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Pan Renxing dropped the two off at the hotel, then eagerly drove off to show off in front of his friends.

Who was it that said they hated pretentious people the most this afternoon?

"Little Green Tea, you go up first. I need to get something from the car."

"Okay!"

Feng Qiqi was very happy today, so she didn't cling to him. She obediently walked back upstairs in her high heels.

Jiang Chuan went to the Mercedes-Benz, opened the door, and picked up the exquisitely packaged gift box from the back seat.

Uncle Li had driven to the mall to buy this while they were eating. He had seen Little Green Tea's ID card back when they registered at the hospital.

As for why he remembered her birthday, don't ask! If you ask, it's just a habit... No matter why Little Green Tea approached him, so far, she had gained nothing and only given. Whether it was genuine or not, he could still tell.

Carrying the gift, he entered the elevator, went upstairs, and knocked on the door of the next room.

"Wait a moment!"

Feng Qiqi had just lain down on the soft big bed to rest when she heard the knocking. Reluctantly, she got up.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing who it was, she quickly moved aside without any reserve about gender boundaries, saying in surprise.

Jiang Chuan didn't go in. He lifted the gift and said with a smile, "Happy birthday, Little Green Tea. One step closer to thirty. Here, your gift!"

Feng Qiqi didn't take the gift. Instead, she reached out, pulled him directly into the room, and pressed him against the door.

They were very close. In her high heels, she wasn't much shorter than him. With just a slight tilt of her head, she could reach him. Her red lips parted slightly as she breathed out, saying:

"The gift I want isn't this."

Jiang Chuan slightly turned his head, avoiding the advance of this daring woman who loved and hated fiercely. Playing along with the birthday girl, he said with a smile:

"Then what do you want? I only prepared this one gift."

"Well, no choice then. I'll reluctantly accept it, but you have to compensate me."

Feng Qiqi boldly lifted the man's chin, blinking her beautiful peach-blossom eyes, teasing him.

"Ah~"

"Still want compensation?"

"Yes~"

Rubbing the spot where she was hit, her eyes still fixed on the man before her, her gaze shifting with a seductive charm.

The roles reversed. The electric curtains slowly closed. The gift that should have been cherished was left unattended on the floor.

The room was pitch black, making their movements unclear. Only faint sounds could be heard from time to time, like something tearing.

Soon after, a red glow hovered in mid-air, swaying slightly, dazzling in the dark room.

"Red sole facing the sky, boundless power."

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8:05 AM

Jiang Chuan resumed his duty of feeding her. No choice—Little Green Tea had evolved into Little Red Tea and was in a brief period of weakness. She probably wouldn't be able to go out today.

Feng Qiqi ate the breakfast fed by her lover with a blissful expression, tightly clutching the trophy she had cut off this morning—not for collection, of course.

If he dared to abandon her after taking advantage, this thing would be even more effective than ancient talismans!

And it was also something worth showing off. When she showed it to Linlin back home, she'd be so jealous!

They had slept early last night. Despite Little Green Tea's sharp tongue, she was actually quite inexperienced. The word she said most last night was "Stop!"

Jiang Chuan was left hanging, but fortunately, she had her strengths, so it was barely satisfactory.

After breakfast, he prepared to meet that President Qin. He called back the new driver, Pan Renxing, patted Little Green Tea's head, and said:

"You rest at the hotel. Old Fourth and I will go."

"No, no! I want to go too!"

How could Feng Qiqi miss such an important matter? This was one of the only two ways she could help him right now. She sat up, shaking her head.

"Didn't you say it hurts to walk? Better rest a bit."

"Then I just won't walk!"

Feng Qiqi stood up, tried walking a few steps. It wasn't as painful as before. Now it felt like having her period—painful but bearable.

She opened her suitcase, put on a Heat Patch, then opened the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

Seeing her so determined, Jiang Chuan didn't try to persuade her further. He lay sideways on the bed, watching intently.

It had to be said, Little Green Tea's figure was really good—firm and elastic skin, even a well-toned Peach Butt from squats.

Feng Qiqi matched a couple's outfit based on his style: a White Shirt, Trousers chosen for ease of movement, and low high heels.

With a bare face except for Lipstick, she stood up gracefully and said, "Let's go! Is Old Fourth here yet?"

"Not sure. Let's wait for him downstairs."

Jiang Chuan stood up, supporting Little Green Tea, who was clearly having trouble moving. They took the elevator to the first floor, just in time to see a white bentley parked at the entrance.

Pan Renxing had a blast last night. Though he didn't drink a drop, the flattery left him a bit drunk. The peak of life was just like this. He opened the car door with a wide smile.

He planned to show off to Old Third later, but just then, he saw him—and also the woman claiming to be Old Third's "secretary," limping out of the elevator.

His smile vanished instantly, as if he had never smiled. Suddenly, last night's revelry felt utterly meaningless!

With no desire to show off left, he coldly opened the car door and got back in.

Feng Qiqi saw him too. She had just raised her hand to greet him, but he had no manners at all—didn't even acknowledge her, just ducked into the car.

"What's wrong with him? In a bad mood?"

"It's fine. He's on his period. He'll be okay soon."

Jiang Chuan was still wearing his Gold-rimmed Glasses. He saw Old Fourth's cocky demeanor when he got out of the car, clearly trying to show off in front of him. If not now, when to retaliate?

Helping Little Green Tea to the car, he opened the door and asked with feigned confusion, "Why aren't you smiling? Is it just not in your nature to smile?"

"Get lost!"

Pan Renxing kept a straight face, as if the person before him owed him money. He closed the car door again, never wanting to see these two again in his life.

Listening to their conversation, Feng Qiqi started to understand why. She held his hand and hid behind him.

After all, it was her first time experiencing something like this. Even she felt a bit embarrassed.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan didn't press further. He knocked on the window and said, "Lead the way."

Then he helped Little Green Tea into the Mercedes-Benz driven by Uncle Li, following the roaring Sports Car ahead to Hangzhou City's largest Food Production Company.

Uncle Li, of course, noticed Miss Feng's unusual state. He sighed heavily inside, "The brave enjoy the world first. Tsundere is out of style now. Daring to love and hate is the way."

Birthday gift: ???

So, in the end, was I the one who was wronged?