The younger sister pretends to be hypnotized, and her older brother gets addicted.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yanci's voice was cold, "Does Miss Qiao have any evidence?"

Qiao Wei said, "No, but I saw it with my own eyes! Mr. Jiang, please don't be fooled by this kind of sweet-talking woman!"

boring.

Jiang Yanci hung up the phone and then instructed his assistant, Lu, to check the list of attendees for tomorrow's social gathering.

Assistant Lu quickly found out and attached a photo.

"President Jiang, there are seven boys signing up tomorrow. They are not a threat in terms of appearance or family background."

Jiang Yanci glanced at the list and then at Assistant Lu.

You've been talking a lot lately.

Assistant Lu changed the subject, "You're not planning to stop Miss Ruan from going on the blind date?"

Jiang Yanci leaned back in his chair with his broad shoulders and tossed the list into the trash can. "She's just young and curious. Why restrain her?"

But this Qiao Wei is getting in the way.

Jiang Yanci tapped his fingers on the table and said something.

Assistant Lu nodded. "Yes, I will immediately instruct someone to do so."

……

At that time, the stars shone brightly.

When Ruan Yang heard the principal mention the social event, she didn't want to sign up.

But after everyone found out that her boyfriend was dating Qiao Wei's sister, they all urged her to sign up.

Forced into a corner, Ruan Yang was reported to the authorities.

"We're still missing one girl. Meng Ling, are you going?" the principal asked Meng Ling.

A colleague spoke first: "Principal, Meng Ling has a boyfriend, and he's older than her!"

Ruan Yang was somewhat surprised.

She had always assumed her senior was single.

"We've broken up," Meng Ling laughed. "Of course I have to go meet the boy the principal personally vetted!"

After the principal left, Meng Ling stopped Ruan Yang. "Yangyang, I heard Sunday night was amazing! Unfortunately, I had something to do that day. Tell me what happened!"

Looking at the dark circles under Meng Ling's eyes, Ruan Yang asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"What could possibly be wrong with me!" Meng Ling laughed. "Look at my new bag, isn't it pretty!"

Ruan Yang found it somewhat strange.

Meng Ling has always been frugal; she has never been seen using any luxury goods, and she even takes the subway to work.

"It looks good." Ruan Yang said worriedly, "You and your boyfriend..."

Meng Ling glanced at the time, then slapped her forehead. "Oh no! I have to go to class. You'd better tell me all about what happened that night later; I love watching funny stories!"

After Meng Ling left, some people started whispering among themselves.

"Sigh. Meng Ling had been saving every penny to support her boyfriend, but she ended up getting dumped."

How do you know you got dumped?

"I met her boyfriend once. He looks like a celebrity. He must have dumped Meng Ling and hooked up with a rich woman."

Ruan Yang frowned but didn't reply.

Before she knew it, it was noon. Ruan Yang clocked out and bumped into Huo Shen.

Huo Shen was dressed in a light pink hoodie, looking very youthful, and waited for Ruan Yang to come downstairs.

Ruan Yang has a good impression of Huo Shen, and he is currently ranked first among her marriage candidates.

Huo Shen took out a delicate little bag. "Yangyang, you were wronged on Sunday night. I didn't treat you well. Please accept this little gift."

This time, Ruan Yang did not refuse.

But Yu Guangzhong saw a familiar Cullinan parked at the door.

The rear window rolled down, revealing a pair of hawk-like eyes.

Ruan Yang shuddered inexplicably.

"...Sorry, I have a boyfriend."

Huo Shen paused, grabbed her slender wrist, and said in a somewhat urgent tone.

"I asked Jiang Zhuo, and he said you two broke up. Yangyang, since Jiang Zhuo doesn't cherish you, I'm willing to take his place and protect you."

The gaze from not far away seemed tangible, landing on her wrist and burning slightly.

The eldest brother has already become suspicious of her.

We must not arouse any further suspicion.

She pulled her hand away. "...Don't talk nonsense. He and I have a very good relationship."

As she spoke, Ruan Yang took small, quick steps and hurried towards the waiting Cullinan.

The moment she opened the car door, she gave herself almost no chance to brake, and her whole body lurched into the back seat with the momentum.

However, Jiang Yanci was sitting comfortably by the door.

Ruan Yang practically fell into his arms.

Fortunately, the car door was slammed shut immediately.

