Jiang Wanning and Su Zhihan got into the car, preparing to eat out for lunch.

Su Zhihan was still furious.

"I had already planned that I would publish a book called 'My Two or Three Things About My Idols' and you would provide the illustrations. One would be Qin Peng, and the other would be Gu Lingyang. Maybe I would meet more idols in the future, and I could just add them to the book. I never expected that I would miss the chance to get close to Qin Peng. I'm so angry."

Qin Peng looked at the trophy in his hand: runner-up.

It was a blatant humiliation.

Who exactly is number 22? They don't even dare to show their face or reveal their real name. What a coward!

When his agent came in, Qin Peng didn't even look up, his fingers gripping the trophy tightly as if he wanted to crush it.

"Did you find out? Who exactly is number 22?" He deliberately beat him by 0.1 seconds; the other person must be intentionally trying to humiliate him.

"No. The organizers just won't budge."

"Did Su Zhihan add you? Send me her WeChat."

The agent's expression was a little subtle: "I gave her my business card. She was on the phone at the time and couldn't add me as a friend directly. But don't worry, when I clearly stated my identity and purpose, her eyes lit up. She has obviously admired you for a long time, so she will definitely add me on WeChat. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes, just wait and see."

A few minutes later, the agent contradicted himself.

Qin Peng's expression was not good: "The few minutes you mentioned have all passed. Check your phone and see if you've added any friend requests."

"I'll take a look right now."

Other messages came in, but none of them were from Su Zhihan requesting to add her as a friend.

Qin Peng ignored him and walked out with a sullen face.

As soon as they stepped outside, a swarm of reporters rushed up to them.

"Mr. Qin, you came in second place in this competition by a time of 0.1 seconds. What are your thoughts? Is there anything you would like to say to your fans?"

They already conducted interviews back then, so where did these reporters come from?

Qin Peng wore an impeccable smile: "Winning and losing are common occurrences. I'm not a god. Naturally, I can't win every time. But I can guarantee that I give my all in every match. So, I accept my defeat this time. I'm not as skilled as my opponent, and I will try harder next time."

His answer was flawless.

Suddenly, Qin Peng looked at the camera and called out to number 22: "My friend, next time, could you unveil your mystery and have a fair and square match with me, revealing your true identity?"

As a result, "[Qin Peng ran for second place]" and "[Qin Peng called out to the mysterious No. 22]" instantly became trending topics.

Netizens are extremely interested in this mysterious racer, but the only videos that have surfaced are of his crazy and skillful racing on the 22nd, and nothing else can be found.

Su Zhihan saw this trending topic while she was having dinner with Jiang Wanning.

"To be honest, I'm also quite interested in number 22."

The two strolled around the streets for a while longer, and Su Zhihan returned home laden with purchases.

Jiang Wanning went back to the old house for dinner that evening, and Fu Jingwen was indeed home.

The atmosphere during the meal was very pleasant.

After dinner, Jiang Wanning played cards with the two elderly people. Ye Shuxiang remembered Jiang Wanning's graduation ceremony the next day, so she didn't let them play for too long and told Jiang Wanning to go back and rest.

Jiang Wanning washed up and lay in bed, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

She opened her eyes in the darkness, looked at Fu Chenyuan's side, and suddenly realized that it was because Fu Chenyuan was not there.

Today, apart from that note, she and Fu Chenyuan hadn't exchanged any messages or made any phone calls.

Jiang Wanning knew Fu Chenyuan was busy, so she didn't bother him. Is he still busy now?

She picked up her phone and sent Fu Chenyuan a message: 【Are you asleep?】

She stared at her phone; if Fu Chenyuan didn't reply within a minute, she would go to sleep.

At this moment, Fu Chenyuan was sitting in the other party's conference room.

Chen Yan sat next to him, along with two lawyers who were with him.

There were several contracts laid out in front of everyone, which had been revised again and again.

It was already past 11 p.m., and the other party was secretly groaning inwardly, but couldn't show it on their face.

Fu Chenyuan is a money god. Once a project catches his eye and a contract is signed, he never hesitates to invest funds and provide manpower and material support, achieving a win-win situation.

From the moment Fu Chenyuan arrived at their company early in the morning, he began to receive and accompany him, and now he has been working non-stop for fourteen hours straight.

Fu Chenyuan meticulously checked every piece of data, report, and document, seemingly without getting tired.

Fu Chenyuan managed to finish a three-day task in just one day.

Now all that's left is to sign the contract.

Oh, right, they even eat boxed lunches; they don't have time to eat out.

Fu Chenyuan's phone rang. The ringtone was special; it was a special ringtone that Fu Chenyuan had set for Jiang Wanning.

Fu Chenyuan glanced at the time and realized it was already past 11 p.m.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Jiang Wanning should be asleep by now.

The fact that Jiang Wanning is sending him a message means that Jiang Wanning can't sleep.

Why can't I sleep?

Do you miss him?

Is she not used to it because he's not home?

Upon realizing this, Fu Chenyuan's heart pounded wildly. His first reaction was that it was impossible, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but curve slightly. Before he could even confirm it, his heart was already filled with ecstasy.

Fu Chenyuan stood up, indicating that he was going out to make a phone call.

Chen Yan nodded, suddenly feeling a bit worried. His boss seemed to be obsessed with romance!

He recognized the ringtone; it was his wife's special ringtone.

Fu Chenyuan used to never look at his phone while working, but now he's glued to it. Whenever Jiang Wanning's special ringtone sounds, no matter how busy he is, he'll reply to her message immediately.

Like now, we're just a little bit away from signing the contract.

Fu Chenyuan could have signed the contract before contacting his wife.

Chen Yan was puzzled. The only explanation was that their boss was love-struck.

Jiang Wanning stared at her phone screen when suddenly, Fu Chenyuan called.

She was startled, then flustered, and answered the phone the second it rang, which was practically the same as answering it instantly.

A low chuckle came from the other end of the phone: "Waiting for my call?"

This person, really, sometimes seems a bit too narcissistic.

Little did Jiang Wanning know that it was precisely because Fu Chenyuan lacked confidence in this relationship that he repeatedly used such opportunities to subtly test her.

Jiang Wanning always speaks her mind, and immediately admitted, "Yeah. I was thinking that if you don't reply to my message within a minute, I won't wait anymore and I'll really go to sleep."

"Wanwan, can you promise me something?"

"What?"

"One minute is too short. Could you give me more time next time? Like half an hour, or an hour. In short, no matter how busy I am, I will definitely respond to you within this timeframe and won't make you wait all day."

After Fu Chenyuan finished speaking, he subconsciously held his breath, waiting for Jiang Wanning's reply.