Xia Linan sobered up a little. She looked at the man in front of her with his back to the living room light. She seemed to see water drops dripping from his hair. The whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, extremely charming. She murmured, "Fu Yiming..."

"Huh?" Fu Yiming squatted down in confusion, which allowed her to see more clearly.

"Why are you so handsome?" There was no trace of time on the man's fair face. Xia Linan touched it and it felt smooth.

Fu Yiming's eyes flickered, he grabbed Xia Linan's white and tender hand, emitting a dangerous aura, "Take advantage of me?" He is so bold, not only teasing him, but also taking advantage of him?

Xia Linan shook her head desperately, not daring to admit it. Nonsense, if she said it, would she still be able to see the sun tomorrow?

This action made Fu Yiming even more angry. He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward. "Hmm?" What did he mean by shaking his head? Could it be that his beauty still couldn't attract her attention?

Xia Linan pressed against his chest and felt a burning sensation. She immediately pulled back and changed the subject: "Fu Yiming, I'm sleepy and want to go home."

Fu Yiming was silent. After a while, he stood up and hugged Xia Linan, walked upstairs, ignored the resistance in her eyes, and said, "It's too late. I need to rest. I can't take you home."

Then he carried her to a guest room and put her on the bed without staying for a moment. "No one has stayed in this room. There are clean bathrobes here. Wash up and take a rest."

When he walked out and closed the door, Xia Linan suddenly called him and asked, "Fu Yiming!"

"Is there anything else?" Fu Yiming stopped and asked with his back to her.

Xia Linan hesitated for a while and expressed his doubts: "Why are you... so nice to me?"

Fu Yiming stiffened for a moment.

There was only one floor lamp on in the room, and the warm yellow light flowed out from the corner, warming the room.

Xia Linan lay in the middle of the bed, looking at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her thoughts still lingering on the moment just now.

What did Fu Yiming mean by that? He lowered his head and thought for a long time before he heard his voice: "The reason is unknown."

The reason is unclear?

Doesn't he know it himself?

Or did you say that on purpose?

Xia Linan fell asleep while thinking.

It was getting dark outside. It was already midnight, but there was still a light on in the master bedroom.

Fu Yiming lay on the bed, his hands resting behind his head. He felt that his body was no longer controlled by his brain. Many of his actions tonight were subconscious. But what was the reason behind his actions? Was it just because Xia Linan was Ye Ruohuan's good friend? He couldn't figure it out yet.

When mentioning Ye Ruohuan, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen her for a long time. He seemed to have no thoughts about her in his heart, but he also had some thoughts about her, such as Ye Shuo and Ye Ruohuan's uncle.

When Xia Linan woke up in the morning, she found that the swelling on her feet had subsided. She slowly went downstairs and saw two Western breakfasts on the dining table.

Fu Yiming was sitting there, wearing a smart black suit and holding a newspaper in his hand.

Xia Linan walked over and said, "Good morning."

Fu Yiming looked away from the newspaper in his hand and glanced at her. She looked fine, which meant she slept well. Then he looked at her ankle, which was no longer swollen. He said calmly, "Come over for breakfast."

Xia Lin didn't say a word during the whole process.

"I'll take you to work later." Fu Yiming said on his own initiative.

Xia Linan didn't refuse pretentiously. If someone took her to work, she could save some travel expenses.

After watching Xia Lin'an walk into the company, Fu Yiming said, "Go to the Ye family." The depth of his eyes was unmistakable.

Wang Yihan immediately started the car and drove towards the destination. He knew that the Ye family the boss was talking about was Ye Ruohuan's uncle.

Because someone came to their house to collect debts a few days ago, Ye Qiang and Xu Guihong have been hiding at home these days, not daring to go out or answer the door when someone knocks.

Ye Qiang walked around the house, trying hard to call Ye Ruohuan, but no one answered, "This stinky girl, I was so good to her before, but now it's useless!"

Xu Guihong glared at him, extremely angry, "It's all your own fault for being so useless! What did I do wrong to deserve marrying you!" Xu Guihong pointed at Ye Qiang and cursed.

Ye Qiang was unable to save face and was about to retort when he heard a knock on the door.

Xu Guihong: "Go open the door!"

Ye Qiang was worried that someone was here to collect a debt, so he said, "I won't go. If you want to go, you can go yourself."

Xu Guihong walked up to Ye Qiang and twisted his ear, threatening him, "Are you going or not?!"

"Hey, hey, hey, let go, let go, can't I open it?" Ye Qiang begged for mercy.

He rubbed his ear, kicked off his slippers, unlocked the door, looked through the crack, and asked carefully, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Ye, my name is Assistant Wang. I'm here to see you on behalf of our boss." Wang Mohan said politely.

When Ye Qiang heard that this person was not a debt collector, he immediately released the safety bolt, opened the door, and looked at the tall man in front of him wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He had a smile on his face and looked like an assistant.

He asked, "Who is your boss? And what are you doing in my house?"

Wang Yihan just smiled without answering. He made a "please" gesture and motioned Ye Qiang to come over.

There was a black luxury car parked outside, which was obviously out of place with the environment here. He looked closely and felt that he had seen the man in the car somewhere before.

After Ye Qiang passed by, he finally saw the man clearly. He was dressed in such a way that anyone with a discerning eye could tell he was either rich or powerful. He approached him a little bit, smiled apologetically, and asked, "Boss, what do you want from me?"

Fu Yiming lit up the cigarette in his hand, puffed out smoke, glanced at him, and spoke after a long time, "Are you Ye Shuo's father?"

Speaking of Ye Shuo, Ye Qiang felt that this was a son who lost money. His face immediately turned bad. He wanted to get angry but didn't dare to, so he could only say aggrievedly: "Yes."

Fu Yiming saw through his thoughts at a glance, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous light, how could a father treat his son like this? He threw away the cigarette butt, took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Ye Qiang.

Ye Qiang recognized it as a check at a glance, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but reach out to take it.

"This is enough for you to pay off your debt, but I have only one condition." Seeing Ye Qiang was eager to get the check, he retracted his hand, "Don't disturb Ye Shuo and Ye Ruohuan in the future, otherwise... you know the consequences." Fu Yiming's eyes were deep and threatening.

Ye Qiang shuddered and suddenly felt very cold. He said in a shudder, "No, no, I will disappear immediately and never come back to disturb them. I swear."

"Remember what you said." Fu Yiming threw down the check, got in the car and left.