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Caption: My hands aren't cold this winter~ How about yours~ (winks and sends flowers)

Yeah, that's a bit cheeky, it'll definitely drive someone who's about to go crazy crazy!

Sang Huan opened her lips and bit the grape the man offered, her snow-white cheeks puffing out.

Xie Qingshi had almost finished with her business. Seeing that she was done, he gently nuzzled the girl's neck with his chin.

"Is the money enough? I just transferred another five million to your card. Let me know if it's not enough."

Sang Huan paused slightly as she swiped down the screen, only to discover that her silent phone had received a notification of a five million yuan deposit. She blinked, somewhat taken aback.

Then she turned around and looked up at him with her little face.

"Why did you suddenly transfer so much money to me?"

"Huanbao is my girlfriend. Isn't it only natural for a boyfriend to spend money on his girlfriend?"

He looked down at his girlfriend, who was looking up at him with her big, watery eyes. Her soft skin glowed faintly in the light, and her clear, beautiful black eyes were incredibly clean. Her smooth black hair was draped obediently behind her.

Yes, it's his, it's his.

Unable to resist, he tightened his grip on the girl's waist slightly, and then without hesitation, he lowered his head and kissed his girlfriend's pink and beautiful lips for a moment.

Xie Qingshi only let her go when the little girl's face turned red and her eyes looked at him pitifully with watery eyes.

He affectionately rubbed his nose against the girl's nose, their breaths mingling, his voice low and husky.

"Besides, all I have left is money. If my baby doesn't want money, I don't know what else to give her... Or does my baby really dislike me...?"

"No way! My baby is so good to me, how could I possibly complain? I love my baby so much!"

Sang Huan blinked and affectionately rubbed her face against his cheek. It was this action that caused the man's already dark eyes to churn with an even darker glint.

Through the thin silk fabric, the man's rough fingertips rubbed incessantly, the scalding heat clearly penetrating the fabric and reaching the girl's body.

"Xie Qingshi! No! I'm so tired..."

Sensing danger, Sang Huan's peach blossom eyes widened, and she immediately tried to turn and run away, but it was too late.

The man suddenly tightened his grip on her waist, trapping her firmly in his arms, making it impossible for her to escape...

"It's okay, Huanhuan can just sit, she won't get tired..."

As the scorching heat subsided, a delicate blush slowly rose on the man's pale skin, and glistening dewdrops fell.

Xie Qingshi asked Sang Huan how the breakfast tasted.

The little girl was feeling very uncomfortable, and worried that he would take the opportunity to cause trouble, so she replied in a soft, mushy voice that everything was fine.

Xie Qingshi smiled, then nodded and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"As long as Huanbao likes it, that's fine. Now that Huanbao has finished eating, it's my turn. It's only fair, right, baby?"

Before Sang Huan could answer, Xie Qingshi began to act...

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Inside the antique-style private Chinese restaurant, the warm autumn breeze rustles through the bamboo grove in the courtyard, the leaves rustling and blending with the melodious music emanating from the pavilion.

Below is a wide lotus pond where many fish swim, their tails swaying and creating ripples that spread outwards, accompanied by soft splashing sounds.

From a distance, it is truly a feast for the eyes.

But at this moment, Tang Yueying had no leisure or inclination to appreciate it.

She held the cup in her hand. After several nights of staying up late, her usually well-maintained complexion had turned sallow, her eyes were bloodshot, and she had heavy dark circles under her eyes.

"Haven't you found any information about that woman yet?"

Tang Yueying was going crazy. During this time, she had used almost every means and contacted all the people around her in order to find out where that vixen was.

However, apart from the photos taken at the mall that day, she had never even seen the woman's face!

This is the person Tang Yueying has found by spending the last of her savings.

The Tang family's company was set up these past two days, and several projects have fallen through. Tang's father blamed Tang Yueying for everything and froze all of her bank cards.

Tang Yueying had borrowed the little money she had from her close friends in the entertainment industry; otherwise, she probably wouldn't have been able to pay the restaurant bill.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Tang, we have done our best to investigate, but unfortunately... I have already refunded all the payment to your account. Considering how hard you've worked, I advise you to give up as well."

The man in the suit stood up, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and looked at her with pity in his eyes.

"Some things can't be investigated just because you want to, Miss Tang. That's all I have to say. Goodbye."

