Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

They continued walking along the wet street, and after turning another corner, their view suddenly opened up.

Looking at the Ferris wheel standing quietly in front of me, I suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Have we been here before?"

Wen Yiheng nodded. "We were supposed to come here on our last day in Paris, but you needed your thesis urgently, so we flew back to China first."

Only then did he remember.

In the game, they did indeed visit France together once.

That time, Wen Yiheng took him to many of the places he had stayed during his studies abroad.

When he was studying abroad, Wen Yiheng's circumstances weren't that good. He didn't want to use the money that woman gave him, so in addition to his scholarship, he also worked part-time at a Chinese restaurant downstairs to earn his living expenses.

He took Shi Ran to his old apartment, which was on the top floor of a building in the old neighborhood, requiring a narrow and steep spiral staircase to climb.

The room was small; when you opened the window, you could almost see the mottled red roof of the Eastern European house across the street.

The furniture was simple to the point of being rudimentary, but everything was kept meticulously tidy.

Wen Yiheng later bought the small apartment on the top floor, and the furnishings remained the same as before.

"A bit shabby, isn't it?"

At that time, Wen Yiheng stood at the door and asked Shi Ran, frankly laying out his most shameful and real past in front of Shi Ran.

He also took Shi Ran to the school library.

"This is the place where I've spent the most time; I often stay there for an entire day," Wen Yiheng said at the time.

He wasn't the kind of brilliant genius.

His path was measured step by step through countless late nights eating cold sandwiches and mornings forced to endure with caffeine.

Steadfast, arduous, and imbued with an almost harsh self-discipline.

He showed Shi Ran the path he had traveled, a path marked by sweat and loneliness, without reservation.

For someone like him, sharing his shameful past is tantamount to completely laying his heart bare to the other person.

It was around that time that he decided to propose to Shi Ran and spend the rest of his life with her.

Before leaving, they had planned to go to the Tuileries Garden and ride the Ferris wheel.

The tickets were all bought in advance, but a sudden notification about the thesis disrupted everything. My supervisor was pressing me hard, so I had to change my flight.

He comforted Shi Ran by saying, "Next time."

But unexpectedly, the opportunity never came again.

The Ferris wheel just kept spinning in circles, and I waited for a very, very long time.

So long ago, I thought no one would ever mention it again.

"Let's make up for this regret today."

Wen Yiheng's voice was very soft, as soft as an echo in time and space.

When he suddenly thought of the past, it was hard not to nod. He answered softly, "Okay."

This Ferris wheel is only open during the summer and Christmas markets, and they were just lucky to catch it.

Unfortunately, the Ferris wheel can only seat two people.

Zhou Jin: ?

He gritted his teeth, bought two tickets for himself, and then, under the slightly sympathetic gaze of the staff, squeezed into the cabin right behind him.

The sedan chair slowly rose, and Paris unfolded beneath our feet.

From the Ferris wheel, you can overlook Montmartre and the Sacré-Cœur Basilica in the distance.

They sat facing each other. Wen Yiheng looked at the person opposite her, took a deep breath, and finally spoke, "I've thought a lot during this time..."

"I'm wondering if I've been too presumptuous all along, or if I've been treasuring you the wrong way."

Shi Ran's breathing paused slightly as he recalled the day Wen Yiheng tried to forcibly mark him.

I recall his madness and loss of control.

Actually, it wasn't a coincidence. Throughout the long dungeon, his relationship with Wen Yiheng was anything but healthy.

Wen Yiheng is like a piece of land that has been frozen for too long. He has never been truly loved, so he doesn't know how to love others properly.

His love was a mixture of uneasy probing, obsessive control, and an almost clumsy plundering.

He needs to repeatedly confirm, through repeated tug-of-war, hurt, and reconciliation, that Shi Ran will not really leave him.

Not only him, but Shi Ran's possessiveness towards him was also astonishing.

They were like two beasts warming each other in the darkness while tearing each other apart, each digesting the darkest corner of the other.

