Chapter 1

The Chamber of Commerce ended at 10 oclock in the evening.

He Yanci was a little drunk and didnt drive himself. The driver had been waiting outside the club long ago. When he saw him come out, he opened the back door swiftly.

He Yanci leaned over and sat in the car, his slender fingers hooked his tie. After a moment, he waved his hand, and the driver understood and started the car. The car drove out of the club and drove slowly on the main road.

The lights of Kyoto City were bright and prosperous.

He Yancis tall figure leaned on the back of the seat, and his long fingers rested on the bridge of his nose, tapping on the high nose bone one by one, his thoughts seemed to float.

He Yanci returned to the villa, took a shower, and came out with a message from Mr. He on his mobile phone.

A string of mobile phone numbers.

Remarks: Wen Ruan

Followed by Mr. Hes "kind" reminder:

[He Yanci, you know the relationship between me and Old Man Wen. After you meet Wen Ruan, you must be honest with your relationship! Dont even think about saying something irrelevant to anger the girl. Wen Ruan has been weak since she was young. The Wen family has done everything to raise her to be what she is now. She cant stand your nonsense. 】

A flower in a greenhouse?

Of course not.

He Yanci vaguely remembers a chubby little girl running around behind him many years ago.

She was panting and coughing when she ran faster. Her little face was red from coughing. Her round eyes were as red as a rabbits eyes, and she looked pitiful.

Her little body would bleed if it was slightly bumped. She would cry out in pain and want to blow. If you say something harsh, she would cry.

She is very delicate.

She is short of breath, but she talks a lot and chatters a lot.

In short, she is a very delicate little girl.

He Yanci tapped his forehead twice with his long, bony fingers and replied: [Grandpa, have you learned to send messages? ]

[Is this the point? ] He wouldnt know to find someone to send it to?

He Yanci wrote with his fingers: [A blind date in disguise? ]

[What blind date? You two are a done deal. ]

Then, Mr. He added: [As a man, you should take the initiative. ]

"......" He Yanci.

From time to time, Mr. Hes message came in again:

[You should take care of the preferences and taboos of the Wen family girl. ]

[Dont think its unnecessary. Its natural for men to take care of women. ]

"......" He Yanci.

He Yanci saw the document sent by Mr. He, but he didnt feel unhappy.

It seems that the delicate young lady who has been well cared for since childhood is different from ordinary people. It is normal to have more preferences and taboos.

He Yanci clicked on the document, which was not as long as he imagined.

Very concise and official.

Like quietness and drinking white tea.

Hobbies: playing chess and reading.

Taboos: busy places; places with poor air circulation; dont like sweets; especially chocolate.

Allergy history: dust, hair.

After reading it, He Yanci chuckled. It was indeed quite concise, but each item was difficult to handle.

It was really no different from when he was a child.

Time passed by minute by minute. He Yanci finished the work in his hands and supported his forehead with both hands.

After a moment of silence, he took off his glasses. He felt a little tired and rubbed his eyebrows. The corner of his eyes swept to the mobile phone at hand.

He picked up the phone and looked at the time. It was eleven ten.

At this point, I wonder if the young lady is asleep?

If this matter is not explained, his old man will trouble him again tomorrow.

He Yanci rubbed his eyebrows.

It was too late. He Yanci did not choose to call, but edited a text message.

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[The old man wants us to meet first. What time is convenient for you? I will ask my assistant to arrange it. ——He Yanci. 】

Wen Ruan has the habit of reading before going to bed. When she received the text message from He Yanci, she was reading.

She was stunned for two seconds and remembered some old things.

He Yanci - her betrothed fiance.

Wen Ruans memory of He Yanci still stays before she was ten years old. There are many memories, but they are all vague.

The only deep impression is that He Yanci doesnt like her very much.

Wen Ruan thought that she would never have any intersection with this nominal fiance in this life.

Unexpectedly, a few months ago, Mr. Wens body collapsed in a private estate in Russia.

The old man was unwilling to receive treatment abroad, saying that he would return to his motherland in his last days.

The family respected Mr. Wens opinion. A week later, Mr. Wens health improved slightly and he was transferred to the best hospital in Kyoto, China.

Regarding the ridiculous betrothal between Wen Ruan and He Yanci, the two families tacitly did not mention a word, as if they were waiting for it to end.

However, just when Mr. Wen fell ill, Mr. He came to the hospital to visit his old friend. When the old brothers met, Wen Ruan and He Yancis verbal engagement was inexplicably put on the agenda.