After saying that, the man didn't linger and turned to leave, leaving Tang Yueying alone, holding the cup, so angry that she was almost trembling all over.

Just when she thought in despair that things were about to end like this, a woman's voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"Yingying, what are you doing here?"

Tang Yueying was startled and subconsciously turned around to look, meeting the woman's surprised gaze.

She paused, her angry thoughts momentarily halting, before she remembered who the woman in front of her was.

In an instant, my almost suffocating heart finally found direction.

Tang Yueying stood up abruptly, rushed over and grabbed the woman's sleeve, asking impatiently without even saying hello.

"Xiao Li, do you remember when you called me a couple of days ago and said you saw Xie Qingshi with another woman?"

Xiao Li was startled by her haggard and tired appearance. Remembering the Xie family's annulment of the engagement, a pang of pity flashed in her eyes.

"I remember, Yingying, I know the Xie family's annulment of the engagement has affected you a lot, but you and he have barely even met a few times, and..."

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yueying's eyes widened suddenly, and she rebuked him, her eyes turning bloodshot like those of an enraged lion.

"Xie Qingshi is my fiancé! He can only be my fiancé!"

Tang Yueying roared, her voice particularly jarring in the quiet restaurant, drawing the attention of many around her.

A waiter even came over to politely remind her, "Ms. Tang, could you please keep your voice down? You're disturbing other diners."

Hearing the waiter's words, Tang Yueying realized her lapse in composure and saw Xiao Li in front of her with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Feeling she had been taken advantage of, she quickly pulled Xiao Li to the nearby restroom and softened her tone to show weakness.

"Xiao Li, I'm sorry, you know my family takes this marriage very seriously. If I really break off the engagement, my dad will definitely marry me off to those old men because of the losses the Tang family has suffered these past few days. Xiao Li, I don't want to marry those men, please help me."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Tang Yueying's eyes, instantly softening Xiao Li's heart, who was angry about what had just happened.

She had known Tang Yueying for over ten years, and she knew the Tang family members' personalities best, and she also knew that the other party was not lying.

"How do you want me to help you?"

"Xiao Li, tell me, did you see what that woman looked like? Who is she?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li couldn't help but frown in distress, but seeing Tang Yueying's pleading gaze, she couldn't help but shake her head.

"I'm sorry, Yingying. I only saw their backs that day and didn't get a good look at what the girl looked like. But I'm sure she was from our school. She had fair skin, long, straight hair down to her waist, and must have been very pretty."

After all, it would be strange if someone were ugly to be able to win the heart of a man like Xie Qingshi.

Upon hearing her words, a visible sense of disappointment appeared on Tang Yueying's face.

"All right."

"Don't be sad, some things just need to be left to nature..."

As they had been friends for many years, Xiao Li couldn't bear to see her so dejected, so she offered a few words of comfort.

Unable to get any information from her, Tang Yueying didn't want to waste any more time. She nodded haphazardly a few times and then made up an excuse to send her away.

Her grades weren't good, and she only got into Nanjing University because her family spent a lot of money to "package" her. She rarely attended classes, let alone knew anyone.

Since the people she sent out couldn't find out, she had no choice but to contact the school to ask for help.

But her persona at school had always been that of a cool and aloof goddess, and Tang Yueying didn't want her close friends to know about her miserable state, so she kept flipping through her friend list.

Finally, her gaze faltered, a complex mix of emotions swirling in her eyes as she recalled the awkward situation from a couple of days ago...

Tang Yueying finally took a deep breath and clicked on the simple sketch of a kitten holding a milk tea cup.

Looking at the messages on her message list, including the string of insults she had hurled at Sang Huan in anger, Tang Yueying couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

I decided to exit the chat interface and delete all the messages.

However, her fingertip accidentally clicked into the homepage. Tang Yueying frowned and was about to exit in a bit of annoyance when her gaze inadvertently swiped up and saw the other person's latest post on Moments.

Tang Yueying thought she had misread it. After all, Sang Huan's crappy phone was so poor that it was difficult to use for daily study and sending messages, and the photos it took were incredibly blurry. How could she possibly post her own pictures on her WeChat Moments?

Despite thinking this with disdain in his heart, his hand honestly clicked on the button.

Tang Yueying had originally just been watching with amusement, but when she clicked on the large image and her casual gaze settled on the picture in front of her...

Her body suddenly froze, and her eyes were filled with disbelief!