The moment the soundproof glass rose, it sealed off all the panic and ambiguity inside the car.

Outside the car, Huo Shen only managed to catch a glimpse of the blurry silhouette flash by; the car windows were as black as mirrors, and he couldn't see anything.

But he recognized the license plate.

It was Jiang Yanci's car.

Huo Shen: "..."

*

Inside the car, Ruan Yang remained in the same position as before, her buttocks almost touching the car door.

A large hand was positioned between her skirt and the car door.

That hand, which was originally gentlemanly, gently pressed down on the silk fabric that was sticking up at the back of the skirt, barely preventing a corner of spring scenery from being exposed.

But by dodging, she ended up sitting firmly in the large palm.

Ruan Yang immediately felt uncomfortable, her lower abdomen tightened, and she quietly lifted her buttocks.

Just then, the car went over a speed bump, the body swayed slightly, the bump caused her to lose her balance, and she fell heavily back down.

"Waaah..."

A short, shameful moan escaped her lips, but she bit it before the last syllable could finish.

The hand behind him was originally flatly pressed against the gap between the car door and the seat.

But now, because she sat down, the shape changed.

The slender fingers were slightly bent, like a few warm pebbles pressing against soft skin through the thin fabric, their presence so striking that they could not be ignored.

Jiang Yanci leaned down, his breath brushing against her earlobe.

"Why is Yangyang playing by herself?"

The sound is too overpowered...

As for what he said, Ruan Yang didn't quite hear it.

She tried to calm her pounding heart, frantically searching her mind for the moments she shared with Jiang Zhuo. After a long pause, she finally managed to stammer out a harsh sentence, "...You're poking me."

"Yes, it was my brother's fault."

He chuckled softly and calmly withdrew his hand.

He then changed his posture, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her directly into his embrace. "What did Huo Shen say to you?"

"...I won't tell you."

"Bad kid."

Jiang Yanci pinched her cheek lightly, but with a hint of punishment.

A moment later, he took out his tablet.

Ruan Yang thought he was going to have another meeting.

A tablet was handed over, with wedding dress designs displayed on the screen.

"Which one do you like?" Jiang Yanci said.

"I like them both." Ruan Yang snorted, displaying the arrogance she showed in front of Jiang Zhuo.

"Greedy. Trying every single one will take a toll on your stamina."

"No way," Ruan Yang retorted softly, "I have great stamina."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yanci's eyes darkened, he tightened his arms, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I'll remember that."

After having a light meal, the two went to Château Amour.

The three-story villa with its high ceilings is like a wedding dress museum, with each wedding dress on display being an exquisite exhibit.

"So beautiful." Ruan Yang was overwhelmed with admiration.

Store manager Lily personally greeted them; she was wearing a white and gray suit and had a gentle demeanor.

"Miss Ruan, your wedding dress is on the third floor, it's even more beautiful there."

The store manager is right; the wedding dresses on the third floor are far more exquisite and beautiful than those on the first floor, like works of art from the European Renaissance.

Ruan Yang lowered her eyes.

It was just a wedding that never happened.

Why did you bring so many beautiful wedding dresses, brother?

……

On the first floor, Yao Jinzhi accompanied her friend, Mrs. Huo, to try on her wedding dress for their silver wedding anniversary.

Mrs. Huo looked around but wasn't very satisfied.

Until she looked up, "Jinzhi, look at the wedding dresses on the third floor!"

Yao Jinzhi looked up and saw the wedding dresses displayed on the third floor through the high-ceilinged atrium.

The skirt shimmered brilliantly in the natural light, radiating a fiery glow.

"I'm sorry," the staff member said gently, "the third floor is booked out for today."

Mrs. Huo wasn't one to make a fuss. Pointing to the wedding dress on the third floor, she said, "I don't want to try on any others, I just want that one."

"I'm so sorry, those aren't our wedding dresses. All the wedding dresses on the three-story building were imported from Europe by our customers."

"What a grand gesture," Mrs. Huo muttered. "I haven't heard of any wealthy families in Beijing or Hong Kong holding weddings recently."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a deep, familiar male voice came from upstairs.

"Baby, how did the trial go?"

Mrs. Huo: "?"

Did she reach the end of her life?

Otherwise, how could we hear that big iceberg from the Jiang family speaking in such a gentle tone?

"...Jinzhi, that sounds like the sound of your family's banquet."