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

Wang Ying arrived at the company early; she had been feeling uneasy since returning home last night.

Yesterday, when she heard Wang Cong inquiring about Jiang Zhi's address, she seemed to have guessed something.

She casually told Wang Cong Jiang Zhi's home address, and when she saw a hint of joy flash in Wang Cong's eyes, she became even more certain of her thoughts.

Therefore, without hesitation, she pulled Wang Cong to a secluded place and casually revealed Jiang Zhi's home address.

Watching Wang Cong's hurried departure, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

She and Jiang Zhi entered the design institute at the same time. Although their skill levels were similar, why was Jiang Zhi's design always recognized and sought after, while she was always outshone and could only rank second?

Why should I?!

Her design skills are clearly superior!

Jiang Zhi, isn't she just prettier than me?

Besides that, how could she compare to herself?

Thinking back to every time I went to a project site, I was taken by my supervisor to be subjected to the groping hands of those older men, and even...

Jiang Zhi, on the other hand, has been able to keep a clean record for the past three years, focusing solely on design, which makes Jiang Zhi feel extremely unbalanced!

What makes Jiang Zhi so special?!

Even the last time she was involved with Director Liu, Jiang Zhi managed to escape unscathed, but she was caught by the man who could be her father…

Thinking about this made her feel nauseous and resentful.

She returned to her seat, a sense of anxiety creeping into her heart. She wondered what had happened after Wang Cong went to Jiang Zhi's house yesterday…

Wang Ying felt a faint sense of anticipation, even a touch of excitement, as she waited for Wang Cong to arrive. However, with work time fast approaching, Wang Cong was nowhere to be seen.

Wang Ying suppressed the look in her eyes and went to work calmly, pretending nothing was wrong, even though she had no thoughts in her heart at that moment.

Ling Jingyuan's mansion.

Last night, Jiang's fever, which had subsided, started to return in the middle of the night. Fortunately, the doctor had prescribed medication, and Ling Jingyuan fed her the medicine, wiped her body, and changed her sweaty, damp clothes.

Later, he patiently coaxed the woman who had a fever and nightmares, working on her until almost dawn, when Jiang Zhi finally recovered from her fever and fell asleep.

Looking at the woman nestled pitifully in his arms with her brows slightly furrowed, Ling Jingyuan felt a tender, bittersweet feeling deep inside. He held her close and drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Jiang Zhi slowly opened her eyes and found herself being held tightly in someone's arms.

Ling Jingyuan's strong and powerful arms held her waist tightly, pressing her close to his warm and firm chest.

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback. How come she was sleeping with this man again!

Jiang Zhi tried to recall what happened last night, but she had no memory of it.

What happened last night?

She gently moved her body, trying to get out of Ling Jingyuan's arms, but as soon as she moved, the man who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes.

Ling Jingyuan's dark, deep eyes held a hint of sleeplessness. When he saw Jiang Zhi, his eyes lit up slightly, and he spoke softly with a lazy, just-awakened air and a uniquely alluring charm.

"woke up?"

The man's voice was deep and slightly hoarse, with a drawn-out ending that carried a captivating quality. His dark eyes were fixed intently on Jiang Zhi.

Before Jiang Zhi could react, Ling Jingyuan lowered his head and placed an extremely gentle kiss on her forehead.

Then she gently moved her head away, looking at Jiang Zhi with tenderness and deep affection.

Good morning, Designer Jiang!

Jiang Zhi felt a slight burning sensation from the man's extremely gentle gaze. Ling Jingyuan's eyes made her even more afraid to look directly at him, so she lowered her eyes slightly to avoid looking into his warm and tender gaze.

"President Ling..."

Jiang Zhi spoke softly, then suddenly paused, as if remembering something, "Ling...Ling Jingyuan...I last night..."

"You had a fever, and you had a fever all night."

After Ling Jingyuan finished speaking, he couldn't help but lower his head and naturally touch Jiang Zhi's forehead with his own. He found that her temperature was normal before he pulled away.

"Yes, it's fine now, the fever has stopped."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Zhi with gentle eyes, "What would you like to eat for breakfast? I'll make it."

Jiang Zhi looked at the incredibly gentle man in front of her and slightly shifted her gaze away.

"I don't want to eat anything, no need to bother."

"Ling...Ling Jingyuan, I want to get up and change my clothes, could you...leave here?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan's deep gaze swept over Jiang Zhi, and he chuckled softly: "Designer Jiang, what haven't I seen before..."

The man's words instantly made Jiang Zhi's face flush uncontrollably. She glanced at Ling Jingyuan and couldn't help but whisper, "Ling Jingyuan!"

Seeing Jiang Zhi's increasingly rosy face, Ling Jingyuan couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him on the cheek. Under Jiang Zhi's shocked and nervous gaze, he stood up with a faint smile.

"Okay, your change of clothes are in the closet. I'm going to make breakfast. Come out and eat when you're ready."

After saying that, Ling Jingyuan got up and got out of bed. In front of Jiang Zhi, he took off his bathrobe, changed into a set of home clothes, and stepped out of the room.

When Jiang Zhi saw the man changing his clothes so naturally and without any hesitation in front of her, she was slightly taken aback and then looked away.

This man is really too informal.

Jiang Zhi sat up, feeling refreshed. Her clothes were not the ones she wore to bed last night; they had clearly been changed.

Thinking about who had changed her clothes, her face flushed even more.

She opened the closet and found a row of brand-new women's clothing inside. Could they all have been bought by Ling Jingyuan? After thinking for a moment, she took the clothes and went to the bathroom.

She changed her clothes and washed up, then left her room and went to the living room.

Ling Jingyuan glanced at Jiang Zhi and said with a faint smile, "Come and eat."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi walked to the dining table. After hesitating for a long time, she said softly, "Ling... Ling Jingyuan, I want to go home today."

Ling Jingyuan placed the freshly ladled porridge in front of her, his gaze fixed intently on her. "No!"

The man refused outright, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"You're not allowed to go anywhere until your injury heals; you'll have to stay here."

"Have a meal."

After Ling Jingyuan finished speaking, he looked straight at Jiang Zhi. Jiang Zhi wanted to say something, but then she saw Ling Jingyuan's phone on the table suddenly ring.

Ling Jingyuan glanced at the number on his phone, then glanced at Jiang Zhi, nodded to signal her to eat, and picked up his phone and went to the balcony.

"Hello, Mom."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi lowered her beautiful eyes and gently stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.

On the balcony, Ling Jingyuan looked intently at the woman at the dining table before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

"Mom, what do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Ms. Zhou's energetic voice immediately came from the phone: "You rascal, since you're back today, Mom wants to introduce you to someone."

As soon as Ling Jingyuan heard what Ms. Zhou said, he understood what she meant. Was she going to introduce another woman to him?

Ling Jingyuan frowned and said helplessly, "Mom, don't forget what you promised me!"

Ms. Zhou was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Remembering what she had promised Ling Jingyuan, she paused and spoke again.

"How do I know you're not lying to me? You said you'd go after your daughter-in-law, where is she?"

Where are they?

"There's not even a trace of him, you're not lying to me, are you...?"