Xia Linan thought that he couldn't escape Li Baijun's clutches tonight, but he didn't expect...

Fu Yiming saved her.

He finally came to rescue her.

The missing piece in Xia Lin'an's heart was finally filled, and he was no longer afraid of this endless and terrifying night.

Fu Yiming pursed his lips tightly and hugged Xia Lin'an tighter. He felt both distressed and relieved. He felt distressed that she cried like that and must have been very frightened, but he was also relieved that nothing happened in time and she was still fine.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Xia Lin'an's nerves, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed and he fell asleep quietly.

Fu Yiming took off his coat, wrapped the woman in his arms, and carried her out of the room.

When he walked out, Fu Yiming said to the people waiting at the door: "I want to see the acquisition plan of Changxiang Technology tomorrow morning."

Wang Yihan was stunned for a second, then he reacted and replied calmly, "Yes."

Fu Yiming carried the sleeping Xia Linan out of the hotel. The cold wind came in from the corridor and slipped into the gaps in his clothes. Xia Linan frowned uneasily and twisted his body.

Fu Yiming subconsciously turned his body to block the cold wind, tightened his hands, and wrapped Xia Linan tightly.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Ruohuan finished all her work. She stretched, twisted her stiff neck, picked up her bag and left the studio.

When walking out of the office building, Ye Ruohuan paused.

Because she met the same man again in the same place - Fu Yijian.

Ye Ruohuan thought for a moment, and finally walked towards the man whose hair was blown to messy and who had obviously been waiting in the cold wind for a long time.

Fu Yijian saw Ye Ruohuan coming towards him, his eyes lit up, he opened his thin lips and called out: "Huanhuan." The deep voice seemed to carry a lingering meaning to the ears of others.

When Ye Ruohuan heard the word "Huanhuan" from Fu Yijian's mouth, she was stunned for a moment. How long had it been since she heard him call her like that?

She raised her hand and hooked a strand of hair behind her ear, then said to the man in front of her, "Don't come to see me again, we're over."

"Huanhuan..." Fu Yijian spoke anxiously after hearing Ye Ruohuan's heartless words, but was interrupted by Ye Ruohuan.

"Fu Yijian, we agreed to break up at the beginning. No matter if there is any misunderstanding between us, the fact is that we have broken up."

Ye Ruohuan paused, as if he had thought of something, and continued: "Even if we know it's all a misunderstanding, we can't go back to the past."

Fu Yijian was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "You...know everything?"

"Yeah." Ye Ruohuan nodded and looked into Fu Yijian's eyes. "We are not from the same world. I hope you won't waste your time in the future."

Fu Yijian looked down and saw Ye Ruhuan's emotionless eyes. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he looked away, not speaking for a long time.

Ye Ruohuan waited patiently for his response, but when he didn't, she turned and walked towards the bus stop opposite.

"What if I say no?" Fu Yijian's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ye Ruohuan stopped walking, turned her head slightly, and said to the man behind her: "You don't have the final say on this matter."

Then, without paying any attention to what was behind him, Ye Ruohuan walked firmly across the street.

Fu Yijian stared at Ye Ruohuan's back, watching her walk farther and farther away, then get on a bus and go away from him.

He stood there in silence for a long time, and murmured, "Huanhuan, I won't give up..."

Ye Ruohuan leaned her head weakly against the car window, watching the scenes and objects on the road quickly pass by. Before her eyes could catch anything, those people disappeared from her sight.

She didn't know what to do with her relationship with Fu Yijian. Should she follow her heart? Or should she accept the lesson from the last time that two people from different worlds could not be together in the end?

At the same time, Fu Yiming came to his villa with Xia Linan in his arms.

He carefully placed the sleeping Xia Lin on the bed in the bedroom.

He pulled off the white bed sheet on Xia Linan's body, and the glaring red spots on her white off-shoulder dress instantly caught his eyes.

That was left when Li Baijun spilled red wine on Xia Lin'an. After a few hours, the red wine had dried up, leaving dark red spots. There were also traces of dried red wine on Xia Lin'an's smooth shoulders.

Fu Yiming naturally saw it all. His hand holding the blanket paused for a moment and he clenched the blanket in his hand. Under the light, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he tried his best to suppress his inner anger.

Li Baijun! He won't let him go!

Xia Lin felt a little cold in her dream. She twisted her body uneasily and murmured, "Cold..."

Fu Yiming reacted and covered her with the blanket in his hand, wrapping her tightly.

But Xia Linan still slept uneasily. She shrank her body from time to time, clenched her fingers into fists, and looked extremely defensive.

Fu Yiming reached out his hand to smooth her frowning brows distressedly, then patted her back soothingly, and kept coaxing her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

After a long time, Xia Lin'an seemed to no longer be troubled by nightmares and slept more peacefully.

The light from the bedside shone on Xia Linan's little face. His eyes were obviously red and swollen. His little mouth was slightly open, and he was breathing softly.

Fu Yiming looked at her, and a conversation suddenly flashed through his mind——

"Brother, who do you like?"

When Fu Yijian asked him, Xia Linan's face flashed through his mind, but he was not sure at that time.

And now, if that question appeared in his mind again, it was obvious that he liked the woman in front of him.

"Xia Lin'an." Fu Yiming looked at Xia Lin'an who was sleeping and called out softly.

"Hmm?" The sleeping woman seemed to hear someone calling her, and she responded.

So cute. Fu Yiming smiled softly.

Since you agreed, you are mine, Fu Yiming thought to himself.

He leaned over, kissed Xia Lin'an gently on the forehead, and then left the room.

"Boss?" Wang Yihan knew that it was inappropriate for him to make this call, but Li Baijun was still in their hands and kept making a fuss about leaving.

Wang Yihan saw that the call was connected, so he told the story: "Li Baijun is still in our hands, what should we do with him?"

Fu Yiming glanced at the night view outside. The cold wind blew through the sycamore trees on the roadside, blowing off a large number of fallen leaves. He said solemnly, "Let it go."

"Ah?" Released? Wang Yihan didn't understand what kind of high-end operation this was, but he still responded, "Okay."