Her vigilance has truly vanished.

If this were to take her life, she would be like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

No, no, this won't do. I need to go back and train harder, otherwise I won't even know if I die one day.

Then she suddenly remembered the missed call from Ye Mohan last night and became very anxious.

She thought she should at least send him a message so he wouldn't worry and get hurt if he didn't listen to her and came to save her.

Little did Jian Yixue know that Ye Mohan hadn't slept a wink all night and was still waiting for her news.

She got up and locked the door from the inside before returning to bed, humming a tune, and then took her phone out of the storage space.

Upon turning on her phone, Jian Yixue saw dozens of missed calls, feeling both happy and worried.

She was happy that Ye Mohan cared about her so much, but worried that Ye Mohan might go crazy if he couldn't contact her.

She quickly got up and hid in the bathroom, thinking of calling Ye Mohan back. She walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and then sat on the toilet to dial the number.

The phone rang only once before being answered, but the other party remained silent for a long time.

Seeing that Ye Mohan didn't speak, Jian Yixue called out "Hey," but Ye Mohan still ignored her.

"Mo Han, is that you?"

Jian Yixue covered her mouth with her hand and asked softly.

"Um."

Then she didn't say anything more. At this point, Jian Yixue knew that Ye Mohan was angry, so she quickly spoke up to explain.

"I didn't mean to ignore your calls last night. Something came up and I had to turn off my phone. Don't be angry. I'll let you punish me when I get back."

Jian Yixue dared not tell Ye Mohan that she had turned off her phone last night because Jiang Xuanjin had entered her room. Knowing Ye Mohan as she did, she was sure he might do something inappropriate, even though Jiang Xuanjin hadn't done anything to her.

This isn't China; we can't act recklessly here. Besides, Ye Mohan is injured, so we can't be careless.

"At my mercy?"

On the other side, Ye Mohan raised an eyebrow, a calculating glint in his eyes, and his pleasant, magnetic voice came through the phone.

Knowing that Jian Yixue was safe, he felt somewhat relieved.

"Yes, I keep my word."

Jian Yixue didn't realize the trap Ye Mohan had set; she was only focused on calming Ye Mohan down.

Ye Mohan was thinking about the punishment Jian Yixue had mentioned, but he couldn't be sure if it was what Jian Yixue was thinking.

When she later realized she had been tricked, she wished she could punch herself a few times.

Of course, that's a story for another time.

"If I don't see you in three days, I will come to find you myself."

After a moment's thought, Ye Mohan gave Jian Yixue a final deadline.

He can resolve his matter in three days at most. Even if it's not resolved by then, he can't wait any longer; he will definitely go to find Jian Yixue.

Jian Yixue was taken aback when she heard this, but after thinking about it, she agreed to Ye Mohan's request.

She figured that given how much that woman cared about Jiang Xuanjin, she probably wouldn't allow her to stay by Jiang Xuanjin's side for too long; three days should be about right.

Besides, she wouldn't just sit idly by; having a cell phone makes many things much easier to handle.

After the two cuddled for a while, Jian Yixue urged Ye Mohan to hang up the phone.

She didn't know if Jiang Xuanjin was currently in the villa or had already gone out. If Jiang Xuanjin came looking for her again out of the blue, like last night, and then discovered that she had locked the door, who knows what he might find out.

If he catches me on the phone, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

Urged by Jian Yixue, Ye Mohan hung up the phone, but instead of taking a nap, he sat on the sofa and started working on the tasks he had missed yesterday.

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Jian Yixue turned off the shower and went out to unlock the door.

Then, as she prepared to wash up, she glanced down at her clothes and regretted refusing the clothes Jiang Xuanjin had sent her yesterday.

Oh well, I had to be so quick to speak. I'll just have to make do with these clothes for now, since I'll be leaving soon anyway.

Just as Jian Yixue was feeling frustrated, there was a knock on the door.

Jian Yixue was a little puzzled as to who would come looking for her at this hour.

Could it be Jiang Xuanjin again?

Thinking of this, Jian Yixue's expression turned sour.

It's like a persistent ghost!

Jian Yixue walked over and opened the door unhappily, her face showing an expression that said, "I'm not happy, don't mess with me."

The maid at the door saw the door open and bowed respectfully, saying, "Miss, this is a change of clothes that the master asked me to bring you."

When Jian Yixue saw that it wasn't Jiang Xuanjin, her expression improved considerably.

Hearing the servant's words, she was surprised at how considerate he was, and her dislike for Jiang Xuanjin lessened somewhat.

Jane nodded, took the maid's clothes, and returned to her room.

The maid was somewhat surprised to see that Jian Yixue had accepted the clothes.

After all, Jian Yixue had refused her husband's offer of those designer clothes last night. When she reported this to her husband, he actually rushed back because of it.

This morning, I even specially asked her to deliver clothes to Jian Yixue. These clothes were personally delivered by Mr. Harlan, the gentleman's personal designer, this morning.

Seeing that Jian Yixue had accepted the clothes, the maid breathed a sigh of relief, so she could go down and report to her master.

Downstairs living room.

Jiang Xuanjin, dressed in a white suit, sat on a leather sofa, leisurely sipping his coffee, looking completely at ease.

"Hey, Mr. Jin, who on earth is this person who made you call me in the middle of the night, making me crawl out of a beautiful woman's arms to design clothes for her?"

A man dressed in a floral casual suit and wearing trendy rimless glasses sat on the sofa diagonally opposite Jiang Xuanjin, looking at Jiang Xuanjin with curiosity and complaining.

He was genuinely curious about what kind of woman was worthy of such special treatment from Master Jin.

This was the first time he, as Jiang Xuanjin's personal designer, had taken on such an urgent job.

He was still enjoying time with a beautiful woman late at night when a phone call came in, not only ruining the atmosphere but also forcing him to get up in the middle of the night to go to the studio to work.

He is, after all, an internationally renowned designer. Even the top-ranked international clothing company, "Qina," offered him a high salary to join them, but it depended on his mood.

However, he really can't afford to offend this guy right now, nor can he afford the penalty for breach of contract. Otherwise, he would definitely have to say something to him.

He could only think about it in his mind; he wouldn't dare to confront them directly unless he felt his life was going too smoothly.

Jiang Xuanjin put down his coffee, his brows furrowed with indifference and aloofness, which only accentuated his cold and ruthless demeanor as he looked at the man with displeasure.

"Is it beneath you to design clothes?"

"Not at all, Master Jin. It is my honor to design clothes for you. I am just curious about what kind of woman you value so much."

Seeing Jiang Xuanjin's displeasure, Harun put on a smile and quickly flattered him, trying to appease Jiang Xuanjin's anger.

"Do your job well, and you'll get your share of the rewards. As for the rest..."

Jiang Xuanjin didn't finish speaking. He gestured to the man in front of him with his eyes, as if to tell him not to ask questions he shouldn't ask. He wouldn't answer even if he did ask. On the contrary, being talkative would come at a price!