She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

It was almost eleven o'clock before we knew it, but the laughter in the living room continued.

The group seemed to have endless topics to discuss, ranging from jewelry design to cultures from different countries, and from travel experiences to family life.

Sumai discovers that Mario and Perron are not only successful businessmen, but also travelers who are passionate about life.

They have visited jewelry mines around the world to understand the origins and cultural backgrounds of raw materials. This lifestyle, which perfectly combines business and passion, is exactly what Su Maiqi aspires to.

"Another one?" Mario asked with a smile, holding up the bottle.

"Okay, thank you." Su Maiqi nodded and took the glass.

The slight buzz from the alcohol made her relax completely, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes became brighter and more captivating.

Gu Tingyu sat beside her, silently observing her.

Three years of marriage had made him intimately familiar with every subtle change in her expression.

At this moment, Su Maiqi radiated a special kind of brilliance, the kind of radiance that only someone full of expectations for the future possesses.

Just then, Zhang Ma came in carrying a large pot of hot soup: "It's late, have some hot soup to warm your stomach."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." Su Maiqi took the bowl, breathing in the steaming aroma and feeling a wave of warmth.

Aunt Zhang served everyone a bowl of soup, then said softly, "It's getting late, I'll go tidy up the guest rooms first."

Pei Rong took a sip of the soup and exclaimed, "This soup is delicious! It has a subtle herbal aroma that's very soothing."

“This is Zhang Ma’s specialty,” Gu Tingyu explained, “white peony and red date soup, it’s good for nourishing the skin and calming the mind, especially good to drink at night.”

“I need to learn from Aunt Zhang,” Pei Rong said with a smile. “Mario never sleeps well; this soup should be very helpful for him.”

The atmosphere of the chat remained warm, but as time went on, everyone began to feel tired.

"It's getting late. You must be tired from your journey today. You should get some rest," Gu Tingyu suggested, glancing at his watch.

“Yes, there are still many things to discuss tomorrow.” Mario stood up and stretched.

"I'll go check if the guest rooms are ready," Su Maiqi said, trying to get up, but found her body a little unresponsive and swayed.

Gu Tingyu reacted quickly, catching her just in time: "Be careful."

"I'm fine," Su Maiqi said with a smile. "I'm probably just a little tipsy from not having drunk in so long."

Pei Rong looked at her with concern: "Are you alright? Do you need any help?"

"No need, no need," Su Maiqi waved her hand, "Aunt Zhang has already prepared the guest rooms. I'll take you there to see them."

With Gu Tingyu's help, Su Maiqi led Mario and his wife to the east-side guest room of the villa.

"This room has a great view; you can see the sunrise tomorrow morning," Su Maiqi said as she opened the door.

The guest room was decorated warmly and comfortably, with neat and clean bedding on the bed. The window faced the mountain view, and although it was now shrouded in night, you could still vaguely see the snowflakes falling outside.

“That’s wonderful, thank you for your hospitality.” Pei Rong said sincerely.

"Let us know if you need anything," Gu Tingyu said, then gently put his arm around Su Maiqi's waist and prepared to leave.

"Good night." The four people said good night to each other and then returned to their respective rooms.

Gu Tingyu led Su Maiqi back to the master bedroom, carefully supporting her along the way, afraid that she might fall.

“I’m really fine,” Su Maqi whispered. “I’m just a little dizzy.”

"You knew you couldn't hold your liquor, yet you still drank so much," Gu Tingyu scolded softly, but his tone was full of affection.

Back in the bedroom, Gu Tingyu helped her take off her coat and hung it on the hanger: "Lie down for a while, I'm going to take a shower."

Su Maiqi nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling as if the room was spinning.

She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tried to clear her head.

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze fell on the window—the snow was still falling, and the thick white snow covered the branches, which looked exceptionally pure and beautiful under the moonlight.

Suddenly, a design idea flashed into her mind again—the prototype of a snowflake necklace, even clearer than the one she had thought of in the car.

She immediately got out of bed, and although she was still a little dizzy, the urge to create overcame everything.

She walked to her desk, took out a sheet of white paper and a sketching pencil, and then fixed the paper to the easel by the window.

The pencil glides quickly across the paper, and the shapes of snowflakes gradually take shape.

Each snowflake has a unique structure and texture, just like every life experience, which is one of a kind.

Su Maiqi wanted to express her appreciation for every connection in her life through this necklace.

She was so engrossed in her painting that she completely forgot about time. To better capture the inspiration from the snowflakes, she drew back the curtains so she could directly observe the falling snowflakes outside.

The view outside the window involuntarily reminded her of that night three years ago—she was attacked by wolves in the woods, forced to climb a tree, and nearly lost her life.

Gu Tingyu arrived just in time, used his gun to drive away the wolves, and brought her back safely.

That was a turning point in their relationship.

That night, she was so frightened that she was completely disoriented. She clung tightly to Gu Tingyu and they slept together for the first time.

Although the marriage at that time was just a contractual relationship, the warmth and sense of security she felt at that moment are still etched in her heart.

As this memory resurfaced, more fragments of her time with Gu Tingyu began to flash through her mind—

Their first intimate encounter, a passionate night, his gentle yet firm gaze, the feel of his touch on her skin...

Su Maiqi felt her heart racing and her cheeks burning even hotter.

She had to admit that since becoming pregnant, and especially after giving birth to Xiao Chengze, her close relationship with Gu Tingyu had become distant.

On the one hand, taking care of the child was too tiring, and on the other hand, it was due to the subtle changes in their relationship—the longer it went on, the less certain she became about what kind of future she wanted.

But at this moment, slightly tipsy, watching the snowflakes falling outside the window and remembering everything they had been through, she suddenly felt a strong longing.

Her body seemed to be reminding her that she hadn't felt that kind of passion and intimacy in far too long.

Just as she was lost in these thoughts, the bathroom door opened.

Gu Tingyu walked out wearing a bathrobe, his hair still dripping with water, his chest half-exposed, his muscle lines clearly visible.

He walked towards her while drying his wet hair with a towel.

"Still not resting? What are you drawing so intently?" he asked, his tone filled with curiosity.

Su Maiqi did not answer immediately. Her gaze lingered on Gu Tingyu, from his damp hair to his open chest, and then to his long legs.

Under the influence of alcohol, she felt a surge of heat coursing through her body.

“It's a snowflake necklace design I came up with in the car today,” she answered softly, her voice trembling slightly. “I was afraid I'd forget it, so I drew it down first.”

Gu Tingyu walked to the easel and bent down to look at her sketch.

He exuded a fresh, post-shower fragrance, which, combined with his unique masculine aura, made Su Maqi's heart beat even faster.

“It’s beautiful,” he commented, his eyes fixed on the sketch. “Each snowflake is different; it’s very evocative.”

Su Maiqi looked up at his profile, the contours of which appeared particularly deep under the lamplight.

In their three years of marriage, from the initial contractual relationship to mutual support, and then to becoming parents, they experienced so much.

Despite the many unknowns and uncertainties, at this moment, she only wants to follow her truest desires.

Gu Tingyu remained focused on the sketch, seemingly completely absorbed in appreciating the design, unaware of Su Maiqi's change.

“This design inspiration is truly fantastic,” he continued, “If it were made into a physical product, it would definitely—”

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a warm breath approaching.

He turned his head and found that Su Maiqi had already stood up, her face only a few centimeters away from his.

Her eyes gleamed strangely under the light, her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing rapidly.

Gu Tingyu had just stood still when his body suddenly stiffened because Su Maiqi had suddenly kissed him.