything he said. Her heart was filled with complex emotions. The hurt she suffered three years ago had long made her want to back down, but when she saw Luo Yunqi, her heart trembled violently.

Xu Shuli looked out the window. Stars, like holes, dotted the dark night. A short burst of fireworks suddenly rang out, and then everything returned to silence.

Xu Shuli suddenly realized.

Oh, that's still her heartbeat.

Her heart truly told him that she still loved Luo Yunqi, and had loved him from the past to the present.

"And now? How is Auntie? Is Grandpa Luo alright?"

What she wanted to ask was, "Are you alright now?"

Luo Yunqi lowered his head, utterly exhausted and weary. "My mother died a year ago, and I uncovered the truth. I sent them all to prison..."

Xu Shuli stared at him in disbelief, trying to see a hint of joking in his eyes, but she didn't expect that the boy was already exhausted. He had been awake until dawn countless times and woke up alone in the middle of the night.

"Yaoyao, I've eliminated all obstacles and hidden dangers. I've returned clean and pure, and I've won you back completely."

He got sleepier and sleepier as he talked, and his eyelids almost stuck together.

"Yaoyao... I really love you."

Xu Shuli froze. This was the first time Luo Yunqi had told her he loved her. His love, which had been absent for three years, was being displayed without reservation in front of her. When she turned around, Luo Yunqi was already asleep with his head tilted back.

Xu Shuli, using the dim moonlight from the window, greedily gazed at his face.

Sharp eyebrows, a high nose, dry lips, and those clear black eyes lowered, his arrogant and noble aura vanished, and he became a kind and harmless young man.

Fool, what am I supposed to do with you? How am I supposed to face you?