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

Ruan Yang was speechless.

She forgot to hide her earrings beforehand...

Jiang Yanci casually traced circles on her waist with his fingertips. "Yangyang, why are you curious about the study's security camera?"

Ruan Yangsheng's brain raced, trying to figure out what he could do to avoid being monitored, but he couldn't come up with any clever or intelligent answer.

All I can think of is the dirty joke that Doubao told her that afternoon.

Ugh!

Those who are near vermilion become red, and those who are near bean curd become yellow.

Ruan Yang stammered, "Because I want to kiss you in the study..."

Just saying the word "dear" made Ruan Yang blush, and she couldn't bring herself to say the word "kiss."

But what Jiang Yanci heard and imagined in his mind was not just those two words.

Good news: My brother said there are no security cameras in the study.

Bad news: Ruan Yang's lips were swollen from being kissed in the study.

……

It was already past nine o'clock at night when Jiang Yanci carried Ruan Yang out of the study.

Jiang Yanci looked at the little girl with sweat dripping from her nose. Just a kiss had made her so tired.

She also said that she has good physical strength.

This time, he didn't rely on anyone else; after giving Ruan Yang a bath, he carried her back to the bedroom.

Ruan Yang was fast asleep, only vaguely remembering that she had taken two baths.

It felt like something had been spilled on her, and it was burning hot.

"...Thank you, Sister Ming." She thought it was the maid and mumbled something.

They even said thank you.

This clumsy little rabbit is lucky to be well protected by the Jiang family, otherwise it would have been schemed against sooner or later.

Jiang Yanci felt refreshed and handled some more work.

He stopped staying up so late as before. Ever since he decided to spend his life with the young girl, he has started to maintain a regular schedule.

Back in the bedroom, I found Ruan Yang already fast asleep.

Under the pink silk pillow was his phone. Jiang Yan had left the study without his phone, and now Ruan Yang was using it as a hand warmer, holding it in both hands as if it were a thick blanket in the dead of winter.

Jiang Yanci turned up the room temperature.

Then, he took out his phone.

But Ruan Yang wrinkled her nose and gripped the handle even tighter.

Jiang Yanci smoothed the hair covering her face and coaxed gently, "Be good, let go, I need to recharge."

Ruan Yang's eyelashes fluttered.

As if by reflex, she groggily opened her eyes, her two incredibly soft hands wrapped around his broad shoulders, and kissed him.

Jiang Yanci had a meal.

He glanced at the time.

The hypnosis session wasn't over yet.

Five minutes later, 24 hours had passed since the hypnosis began, and he said the same thing to Ruan Yang again.

The little girl had already fallen into a deep sleep, nestled in his arms.

Like a kitten warming itself by a fireplace in winter, its curled-up body gradually stretched out, and it fell into a deep sleep, unable to verify Jiang Yanci's conjecture.

He hugged the person in his arms tighter and kissed her forehead.

No problem.

He'll find out the truth sooner or later.

*

Some people are asleep, some are unable to sleep.

Take Yao Jinzhi for example.

Ever since she returned from the bridal shop, her eyelids have been twitching nonstop, as if something was about to happen.

She was a wealthy heiress in the first half of her life and a socialite in the second half, but fate is fair; she lost her daughter and husband.

Thinking of the girl's profile in the wedding dress shop, she felt more and more that it resembled Yangyang.

How could that be?

She must be overthinking it.

Yao Jinzhi opened the drawer and stroked the framed photo of herself and her daughter.

That was her and her husband's first daughter, and Jiang Zhuo's twin sister, but she was lost by the careless nanny. Yao Jinzhi was usually gentle, but that time she went crazy and wanted to kill the nanny.

Her husband stopped her.

"Jinzhi, taking your anger out on her is useless. We will find Nannan eventually."

Ten years later, fate played another cruel joke.

Her husband disappeared when she was two months pregnant with Zhaozhao.

For seven years, there has been no news of them.