So even though he had successfully completed the mission, he lingered in the instance, attributing it to Wen Yiheng's reluctance to let go, but in reality, it was he himself who refused to leave.

Shi Ran always felt that if he left, Wen Yiheng's world would truly collapse.

That heavy, needy feeling is sometimes harder to escape than a healthy, peaceful relationship.

Wen Yiheng would handcuff him to her side while she slept, but only Shi Ran knew that the one who truly needed the handcuffs was him.

After leaving Wen Yiheng's instance and returning to reality, he would occasionally wake up in the middle of the night and feel a sense of emptiness in his wrist.

He couldn't tell if it was a morbid withdrawal or an attachment that had crossed timelines.

"I know that everything I do for Auntie might put pressure on you, but I'm really... afraid that if I'm too slow, I'll never be able to hold onto you again."

Shi Ran quietly looked at the person in front of her.

Actually, when they reunited at the hospital, and Wen Yiheng seemed to threaten him by using her mother's illness as leverage, he saw through it all as a bluff.

Wen Yiheng would never really use this to hurt or blackmail him.

He was the one who was most reluctant to let go, but when he actually hurt himself by holding on, he was the one who was most soft-hearted.

"Sweetie." Wen Yiheng leaned forward slightly. "So give me another chance, let me try to cherish you in your own way, okay?"

Shi Ran pursed her lips, her eyes red, and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Wen Yiheng caught him steadily, but remembering Shi Ran's sensitive glands, she asked in a low voice, "Won't it hurt?"

"Yes." Shi Ran nodded pitifully in the crook of his neck, but tightened her arms around his waist. "But I want to hug you now."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yiheng's heart sank, and he hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

"I want to hug Ranran too." He closed his eyes, his voice hoarse. "I want to so much."

They embraced quietly like that, and Zhou Jin, who was following behind, saw them hugging through the glass and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

How did they end up hugging each other so quickly?!

He scratched his head, restless and anxious, wishing he could call his boss immediately, but he didn't know where to begin.

When the Ferris wheel finally landed and the cabin door opened, Zhou Jin rushed out and saw that Shi Ran's hand was still around Wen Yiheng's waist.

Zhou Jin's heart skipped a beat: Oh no, something substantial has definitely happened!

Hey bro! Your house got burgled! I couldn't keep an eye on it!

At that moment, Fu Yanshen, whom Zhou Jin was silently talking about, was sitting in the living room of the hotel suite.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of Cheng Ye pacing restlessly.

Cheng Ye was having a fierce battle with his agent. "It's really not going to work out. I have more important things to do. I'll pay whatever the penalty for breach of contract is."

He had just hung up the phone when he turned around and met Fu Yanshen's gaze.

He clicked his tongue and grabbed his coat: "I'm going out for some fresh air."

He opened the door and walked into the corridor. He had only taken a few steps when he felt the familiar sensation of being followed.

From the moment he landed in Paris, he felt like someone was watching him.

He glanced around, deliberately walked towards the elevator, and pressed the down button.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Cheng Ye suddenly reached out and blocked the closing gap, then forcefully pushed the doors open again!

Not far from the door, two men who were about to hide in the fire escape froze, awkwardly standing still.

Cheng Ye leaned against the elevator door, arms crossed, his face expressionless. "Come out. You've been following me the whole way. Aren't you tired?"

The two men exchanged a glance and had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.

Cheng Ye's gaze swept across their faces. "I remember you. You're my mother's person."

"Young Master."

They were a little guilty, after all, the lady's orders were to protect him secretly, and they must not disturb the young master, much less be discovered.

The mission has been botched.

Seeing their tense expressions, Cheng Ye smiled and said, "Alright, since we've been discovered, I happen to have something I need you to do."

He beckoned with his finger, and the two immediately leaned in to listen.

After listening, both men had somewhat strange expressions, but they still immediately nodded in agreement: "Understood, young master."

Cheng Ye straightened up with satisfaction. "Tonight, follow my orders."

"Yes, young master!"

The two quickly turned around and disappeared silently at the end of the corridor.