Ning Yuan didn't notice that his heart wasn't in it. Seeing that the people around her were silent, she only focused on grilling meat.

She reached out and tugged on his sleeve. "What do you think of my idea?"

Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes falling across his fair and pale face, casting a shadow: "It's nothing, although things have loosened up these past two years, we still need to be cautious."

If someone sent her to infiltrate his side, why would she pretend to be so desperately poor?

Wasn't she given enough activity funds when she came online?

Ning Yuan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'll be careful not to hold you back. By the way, are there any more melons? I want to eat melon!"

After that, she still hoped that the bigwig would hunt more game in the mountains to sell.

She would make an excellent second-hand dealer!

Rong Zhaonan glanced at her: "Alright, I'll go get it."

I think her smile seemed a little too eager, like a sly businessman.

......

The two of them tossed and turned for half the night before finally smoking the meat properly. Ning Yuan was exhausted and sleepy, flipping the meat while dozing off.

Rong Zhaonan sat by the fire, and suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. He turned his face to see Ning Yuan leaning against him, her head resting on his shoulder as she slept.

Long braids, round cheeks softly resting against his shoulder, lips soft and moist, like a rabbit that poses no threat.

His gaze was deep, and for some reason, he remained silent, letting her fall asleep against him.

Even, he himself unconsciously closed his eyes.

When Ning Yuan woke up, the sky was already faintly bright.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself pressed against a solid chest. She looked up and met the face of a sleeping man right before her.

Ning Yuan was about to slap someone in a daze, but luckily she came to her senses and held back.

Only then did she realize she had fallen asleep in Rong Zhaonan's arms, her head resting on his arm.

His breath fell upon her forehead, so close that she could see his eyelashes like thick, dense fans, long and straight, with a high nose and thin lips.

She gasped for air, this face......

It was truly born in a completely inappropriate era.

She couldn't help but sigh again in her heart. If he had been born a few decades later, he would definitely be a top star in the entertainment industry, making little girls crazy to spend money just for a smile from him.

But born in the late seventies and early eighties, a time when the tough guy style of popular actor Takuya Kimura was all the rage... he really was quite the "pretty boy" that most girls wouldn't look twice at.

"What are you looking at?" someone asked abruptly.

"Look at the pretty boy." She replied absentmindedly.

"Hehehe..." The man sneered.

" (⊙o⊙)…" Ning Yuan was startled, her round eyes meeting a pair of cold and deep phoenix eyes.

She said dryly, "Aha ha ha... Rong... Doctor Rong, you're awake! I'm awake too, it's daybreak... Time to go to work."

When she gets nervous, she can't remember his name.

Rong Zhaonan looked at the girl in his arms without any expression. "Disgusted?"

Ning Yuan's face was blank: "Huh?"

What are you complaining about? Complaining about the workmanship?

Rong Zhaonan rolled over and sat up: "When you used me as a pillow and blanket last night, you didn't seem to mind the little white face."

Ning Yuan's face flushed instantly, and she quickly sat up: "No... I didn't... not dislike it! That wasn't what I meant!"

What's going on? This big shot's words are making people think and misunderstand! It seems like something happened between them.

"Then what do you mean?" Rong Zhaonan sneered, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

He was often ridiculed for his androgynous features since he was a child.

Even some people say he's like those vicious con artists from old Shanghai who specialized in swindling women out of their money with their good looks.

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