For Ruan Qing'an, jumping from the third floor was as simple as eating and drinking, but for the original owner of this body, she couldn't withstand such a shock. After giving the address, she dozed off in the back seat.

When she woke up again, she was already lying on a soft sofa. She glanced at the layout of the well-furnished apartment and realized it was probably a property under the original owner's name, with a similar style.

Luo Yuming walked in from outside the door: "You're awake?"

"Hmm, how did you get the key?"

"Given to me downstairs."

As Luo Yuming spoke, he poured Ruan Qing'an a glass of water and placed it on the table: "I've taken care of the key issue. I've discovered that you're not only bold, Miss, but you're also fearless. The keys to this house are still with the property management."

"Because this set hasn't been sold yet."

Luo Yuming paused, then looked up at her.

The young lady shrugged: "Don't you know? This whole apartment building belongs to me, so I can stay anywhere."

Luo Yuming: ...I really don't know.

As he remained silent, he felt a light, ticklish force on his calf. The delicate young lady was sitting on the sofa, kicking him with her fair feet.

It didn't hurt much; in fact, it was excessively soft.

"Hey, my legs are numb, can you massage them for me?"

Ruan Qing'an's voice was soft and sweet, almost like a coquettish complaint. Luo Yuming sighed softly, resignedly stepped forward and sat down next to her, lifting Ruan Qing'an's calves and pressing them onto his thighs.

The slender fingertips touched a large area of ​​softness, and with a little more force, sure enough—the next moment, Ruan Qing'an kicked Luo Yuming's hand, and he took the opportunity to grab her ankle.

"Young Miss, don't move."

I told you to be gentle.

Ruan Qing'an grumbled in dissatisfaction, trying to break free from Luo Yuming's grasp, but he tightened his grip, leaving her unable to move for a moment.

After weighing the power dynamics, the domineering young lady finally gave in briefly, and Ruan Qing'an unconsciously softened her voice: "It hurts, be gentle..."

"Okay, I understand."

Luo Yuming then released his hand, and soon an ambiguous red mark appeared on the ankle he had held. Although he hadn't used much force, it had a broken beauty that made one's heart flutter.

However, Luo Yuming quickly withdrew his increasingly obscure gaze and began massaging her calves little by little.

Ruan Qing'an leaned back on the sofa, hugging a cushion: "Luo Yuming, where did your friend go?"

"I have other things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Aren't you surprised?"

Ruan Qingan paused: "How do you know he's your friend? It's simple. Last time you asked him to take me back, the look in his eyes was like he wanted to kill me."

Luo Yuming stopped massaging her. He subconsciously looked up, but Ruan Qing'an had already turned her face away, so he couldn't see her expression. He only heard her say, "I know how much people hate me, Luo Yuming."

"Including you, you probably wish you could tear me apart alive, right?"

He didn't answer, but Ruan Qing'an seemed to know what was going on: "I don't know your situation, but I'm afraid you're not having an easy time either. If the Luo family can't tolerate you because of Luo Zhihong, you won't even have a place to live. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come back to me."

"I'll allow you to continue following me during this time. After the Ruan family's matter is settled, I will help you deal with the Luo family."

Luo Yuming countered, "Is this a transaction?"

"No, this is just a one-sided promise on my part."

Even though the once high-and-mighty young lady is now down on her luck, she still speaks with great confidence. Luo Yuming was silent for a moment: "...Then, I can take it as compensation."

The simple statement, seemingly unequivocal, caused Ruan Qing'an, whose face had been tense just moments before, to freeze. She immediately picked up a cushion and said, "Don't overthink it. I never regret anything I've done, and I really hate illegitimate children... um, I really hate them!"

"so--"

"Don't ask! Why do you talk so much? Aren't you annoying?!"

Hearing the impatient complaints, Luo Yuming's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the reddened tips of her ears, which were hidden by her hair.

He lowered his eyelids, hiding a smile: "Okay, I understand."

【Affection Level: 50】

...

After the press conference ended, Mr. Ruan took Ruan Tiantian back to the Ruan family villa and couldn't help but urge her, "I will take you to meet other business partners in the future, so you can learn more."

"Okay, I'm sorry to have worried you, Dad."

Ruan Tiantian answered obediently.

As they entered the living room, the maid rushed forward: "Sir, Miss Second is missing!"

"What?!"

Ruan's father's expression changed, and he immediately ran forward, with Ruan Tiantian following behind. When they reached the third floor, Ruan Qing'an's bedroom was in a mess, except for the dinner plate placed at the door.

Looking at the knotted rope by the window, Mr. Ruan's face turned ashen. He turned to the servants and said, "What's wrong with you? You can't even keep an eye on your own people!"

The servants didn't dare utter a sound. Who would have thought that Ruan Qing'an was so daring as to jump straight from the third floor? It was truly outrageous...

But no matter what, Ruan Qing'an could no longer be found. Just as Ruan's father was about to take people to look for her, an uninvited guest arrived at the door. Luo Zhihong was sitting in a wheelchair, and his father was pushing him, standing outside the door.

Mr. Ruan's face suddenly turned ugly. Ruan Tiantian looked around, seemingly lost in thought.

A moment later, Mr. Ruan stood by the study window, while Mr. Luo sat on the sofa beside him and said, "Chairman Ruan, congratulations on your daughter returning to your side."

"Speak, what brings you here today?"

Mr. Ruan paused, then said, "Don't say it's because Luo Zhihong came to cause trouble. So much time has passed, there's no point in pursuing it any further."

Mr. Luo smiled and said, "Chairman Ruan is indeed a reasonable person. Actually, I came here today to meet your daughter, and my son also wanted to come and offer his congratulations."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Ruan scrutinized him from head to toe and let out a cold laugh.

Mr. Ruan knew very well what Mr. Luo was thinking. Previously, Luo Zhihong had been praising Ruan Qing'an, which was partly due to Mr. Luo's instructions. Now that he had seen a better investment target, he naturally changed his choice.

Mr. Luo looked back directly and smiled, "Our two families have always had a very good cooperative relationship, Chairman Ruan, including what happened before, right?"

"At that time, the scandals of the Luo family and the death of Luo Yuming's mother were all thanks to the Ruan family, which was able to suppress them successfully. Although it was just an exchange of interests, it was also a friendly cooperation."

As Mr. Luo spoke, Mr. Ruan's expression grew increasingly grim.

Meanwhile, a hidden camera and a recorder outside the window were flashing a faint red light. In a corner not far away, Cheng Yue was carefully listening in. When he heard this, his eyes widened suddenly!

Originally, it was Luo Yuming who was worried about the situation of the Ruan family, so Cheng Yue returned to deal with the traces left by Ruan Qing'an when he escaped. However, he did not expect that he would run into Ruan's father and Ruan Tiantian as soon as he climbed up the rope.

That's why I casually left behind the portable eavesdropping device; I never expected to overhear such a secret matter.

Cheng Yue snapped out of his daze and immediately sent a message to Luo Yuming.

"Brother Luo, the relationship between the Ruan family and the Luo family is quite special—"

He had only sent half of his message when he heard his father bend down by the study window on the second floor and find the hidden camera flashing red: "Who's there?!"

Damn it!

Cheng Yue snapped out of his daze, picked up the equipment, and quickly ran out.

Ruan's father, his face ashen, shouted at the servants downstairs, "Hurry up, go and bring that person back to me!"