Yun Mingyue, lacking enough clues, naturally couldn’t reach a conclusion. She swept a glance across the lively banquet hall—a sudden pang of loneliness flickered in her chest.

If she hadn’t come tonight, she’d be with Zhou You right now. Grabbing dinner, fooling around—anything light, free, and genuinely happy.

"Just half an hour more." If that young lady still hadn’t shown up after thirty minutes, she’d leave and find Zhou You.

"But… isn’t it getting late?" Yun Mingyue climbed to the second floor, stepped into the restroom to touch up her makeup. "I wonder how his chat with Ice City Love is going."

She’d already seen the WeChat group messages. No strange emotions stirred.

She was Yun Mingyue—a billionaire CEO, effortlessly beautiful, voice sweet, charm natural.

How could some random female netizen compare?

"Wait…" Yun Mingyue rested her hands on the sink, fingertips unconsciously tracing the cool marble. "Why am I even thinking this…"

Even if Zhou You met an older sister just as wealthy, just as lovely and sweet-voiced, even kinder than her—

She absolutely wouldn’t feel jealous.

She was Yun Mingyue. A top-tier business magnate owning one-third of Hangzhou’s enterprises.

"Besides, what are the odds? Randomly adding people to the group and they’re all rich older sisters?"

She unclenched her fist, finished her makeup, and stepped out. A strange voice drifted from a nearby corridor corner.

"Little God, I checked—it’s clear. Sneak out through the kitchen."

"I just hope next time, Sister Ice, you won’t make it so… intense."

"…"

The man’s voice sounded familiar. Puzzled, Yun Mingyue instinctively edged closer.

The hushed chatter of the two shadowy figures grew clearer.

"Intense? Just a hug. Sleeping together."

"That’s easily misunderstood."

Yun Mingyue froze, half-hidden behind the corner. She saw Zhou You—and an unfamiliar woman, stunningly beautiful, whose presence stunned her.

Zhou You? Could she be Ice City Love?

Recalling their suspicious exchange, Yun Mingyue didn’t step forward. She quietly backed away.

Jingle~ jingle~

"Hello?"

"You skipped work to meet a female netizen. Submit leave paperwork tomorrow."

"Yes." Zhou You felt awkward. Having your boss in a private group really was weird.

"I’m at Ring City Hotel. Still here? Need a ride home?" Yun Mingyue unintentionally revealed her intent.

"Where are you, Sister Hua? I’ll come find you."

"Outside. By the road."

Zhou You ended the call, bid Chen Tangtang farewell, and slipped out through the kitchen along her planned route.

Chen Tangtang, of course, wouldn’t go downstairs to meet them. She quietly trailed Zhou You, eager to sneak a peek at Flourishing Wealth—rumored to be a fascinating, wealthy heiress. Curiosity burned.

Unlike the hotel’s clamor, the street outside lay quiet. A silver-gray Lamborghini waited by the curb. Headlights flashed on as Zhou You approached.

Yun Mingyue, in a soft lilac gown, swept her hair back—sapphire earrings glinting. Her slender arm curved into an alluring arc.

She glanced up, voice cool. "Get in."

Zhou You settled into the passenger seat. Yun Mingyue was about to drive off and casually probe when her eyes caught the rearview mirror.

A distinctly featured woman peeked from behind a tree, watching them.

Yun Mingyue frowned. An inexplicable irritation flared.

Why was she following Zhou You?

Feeling irked, a bold idea sparked in her mind.

Zhou You opened his mouth to ask why she hadn’t moved—then lilac scent washed over him. A fair, delicate hand rested on his chest.

"?"

With astonishing flexibility, Yun Mingyue shifted from driver’s seat, pinned him gently, and settled into the passenger seat. Head tilted high, she regarded him like an Amazonian huntress sizing up prey.

"Enjoy your chat with Ice City Love?" She leaned closer. Lilac breath warmed his neck. "Hmm? Why so quiet?"

*(Like hell we just chatted—we napped all afternoon.)*

Zhou You mentally grumbled, replying vaguely, "It was fine. Sister Ice was… pleasant."

"Sister Ice? So familiar."

"Isn’t that how I usually address her?" He was the youngest in the group—everyone got a "Sister."

"You’re right." Her fingers hooked his collar. "You have quite a few ‘Sisters’."

A gentle tug exposed his shoulder. Her lips trailed from neck to collarbone, then parted.

"Hiss~"

Zhou You shuddered—not pain, just a tingling numbness. More than that, he was startled.

Time stretched and compressed at once.

Yun Mingyue straightened, a reckless smile playing on her lips. "Didn’t you ask Sister for a chance?"

She returned to the driver’s seat, smoothed her dress. Seeing his dazed expression, she teased, "What? Don’t want to turn Sister into your very own little kitten?"

"Or afraid this kitten bites too hard?"

"…"

Honestly, turning a cold, powerful CEO into a kitten meant only for him… deeply satisfying.

But…

Zhou You doubted himself. He was just an ordinary high schooler who’d studied hard for three years.

Yun Mingyue? A seasoned business titan who’d faced countless cunning veterans.

"Sister Hua… are you serious?" he asked tentatively.

"Hehe." Yun Mingyue’s lips curved. A glance in the mirror—someone approaching. "Every word I say is sincere."

Chen Tangtang reached the car. Pressing against the window, she awkwardly leaned her upper body inside. The glass groaned under her generous curves.

To Yun Mingyue’s disbelief, butt in the air, hands braced on Zhou You’s thighs, she enthusiastically replicated the bite on his other shoulder.

She wiped her mouth, delighted. "Symmetry feels so good."

Yun Mingyue: "???"

Zhou You could only laugh helplessly. Classic Chen Tangtang—impulsive, unfiltered.

Her interruption calmed him. He touched the twin bite marks on his shoulders. No need to overthink.

Winning over an older sister would be great—but failure was possible too.

After all, older sisters had minds of their own.

Gain is fortune; loss is fate.

He’d been too fixated on Yun Daidai before.

Still… a little kitten? The offer was undeniably tempting.