After three years of misplaced affection, Mrs. Yu is no longer willing to pretend to be obedient.

When Jane opened her eyes again, the sun was already high in the sky.

She reached out and touched the bed beside her; it was already cold. She had no idea when Yu Yunting had gotten up, and she couldn't understand why he had so much energy.

She still felt sore and weak all over, and didn't want to move at all while snuggled in bed.

Fortunately, he didn't force her to get up today, otherwise she would definitely have had that money withheld.

Jane reached out and groped around the bedside, finding her phone and seeing a message from Xu Cheng.

[Xu Cheng]: Ai Ling, our plane will take off at four o'clock in the afternoon.

[Xu Cheng]: Once you've settled in at the hotel, be mindful of the check-out time.

[Jane Ailing]: Understood.

Jane slowly sat up in bed. She had long missed the hotel breakfast at this hour, so she had to call and order food to be delivered.

After eating something, she felt her strength gradually returning. Jane Ailing began packing their luggage.

Stepping into the bathroom, although the water on the floor had dried, their clothes were scattered haphazardly all over the place, still damp to the touch.

Jane Ailing felt somewhat helpless and had no choice but to bite the bullet and deal with it.

Their suitcases were also rummaged through, probably because Yu Yunting had looked for his and her clothes here.

After all, she was the one who packed both boxes, and he wasn't aware of her arrangement rules.

It took Jane Ailing a lot of effort to repack the two suitcases and tidy up the mess of clothes.

She dragged two suitcases and checked out of the hotel at the agreed time. As she walked to the hotel's main entrance, she saw that familiar car approaching.

"You didn't have to wait long, did you?" The passenger door opened, and Xu Cheng helped her put the suitcase in the trunk.

"No, the timing is perfect."

She opened the back door and got into the car. Yu Yunting was working, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head slightly and glanced at her.

Perhaps he was still busy with work, his face was expressionless, and he looked indifferent and aloof, completely different from the passionate and crazy man he was last night.

Seeing his serious expression, Jian Ailing didn't dare to say anything more, and could only nod at him before getting into the car.

"I don't need this meaningless data; I want to see the follow-up measures. Even if the probability keeps decreasing, what are your plans for dealing with similar acceptance failures in the future?"

As the car slowly started moving, Jane realized that Yu Yunting was holding an online meeting.

But the meeting seemed to be going poorly; she could only hear Yu Yunting's low voice, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

He wasn't actually throwing a tantrum, but his tone inexplicably created a sense of oppression.

The entire carriage was deathly quiet, with only the occasional few words spoken by him.

Even though Jane Ailing didn't attend the meeting, she was still secretly worried for the other attendees.

Yu Yunting finished his offline meeting when the car arrived at the airport, and Jian Ailing felt a little more relaxed.

The group returned to Longcheng after 6 p.m.

Her role as "Assistant Jian" has been revoked.

"Boss Yu, the trip is over. Remember to transfer the money to me." During dinner that evening, Jian Ailing sensed that Yu Yunting's mood had improved somewhat, and he was no longer the cold and stern man he always was. Only then did she muster up the courage to ask.

"As agreed, you'll still be Assistant Jian today." Yu Yunting said, cutting the steak on his plate. "Move into my room tonight."

"...Oh." It sounds like they're going to make her a body pillow again.

That evening, after washing up in her room, Jian Ailing grabbed her pillow and knocked on Yu Yunting's door.

With his permission, she pushed open the door and saw Yu Yunting coming out of the bathroom, drying his hair.

Yu Yunting sat on the single sofa and tossed the towel to Jian Ailing, "My hair isn't dry."

Jane Ailing gave a soft hum, put the pillow aside, and walked behind him to help him dry his hair.

Yu Yunting's hair was stiff, just like him, cold and prickly.

"Are you going to sleep right away? If so, I'll just blow-dry your hair for you."

Yu Yunting responded, "I'm tired."

So he does know what tiredness is!

Jane couldn't help but mutter to herself.

Short hair is much faster to dry than long hair. Jane Ailing dried his hair and then used a hairdryer to blow-dry it, quickly getting it dry.

"Okay," Jane put down the hairdryer. "You can go to sleep now."

"Jian Ailing." Yu Yunting didn't turn around, so she couldn't see the expression on his face. "You can sleep here every night from now on."

Jane Ailing paused, unsure how to respond, and silently grabbed his hair, checking for any drier spots.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Yu Yunting turned around and looked at the woman standing behind him. "Did you hear me?"

Actually, she really wanted to be like him, not to answer the question directly, but to use a cunning rhetorical question to force him to say that he really hoped she could stay with him that night.

But under the gaze of those amber eyes, Jane opened her mouth, as if she couldn't say anything, and finally just nodded almost imperceptibly.

Yu Yunting relaxed his furrowed brows, stood up from the sofa, and walked to the bedside.

Jane followed his back and sat down on the other side of the bed.

His bed...did he finally let her sleep here all the time?

The lights were turned off, plunging the room into darkness. But Jane Ailing kept her eyes open.

These past few days, she's been experiencing a lot of inexplicable emotions.

Jane often had a feeling of unreality, but she kept telling herself that everything that had happened in the past few days was real and that she was not dreaming.

"Why sleep so far away?" Yu Yunting asked in a low voice as he lay on the bed.

His bed was large, and she moved her body little by little to get next to Yu Yunting.

Jane closed her eyes, slid into his broad arms, and felt his unique scent.

Yu Yunting put one arm around her and gently stroked her hair with the other before closing his eyes.

Will she have to start getting used to sleeping next to him from now on?

Jane closed her eyes, but her mind was racing.

She seems to be slowly developing feelings for Yu Yunting.

Just like when I first met him.

This feeling was something she couldn't control even herself.

Jane Ailing moved closer to his arm again and gently nuzzled Yu Yunting's shoulder.

"...Hmm?" His voice was languid, as if he were about to fall asleep.

"It's okay." In the darkness, she slowly curled the corners of her mouth.