Ye Zhao stared at him, her eyes glistening with tears and her cheeks flushed. Jiang Che couldn't help but swallow, then looked away in near panic.

Ye Zhao reached out and turned his face back. Jiang Che was about to release his hand covering her mouth when, in the next second, he felt a soft, damp touch in his palm.

In an instant, Jiang Che felt as if he had been struck by an electric current, his body stiffening abruptly, and a tingling, itchy sensation spreading up his arm.

He looked down and met Ye Zhao's triumphant smile and her watery eyes.

Without further hesitation, Jiang Che released Ye Zhao's hand, cupped her head, and lowered his head to kiss her. This kiss was not as gentle and gradual as before; it was full of aggression, almost overwhelming Ye Zhao.

"Hmm..." She wanted to say something, but Jiang Che blocked her from saying anything, and she gradually lay down on the sofa.

Jiang Che's kiss was extremely intense, giving Ye Zhao no chance to catch her breath. For a moment, Ye Zhao even felt like she was about to faint.

After a short while, Jiang Che finally let go of her, one arm around her slender waist, the other touching her face, and he buried his face in her ear, breathing heavily, "Are you still going to provoke me?"

His voice was incredibly hoarse, which sounded exceptionally sexy.

Ye Zhao reached out and laboriously cupped his face, meeting his deep eyes, and kissed him again without saying a word.

Jiang Che felt a surge of joy in his heart, and his heart pounded wildly. He instinctively hugged the person beneath him tightly and kissed him even more passionately.

The snow outside the window continued to fall heavily, an old movie was playing on the television, and the two people on the sofa became increasingly passionate, gradually no longer satisfied with just intimacy.

Jiang Che wrapped his arms around Ye Zhao's slender waist and gently lifted her from the sofa. Before she could even put on her shoes, the two went into the bedroom.

Their breaths mingled, their skin touched, their hearts rejoiced—everything fell into place so naturally.

...

Ye Zhao didn't know when the heavy snow outside the window stopped. When she woke up, it was already two o'clock in the morning, and the outside was already covered in white.

The bed was warm and cozy. Ye Zhao stepped out of Jiang Che's embrace and was about to get dressed when her hand was suddenly grasped.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Che's voice was nasal after taking a nap.

Ye Zhao reached out and touched his face, saying gently, "I'm worried about Yuanbao sleeping alone, I'll go check on him."

Jiang Che then released his hand: "Okay."

The next second, he also sat up from the bed. The blanket slipped down to his waist, revealing his lines. Ye Zhao hurriedly looked away.

Jiang Che laughed and said, "What's there to be shy about? Didn't you just see it?"

Hearing him utter such lewd words, Ye Zhao looked at him in disbelief: "Shameless..."

Jiang Che smiled and pulled her into his arms. After a while of cuddling, they got dressed and went out.

Little Yuanbao was sleeping soundly in bed. Ye Zhao glanced at him and then left, relieved.

The two woke up in the middle of the night and were both a little hungry. They ate something before going back to sleep. Ye Zhao was worried that Yuanbao would kick off the covers, so she went back to sleep with him.

The next morning, everything outside the window was covered in white snow, and workers were busy clearing snow on the streets, creating a lively scene.

Jiang Che woke up early, was in exceptionally good spirits, and was in a particularly good mood.

As soon as Ye Zhao opened the door, she saw him standing in the room grinning like an idiot, showing his big teeth. When Jiang Che saw Ye Zhao push the door open, he suddenly stopped smiling and looked a little uncomfortable. He even scratched his head.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked with amusement.

Jiang Che laughed again upon hearing this, his smile radiant: "I'm happy!"

Ye Zhao couldn't help but laugh, her eyebrows curving into a smile, which was very beautiful.

The two spent another period of sweet affection until Yuanbao woke up.

The snow on the road had been mostly cleared, and there were more and more vehicles on the road. The three of them tidied up and had breakfast, and the driver arrived at the hotel just in time.

Ye Zhao plans to visit Ye Feng today, and also bring Yuanbao along, since he is Ye Feng's grandson and should be seen.

Jiang Che said he also wanted to go and see, and Ye Zhao did not refuse, but he did not expect him to buy so many gifts, so many that they almost filled the living room.

When Ye Feng saw Yuanbao for the first time, he couldn't hide his excitement, and his eyes even welled up with tears.

Little Yuanbao was also well-behaved and endearing, calling each of his grandpas one by one, which made Ye Feng very happy.

"This child is so well-behaved!" Ye Feng couldn't help but praise Yuanbao.

It's only been half an hour since they met, and he's already praised her countless times; Ye Zhao is immune to it all.

The three of them rarely come here, and the aunt was extremely busy. Ye Zhao rolled up her sleeves and went into the kitchen to help, while Jiang Che chatted with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was already quite content with this. He knew how unreasonable he had been in the past, and he never dared to make any demands on Ye Zhao. He was even worried about causing trouble for Ye Zhao, and he didn't dare to spend the money Ye Zhao gave him recklessly, using it sparingly.

Ye Zhao naturally observed clues in his life and left an envelope on the table before leaving.

"I'll give you money, so spend it without worry. Don't be stingy with it. I don't need your money. I'll feel more at ease if you're doing well."

"Oh, okay..."

After only a month or two, Ye Feng had more gray hair. He was wearing a cheap black cotton coat and a pair of matching cotton shoes, responding timidly, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

But when Ye Zhao thought about what he had done in the past, she couldn't feel any sympathy for him.

Compared to Ye Zhao, Jiang Che was obviously much more polite and courteous. Before leaving, he specially invited Ye Feng to spend the New Year's Day at the Jiang family home. After Ye Zhao nodded in agreement, Ye Feng hurriedly nodded in acceptance.

Having not seen Yuanbao for a long time, Ye Zhao has been busy spending time with him these past few days. However, Jiang Che is worried about being photographed by someone with ulterior motives, so he has arranged for people to follow them.

But on this day, they still encountered an unexpected person.

After not seeing her for several years, Ye Zhao was surprised to find that Ye Ling had changed so much.

She'd probably had a lot of work done on her face; it looked very industrial, and she was wearing heavy makeup. If it weren't for that sharp, sarcastic voice, Ye Zhao wouldn't have recognized her.

She didn't seem to be doing well; even with heavy makeup, she couldn't hide her haggard appearance and poor health, though her personality remained harsh.

"Is this the little bastard?"

"I never imagined you could climb up Jiang Che's social ladder."

Ye Zhao had no intention of getting entangled with her and was about to leave with Yuanbao, but the next second, Ye Ling suddenly stepped forward and blocked her way: "Help me!"

He spoke in a tone that seemed perfectly natural.

Ye Zhao frowned and stepped aside, while the others behind her quietly stepped forward and stood between the two.

Ye Ling struggled to reach out to Ye Zhao: "Ye Zhao, you have to help me, you absolutely have to help me!"