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

This woman clearly has feelings for him too; he can sense it.

But why did this woman turn her back on me once I pulled up my pants?

He sent the message a long time ago, and she should have received the food by now, so why couldn't she reply to him?

Ling Jingyuan felt like a resentful woman who had been abandoned by Jiang Zhi, that scumbag woman, and he was holding his phone, waiting foolishly for Jiang Zhi's reply.

Ling Jingyuan wanted to call that woman several times, but in the end he didn't.

He was afraid that his sudden rash behavior would make Jiang Zhi dislike him even more, and he had figured that out after spending these days together.

Although this woman appears gentle and quiet on the surface, she is actually stubborn and calm at heart.

She was even somewhat heartless, especially towards him.

She could sleep with him and then turn away gracefully, or she could be tender and vulnerable in his arms the night before, only to regain her composure the next morning and distance herself from him again with a simple "one-night stand is just a game between adults."

Thinking of all this, Ling Jingyuan couldn't help but gently tap his back teeth together and let out a soft breath.

But what should we do?

He's fallen for it!

That's Jiang Zhi. From the very first glance in Country F, he was captivated!

He's addicted to her!

Ling Jingyuan knew exactly what he wanted.

He wanted everything about Jiang Zhi—her body and her heart!

He had never been so clear and serious about his feelings for a woman as he was now; he knew he was completely captivated by her. His body and soul were utterly surrendered to this woman named Jiang Zhi.

He did it willingly, and found it sweet!

Love is never reasonable, lawless, or justified; meeting her was both the beginning and the end of his emotional journey.

It began with her and it ended with her!

Ling Jingyuan was absolutely certain that there would be no other woman in his life but Jiang Zhi, only her!

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened even more. He missed that woman so much!

I miss her, I want to hug her, I want to kiss her, I want to tease her...

Design institute, first floor reception area.

Jiang Zhi stared at the pink three-tiered lunchbox on the front desk, slightly taken aback.

"Sister Jiang Zhi, this is yours."

The receptionist pointed to the pink lunchbox and spoke sweetly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi paused for a moment, picked up the pink lunchbox, and saw a card on it. She greeted the receptionist, then carried the lunchbox toward the elevator.

She looked at the card, which simply read: "Eat well." The note was just three English letters: LJY.

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly and thought for a long time but couldn't remember who it was. Just then, her phone rang. She opened her phone in confusion and found that Ling Jingyuan had sent her a message.

[Ling Jingyuan: Did you receive the food? Is it to your liking?]

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback, only then realizing that there was another message in their chat box, sent around 10 a.m., which she hadn't seen at all.

Her WeChat account is now basically just a work account.

There are countless work groups every day, and several groups are created for each project. Messages fly everywhere in those work groups every morning, and Ling Jingyuan can't even see his WeChat messages.

So this meal was delivered by Ling Jingyuan?

Jiang Zhi carried the lunchbox back to the office, went to the break room, put the lunchbox in the microwave, and set the timer.

She glanced at her phone, thought for a moment, and then replied.

[Jiang Zhi: Did you bring the food?]

Ling Jingyuan lowered his head and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips. His long, slender, and well-proportioned fingers were rapidly tapping on the phone's keyboard.

[Ling Jingyuan: To be precise, I cooked the meal and had it delivered.]

[Ling Jingyuan: Designer Jiang, please give me your feedback.]

"Boss, the video conference is ready, we can begin."

Assistant Li Rui gently knocked on the door and stood at the entrance to remind them.

Ling Jingyuan nodded slightly upon hearing this, then quickly sent a message after glancing at his phone.

[Ling Jingyuan: Eat well, and raise any objections later tonight.]

After replying to the message, Ling Jingyuan got up and followed Li Rui towards the main conference room.

Jiang Zhi's gaze lingered on the chat box between the two, on Ling Jingyuan's last message, and a hint of doubt appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Bring it up again tonight?" What does that mean?

Jiang Zhi looked at the message, unsure how to reply. After thinking for a moment, she put away her phone and went to the bathroom without replying.

She had just sat down on the toilet when she heard someone talking in the bathroom. She guessed who it was from just one sentence.

In front of the sink mirror, Wang Ying, looking displeased, took out lipstick and was applying it to her lips while complaining dismissively.

"That client is really driving me crazy! He's clearly a nouveau riche who doesn't know anything but still complains about my proposal."

"Does he have good taste? Does he understand design?"

"He even mentioned Jiang Zhi in front of so many people, saying that another project she designed before was better than mine."

"What does he mean? What does it mean that he said this in front of so many people?"

"Isn't this a blatant slap in my face?"

"What do you mean Jiang Zhi's design is better, and mine isn't?"

"He doesn't even think about what he actually wants. This plan has been revised so many times, and every time he wants something different. He's really driving me crazy."

Another girl, her voice somewhat high-pitched, chimed in, "Oh dear, that's how it is now. Whoever pays the money is the boss. The project I'm in charge of is the same; it's been reviewed five or six times already, and the plan still isn't finalized."

"It's so annoying!"

"However, your client is a bit more difficult to deal with, even more difficult than mine."

"Hey, tell me, how did Jiang Zhi manage to win over that difficult client on that other project?"

"I heard that her project proposal didn't go through as many meetings or go through as many revisions as ours."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ying paused slightly while applying lipstick, a fleeting hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

She applied even more lipstick and said with a cold laugh, "Who knows?"

"I heard that the client is a lecherous and difficult person, so how come Jiang Zhi's design skills are so strong that she got the client to approve the plan directly?"

"Heh, I don't believe there's such a good thing..."

Upon hearing this, another girl looked at Wang Ying with a gossipy expression and chuckled, "Wang Ying, what do you mean...?"

Wang Ying put away her lipstick, checked her makeup in the mirror, and smiled swayingly.

"Hey, Cai Lin, don't talk nonsense. I didn't say anything, and I don't know anything."

The girl called Cai Lin chuckled softly upon hearing this, glanced at Wang Ying without saying anything, but the two exchanged a look.

Wang Ying packed away her makeup bag and said with a hint of sarcasm and indifference, "We're not Jiang Zhi, who knows how she managed to get the project..."

Jiang Zhi heard their conversation clearly; their voices were neither too loud nor too soft, indicating they had no intention of hiding anything.

Jiang Zhi's eyes turned slightly cold, and her face turned slightly chilly.

With a "bang," Jiang Zhi pushed open the bathroom door...