Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

"Baby, is it okay?"

Shi Ying's eyes were covered by a hairband, and a hot, rough hand caressed her back. The man embraced her from behind and kissed her rosy cheeks.

Shi Ying's mind was completely blank, and a thin mist of tears welled up in her eyes, wetting her white hair ribbon.

The man chuckled softly, his voice rising slightly, "Still so shy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Ying was pushed down onto the soft bed. She instinctively tried to back away, but the man grabbed her ankle and pulled her in front of him, preventing her from escaping.

With the tall, strong body covering her, Shi Ying felt that even breathing became extremely difficult, and she instinctively raised her hand to push the man's shoulder.

The next instant, his burning lips pressed against her delicate, cool neck, and the slow, tender kiss made her feel weak all over.

The strong smell of alcohol, mixed with a burning masculine aura, made Shi Ying tremble all over.

"No...don't do this..."

Before she could speak again, the man's hand gripped the back of her neck, and a passionate kiss descended upon her.

The moment their lips met, Shi Ying stared in shock, her eyes widening.

All her breath was stolen away, her mind went blank, and all she could hear was the frantic, rapid beating of her own heart, which made her feel numb all over.

A deafening roar erupted as wind and rain raged outside the window, accompanied by a muffled clap of thunder and flashes of lightning that illuminated the man's flushed face.

......

"what!"

Shi Ying woke up from her dream with a flushed face.

My body was hot and damp, and the thin nightgown was stuck to my back with sweat, which was very uncomfortable.

Shi Ying couldn't sleep. She sat up and roughly ruffled her messy hair, spitting out, "So what if I've been single for twenty years? How could I have such a dream?"

She shook her head vigorously, trying to banish all those unhealthy images from her mind.

A cool breeze blew in from the window that wasn't closed tightly, dispelling the heat on her face.

Shi Ying couldn't sleep, so she picked up her phone and glanced at it; it was exactly seven o'clock.

However, it's not real time, but time in the virtual world.

This is her third day since she traveled through time.

In 2050, time travel is a common occurrence in China.

The Time and Space Administration encompasses numerous book-based micro-worlds. Humans can simply lie in a hibernation pod and enter these micro-worlds through their consciousness, experiencing different landscapes through their five senses, much like playing a holographic game.

Time travel technology has quickly become popular, and the Time and Space Administration has divided it into two sections: games and missions. The game section, as the name suggests, provides players with a book-traveling game service. Each book is like a dungeon map, where players can romance handsome men and develop their careers. The mission section, on the other hand, requires players to complete specific tasks.

The Administration will offer high salaries to those who enter the small world, and they will receive a substantial reward upon successful completion.

Shi Ying was short of money, so she signed up for a strategy mission.

She vaguely remembered that she had joined in the fun when the technology was first launched a few years ago, but she didn't remember much about it.

This time, she enters a virtual world as a recent college graduate, tasked with seducing Shang Yu, the nephew of the president of the Shang Group.

Today, she is going to the Shang Group for an interview.

The first step to winning over the male lead is to find an opportunity to bump into him; the office is the easiest place for stories to unfold!

Putting that inexplicable erotic dream behind her, Shi Ying got out of bed and drew back the curtains.

In the virtual world, the place she was in was called Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng's winters were gloomy, with the sky a grayish color that inexplicably made people feel depressed.

Unlike the real world where she lived in Cloud City, where spring-like weather prevailed all year round and the sun shone brightly.

*

In the afternoon, after leaving the Shang Group, Shi Ying relaxed and stretched at the gate.

For the three days she was there, she studied her major day and night in preparation for this interview.

The interview went fairly well. Regardless of the outcome, it's finally over. I'm praying she can start the job as soon as possible.

If that doesn't work, she'll... she'll find another way!

Shi Ying left the office building happily, her ponytail tied at the back of her head drawing a cheerful arc in the air.

On my way home, as I passed the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the park, snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.

The snowflakes, like icing on a cake, danced lightly in the air, quickly covering the ground with a thin layer of white.

Shi Ying reached out to take it with some excitement.

In the real world, she lives in the south and has never seen such heavy snow.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake is surrounded by water on all sides, and is connected to the banks on both sides by a wooden bridge. The water surface is frozen and covered with snow. Shi Ying leaned on the railing and admired it for a long time.

The wind and snow were fierce, and the snowflakes falling from the trees around the pavilion fluttered down and drifted into her collar.

Shi Ying shuddered and instinctively shrank her neck.

As she stepped out of the pavilion, she nearly bumped into the man on the bridge. Shi Ying quickly took a few steps back and said, "Sorry."

She looked up and saw a man in a black coat standing on the bridge amidst the heavy snow. His features were stern, and he stood tall and straight in the dim light of the afterglow, like a pine tree covered in frost and snow in the wilderness.

Snowflakes fell on his broad shoulders and short black hair.

His gaze instantly fell upon her.

Sticky, obsessed, and a little incredulous.

Mom! We've encountered a pervert!

Shi Ying got goosebumps from his stare and quickly wrapped her padded coat tighter around herself, hurrying past the man.

The wooden bridge was narrow. As they passed each other, Shang Chenyan subconsciously reached out his hand, and the girl's hair, blown by the wind, brushed against his fingertips.

The man's body was stiff, his legs as if nailed to the bridge.

He dared not move, and could only watch her figure disappear into the vast expanse of falling snow.

*

Shi Ying went home and had a quick dinner before starting to look up information about Shang Yu online.

The Shang family is a top-tier wealthy family in Jiangcheng. The current CEO of the Shang Group is the youngest son of the old master Shang, while Shang Yu is the old master Shang's grandson. He is currently studying at Jiangcheng University and interning at his family's group.

The information available online is limited, and Shi Ying searched for a long time but couldn't find any useful information.

Just as she was about to shut down her computer, Shi Ying inadvertently glanced at a photo in the corner of the webpage.

This is a photo of Shang Chenyan, president of the Shang Group, from behind during an interview.

Shi Ying tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, feeling inexplicably that it looked familiar.

Just as she was lost in thought, the phone rang.

"Miss Shiying?"

"Yes, that's me. May I ask who you are?"

"I am the design director of Shangshi Group, and I spoke with you today."

Shi Ying gripped her phone tightly, and sure enough, a voice came from the other end the next moment: "Congratulations on passing the group's interview. Please come in tomorrow to complete the onboarding procedures."

Shi Ying was so excited she almost jumped up.

She's one step closer to her million-dollar reward!

"I'll definitely be there on time!"

To treat herself, Shi Ying went downstairs and bought some snacks.

As she was carrying the bags home, the sudden sound of a car horn startled her.

Shi Ying glanced at the black car parked by the roadside and muttered, "Crazy."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shang."

Inside the car, Jiang Wen hurriedly withdrew his hand, his forehead covered in cold sweat from fright.

The girl I just passed... she looks like the lady...

But didn't Madam suddenly disappear five years ago? Yes, she disappeared, not died.

It's as if this person never existed in this world.

After that, President Shang went completely insane.

Jiang Wen glanced at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror. The car was dark, and the dim streetlights illuminated his face, revealing no emotion.

But Jiang Wen could clearly feel that the moment the girl appeared, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

Shang Chenyan's gaze followed her intently through the car window.

The flickering streetlights lengthened her shadow, gradually overlapping with her memories.

It's like an eternity.