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When Ling Yiheng woke up early in the morning, the first thing he saw was Zuo Zixian's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.

Her hibiscus powder was particularly attractive in the sunlight outside the window. Her long eyelashes were like two thick brushes that moved with her breathing.

Those beautifully shaped lips had a hint of pink, as if they had been kissed by him the night before.

To a man who had just woken up, this was the greatest temptation.

He couldn't help it. He leaned close to her, wanting to put a kiss on her lips. However, she seemed to have felt something strange. Just as he was about to press against her lips, she turned her body over and turned her face away.

Ling Yiheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that this woman didn't like him even in her dreams.

He looked at the furnishings of her room. It was simple, but there were a lot of books, mostly about wine and music, and some of the most famous books in Europe in the eighteenth century. All of these made Ling Yiheng have a whole new level of respect for her.

Usually, a young miss like her would be very pretentious. Although there was a portion of the elites in the group, it was not as attractive to him as the Left Scholar.

After an unknown period of time, Zuo Zixian woke up. What he saw was the back of Ling Yiheng, who was sizing up his bookcase with his tall body.

"You, what are you doing?" she asked, feeling uneasy at the thought of having slept with him all night.

When he heard her voice, he immediately turned around and faced her with his face as white as jade, causing Zuo Zixian to be a little stunned.

His pitch-black eyes held an extremely faint hint of a smile, and his thin lips also curled up slightly.

Feeling a little flustered, Zuo Zixian turned her head away and wrapped herself in the quilt, not wanting to meet his aggressive gaze. It was as if he was observing his own possessions.

And she really didn't like that kind of expression!

"You are so troubled over the matter of the winery, why didn't you come and find me?" he asked, the elegant curve of his lips dazzling against the slanting sunlight outside the window.

Zuo Zisheng's eyes flashed, he bit his lower lip and said: "I don't want to owe you anything."

What she owed him, she could no longer tell. If there was more, she really wouldn't be able to bear it.

"What if I don't need you to pay me back?" He blurted out these words. The next moment, he did not even know why he said those words. This was something that he could not possibly say.

Zuo Zixian was slightly shocked, the face that was enveloped in the golden light was like a painting, but it revealed a deep sense of confusion.

"You don't need me to return it? "Why?" She didn't think that this man was a kind person who didn't want to repay others.

However, he didn't answer her question. Instead, he walked in front of her and said, "Hold out your hand."

"Huh?" She stared at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

The next moment, he took out a USB drive from his pocket, then grabbed one of her hands and placed it on top of her palm.

"Here are the financial statements you need, as well as the evidence of your winery's financial collusion with an outsider."

Zuo Zizhen's body shrank, his lips parted in shock. How did he know so clearly?

The French police said they didn't know when they would find out, but he could find evidence of financial collusion so quickly.

Although she knew that Ling Yiheng was not a simple man, she didn't expect him to be so clear about this inside the winery.

"You, why did you do this?" she asked somewhat cautiously, pondering his purpose in her heart.

In fact, she had nothing more to give him. When it came to wealth, she was in dire straits right now. There was only a small amount of money in the account of the family's winery, so a businessman like him was not stupid enough to think that she would have the money to give it to him.

If it was a body, she would have given it to him long ago when she first met him. What more did this man want?

Could it be … He still refused to give up on the winery, so why was he so keen on helping the winery investigate the culprit?

Thinking of this, Zuo Zixian felt his heart tighten, and his hand subconsciously grasped the USB.

"Don't look at me like that, I have no interest in your winery anymore." He seemed to see through her thoughts with a look of disdain.

"Then what do you want?" she asked in a very uncertain tone. She really couldn't guess what this man was thinking at all.

"I want you." He answered without hesitation, looking at her eyes that were as clear as jade and incomparably firm and domineering.

"I've already... I gave it to you, didn't I? " She sounded uncomfortable when she said this, and her ears were red.

This kind of her had a unique charm. It made Ling Yiheng's heart palpitate.

Following his heart, he sat beside her and caressed her hair.