The old man took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"That's all I know about this man. Back then, quite a few people laughed at Bai Meng for being delusional, saying that no rich man in Anshi could possibly be interested in a used woman like her."

The old man smiled ironically; the girls here always seemed to easily see any gentle male guest as a savior.

Little did they know that it was precisely because of the consumption by these "saviors" that their products existed.

Although Shen Beitang believed from the bottom of her heart that Shen Wei had not betrayed her.

But hearing the affirmative reply from others still made me feel relieved.

"What happened to Bai Meng after that?" She Chen Beitang asked. And whose child was Bai Ling?

The old man snorted dismissively and stubbed out his cigarette.

"What else can I do? I'll just come back and keep selling. I'm used to making money while lying down, how could I possibly become a lowly waiter?"

"In the end, I got pregnant by accident, and the health problems I developed after giving birth prevented me from doing it."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked Ding Meng and Shen Beitang up and down.

"You two really don't want to consider working for me? I guarantee you'll be rich."

Ding Meng chuckled dryly and waved his hand, "You should go find someone more talented."

If it weren't for the fact that they had bodyguards with them, I probably would have tried to force them out by now.

Shen Beitang held the wallet that Bai Ling had given him years ago and sighed.

It was just an ID card in her wallet that led Bai Ling to travel thousands of miles to find her relatives.

It's clear that when Bai Meng was alive, she often talked about Shen Wei in front of her.

This led Bai Ling to mistakenly believe that Shen Wei was the heartless man who abandoned her and her daughter.

...

At the exit of the underground city, Ding Zhi'ang stood there with an unfriendly expression.

Seeing Ding Meng come out, he went up and grabbed her by the ear, saying, "You really have a lot of nerve, daring to bring Miss Shen here to play."

"But I still came out perfectly fine," Ding Meng said defiantly.

"Little brat, that's because they know I'm standing outside."

Ding Zhiang then pinched Ding Meng's cheek.

Shen Beitang did not expect to alarm Ding Zhiang and implicate Ding Meng.

"Mr. Ding, please don't blame Xiaomeng. I asked her to bring me here."

"It must be Ding Meng who was just being playful, how can you blame Miss Shen?"

Ding Zhiang eagerly stepped forward to help Shen Beitang up the stairs, but she tactfully declined.

Ding Zhiang wasn't angry; he just smiled shamelessly.

Ding Meng touched her cheek, which was still sore from being pinched, and said, "It seems that my brother's love-struck brain kicks in when he's with Sister Xiaotang."

Because he was in the wrong first, he also implicated Ding Meng.

When Ding Zhiang offered to take her home, Shen Beitang did not refuse.

Ding Zhiang waved his hand and drove out his Porsche 918, a bright red just like himself.

He had his younger sister take a taxi home under the escort of bodyguards.

...

Even the coolest car can't withstand the coldest winter weather in a convertible.

Along the way, Shen Beitang was so cold that her teeth were chattering, and she really wanted Ding Zhiang to cover the awning with it.

But when he turned around and saw that the other person was watching with great interest, Shen Beitang swallowed the words that were about to come out.

"So Miss Shen lives here too. I was also involved in the development of this project. If you want more, I can give you another set."

"No need, I'm just here on a business trip, it would be a waste to buy a set."

Shen Beitang waved her hand in refusal; she didn't want to owe anyone too many favors.

At the entrance of the villa, Gu Zhun stood there in a black pajama set, his face so dark it was almost black.

Ding Zhiang calmly got out of the car and went around to the other side to open the door for Shen Beitang.

"Miss Chen, watch your step." His voice was surprisingly gentle, which didn't match his appearance.

"Mr. Ding, I'm so sorry to have troubled Mengmeng today. Please give her my thanks and I'll definitely treat her to dinner another day."

I really troubled Ding Meng today, but she wasn't here, so I had to ask Ding Zhiang to pass on my message.

"It would be Ding Meng's honor to serve Miss Shen there."

Ding Zhiang's toes twitched shyly on the ground, his fingers poking at each other.

"I just don't know when I'll be able to have dinner alone with Miss Shen."

"You can have dinner with me alone."

Gu Zhun took a long camel-colored cashmere coat and draped it over Shen Beitang's shoulders.

Seeing that Gu Zhun had ruined the emotions he had been building up, Ding Zhiang became quite angry.

"What I'm talking about is having dinner with Miss Shen."

Gu Zhun held her frozen hands in his palms to warm them, and then wrapped her up in his arms.

“I eat with her every day. If you eat with me, it’s practically the same as eating with her.”

"Also, why do you drive a convertible in the dead of winter? Why don't you drive it in the rain?"

Ding Zhi'ang was momentarily stunned by the scolding, but after he recovered...

Gu Zhun led Shen Beitang into the house.

...

"You sent me away today just so you could go for a drive with that bear spirit?"

Gu Zhun poured the brown sugar ginger tea that he had prepared earlier into a cup and held it for Shen Beitang to warm her hands.

"Ding Zhi'ang just happened to be there. He was always with Ding Meng before, and I also found a way to take over the fishing village."

"What method?"

Shen Beitang had promised Bai Ling that she would not tell Gu Zhun about her family background until the matter was settled.

"I won't tell you now, I'll tell you after it's done."

Shen Beitang took a sip of ginger tea, got up and went around to Gu Zhun's back to check the wound on the back of his head.

Are you feeling unwell anywhere today?

"No." Gu Zhun paused for a moment, "After hitting my head, it doesn't hurt like it used to."

Shen Beitang was secretly pleased; it seemed that the collision had actually had some effect.

I should have hit him the previous times when Gu Zhun went crazy.

"I want a healing kiss."

Gu Zhun pouted and moved closer to Shen Beitang.

Shen Beitang unconsciously took a step back, the healing kiss...

She hadn't heard that word in so long; she thought Gu Zhun had almost forgotten it.

"You're perfectly fine now, where can I treat you?"

Shen Beitang pretended not to know and silently drank the tea in his hand.

"If you cure me, we won't have any 'sexual happiness' when we get married."

Gu Zhun, taking the initiative, cupped her face and lowered his head to kiss her.

Unlike his initial tentative approach, Gu Zhun slowly moved closer, his lips lightly brushing against the corner of her lips, filled with tenderness and affection.

Shen Beitang's heart trembled slightly, and her hands involuntarily hooked around the man's neck.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly with every movement of the other person.

"Hmm."

The kiss lasted a long time, so long that Shen Beitang felt like he was suffocating, and all the nerves in his body were being stimulated by Gu Zhun.

"Silly boy, you can't even kiss."

Gu Zhun mercifully released her and gently patted her back.

It took Shen Beitang a while to calm down before she said coquettishly, "Do you think you can do everything?"

"I don't know either. We can learn from each other gradually in the future?"

When Shen Beitang heard Gu Zhun say something inappropriate for the first time, she was amused and neither agreed nor refused.