After the marriage between the two families was brought up again, He Yanci did not make any move for three months.

At this time, contacting her at this time, it is obvious that her family is pressuring her and she has to deal with it.

Wen Ruan smiled lightly, it would be better if it was solved early.

Wen Ruans soft and white fingers edited a reply message: [Its all right. Mr. He can come at any time that is convenient. ]

He Yanci sent a message at this time just to complete the task.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ruan had not rested yet. Shouldnt the sickly young lady have a certain regular schedule?

He typed out a few words casually: Why havent you rested yet?

Then he thought it was unnecessary and deleted them one by one.

He Yanci glanced at the schedule sent by his assistant to the mailbox and changed it back: [The day after tomorrow afternoon, 5:30 is convenient? ]

Wen Ruan: [Convenient.] Ive been in Kyoto recently, so its not inconvenient.

He Yanci: [Okay, Ill come pick you up the day after tomorrow afternoon, Ill try to be early.]

Wen Ruan didnt refuse. Both families are respectable people, and they must do everything they can to save face.

If nothing unexpected happens, both parents will know about their meeting at the first time.

If He Yanci doesnt come to pick her up at home, it will damage the face of the Wen family.

Wen Ruan guessed it exactly.

The next morning, her Kyoto designer was waiting in the living room. The designer brought a lot of dresses, most of which were cheongsams and skirts.

Min Qing went back and forth to choose several sets and tried them on Wen Ruan. Finally, she helped her choose a modified cheongsam. The crescent-white cheongsam was printed with very light patterns. Such a cheongsam looked exquisite and tight on Wen Ruan, but it was not traditional. Instead, it had an indescribable unique sexy beauty.

Wen Ruan has a nice buttocks, a typical peach-shaped buttocks; the tight cheongsam outlines her graceful figure; the slit design on both sides reveals her fair long legs, outlining a little sexiness.

Wen Ruans beauty does not belong to the modern skinny beauty, but has a classical charm, and every inch of her skin is just right.

People often say that beauty lies in the bones, not the skin, and Wen Ruan is just in the skin and bones. The two kinds of beauty, dignified and graceful, and seductive and charming, are not inconsistent on her.

Wens mother looked up and down and was very satisfied with Wen Ruans outfit.

The assistant stylist who helped to match the outfit was amazed.

The designer also exclaimed in surprise, "Ruan, you are so beautiful, your fiancé will be fascinated to death when he sees you like this." Wen Ruan is afraid of cold, so the designer helped her match a specially treated cashmere coat of the same color.

Hearing this, Wen Ruan smiled without any emotion on her delicate face.

She has no impression of He Yanci now, but some memories before she was ten years old are still vivid, for example, how much He Yanci hated her.

Before she was ten years old, Wen Ruan basically stayed in Kyoto, and loved to run behind He Yanci, which annoyed him.

Wen Ruan put on makeup, and the makeup artist put a teardrop mole under her left eye.

Delicate little face, charming and gentle.

He Yancis text message came in, and Wens mother was picking shoes for Wen Ruan.

[On the way, will arrive in half an hour. ]

Wen Ruan replied generously: [No hurry, drive safely. 】

Before leaving, her mother held Wen Ruans fair and slender wrist and told her for a long time, "Ruan Ruan, Grandpa and Grandpa He are both of the older generation, and some of their ideas are deeply rooted. The parents of both sides let you meet in this way, which is a bit pedantic for you young people. But the parents of both sides still hope that you and Yan Ci can get to know each other better. Mom looked around, and the young talent of your age and who matches you in all aspects is He Yan Ci. That child has always been good-looking, and he is more handsome than when he was a child. You will like him."

Wen Ruan curved her lips and said nothing.

Min Qing saw that Wen Ruan was unhappy and shook her hand, "If you really cant get along, dont be too wronged, but also control your temper at home and speak nicely. Just treat it as a meal with friends, dont hurt the harmony, and save some face."

Wen Ruan understood what her parents really meant and hoped that she and He Yan Ci could get along well.

Last night, Wen Ruan had a video call with her grandfather who had just escaped danger. When she learned that she was going to meet He Yanci, she became more energetic.

Thinking of her grandfather, some of Wen Ruans inner thoughts were hidden a little bit.

Just muttered softly, "I know. I dont have a bad temper."

Min Qing helped Wen Ruan put her clothes together while looking at her lovingly, "You are my child, I dont know what you are like."

