After one night of indulgence, the abstinent tycoon kissed her every night with his hand on her hip.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally released Jiang Zhi's lips.

Ling Jingyuan buried his head deeply in Jiang Zhi's shoulder, panting heavily.

"Girlfriend, when are you moving in with me?"

"Or I could move in, or should we move to a new place together?"

Ling Jingyuan hugged Jiang Zhi tightly, his voice muffled.

Jiang Zhi's face flushed crimson from the man's kisses. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were filled with alluring moisture, and her already full lips were made even fuller and more glistening with moisture by the man's touch.

Jiang Zhi's red lips parted slightly as she exhaled softly, and her somewhat dazed eyes slowly began to clear.

She heard Ling Jingyuan's words clearly, and after thinking for a few seconds, she looked at Ling Jingyuan.

"Ling Jingyuan, can you give me some time?"

"Right now, I want to get the company on track. Once I've achieved my goal, I'll consider what you're talking about."

Yes, Jiang Zhi set a goal for herself in her heart.

She had everything: the company's profits, and the step-by-step plans.

She knew that her little ventures were nothing in the eyes of others, who might even laugh at her for not relying on Ling Jingyuan, a powerful figure, and instead choosing to start her own studio and design business.

Only she knew that in any relationship, each person is an independent individual and cannot be completely dependent on the other.

Even the most beautiful relationships may start out real and perfect, but what happens in the end?

Who can guarantee the outcome?

What she always has to do is maintain her independence as Jiang Zhi. Opening a studio is her goal, her ideal, her career, and her source of confidence.

She always prepared for the worst; even if the outcome was bad, she still had a way out and her own career.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan glanced at Jiang Zhi, smiled, and kissed her lips. "Okay."

"But honey, don't keep me waiting too long, or I'm afraid I'll get pent up."

Ling Jingyuan nestled against Jiang Zhi's neck, his hot breath washing over her skin, and said in a slightly sullen tone.

Jiang Zhi: ...

This man is playing the victim again. Every time she's been tormented by a man, he...

"Honey, can you kiss me again?"

Ling Jingyuan held the soft fragrance in his arms and really didn't want to leave at all. He deliberately put a coquettish tone in his voice as he held her, "Jiang Zhi, kiss me one more time."

Jiang Zhi was so aroused by the man's teasing that she blushed and couldn't help but lower her head to kiss his lips.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan took the initiative and deepened the kiss.

After a long while, Ling Jingyuan restrained himself and stopped, letting go of Jiang Zhi. He looked at Jiang Zhi deeply, smiled, and stood up. "Alright, I'm going back."

Jiang Zhi, her face still flushed, nodded slightly, stood up, and saw the person to the door: "Drive carefully."

Ling Jingyuan nodded, opened the door, and left.

Time waits for no one, and in the blink of an eye, it will be the day of Shen Yutong and Fu Libai's engagement.

Everyone has been very busy lately.

Jiang Zhi is busy with projects at her studio, which is now gradually getting on track. Design projects are coming one after another, both large and small. But no matter the size of the project, Jiang Zhi's studio strives to create high-quality designs.

Soon, their company's design received very positive feedback.

Some of the smaller projects that have already been implemented have yielded surprisingly good results, which motivates the studio staff and Jiang Zhi even more.

Jiang Zhi was immersed in the joy of this hard-won success, and at the same time, she worked even harder to improve herself and the strength of her studio.

Ling Jingyuan has now gotten used to Jiang Zhi's work rhythm. He respects Jiang Zhi's arrangements and is willing to wait for her.

Today is Friday.

Ling Jingyuan left work early. He didn't go to Jiang Zhi's studio to pick her up, but just sent her a message telling her to come back soon.

Jiang Zhi has been busy with a government design project recently. Although the design fee is not much, it is very meaningful and the project is a bit complicated.

The studio's design teams have held several meetings and discussed this project extensively, and the finalized plan was just completed today.

Jiang Zhi breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Jiang Zhi asked the front desk to order coffee and cake for everyone in the afternoon and let everyone leave work an hour early so they could go home and relax.

Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed. After tidying up, everyone in the company left. Seeing this, Jiang Zhi smiled softly, turned off the light in her office, and was the last to leave the company.

Jiang Zhi also started out as a designer.

She understands the pain of being tormented by work, and knows that some rules and requirements can be abandoned as long as the quality of work is guaranteed.

You can't have it all; you can't expect employees to produce value without providing them with corresponding benefits and compensation.

Although her place is small, she is generous with her resources, and whoever is more capable will receive the reward she deserves.

At the same time, the company's benefits are very good. Because the company has a small number of employees, there is no backstabbing or infighting like in large design institutes. Everyone is really focused on the project.

This atmosphere is great, and it's something Jiang Zhi would like to see.

Jiang Zhi got into the car, glanced at Ling Jingyuan's message, quickly replied, and then started the car to head home.

Throughout the journey, Jiang Zhi felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

As soon as Jiang Zhi entered the house, he smelled the aroma of food.

She looked up and saw Ling Jingyuan wearing her little apron, carrying a plate of food out of the kitchen. He couldn't help but smile when he saw Jiang Zhi.

"Honey, you're back."

Jiang Zhi: ...

This man has really gotten addicted to calling his wife "wife".

She was powerless to refute him. Even if she told him, he wouldn't change and would call her that even more enthusiastically next time. Oh well, let him be. It's just a name anyway.

"Um, when did you arrive?"

Jiang Zhi put down her bag, asked a question, and went into the bathroom. When she came out after washing her hands, Ling Jingyuan had already prepared the meal.

"I was already home when I texted you."

Jiang Zhi looked at the food on the table and found it to be quite lavish, a large spread of dishes.

Suddenly, she glanced at the food on the table and then at Ling Jingyuan, only to realize that she had forgotten something.

Happy birthday! Happy birthday!

Today is Ling Jingyuan's birthday, his thirtieth birthday.

How could she forget such an important day!

It's all because she's been so busy with so many projects at the studio lately that she forgot it was today!

Fortunately, she had bought the gift in advance.

Jiang Zhi felt a little embarrassed looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table. Originally, she was supposed to cook for the birthday person today, and there was also a cake.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi looked at Ling Jingyuan and couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, I was so busy that I forgot it was your birthday today. I didn't even buy a cake and made you cook."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan was momentarily stunned. He quickly regained his composure and looked at Jiang Zhi. Jiang Zhi glanced at Ling Jingyuan, then, as if realizing something, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan's lips curled slightly and he followed.

Jiang Zhi opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it. Ling Jingyuan, who was following behind, saw a piece of clothing in the corner of the wardrobe and his eyes darkened slightly.

Jiang Zhi quickly found a well-packaged gift box and handed it to Ling Jingyuan with a smile.

"Happy birthday, Ling Jingyuan. Here's a birthday present for you."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan's eyes filled with tenderness. He accepted the gift and casually pulled the person into his arms.

His gaze was fixed on a dark spot in the corner of the wardrobe.