I accidentally messed with a wealthy family, and my blind date was the CEO.

Under the blues at night, the villa intertwined with classics and moderns stands quietly.

The bright lights illuminated every inch of the space, forming a sharp contrast with the clusters of white curtains facing the wind.

The living room in the villa is the epitome of Pei Jingchuan's design concept. There is a classical couch on the marble floor and abstract paintings of modern art on the wall.

Pei Jingchuan was still wearing the dark blue suit, sitting on the corner of the sofa, playing with an amethyst pen in his hand.

He frowned, covering his anxiety while handling official duties. From time to time, the rustle of the pen tip on the paper could be heard in his ears.

The door opened gently, and Jiang Yuzhu slowly came in, holding a bag from that day's shopping. She was wearing a white dress, with slightly curly hair hanging gently on her shoulders, looking both charming and dignified.

Not far away, their cat jumped nimbly to her feet, twisted its tail, and looked at her coquettishly.

"Jingchuan, why don't you go upstairs?"

Yu Zhu bent down to pick up the cat, hugging it with his hands, with a gentle smile on his face, which seemed to be in sharp contrast to Pei Jingchuan's tightness.

Pei Jingchuan raised his head and looked at her. The light in his eyes seemed a little soft, but the outline of the corners of his mouth was involuntary.

"Waiting for you to come back." He said briefly.

The phrase "Waiting for you to come back" seems to have an irresistible coquettishness, filling the whole space with a faint sweetness.

Pei Jingchuan raised his hand to pick up Yu Zhu and gently pulled her into his arms. His fingers gently slid across her cheeks, his eyes full of affection.

"Tonight, I want to be with you."

He whispered, with a faint smile on his lips and a hint of unknown expectation in his eyes.

Jiang Yuzhu bit her lips gently, looked into Pei Jingchuan's eyes, as if she could see the stars inside, and chuckled.

"If I had known, I would have come back earlier."

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and a faint fragrance spread between their lips and teeth. As the night deepened, their emotions became more intense.

The morning light filtered in through the gaps in the curtains, reflecting on a huge round bed. The brocade quilt on the bed was slightly messy, revealing two intertwined figures.

Yu Zhu slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Pei Jingchuan's peaceful face. His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

She moved her body gently, but suddenly felt tired. She turned to look at the clock beside the bed. It was already 12 noon.

"what!"

Jiang Yuzhu couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and then gently pinched Pei Jingchuan's face.

"You bad guy, it's already noon and you still don't let me get up."

Pei Jingchuan opened his eyes slightly and looked at her with a hint of mischief in his eyes: "You are too immoderate."

Jiang Yuzhu bit her lip gently and said in pretending to be angry, "It's all your fault."

After cleaning herself up, she drove directly to the institute.

The interior of the institute is spacious and bright, filled with a quiet academic atmosphere.

There are closed laboratories on both sides of the long corridor. The steel doors look cold and hard, and there are various labels on the doors to indicate the research content inside.

When she was halfway along the corridor, a familiar voice suddenly came from a laboratory door. She stopped, looked intently, and saw a familiar figure - Song Yanghao.

Seeing Jiang Yuzhu, Song Yanghao's smile was slightly stiff, but he still greeted her politely: "Dr. Jiang, what a coincidence."

Jiang Yuzhu smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, you seem to be recovering well."

Song Yanghao looked at his body and smiled: "Thanks to your care during this period, I am ready to be discharged from the hospital now."

There was a little awkwardness between the two of them, but they both tried to maintain politeness and smiles.

Song Yanghao took a deep breath, with a little hesitation in his eyes.

"Dr. Jiang, actually... I want to ask, do you mind if we have another friend? I would like to add your WeChat account."

Yu Zhu was slightly surprised, with mixed feelings in his heart, but he still shook his head slightly.

Song Yanghao seemed not to have expected Jiang Yuzhu's response, and the hesitation in his eyes turned to disappointment.

The dim lights in the corridor outside the laboratory cast a soft outline on him, making his expression look particularly sad.

Jiang Yuzhu's eyes were clear and her hair was slightly blown by the wind in the corridor. She was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"Mr. Song, as a doctor, I just did my duty."

"Our relationship should not be interfered with by emotions. It's also about maintaining professionalism."

Song Yanghao lowered his head and rubbed his fingers gently on the pocket of his white lab coat, obviously trying to calm down.

The atmosphere in the corridor became heavy as a result, and an insurmountable gap formed between the two.

He smiled bitterly: "I know, maybe I was too impulsive."

Jiang Yuzhu had mixed feelings in her heart, but she tried to stay calm: "Mr. Song, from the perspective of a doctor, I sincerely hope you get better."

Song Yanghao didn't say anything after all, he just looked at her deeply and turned to leave.

In the afternoon, the sunlight filtered through the big trees outside the window, and the mottled tree shadows fell on Jiang Yuzhu's face, making her mood even more complicated.

She and Jiang Xianmei came to the police station together.

Behind the heavy iron gate, several police officers were handling the work at hand.

Jiang Xianmei, who was walking in front, walked a little heavy. After passing through a long corridor, Jiang Yuzhu and Jiang Xianmei arrived at the detention center.

Behind the iron bars, Shen Qiang was sitting there, her long black hair hanging messily. She was wearing dark prison uniform, her face was pale, and her eyes revealed deep regret.

Seeing Jiang Yuzhu and Jiang Xianmei, Shen Qiang's eyes turned red. She stood up and walked to the iron railing. She clenched her hands and said with a trembling voice: "Mom, Yu Zhu, I really know I was wrong."

Jiang Xianmei's face darkened, and her eyes were filled with pain.

"Qiangqiang, do you know what you did? How could you betray your loved ones like this?"

Shen Qiang grabbed the iron railing with both hands, her voice choked with sobs: "I know I was wrong. I was blinded at the beginning. I really shouldn't..."

His words revealed deep regret.

Jiang Yuzhu took a breath and looked at Shen Qiang quietly: "I just want to know why you chose this path."

Shen Qiang lowered her head, tears rolling down her face: "I was ordered by others. They said that as long as I cooperated with them, they could help me realize my wish. I... I really didn't want to harm you, but I was too young and too stupid at the time. .”

Tears flowed from Jiang Xianmei's eyes. She gently touched Shen Qiang's hand: "Qiangqiang, there is no regret medicine in this world. You need to bear the consequences of what you have done."

Shen Qiang nodded: "Mom, I know. I just... hope you can forgive me and help me get out early. I am willing to pay the price for my crimes."