Wen Ruan squinted and didnt respond. A deep middle-aged male voice sounded behind the mother and daughter, "Dont just talk about her. Its good for girls to have a little temper. Do you want her to be bullied outside in the future and keep silent?" Wens father came down from upstairs, "Have you brought the medicine? Call the doctor if you feel uncomfortable, dont bear it."

Wen Ruan agreed with her fathers words and liked to listen to them. She answered softly, "I brought them all."

Min Qing was worried and checked Wen Ruans handbag. There was no medicine in the bag. She said nervously: "You are an ignorant girl. Why did you only bring an inhaler? How can you not bring medicine? Aunt Lin, quickly take down Ruan Ruans oral medicine."

Wen Ruan stopped him: "No, the inhaler is completely enough. Dont be too nervous, Im fine." Wen Ruan didnt like this. She was just a premature baby, her body was weaker than others, she was more likely to get sick, she was a little afraid of the cold, and she would have palpitations and insufficient energy if she exercised too much, but it was not a fatal disease.

Over the years, she insisted on exercising, and these physical conditions rarely recurred. Unless she had a serious cold, her breath would not keep up. Otherwise, there would be no problem at all. She had not taken medicine for a long time.

Only her family always treated her as a patient, making her like a waste who needed to be served at any time.

Min Qing helped Wen Ruan correct it.The diamond brooch pinned to the collar of the coat: "Its safer to be careful. A few days ago, I handed a copy of some of your habits and taboos to He Yancis mother Song Yanhua. I know Yancis preferences. I will prepare a copy for you later."

"......."

Even if they have to hand over a copy to the He family... This is not an ordinary blind date in disguise, its like entertaining a leader.

It would be strange if He Yanci didnt get annoyed.

Wen Ruan herself felt that it was quite troublesome.

Wen Ruan received another text message from He Yanci, and he had already arrived outside the courtyard of her villa.

Wens parents didnt send Wen Ruan out. The two children met formally for the first time in many years. They, the elders, followed them out to greet each other. The two children might be nervous.

When Wen Ruan went out, Min Qing did not forget to tidy up her clothes again, fearing that there was something wrong. He let Wen Ruan go out only when he was quite satisfied.

He Yanci stopped the car steadily, and his long legs went around the front of the car to the co-pilot side, waiting and looking at Wen Ruan inconspicuously.

Wen Ruan walked out of the courtyard in high heels with small steps. Her steps were gentle, her posture was dignified and elegant, and her calves exposed under the hem of her dress were particularly white.

She was holding a delicate diamond handbag in her hand. Under the dim yellow street lights, it reflected the scattered light, reflecting the delicate and beautiful person.

He Yanci secretly sighed that the chubby little girl who followed him and called him Brother Yanci had grown into a stunning young lady.

In mid-October, the little girl wrapped herself in a thick cashmere coat.

Afraid of cold.

Kyotos winters are always biting, and this young lady is afraid that she cant go out easily.

Wen Ruan raised her eyes slightly and saw the tall figure next to the car.

When she just returned to Kyoto, her old mother couldnt wait to show her a photo of He Yanci and told her that He Yanci was very handsome, much more handsome than when he was a child, and could meet her super high standards for face control.

In the photo, He Yanci only had a silhouette, and his side profile was not clear. He was holding a mobile phone, standing in front of the French window and talking on the phone. It was obvious that it was a candid photo.

In addition to being obsessed with faces and abdominal muscles, Wen Ruan was also obsessed with mens shirts, and loved dark and solid-colored shirts.

He Yancis dressing taste was all on her point.

He was wrapped in a dark shirt with a tall body, and the texture could be faintly seen under the shirt. Below was a pair of slender legs wrapped in smoky gray trousers.

He wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, and the whole person was coated with a gentle atmosphere of a young man from aristocratic family.

Wen Ruan didnt know why, but when she saw He Yanci in this state, four words automatically appeared in her mind: a scumbag.

Wen Ruan stopped two steps away from He Yanci.

He Yanci was tall and straight, and Wen Ruans height was not short among girls. She wore a pair of ten-centimeter high heels, and He Yanci was much taller than her.

She smiled, "Mr. He, sorry for the long wait."

"Miss Wen, youre too polite. I just got here too." He Yancis voice was a little cold as he smiled. He opened the passenger door. Wen Ruan unnoticeably withdrew her hand that was about to open the door of the back seat and chose the passenger seat.

He Yanci put his right hand above the door to protect Wen Ruan. "Are you used to being back in Beijing these days?"

