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

Ling Jingyuan raised an eyebrow with a helpless expression as he listened to Ms. Zhou's words. His mother was the most difficult to deal with, like a mischievous old child.

However, his wife, who doted on his mother, was not on his side at all. On the phone, Ms. Zhou's loud voice was still nagging on and on.

Ling Jingyuan frowned and glanced lightly at the living room. When he saw Jiang Zhi's figure at the dining table, he slightly curled his lips.

"Mom, alright, you want evidence, right? Hang up and I'll send it to you right now."

Ms. Zhou, on the other end of the line, paused slightly upon hearing this, her voice tinged with doubt, "You have evidence, is it real or fake?"

Hearing Ms. Zhou's use of internet slang, he shook his head helplessly. "Mom, you should spend less time on your phone."

"Alright, whether it's true or not, you'll know for sure when you see it for yourself."

"Do you still want evidence?"

As soon as Ling Jingyuan finished speaking, Ms. Zhou hung up the phone immediately.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan smiled, opened the camera, took a picture of Jiang Zhi on the dining table, and then sent it to Ms. Zhou.

The Ling family's old residence.

Ms. Zhou, who was on the sofa, almost instantly clicked on the photo sent by Ling Jingyuan. Her eyes lit up when she saw the photo of Jiang Zhi in the photo.

He immediately made a phone call: "Hey kid, is this girl really your girlfriend? My daughter-in-law? You're not kidding me?"

Ling Jingyuan smiled faintly upon hearing this, "Well, she hasn't agreed to be my girlfriend yet, I'm still pursuing her."

Ms. Zhou paused slightly upon hearing this, and without thinking, blurted out, "Oh, son, you're not good enough..."

Ling Jingyuan: ...

Is this his biological mother?

Can a man be told he's no good?

"Alright, Mom, if you still want your son to have a wife and you to have a daughter-in-law, then hang up and don't bother me anymore..."

Before Ling Jingyuan could finish speaking, Ms. Zhou quickly hung up the phone. Ling Jingyuan stared at the disconnected caller ID, remaining silent for a moment.

His biological mother is really... good!

On the other side, inside the old house.

Ms. Zhou opened the photo and looked excitedly at Mr. Ling beside her, "Old Ling, come here quickly, look, look, this is our daughter-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ling glanced at his wife with a doting expression, smiled faintly, looked at the photos on his phone, and nodded slightly. He still trusted his son's judgment...

……

Ling Jingyuan's mansion.

Ling Jingyuan hung up the phone and returned to the dining table. He noticed that Jiang Zhi had only drunk a little bit of the porridge in her bowl, and he frowned slightly.

"Why are you eating so little? Is the porridge not to your liking?"

Jiang Zhi shook her head upon hearing this, "No, the porridge was delicious, it's just that I didn't have an appetite."

Jiang Zhi glanced at Ling Jingyuan, hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but ask, "Ling Jingyuan, that Wang Cong..."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan's eyes darkened slightly, a hint of ferocity flashing in them.

"Don't worry, he will be punished by law for his crime."

After saying that, Ling Jingyuan looked gently at Jiang Zhi and comforted her, "Don't worry, no one will know about what happened to you."

Jiang Zhi didn't speak upon hearing this. After a long while, she whispered, "Ling Jingyuan, thank you."

Ling Jingyuan slightly curled his lips, his dark and sexy eyes looking forcefully at Jiang Zhi, his eyes revealing undisguised dominance and aggression.

"Jiang Zhi, you know that what I want is not a thank you."

Jiang Zhi glanced at Ling Jingyuan and instantly understood what he meant. Her eyes flickered, but she did not answer.

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan didn't press her. "Jiang Zhi, you have two more days to think it over."

Jiang Zhi lowered her eyes, her gaze deep.

Ling Jingyuan wanted her to answer, her answer, her answer...

"Okay, you can go to the living room to watch a movie or play games. If you want to read, there are plenty of books in the study."

Ling Jingyuan looked at Jiang Zhi and spoke in a harsh tone. Jiang Zhi nodded in response.

"Okay, you can go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan got up, picked her up, and placed her on the leather sofa, then put on an art film for her.

He then glanced at Jiang Zhi and said in a deep voice with a hint of doting, "I have an online international conference to attend later, so I'll be a bit busy this morning and won't have time to play with you. You can play by yourself for a while, okay?"

Jiang Zhi was slightly startled by Ling Jingyuan's last words and nodded subconsciously.

Looking at the obedient and lovely woman on the sofa, Ling Jingyuan's heart stirred slightly. He lowered his head, cupped the woman's face, and kissed her lips.

"Well……"

Jiang Zhi was slightly startled by the man's actions, and her beautiful eyes widened.

Ling Jingyuan, having tasted the sweetness, released her lips before the kitten bristled. He licked his lips slightly, his burning eyes fixed on Jiang Zhi. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, his voice low, restrained, and hoarse.

"So sweet..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback at first, but then she realized what Ling Jingyuan meant, and her earlobes couldn't help but turn slightly red. Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan chuckled softly and forced himself to leave for the study.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to walk and would end up tackling the person...

Jiang Zhi watched Ling Jingyuan's departing figure and couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief. Just then, her phone rang. Jiang Zhi saw that it was Fang Jingjun from her company calling, and she frowned slightly as she answered the call.

Fang Jingjun: "Ginger, is your injury healed? When are you coming back to work?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi glanced at her wound, which had already scabbed over and should be healed in two more days. Her vacation would end in two days anyway.

"Manager Fang, my injury will take two more days. I can come back to work in two days."

The person on the other end was silent for a moment after hearing this, then said in a somewhat urgent voice, "Okay, you must come to work in two days. The Ling family project will still be your responsibility once you start working. That's all for now, we'll discuss the specifics after you start."

After the other party hung up, Jiang Zhi frowned slightly. But thinking about what Ling Jingyuan had just said, she roughly guessed what was going on.

Design institute.

Wang Ying waited for a long time, but Wang Cong never showed up.

At this moment, a girl who was on good terms with Wang Ying leaned out slightly and spoke softly to Wang Ying.

"Hey, Wang Ying, I have some news for you. I just went to get Manager Fang's signature and overheard him on the phone with Jiang Zhi. It sounded like he was saying that the Jingwan project would still be in Jiang Zhi's charge."

Wang Ying was slightly startled upon hearing this, and a dark glint flashed in her eyes as she looked at the empty Wang Cong's office.

Jiang Zhi had suggested going back to her own home these past two days, but Ling Jingyuan stayed with her 24/7, not giving her a chance to go back at all.

Finally, that evening, the two finished dinner and rested on the sofa.

Jiang Zhizheng was looking down, trying to figure out how to start the conversation, when suddenly she was gently lifted up. Before she knew it, Ling Jingyuan had already put her on his lap, and the two of them were facing each other in a very intimate and ambiguous position.

"Jiang Zhi".

The man looked at her intently, his strong arms tightly encircling her slender waist.

Jiang Zhi looked up at the man, and this posture made her face blush unnaturally.

She gently twisted her body, trying to get off the man, but the next second the man pulled her slightly towards his chest and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips fiercely.

It is fierce and powerful, domineering and tyrannical.

"Well……"

Before Jiang Zhi could react, her lips were captured.

After a long while, feeling the woman in his arms almost go limp, Ling Jingyuan reluctantly released her soft lips. He leaned close to Jiang Zhi's ear, breathing heavily, and spoke softly.

"It's the third day, Jiang Zhi, you should give me an answer by now."