Ji Nianqin's name was prominently listed, with a note in red next to it that read "At the same table as Yu Jiuyuan".

"What is he doing here?" she asked casually, her fingertips tracing the name Ji Nianqin.

"He said he came to deliver an invitation." Rong Shenghan's voice was flat, revealing no emotion. "He also asked if you wanted to go to his house for dinner tonight."

Yu Jiuyuan closed the list and looked at the setting sun gradually sinking outside the corridor: "I'm not going. I'll go back to the villa tonight and change your dressing."

Rong Shenghan's ear tips turned slightly red, and he responded softly, "Okay."

As the two walked side by side toward the office building, Yu Jiuyuan suddenly remembered Su Jingshu's last words.

Counterfeit porcelain plates, a locked secret room, and the hidden secret of the Ji family... This net seems to be tightening little by little in the direction she expects.

She glanced at Rong Shenghan beside her. His profile looked exceptionally gentle in the twilight, but she knew that those seemingly harmless eyes concealed a scheming mind that rivaled anyone else's.

“Tell me,” Yu Jiuyuan suddenly spoke, her voice as soft as the wind, “what would happen if Ji Luoqin found out that his uncle is still alive?”

Rong Shenghan paused for a moment, then resumed his usual pace: "It will probably be... very interesting."

Yu Jiuyuan laughed, her laughter falling on the cherry blossom petals, shattering into a sweet, cloying sound.

Yes, it will definitely be very interesting.

After all, the most exciting part of this taming game is watching those who thought they were in control fall into her carefully woven net, struggling and revealing their most pathetic state.

The office building lights were already on, and Ji Nianqin's figure flashed past the second-floor window.

Yu Jiuyuan looked up and, even from a great distance, seemed to be able to see his smiling eyes.

She turned her lips slightly to the window.