"Its pretty good. After all, this is my home. I miss it so much when Im away." Wen Ruan sat in the passenger seat and tilted her head to look at He Yanci outside the door. She smiled thoughtfully, "To be honest, if theres anything Im not used to, its the climate. You can see how uncomfortable I am when Im wrapped up like this."

Perhaps because she was joking, Wen Ruans pair of black eyes were bright, shining, delicate and playful.

The smile on the corner of her mouth was very contagious. She was beautiful, and she didnt look like a weak premature baby at all.

He Yanci fixed his eyes on her little face and smiled softly, "Its cold at night, so I put on a coat and stayed in the car."

Wen Ruan smiled with her eyebrows curved, she knew that He Yanci said this to give her a way out.

He Yanci was still a gentleman, not the boy who didnt know how to cherish women.

Originally, Wen Ruan wanted to deliberately put on airs in front of He Yanci when he confessed to her about the absurd arranged marriage, to make him anxious, to avenge her for being annoying to him in the past.

Now she changed her mind, seeing that He Yanci had a good attitude towards her and was quite gentlemanly.

When he mentioned breaking off the engagement, she stopped deliberately making things difficult and resolved it peacefully.

The car slowly drove out of the villa area, and the music in He Yancis car was a very quiet light music.

The road was not dull, He Yanci would chat with her about some daily life, and also introduce the changes in Kyoto City in recent years.

When the road conditions were good and there were few cars, He Yanci would slow down appropriately and tell her what new and interesting things were added in Kyoto.

Kyoto has been changing very fast. Although Wen Ruan was born in Kyoto, she had been in poor health since she was a child and spent most of her time in the south to recuperate.

Later, her health improved, she got used to life in the south, and rarely came back.

At the seventh red light, He Yancis phone rang. He apologized to Wen Ruan and then answered the Bluetooth call. It was a call from the elders of the He family, who were concerned about the meeting between the two.

He Yanci answered the phone without deliberately avoiding it, and Wen Ruan didnt listen deliberately either.

The only thing that was clear was that the parents of both families were doing their best to bring them together.

As for the thoughts of the two parties, they knew it well and it was just a formality.

Wen Ruan turned her head and fixed her eyes on the brightly lit Kyoto City at night for a while. She lowered her head to pick up her phone and unlocked it. It was a message from her friend Tang casually.

[Ruan Ruan Ruan Ruan——]

Wen Ruan secretly sighed: [Mani, the person is still alive, and you are calling for his soul?]

Tang Suiyi: [Hehe, as the mothers family, of course we care about our little Ruan Ruans lifelong event. Have you seen the person? How is it?]

How could Wen Ruan not understand Tang Suiyis gossipy nature? She typed slowly with her fingertips and replied to her, [Just met.]

Tang Suiyi: [Fuck——Just met, Ruan ... 】

Wen Ruans mind reflected the scene of He Yanci at her doorstep. The sleeves of her dark shirt were rolled up to her forearms, revealing a strong forearm, and the texture of the shirt wrapped in front of her body was faintly visible.

She curled her lips and replied, [Its OK. ]

Tang Suiyi: [My eldest lady, your "OK" is a high evaluation! ]

Wen Ruans little hobby is really hard for ordinary men to achieve. It is completely based on the proportions of human models. What if the shirt should have texture patterns? If the shirt is tight, the body lines are not clear enough, and if it is loose, it will lose a bit of masculine sexiness.

They have been laughing at her for years, saying that only gentlemen and beasts can satisfy the little hobby of the eldest lady.

To get this evaluation from Wen Ruan, it must be good.

Tang Suiyi was excited:

[Sister, I am more interested in your "OK", can you post a photo? ]

Wen Ruan didnt check the message for half a minute, and Tang Suiyis message dominated the screen.

Wen Ruan glanced at He Yanci, [Lets do it later. Hes driving now, Im sitting in the passenger seat, its not easy to take pictures. ] She could be caught taking pictures at a glance, how could she save face.

Tang Suiyi smiled and replied: [Oh, just remember to take pictures. Ruanruan, tell me, does your childhood sweethearts fiancés face grow into your heart? ]

Wen Ruan couldnt help but look at He Yanci in the drivers seat, and her eyes fell on the clear contours of his face. She couldnt help but sigh, not only does he look good from the front, but his profile is so perfect from the side.

