He sent Gu Qing back home, in the Half Mountain Villa area. The villa was still where Ruan Jiang had seen her off.

  However, he is wealthy and dissolute, and has given gifts to many people, so how could he possibly remember.

  She had just gotten out of the car and hadn't even had time to say thank you before the Rolls-Royce drove away.

  The wind lifted her skirt, blowing a bit cold, and she should have woken up from the dream that had been sinking for so long.

  Gu Qing suddenly understood Zhang Jie's words.

  "Gu Qing, you should be thinking about how much you can get out of Ruan Jianglin, rather than how to take advantage of him as a person."

  A person who is used to being free and unfettered will never be able to be tied down.

  When he is happy, he can spoil people to heaven and give people a fatal temptation.

  When he loses interest, he will let you fall into the abyss, without caring about your well-being.

  *

  At night, Jiang Yan sat on the sofa for a long time, listening to the cicadas outside. After entering summer, they became even more noisy.

  She was wearing a thin nightgown, and on her bare arms were still the unscattered marks of kisses left by Ruan Jianglin.

  This year's birthday was still without Ruan Jianglin's participation.

  Originally wanted to buy a cake for herself, but she didn't really like eating it, so she gave up after some thought.

  Late at night, she lit a candle alone and hesitated for a long time about whether or not to make a wish.

  In the end, there was no other way, so I just blew out the candle directly.

  Her wish, except for Ruan Jianglin, no one can fulfill it.

  She is a bit stubborn.

  He's not here, so she simply doesn't want to.

  In the living room, she didn't turn on the light, the moonlight was quiet and lonely, she sat alone on the sofa, shrinking her hands and feet, with only a thin blanket covering her body.

  It had been too long, and she was getting sleepy. Just as she was about to fall asleep, Ruan Jianglin suddenly returned.

  He turned on the light and the room was suddenly bright. Jiang Yan felt a bit uncomfortable and subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes.

  She reached out to touch her phone, lit up the screen, and it was exactly 12:01.

  Just one minute late, Ruan Jianglin would have made it in time to wish her a happy birthday.

  Ruan Jiang came in with a hint of drunkenness.

  He saw Jiang Yan sitting on the sofa, her eyes a bit dull, and he walked over to sit beside her.

  Jiang Yan saw him coming and nestled into the man's arms.

  She took a light sniff and apart from the smell of wine, there was also a very pleasant fragrance, but it was very faint, so faint that she seemed to have only caught a whiff of it for an instant before it disappeared.

  "Have you been raising a fox behind my back?" She raised her head from the man's arms, raising an eyebrow to question him.

  Ruan Jiang pressed her head back down, his hands supporting her buttocks as he walked towards the bedroom, she was hanging on him like a sloth.

  "How dare you?" He teased her, speaking with a hint of Beijing accent, full of spoiled rich kid attitude, but for once, he yielded to her.

  Jiang Yan originally didn't plan on arguing with him, thinking that she probably just overthought things.

  His hand slipped into her nightgown with ease, planting a flurry of kisses on the nape of her neck.

  Jiang Yan's hands hooked around his neck, and she reached out to pull at his clothes.

  As soon as I opened the button, I saw a lip print.

  She sneered, the color was quite good-looking, but it wasn't hers.

  She stopped her actions, and Ruan Jianglin raised his eyes to see a clear and cold color at the bottom of her eyes.

  Jiang Yan reached out and touched the place where he had lipstick on him. He took a glance, it must have been when he was talking to Gu Qing earlier, leaning to one side.

  Looking at Jiang Yan, he suddenly smiled, "Really no one."

  He is also willing to explain, which can be considered a very good attitude and concession.

  If it were usual, he would just sneer and say "believe it or not".

  Jiang Yan didn't say anything, stunned for a while, then "oh" and turned over, pulling the quilt to sleep.

  Ruan Jiang came out after washing and saw her curled up in a ball in the quilt, he reached out to hook his waist.

  Jiang Yan didn't move, her body was a bit stiff, probably because she didn't want him to touch her.

  He always does this, whether she is happy or unhappy, he can pretend that nothing has happened.

  She didn't move, and the man lost interest too. He turned over, his back to hers, with an unusually large gap between them.

  After a while, Jiang Yan slowly opened her mouth, her voice not loud, but also not small, with a thick nasal tone: "Ruan Jianglin, marry me."

  It wasn't the first time she said this to him, it was just the first time she got rejected.

  He didn't respond to her, and the voice in the night was eerily quiet.

  Jiang Yan shifted her body, inching closer and closer to the edge of the bed, and with just a little more movement, she would tumble off.

  Although it's a king-size bed, it seems like there's no room for her.

  He heard it, he's just too lazy to answer her question when he knows she already knows the answer.

  It was probably insomnia, and later in order to coax her, he turned around again, hugged her, pulled her back from the edge of the bed, and whispered: "Isn't this good? Don't make trouble with me, huh?"

  She snuggled in the man's arms, her fingers clutching his clothes with all her might. After a long while, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "It's you who thinks it's okay, not me."

  Ruan Jianglin didn't say a word, he was really drunk, and he hugged Jiang Yan and fell asleep.

  That night, Jiang Yan was in his arms, another sleepless night.

  The next day when they woke up, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened.

  He was still very good to her, and occasionally being thoughtful would make Jiang Yan flustered, while he enjoyed watching her look flustered.

  She chose to ignore the scent of perfume on the man and the lipstick print on his lips.

  Generally speaking, he believes in Ruan Jianglin, who will not do it and is not willing to do it.

  Maybe one day when Jiang Lin is really fed up, she wants to change to a new one. She thinks he will definitely end it without any hesitation or reservation, no need to hide or conceal anything.

  All she wants is an attitude of Ruan Jianglin's willingness to explain.

  Does he understand or not?

  Unconsciously, it has entered the midsummer. The pot of Juliet that Ruan Jiang sent her off with was blooming more and more gorgeously.

  Elegant and high-end, with a cut flower accompaniment, is a noble atmosphere that other roses can't match.

  Jiang Yan occasionally fiddled with it, and Ruan Jiang's "just a pot of flowers" made her rack her brains.

  After summer vacation, she moved back to No. 7 Courtyard again, this time without bringing much stuff, as Ruan Jianglin had lavishly bought her all new things.

  He is willing to spend money and she is happy to be at ease, too lazy to move back and forth.

  She put all the winter clothes she had left in the seventh courtyard during the winter vacation into the closet of another room, but Ruan Jianglin's cloakroom still couldn't hold her things, it should be blamed on him for sending too many.

  He looked at Jiang Yan tidying up the wardrobe, and the next day he directly had someone come over to knock through the house's cloakroom and guest bedroom, expanding the size of the cloakroom.

  The house in No. 7 Courtyard was a gift from an old lady, and it's quite spacious, especially in the capital city where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold.

  Moreover, he originally lived alone and did not plan to change.

  Jiang Yan asked him where he lived during the renovation, he smiled and told Jiang Yan to pack up her things, and took her directly to open a room at the Jiang Hong International, booking a presidential suite for a month.

  (End of chapter)