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

Jiang Zhi blushed furiously, feeling her face burning hot and red.

She turned away, not daring to look at Ling Jingyuan. Ling Jingyuan chuckled softly; he absolutely adored Jiang Zhi's appearance.

Even though they had done everything intimately together, Jiang Zhi always managed to give him a new feeling. He always seemed to have the hottest and most intense desire for her, wanting her intensely and passionately.

Ling Jingyuan washed his and Jiang Zhi's hands, then lay back down beside her and pulled her into his arms.

"Sweetie, are you shy?"

"You've seen me in every way imaginable, why are you shy about this?"

"It seems I haven't done enough, which is why you're so reserved with me..."

"Ling Jingyuan!"

Jiang Zhi really couldn't hold back this time. If she didn't speak up, who knew what kind of outrageous things this man would say next!

Ling Jingyuan looked at the woman who was like a cat with its fur standing on end and slightly curled his lips. He then whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice.

"Baby, just bear with it a little longer. You can't do it these two days because you're sick. Once you're better, I'll definitely make up for everything and satisfy you completely..."

"Ling Jingyuan! You, you... shut up!"

Jiang Zhi was truly furious. How could this man's mouth be so...

Jiang Zhi couldn't find a suitable word to describe him. She was both angry and annoyed, and she covered Ling Jingyuan's mouth tightly. She really wanted to poison this man and make him mute.

Looking at the woman who was both angry and embarrassed, Ling Jingyuan's dark eyes darkened even more.

Jiang Zhi looked away from the man's burning gaze, immediately released his lips, and quickly got out of bed without even glancing at him before heading to the living room.

Ling Jingyuan looked at the woman whose steps were a little unsteady and smiled slightly. He took a deep breath to suppress his desire.

There was nothing he could do; he had absolutely no control over this woman. Whenever he saw her, he wanted to hug her, kiss her, and desire her.

But it's impossible now since she's still sick. Once she recovers, he'll definitely make it up to her twice as much.

Jiang Zhi came to the living room, walked to the dining table, gently patted her flushed and hot face, poured herself a glass of warm water, and drank a few large gulps.

A warm body pressed against her from behind. Ling Jingyuan hugged her from behind, his low, sexy voice coming from above her head: "What do you want for dinner? I'll cook."

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously asked, "Aren't you going back?"

"Jiang Zhi, didn't you hear what your future mother-in-law said on the phone? She won't let me go back unless I take good care of you."

Ling Jingyuan spoke earnestly, but his burning gaze was fixed on Jiang Zhi, causing Jiang Zhi's hand holding the cup to pause slightly.

"Ling Jingyuan, you know our relationship..."

"Okay, I won't say what you want for dinner."

Ling Jingyuan glanced at Jiang Zhi briefly and stopped pressuring her to change the subject.

I have no appetite.

Jiang Zhi's cold hadn't gotten better, and she didn't have much of an appetite.

"We need to eat dinner too, let's just make some noodles."

After Ling Jingyuan finished speaking, he went straight into the kitchen, and soon two bowls of vegetable and egg noodles were brought out.

Jiang Zi looked at the golden-brown fried eggs, the bright green vegetables, the white noodles, and a few scallions. It looked very refreshing and seemed like it would taste good.

She couldn't help but look at Ling Jingyuan with some doubt. This man was really amazing; not only could he cook, but he also knew quite a lot.

She thought that CEOs couldn't even tell the difference between green onions and chives. Didn't CEOs eat Japanese, French, or Michelin-starred food every day?

How come Ling Jingyuan can not only cook, but also do everything?

Perhaps it was because Jiang Zhi's gaze was too obvious and too curious that Ling Jingyuan seemed to guess what she wanted to ask, glanced at her, and smiled faintly.

"Why do I know how to cook?"

Jiang Zhi was slightly taken aback and muttered softly, "Does this person have mind-reading abilities? How does he know everything?"

Ling Jingyuan smiled as he looked at Jiang Zhi, who was muttering something to herself. "Want to know the answer? Come home with me to meet my parents. I guarantee you'll learn more of my secrets there."

Ling Jingyuan threw out the bait, and Jiang Zhi glared at the man before lowering her head to pick up her chopsticks and start eating noodles.

She wasn't going to fall for this man's tricks; fine, she wouldn't say anything then.

Ling Jingyuan slightly curved his lips and looked at Jiang Zhi, who was eating noodles with her head down, a faint smile flashing in his eyes.

It's a pity I didn't fall for it.

After the two finished eating, no matter how Jiang Zhi tried to get rid of Ling Jingyuan, he wouldn't leave, so Jiang Zhi eventually had to give up.

Jiang Zhi watched TV in the living room for a while, then took her clothes to the bathroom to take a shower and wash up.

Back in the bedroom, the man came up with medicine and warm water. "Take your medicine and get some rest."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhi obediently took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp. Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan gently rubbed her head and turned off the main light in the room, leaving only a small lamp by the bedside.

After taking her medicine, Jiang Zhi wanted to read a book by her bedside, but after reading only a few pages, drowsiness overwhelmed her and she drifted off to sleep.

When Ling Jingyuan returned after taking a shower, he found that the book in Jiang Zhi's hand had fallen to the side of the bed and she had fallen asleep.

Ling Jingyuan gently put the book away, his eyes filled with tenderness. He lay down beside her, turned off the light, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead lightly before falling asleep in her arms.

On the weekend, the man stayed at Jiang Zhi's house all day and couldn't be driven away. He insisted that she eat three meals a day on time and tried to cook for her in various ways.

Not only that, he also teased Jiang Zhi constantly, hugging her, kissing her, and flirting with her.

Jiang Zhi said that her cold was contagious, and the man just smiled faintly but kissed her more forcefully. During the two days the man was there, Jiang Zhi's hands ached several times.

Monday, finally Monday, time to go to work.

Jiang Zhi had never looked forward to Monday so much. She got up early and got ready, leaving half an hour earlier than usual to avoid Ling Jingyuan.

Ling Jingyuan smiled helplessly as he watched the woman flee in panic. He opened the refrigerator and began to make lunch for Jiang Zhi.

At ten o'clock, Ling Jingyuan got into the car carrying the pink lunchbox.

Assistant Li Rui understood what it meant at a glance. He handed the food box to the driver and carefully explained a few words.

In the back row, Ling Jingyuan looked radiant and energetic, clearly having had a great weekend.

At noon, Jiang Zhi received the pink lunchbox on time. She felt a little warm inside and took the lunchbox into the break room.

A small group of three.

[Ling Jingyuan: Let's get together at our usual spot tonight.]

Zhou's Group, President's Office.

Looking at Lin Li, whose holiday was about to end and who was still not going back to work, Zhou Siye felt increasingly irritated.

What's wrong with Lin Li? Why isn't she back yet?!

Nighttime, in the private room.

Fu Libai raised an eyebrow as he looked at the person who was smiling faintly and occasionally checking their phone. "Oh, this person who was drowning their sorrows in alcohol just two days ago is now all smiles."

After the rain, spring has returned; has this meant they've made up again?