This office was at least four times the size of Zhang Jingchan’s previous one, occupying a full quarter of the floor.

Zhang Jingchan, dressed in a black suit, stood before floor-to-ceiling windows that covered an entire wall, hands in his suit trouser pockets. Hearing movement, he turned around.

Li Weiyi thought—it seemed he really liked these full-wall windows. Did he really enjoy looking outside that much?

Zhang Jingchan still had that prominent brow bone and clear eyes with a cold heart. Thin sunlight covered his neck—fair skin, distinct jawline.

Li Weiyi met his gaze and froze.

His eyes were different from yesterday. Silent, restrained, untouchable.

As if… she owed him a hundred million.

Li Weiyi thought to herself: He couldn’t be this angry just because she changed her number, could he? Never mind, they were so familiar now—a little coaxing would fix it. But seeing him, she couldn’t help feeling full of joy. Her tense heart also relaxed. She plopped down on the sofa and said with a grin, “Zhang Jingchan, you’ve finally turned things around. Nothing can limit your development anymore. I’m really happy for you!”

Zhang Jingchan stood without moving, didn’t smile, and kept staring at her. “What about you? How have these years been for you?” he asked.

Li Weiyi felt there was something strange about this question but didn’t think deeply about it. She picked up the delicate, soft cushion on the sofa, thinking to herself: Whether you stick your head out or pull it back, it’s still a blade—she might as well give herself a quick end! Besides, she’d really been frightened at Xu Yi’s place and had a strong urge to confide in him.

So while stroking the cushion, she said as if casually, “You’ll never guess what happened to me? I actually have a boyfriend now.”

Zhang Jingchan remained silent.

Li Weiyi continued chatting. “Guess who? It’s actually Xu Yi! I was scared silly. He’s nine years older than me! He should have been my big boss, but today when I woke up and saw him, I was scared to death…” Li Weiyi realized she’d said too much and immediately stopped, switching topics. “Because of our time travel, I gradually became connected with him later. He pursued me for many years. We only got together last year. Even now, I still feel like I’m dreaming. Isn’t this ridiculousness’s mother opening the door for ridiculousness…”

“Come here,” Zhang Jingchan said.

Li Weiyi hugged the cushion and looked at his expression. She couldn’t read anything from it—still calm and unruffled, his eyes deep.

But she actually felt a bit flustered. No, even a tiny bit scared.

A man who endured a billion in debt when down and out and was now worth ten billion after turning things around couldn’t be a pushover.

But what was she panicking about? Even if she was dating someone, she didn’t owe him anything!

Though she gave herself this pep talk, Li Weiyi’s flustered feeling didn’t improve at all.

She tossed aside the cushion, resignedly walked over, and stood before him like an elementary school student with her head lowered, only exposing her slender neck. He seemed to study her for a while, then raised his hand and knocked his knuckles against the full-length glass window. “Come here,” he said.

His voice was slightly hoarse, but Li Weiyi’s heart was fluttering with panic and she didn’t notice. She looked out the window. On the top floor of Xiang City’s tallest office building—outside were clouds, in the distance were rivers and mountains, beneath were other buildings.

So she thought, was he going to show her the infinite scenery from life’s peak? Cooperate, cooperate—definitely cooperate. She had to coax him properly.

So she took a big step over and stood in his designated position beside him, her face pressed against the window, the back of her head toward him. “Wow, the view is really beautiful. Is this the legendary ‘Standing atop the highest peak, all other mountains appear small’? As the ancients said, ‘When one person achieves enlightenment, even chickens and dogs ascend to heaven’—how true! Thank you, President Zhang, for giving me this opportunity to climb high and look far!”

Zhang Jingchan seemed speechless for a moment before saying, “Turn around.”

Not understanding, Li Weiyi turned around. A dark shadow had already descended. Zhang Jingchan pressed one arm against the glass above her head while his other hand pulled her waist forcefully. Li Weiyi was forced to arch her body backward as he leaned down and kissed her. His slightly cool suit pressed tightly against her.

It was as if an airplane roared through Li Weiyi’s mind, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. In her vision was only one thing—his pair of eyes, cold and deep. Her feet couldn’t stand steadily because he held her very unceremoniously. An aura called “Zhang Jingchan” instantly trapped her in the curve of his arms.

This kiss wasn’t gentle at all. From the first second his lips touched hers, they completely covered hers, sucking and nipping, his tongue also relentlessly pursuing and entangling.

This was a completely dominating kiss. He was like someone collecting a debt.

An extremely light, extremely quick tremor uncontrollably ran up Li Weiyi’s spine, then spread throughout her body, like rippling waves under moonlight pushing outward layer by layer. She felt even her fingertips and toes trembling.

However, Zhang Jingchan only kissed for a moment before pulling away. His face still very close, their eyes meeting eyes, he asked, “Who did you just say your boyfriend was?”

Right now Li Weiyi’s entire body and nerves were still in a paralyzed state. Not daring to look into his eyes, her gaze glanced at the floor as she answered quietly, “Xu Yi.”

However, President Zhang was dissatisfied. He laughed coldly. Before Li Weiyi could react, her waist tightened and she was pressed into his arms again as an even heavier, fiercer kiss descended.

Li Weiyi thought: !!!!!!!!!

When he pulled away again, Li Weiyi was completely pressed against the full glass wall, her face flushed, breathing rapidly. Her normally clear bright eyes now looked like spilled ink—thick and chaotic.

Zhang Jingchan still had one hand pressed against the glass behind her ear. He looked down at her from dozens of centimeters away and asked that death question again unhurriedly, “Who is your boyfriend?”

If Li Weiyi still didn’t understand, then these twenty-some years had been lived in vain. But how did he want her to answer? Biting her lip and looking at him, she said quickly, “No one.”

He lowered his eyes and lifted his eyelids. This time he wasn’t fierce. Instead, he pinched her chin with two fingers and kissed her lightly and quickly, savoring slowly, going deep then shallow.

But Li Weiyi still couldn’t take it. She protested vaguely, “Mm… why do you still kiss when I say no one…”

Zhang Jingchan’s throat released a laugh.

The third kiss ended.

Zhang Jingchan still held her chin without releasing it. His fingers moved upward extremely slowly, his fingertips creating slight friction that made half of Li Weiyi’s face feel like it wasn’t her own anymore. But he had already become calm, the impulsiveness fading from his eyes though the aggression remained. “Come,” he said. “Answer again. Who should your boyfriend be?”