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

Ling Jingyuan frowned, then realized what was happening and rushed out of the room, pushing open Jiang Zhi's door. Fortunately, Jiang Zhi hadn't locked her door, otherwise it would have been destroyed.

Ling Jingyuan didn't turn on the main lights when he entered, afraid of startling Jiang Zhi.

He rushed to Jiang Zhi's bedside and gently turned on the small bedside lamp. The warm, dim light softly illuminated Jiang Zhi's face on the bed.

Jiang Zhi seemed to be immersed in great sorrow at this moment. Her face was covered with tears, her hands were waving incessantly, and she was softly calling out.

"Waaah... Mommy, Mommy, don't go... don't... go."

"Waaah... Mommy..."

Jiang Zhi cried so hard, tears streaming down her little face like a free tap...

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan frowned deeply. He recalled the photos in the album he had seen and the information he had previously found about Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi's mother passed away when she was in high school.

Her father had an affair before her mother passed away, so what bad things was she thinking about, and was she missing her mother?

Thinking of Jiang Zhi's mother, Ling Jingyuan suddenly remembered an incident.

The day I argued with Jiang Zhi, which was also the day she was hit by a car, seemed to be the anniversary of her mother's death...

Thinking of this, Ling Jingyuan felt a pang of regret. It was all his fault for getting angry with her that day and saying hurtful things, making her unhappy. He should have stayed with her that day; he shouldn't have stormed off in anger...

Looking at the woman still crying on the bed, Ling Jingyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He squatted down in front of the bed and called out softly.

"Jiang Zhi, don't cry, I'm here."

Seeing that the woman was still crying, he got into bed, pulled her into his arms, and gently patted her back as if soothing a baby.

"Sweetheart, don't cry, don't cry..."

Seeing the tears on the woman's face, he found it extremely irritating. He gently wiped away Jiang Zhi's tears with his slender fingers, lowered his head, and gently placed an extremely tender kiss on her forehead.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't cry..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle kiss, devoid of any lust, landed lightly on the corner of Jiang Zhi's eye, then on her delicate nose, and finally on her slightly dry lips.

"Jiang Zhi, don't cry."

Jiang Zhi felt as if she were immersed in a cold, deep sea.

As her mother drifted further and further away, and she couldn't save her no matter what she did, she felt cold, sad, and overwhelmed by grief and pain. Just as she was about to be swallowed by the deep sea, a ray of sunlight seemed to slide down, and someone leaped into the water and pulled her hand...

Jiang Zhi's crying subsided, and her wildly waving hands calmed down. Although she still occasionally sobbed softly, it was much better than before.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief. He looked down at the petite woman in his arms with deep eyes.

He was towards Jiang Zhi...

He's really finished; he's fallen in love with her!

If at first he was attracted to her because of his looks and physical desire, now he is addicted to her both physically and mentally!

He wanted her body, but he wanted her heart even more!

He wanted all of her, he wanted all of Jiang Zhi!

He wants Jiang Zhi completely, as long as it's her, Jiang Zhi!

At this moment, Ling Jingyuan had never seen his own heart so clearly!

When he saw Jiang Zhi crying helplessly and sadly in her sleep, he felt a heartache he had never felt in his 29 years of life, a heartache that made him realize his own heart!

"Jiang Zhi, I lost."

Ling Jingyuan lowered his head and placed a deep kiss on Jiang Zhi's forehead, gently comforting the woman in his arms until he saw her settle down and fall into a deep sleep before he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He held the person in his arms and fell into a deep sleep. So be it. He understood his own heart and would follow it...

Private club, private rooms.

Fu Libai and Zhou Siye clinked their glasses. Zhou Siye took a sip of his drink and looked at Fu Libai. "Where's Jingyuan? Why didn't he come today?"

Fu Libai raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. If he wasn't mistaken, he should be at Jiang Zhi's house right now.

"Hehe, probably busy dating."

Zhou Siye: "What did you say?"

"Is he serious?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Libai suddenly became interested and looked at Zhou Siye, then couldn't help but laugh, "Siye, shall we take a gamble?"

Zhou Siye raised an eyebrow. "What are we betting on?"

Fu Libai: "I'm betting on whether Jingyuan will fall for this beautiful designer."

Zhou Siye glanced at Fu Libai, took a sip of his drink, and said with a faint smile, "What's the stake?"

Fu Libai wasn't stingy and said directly, "If you win, I'll give you the land in the south of the city. If I win, you give me the land in the north of the city."

Zhou Siye smiled faintly, put down his wine glass, and his thin, cold lips curled slightly. "Deal."

Fu Libai downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, smiled, and glanced at Zhou Siye. "Siye, you're doomed."

Zhou Siye remained noncommittal upon hearing this, saying that the outcome was uncertain until the very end. Could these people truly have genuine feelings?

After the two parted, Zhou Siye returned to his luxury apartment and made a phone call. "Come to the apartment now..."

The next day, early in the morning.

Ling Jingyuan woke up early and glanced down at the woman in his arms, his eyes flashing.

Last night, he slept wearing only shorts and a towel, with nothing on his upper body. He thought for a moment, then gently pulled Jiang Zhi's small hand up and placed it on his chest, before lifting Jiang Zhi's leg and placing it on his thigh.

He created the image of Jiang Zhi holding him tightly, and after doing everything, he slowly closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, Jiang Zhi slowly opened her eyes, her thoughts somewhat chaotic and confused.

She stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, a strange sadness welling up inside her. She seemed to have dreamed again last night, dreaming of her mother.

Jiang Zhi was feeling a little down. She moved slightly and suddenly noticed something was wrong. She frowned and turned her head, and saw Ling Jingyuan's handsome and well-defined face sleeping next to her.

She was slightly taken aback and looked down to see that she was clinging tightly to the man.

Her hands were pressed against the man's nipples, and her legs were tightly wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen.

She hurriedly tried to get off the man, but as soon as she moved, the man, who had been sleeping, slowly opened his eyes and looked straight at her.

"Jiang Zhi, good morning..."

The two were very close, so close that Jiang Zhi could see her own reflection in Ling Jingyuan's eyes.

Jiang Zhiwei felt a little embarrassed and quickly withdrew her hands and feet, stepping back a bit. She looked at Ling Jingyuan with a puzzled expression.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan's eyes darkened as he stared intently at Jiang Zhi: "You don't remember anything from last night?"

Jiang Zhi: "What happened last night?"

Ling Jingyuan glanced at Jiang Zhi, "Last night you had a nightmare and cried a lot. I came in to check on you, but you kept crying and wouldn't let me leave. In the end, I had no choice but to go to bed and coax you to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi frowned, sensing that something was amiss. She looked at Ling Jingyuan with some suspicion.

"Did I really hold you back and not let you leave last night?"

The person nodded calmly, without blushing or skipping a beat, "Yeah, you're really clinging to me, I can't help it..."