Wen Ruan stared at the side of He Yanci intently, he suddenly turned his head, Wen Ruan quickly retracted her gaze, looked straight ahead for a moment, calmly and politely tidied up the broken hair on her cheeks, lowered her head and replied, [Well... it should be considered to grow into my aesthetic standards. ]

Tang Suiyi teased: [I dont think youre going back to solve the farce of the arranged marriage this time, but it seems that youre in love with each other, right? ]

Wen Ruan pulled the corner of her mouth, what do you mean by in love with each other.

Its not the first day that He Yanci is annoying her, she can still follow him like a child, she still wants to save face.

Besides, she doesnt like this kind of arranged marriage, the marriage she longs for may not be grand, but at least it should be a natural outcome and the two should be in love.

Although she has never thought about something as complicated as marriage.

[Did he mention the matter between you two? ] Tang Suiyi asked.

[How can it be so fast, we just set out. ] Why do we have to eat and drink halfway before getting to the point? At first glance, people like He Yanci are very shrewd, even if they mention it, they will do a good job of saving face.

[Is that so. Ruanruan, I heard from Boss Chu that He Yanci is the ceiling in your Beijing circle. Not only is his family wealthy, but his own company is also among the best in the industry. He meets the mate selection criteria of many daughters of aristocratic families. ]

[The boss and the others know about it? ] I cant see anyone.

[Of course, as your in-laws, who wouldnt care? ]

"......" Wen Ruan rubbed his throbbing temples.

[Ruan Ruan, I just asked the boss to get a copy of He Yancis personal information. There is not much introduction, but it is enough to prove that the boss has a low-key work style and a clean private life. Well, I still say that if He Yanci doesnt mention the cancellation of the engagement, its not a loss to invest! ]

Wen Ruan: [Oh... So your hidden meaning is that even if you cant get his heart, the person who gets him is also good? ]

Tang Suiyi: [What, Ruan Ruan, dont belittle yourself, okay? Dont you know how fascinating your charming appearance is? I still dont believe that He Yanci can eat plain soup after eating the clinging goblin. We want both the person and the heart. 】

"......" The more she talked, the more outrageous it was. How could she have the intention to sleep with He Yanci? The conversation became more and more lewd, and it was unbearable to watch.

Wen Ruan took the initiative to cut off the chat.

He Yancis indifferent eyes also fell on Wen Ruan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, several times. Its not that he hasnt met girls with white skin before, but he has only seen Wen Ruan with such white skin. In his memory, Wen Ruan has been tender since she was a child, and even her skin color seems to have not changed, tender and white.

At this moment, Wen Ruan held her forehead with one hand and looked at her mobile phone. The sleeve of her coat slipped, revealing a white and delicate wrist.

On her slender wrist was a valuable ancient mutton-fat white jade. The pure and transparent mutton-fat white jade did not cover up the girls delicate and fair skin at all, but instead made her skin shine with stars, like crystal clear fat.

The whole face is more gentle and delicate, even when she lowers her head to reply to messages, she is particularly beautiful, and her unique soft temperament is very well grasped by her.

Every bit, every move is extremely beautiful.

He Yanci retracted his peripheral vision and drove seriously.

After about a few minutes, they arrived at the destination.

He Yanci stopped the car and took off his glasses.

Dont wear glasses?

Wen Ruan turned her head and glanced at He Yancis glasses.

He Yanci saw Wen Ruans doubts and fiddled with the glasses hooked on his fingers, "I dont wear them often, and my eyesight cant keep up when driving at night."

He Yanci, who took off his glasses, gave people a different feeling. His handsome face was less gentle and more profound.

The gentlemanly look on his handsome face faded a little, which reminded Wen Ruan of an animal-a fox, a cunning and treacherous old fox.

Wen Ruan didnt understand why He Yanci explained the glasses to her, maybe out of politeness.

She replied with a light "Oh".

He Yanci handed the key to the parking attendant who came to greet him, and then walked around the front of the car to open the door for Wen Ruan himself.

Wen Ruan got out of the car, and the restaurant manager came up to her. It can be seen that the manager is very familiar with He Yanci.

The managers eyes turned to Wen Ruan. In addition to the unignorable surprise in his eyes, he was more puzzled about her relationship with He Yanci.

"Ms. Wen Ruan." He Yanci introduced with a faint smile.

The manager immediately greeted Wen Ruan repeatedly, and Wen Ruan nodded gently in response.

He Yanci tilted his head and said to Wen Ruan in a faint voice: "I dont know Miss Wens personal taste. This