Yao Jinzhi held the photo to her heart and wept silently.

Where is her little girl?

*

Ruan Yang woke up early Wednesday morning.

The sky outside the window was a clear, deep blue.

Ruan Yang loves sunny days; she is full of energy and has made thorough preparations.

From today onwards, she will try her best to play the role of Ruan Yang who has forgotten Jiang Zhuo.

She wasn't a superstitious person, but her phone sent her a horoscope.

Great fortune! You are likely to meet your destined romantic partner!

The lucky number is 7.

Ruan Yang was very pleased.

What a beautiful day!

When Jiang Yanci woke up, he saw Yangyang, who looked like a little bird, fiddling with herself in front of the wardrobe.

He stood up and kissed her ear. "What are you doing?"

Ruan Yang froze. "Big brother?"

Upon hearing the address and meeting the girl's surprised eyes, Jiang Yanci realized his rudeness.

Yangyang is very sober now.

In her eyes, he wasn't her boyfriend, but rather her boyfriend's older brother.

It turns out that forming a habit doesn't take 21 days, it only takes one day.

After spending 24 hours together, Jiang Yanci had gotten used to holding her in his arms and kissing her.

He let go of her hand. "Good morning, Yangyang."

Ruan Yang relaxed her tense back and gave a sweet smile, "Good morning, brother!"

Her eyes sparkled. "You have so many pretty dresses in your closet, all in my size. Did you buy them for me?"

"Um."

Ruan Yang compared the two light pink dresses, "Which one looks better?"

Jiang Yanci asked, "You seem so happy, do you have a date?"

"Yes!" Ruan Yang nodded. "There's a social gathering today, and I've forgotten when I agreed to it, but I still want to dress up nicely!"

She tilted her head back, her lips glistening with glossy lip gloss, and said in her usual coquettish tone, "Tell me, which one looks better?"

Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl in front of him who was so enthusiastic about the social event. Even though he was very tolerant, he still felt a little suffocated.

It's just a social gathering, why are you so happy?

It's a pity, I'm going to disappoint her.

He looked at the photos of those boys, and none of them were good-looking.

How could Yangyang, a girl who loves pretty things, choose a husband who is ordinary in every way?

He flicked his finger and gently tapped her forehead. "You don't want Jiang Zhuo anymore?"

Ruan Yang tilted her head, a look of confusion appearing in her clear, bright eyes.

Who is Jiang Zhuo?

Jiang Yanci's hand froze in mid-air as he scrutinized Ruan Yang.

"Don't you remember?"

Under that sharp gaze, Ruan Yang clenched her fists and frowned slightly, saying, "Also surnamed Jiang? Are you related?"

She looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, brother, I really don't remember. Was it someone important? Could you remind me?"

"unimportant."

Jiang Yanci patted her head, in a good mood, and helped her choose a pink dress. "This one, please."

He chose a long dress with a hem that reached his ankles.

The other item was a short skirt.

Jiang Yanci was not a feudal patriarch, nor would he dictate his wife's clothing choices.

That is boundless freedom.

He simply helped choose an outfit suitable for the occasion.

Ruan Yang was very well-behaved and took the clothes to change.

After she changed her clothes, Jiang Yanci glanced at her.

This is a halter-neck long dress, with three-dimensional flowers adorning the neckline. The skirt is also fully covered, only revealing two snow-white arms, making it dignified and beautiful.

"nice."

Ruan Yang smiled and said, "I like it too. You have such good taste, brother."

She always had a sweet tongue, which Jiang Yanci appreciated.

"Come over for dinner, I'll take you to your company in a bit."

"No need, I have an early class today, I'll just take a taxi."

As she spoke, she picked up her light pink Vivant Nappa bag and turned away like a graceful butterfly, revealing her pipa-like back.

Under natural light, it resembles delicate, flawless white jade, gleaming with a lustrous sheen.

Jiang Yanci: "?"