[Simply put, whoever takes the initiative becomes the dreamer. Conversely, the passive one becomes the dreamer.]
Chu Yuan nodded, pondering, "So, did I take the initiative just now?"
A mechanical voice chuckled mockingly: "Little cutie, stay true to your character, take it slow, don't go too far. This is only your first time in my dream, do you intend to force yourself on me?"
Chu Yuan recalled Ning Mochen's expression in his last dream, which seemed to resemble a UFO appearing on Earth, and thought, "That's not impossible."
The more restrained a man is, the more exciting he is to seduce.
Beicheng Film Academy.
Chu Yuan successfully reported to school. There weren't many classes on the first day, so she planned to rent an apartment nearby.
First, with the 10 million yuan given to her by Ning Mochen, she could treat herself better. Second, after taking a year off from school, her roommates were no longer in the same class as her. Even if they still lived together, their course schedules were different, making them quite out of sync.
Moreover, after she hooked up with Ning Mochen, living in the dormitory would definitely be inconvenient.
Sure enough, there were quite a few rental houses near the school. Chu Yuan chose one that was neither too far nor too close and had a relatively good environment, and then begged Xu Yan to help her move.
Xu Yan's expression was ambiguous. "Wait a minute, Yuan Yuan, you used to complain about the school dormitory fees being too expensive. How come you're willing to spend money to rent a house off-campus now? Is something going on? Did you get a boyfriend?!"
Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Xu Yan, you're too conservative. I don't just have boyfriends, I already have a husband. Do you want to see our marriage certificate?"
Xu Yan stared at Chu Yuan for a long while, then clicked her tongue.
"It's been a year, and you've gotten quite sharp-tongued! Just kidding, don't be angry, my darling Yuan Yuan."
Chu Yuan shrugged. "See? What she said is true. What can she do if people don't believe her?"
The 19th floor of the Ning Group.
The CEO's office.
Ning Mochen woke up at 5 a.m., a full hour earlier than his usual 6:30 a.m. So he had to stretch his 40-minute morning exercise into 100 minutes, but he still arrived at the company quite early.
That's fine, but the problem is that he seemed distracted all morning.
Ning Mochen pushed aside the documents, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
Suddenly, the landline rang. After three rings, he answered, "Hello?"
His voice is warm, husky, and deep, a natural gift, like a radio prince.
It makes one's heart flutter with excitement—
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