"Qingqing, are you busy?"

"Yes, yes, we came to the provincial capital to take care of some business. We were afraid you would complain if we didn't tell you we were here."

“Yes, Li Changfeng is here too.” Ye Zihan glanced at the man opposite her and stomped on his foot.

We don't know what she meant. Why would she suddenly criticize Li Changfeng?

It seemed like she was being coquettish, or perhaps she was jealous.

The two slept together again last night. This time, Ye Zihan's reason was simple: she didn't feel safe living outside and always felt like someone was watching her, so she had to sleep next to Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng didn't hold back either; when a beauty takes the initiative to throw herself into his arms, there's no reason to turn her away.

Wouldn't that make me look silly and foolish?

Who knew that Ye Zihan drew a line, and anyone who dared to cross it would be forced to resign from Li Changfeng's position.

Waking up early in the morning, Ye Zihan felt utterly humiliated, so she took the initiative to sleep with Li Changfeng in her arms all night...

Li Changfeng wasn't exactly honest either; he was unconsciously clutching something belonging to the other person, which made Ye Zihan feel unbalanced, and she would pick fights whenever she had the chance.

Their intimacy has reached a new level and is developing in a positive direction. They're sleeping together openly now, so how far are they from a truly inappropriate relationship?

Ye Zihan wasn't really angry; it was just the modesty of a young girl who had been wronged.

"Sister Qingqing, we're at Xiaosheng Steamed Bun Shop, right on Central Street."

"You don't need to come over. We'll finish eating in a few minutes and then come find you."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's all for now, see you later." Ye Zihan hung up the phone and said sarcastically, "Your senior sister is coming to see you."

"Judging from her impatient tone, she seemed to wish she could grow a pair of wings and fly over."

"My senior sister dotes on me." Li Changfeng ate a steamed bun with gusto.

"Ouch, why did you step on my foot again?"

"Love you? How have you treated me? Why don't you give me a proper talking to?" Ye Zihan was just looking for trouble.

"What's wrong?" Li Changfeng feigned ignorance.

"The hand you're using to hold the chopsticks," Ye Zihan reminded her.

"Tch, you're still cuddling me while you sleep."

"Keep your voice down." Ye Zihan looked around furtively, her senses gleaming.

She's becoming less and less like that aloof CEO, and her image is deviating further and further from reality.

"What are you afraid of? I'm just stating the facts. If anyone has to take responsibility, it's you who will be responsible to me." Li Changfeng took shamelessness to the extreme.

"Shameless! You call yourself a grown man? How can you say such things?"

"How about I take responsibility for you?" Li Changfeng suddenly changed his tone, winking and making faces.

"Dream on!" Ye Zihan replied outright.

"That would be terrible. I'll take responsibility for you, but you don't want me. I can't say anything more."

The two seemed like a young couple flirting, giving off a very similar vibe.

"You think you can make me give myself to you with just a few words? It's not that simple." Ye Zihan revealed her true feelings, which seemed to contain a great deal of meaning.

Does a proper confession guarantee success?

What's lacking is just the right timing, the right opportunity, and the right occasion.

In less than ten minutes, a line of luxury cars pulled up in front of the steamed bun shop, creating a grand scene that drew many onlookers.

"Holy crap, who is this with such a big entourage? Are they here to eat steamed buns?"

"How could that be? Rich people would eat at a place like this? Are you kidding me!"

"They have several chefs at home, so you can have whatever you want to eat. You can tell just by looking at their cars; each one costs millions."

"Perhaps wealthy people also enjoy this kind of food. After all, this is an old establishment that has been open for thirty years, and the taste is absolutely superb."

"Stop talking nonsense, look, that woman is so pretty, I'm excited."

"I advise you to press it down with your hand. Do you even know who she is? She's a woman, and she wants to get herself into trouble by dragging us down with her."

"Surely not? A single sentence could lead to your death?"

"The mindset of people from the lower class; you'll be shocked when you hear her name."

"Who is it?" The shop was filled with chatter and discussion, making the already noisy steamed bun shop even more chaotic.

It was like a fly in a toilet, constantly buzzing.

"Zhang Qingqing, the head of the Zhang family in the provincial capital, is the person in charge of the Zhang Group."

"My goodness, that's a legendary figure."

"Of course not."

"If I can marry her, I can avoid fifty years of hard work."

"It won't just be fifty years. Your son, your grandson, and your grandson's grandson will all enjoy wealth and honor and become people of high status."

"The key is that she's beautiful, like a fairy descended from heaven. Even without a powerful background, I'd break my ribs to make soup for her if I had a wife like that."

This guy is ruthless.

"Then I'll stay in bed all day and let her give birth until she can't have any more children."

This one is even more ruthless.

"Stop talking, they're walking this way." Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at them.

The words I just uttered vanished without a trace, like a silent sea.

You don't even dare to look at people when they get close, how are you going to have a baby? I want to ask, what kind of fantasies are you having with your whole brain?

There's no hope for the rest of my life.

"Junior Brother." Zhang Qingqing walked into the steamed bun shop, her heart pounding, her smile more beautiful than a rose, more charming than a fairy.

"Sit down, let's eat together." Li Changfeng shifted his position, making room for him.

"Junior brother, have you missed your sister?" Zhang Qingqing put one of her jade-like arms on his shoulder, intimately and passionately.

"Of course I want to, my senior sister is the apple of my eye," Li Changfeng said sweetly.

"I love listening to this. Why don't you continue? I'll enjoy it." Zhang Qingqing pressed her face against Li Changfeng's, so close that she could feel his breath clearly. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it seduction.

Li Changfeng: "..."

"Zihan," Zhang Qingqing greeted her with a smile.

"Sister Qingqing, it's been a long time. You've become even more beautiful." Ye Zihan said politely and courteously.

"No, no, Zihan is even more beautiful."

A wave of mutual praise among businesses is perfectly normal.

Zhang Qingqing picked up her chopsticks, showing no airs of superiority, nor any disdain for the humble hygiene of the small shop, and began to eat with her cherry-like mouth open.

Seeing this scene, everyone was curious about who this man was and what his identity was.

Junior brother? Is he a younger brother in love?

Damn, this kid is so lucky. I'm not any less handsome than him, so why wasn't it me?

God is so unfair, you son of a bitch!

Jealousy can distort a person beyond recognition; this saying became a reality at this moment.