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Ye Wenyu rushed back to the girls' dormitory like a whirlwind. It was dinnertime, and her roommates were not in the dormitory, so the room was quiet. She could hear her own panting and her heart pounding due to the strenuous exercise.

The pounding of my heart was clearly audible, further emphasizing the surrounding silence.

Yuan Yuan's words still echoed in her ears: "Uncle Lin is a good man. He's handsome, and although he's a bit older, his thirties are the most charming age for a man. He's also smart, a graduate of an Ivy League university, and incredibly capable. When Uncle Lin was sick, the Lin Group was on the verge of collapse, so Uncle Lin returned to the Lin family and inherited the family business. As a result, under his management, the Lin Group has grown steadily, turning a sunset industry into a sunrise industry, and is thriving. Moreover, he's extremely self-disciplined. He doesn't have any of those vices like gambling, womanizing, drinking, or smoking. He likes reading, playing the piano, and working out. In short, he has no bad habits. He's an outstanding person, kind-hearted, tasteful, and extremely cultured. He likes you, Ye Wenyu. You're lucky."

Ye Wenyu recalled the past. Yes, there was a time in her previous life when she also deeply believed that Lin Tingfeng's affection for her was her good fortune.

Her thoughts involuntarily drifted into memories of the past.

In her past life, after Lin Tingfeng took her to meet his younger brother and sister, which ended badly, he didn't take her to any parties for a while. The two of them, like any other young couple, lived their own world, very happy and peaceful.

Sometimes, the two of them would sit on the terrace, surrounded by all sorts of exotic flowers and plants, smelling their fragrance, drinking jasmine tea, and looking down at the scenery of S City. They could sit there for two or three hours at a time. Ye Wenyu leaned against Lin Tingfeng, and this feeling of happiness made her think of only four words: "a divine couple." He was as handsome as an immortal, and the flowers and plants around him were as beautiful as a flower garden in the sky. They lived on the 29th floor, high above, looking down on all living beings.

Sometimes, the two of them would snuggle on the living room sofa; he would read a book, and she would watch Korean dramas with popcorn in her mouth. The room was bathed in a warm, orange light, and a scented candle sat on the coffee table not far away. The candle had a name: "Midnight Flight." The beautiful feeling was like a fairy tale called "Midnight Flight."

Sometimes, in the study, she would bury herself in her studies while he sat in a chair reading a newspaper or magazine. The bookshelves around them were tall and neat, densely packed with thousands of books. The study, because of the many books, was like a small library. Time passed quietly and beautifully. Sometimes, when she got tired of doing advanced math problems, she would put down her pen and sigh, "I'm not reading anymore."

He would look up from the newspaper and, like a headmaster, say to her, "Reading will transform you."

She ran to his side, nestled at his feet, rested her chin on his thigh, and said coquettishly, "I won't. If I fail my final exam, you have to donate a library to our school, and I guarantee I'll pass."

Lin Tingfeng laughed, glanced down at her, and said, "With your laziness, you'd probably have to donate the entire department."

"Wow—" she exclaimed with a laugh, punching him with her little fists, and he kept laughing.

Both of them were extremely happy.

Sometimes, the two of them would snuggle in bed, he would hold her hand, stroke his chin, and gaze at her tenderly. She wouldn't dare to meet his eyes, but her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and her face would gradually turn crimson.

So many wonderful moments piled up together, happiness beyond words.

Every girl dreams of having a princess phase in her life, being pampered and cherished like a princess. Many girls are spoiled like this by their parents. Ye Wenyu didn't have such wonderful parents, but she fulfilled her princess dream with Lin Tingfeng. She was very grateful to him.

Lin Tingfeng kept his promise and took Ye Wenyu to the real estate bureau in S City to transfer the nearly 200-square-meter duplex apartment near her school to her name. Ye Wenyu felt that she had received too much, so although she agreed to accept this generous gift, she proposed to return the villa in Jiangnanli, Hangzhou to Lin Tingfeng. In other words, she wanted to go to the Hangzhou Housing Administration Bureau again to transfer the property rights to Lin Tingfeng.

However, when she mustered up the courage to bring it up, Lin Tingfeng smiled slightly, looked at her gently, and said slowly, "It would be too much trouble to make a trip to Hangzhou and go back and forth all the time."

He gazed at her affectionately. Ye Wenyu could sense that although he hadn't agreed when she suggested returning the villa's ownership to him, he was secretly delighted. Sometimes, she felt she understood him quite well; Lin Tingfeng was most generous to her when he was happy, and now was that moment.

So despite her repeated insistence and insistence, in the end, she couldn't persuade her otherwise. The property rights of the villa in Hangzhou remained in her name. In other words, after only a few months together, she already owned two properties, properties that many people could not afford even with their entire lives' savings.

At the time, Lin Tingfeng refused her request to transfer the property rights. The two of them were snuggled up on the sofa in the living room; she was watching a Korean drama, and he was reading a book.

Ye Wenyu said softly to him, "You are so generous, but I feel unworthy of it."

Lin Tingfeng looked up from his book. He always wore black-rimmed glasses when he read, which made him look particularly intellectual and refined. He adjusted his glasses and said gently to her, "How could I feel unworthy? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours."

Ye Wenyu was stunned, a warm feeling washing over her. But was what he said true? Could she believe it? She was just his little lover in the shadows, someone who couldn't see the light of day. He actually said that what was his was hers, that she contributed nothing every day and reaped all the benefits without working for him. How could he be so generous?

She mustered her courage and asked softly, "You're very good to me, aren't you?"

Lin Tingfeng laughed, gazed at her for a moment, nodded, and said softly to her, "It's good that you know. Please always remember this, and don't forget it when we argue in the future."

I remember he was very good to her?

Ye Wenyu was completely confused, but immediately assured him, "I won't argue with you." He was practically a gold mine, a giant ATM. How could anyone be foolish enough to offend their sugar daddy? He was the best long-term meal ticket in the world.

However, Ye Wenyu thought for a moment and mustered up her courage to ask, "Are you this good to Lin Tingyue too?" She wondered if Lin Tingyue owned multiple properties like her. Lin Tingyue was a rich and beautiful woman, so her houses must be much bigger than hers. She probably owned a house in every major city in the world.