His bottomless eyes stared at her. The person in front of him had grown taller than before. Her hair had grown longer, and the curvature of her eyes and brows were exactly the same as in his memory.
His ears were clearly throbbing. The person he had been hoping for so many years suddenly stood in front of him. His voice was hoarse. "Long time no see."
Wen Hua blinked. "Long time no see."
"You're at No. 1 High School..."
The phone in her hand rang. The loud ringing interrupted some of the ambiguity in the air.
"Sorry." She gestured.
"Hello, I'm done. I'm on the second floor of the teaching building... I see you." She walked to the railing and waved at the man downstairs. "Here!"
The man standing downstairs was tall. He had a pair of silver-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a clean white shirt with tailored trousers, and a suit jacket on the crook of his arm. His posture was indifferent, and he had a refined and inoffensive air about him.
Ting Yue raised his eyes slightly and looked at the second floor. At the same time, he received a scrutinizing gaze.
He turned his eyes slightly and saw the man behind Wen Hua. He was dressed in a straight suit and had a slender figure. His temperament was cold and indifferent, and his facial features were handsome and profound.
He was very good-looking and also very cold. There was a deep sense of distance between them.
The man also looked over. His gaze was not rude, but it was definitely not friendly.
Ting Yue only swept his gaze lightly and then looked away.
Wen Hua turned around. "My friend is here to pick me up. Goodbye, teacher."
"Okay, be careful on the road. Come to Lucheng more often in the future to take a look."
"I will."
She turned to look at the person who had suddenly turned cold from the moment she got up. She nodded with a smile and left.
"Wan to come to the office to have a seat?" The homeroom teacher looked at the person whose expression was slightly stiff and said with a smile purposely.
Xi Mo stood there for a few seconds, his jaw tensed up. He nodded at the homeroom teacher without losing his manners. "Teacher, I still have some things to deal with today. I'll visit you again in the future."
"Okay, okay, then you should take care of things first. Take care of it well and stay calm in the face of trouble."
Looking at the person who followed the lady with a cold face, the teacher smiled like someone who had seen this scene before.
When Little Wen Hua left without a word, Xi Mo came to him to ask for her school record and home address, but her family had already taken care of everything. He could not find anything.
At that time, he could tell that Xi Mo was interested in Wen Hua.
To be honest, as a form teacher, he really thought that these two children were a good match, but it was a pity that they had not contacted each other for so many years.
It seemed that this child, Xi Mo, was still thinking about her.
He smiled and shook his head, sipping his tea as if he wanted the world to be in chaos.
Assistant Yu Jinnan was beside the car. When he saw his boss coming over, he respectfully opened the car door.
"Follow that car."
"Yes."
He quickly started the car, and his heart tensed up for a long time. What was with the complicated pressure on CEO Xi's body now?
The monthly meeting did not have such a terrifying low pressure, but there was also a different kind of joy hidden in that low pressure?
Yu Jinnan sneaked a glance at his boss. His cold face was always calm. There was no warmth all year round, and he was reserved and deep. It was hard to tell what was going on. It was only after he had stayed by his boss's side for a long time that he could sense this kind of complicated aura.
The person in the Audi must be an important person.
Ting Yue looked up at the rearview mirror and asked the person beside him in an indifferent voice, "An old acquaintance?"
"What?" Wen Hua followed his gaze and looked at the rearview mirror.
She turned her head and saw a shiny black Bentley following closely behind.
The person in the passenger seat had a heavy gaze, and his handsome facial features were tense. He did not come with good intentions.
"Do you want to stop?" Ting Yue asked.
Wen Hua turned around. "No need."
Ting Yue glanced at her and continued driving.
The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel. The two of them entered the hotel one after the other.
Xi Mo sat in the car for a while before getting out.
8 pm, in the hotel restaurant.
The woman sitting by the window had a head of luxurious black hair that was casually draped over her shoulders. The ends of her hair were slightly curled in a gentle and beautiful arc. The light green muslin dress outlined her slender waist, forming a clash of colors with the rose-red velvet tablecloth, the texture and saturation of the scene were just perfect.
She tilted her head to look at the dim lights outside the window. The woman's beautiful figure and the large window scenery complemented each other. Just a single silhouette was enough to attract anyone's attention. It made people want to see if the face attached to this beautiful back was equally beautiful.
This woman, who looked cold and blasphemous from the back, was smiling slightly at the moment. She seemed to be in a good mood. Through the window, she could see a couple who were quarreling on the road.
The boy held flowers in his hand and kept passing the flowers to the girl. The girl pushed him away again and again and tried to walk away. In the midst of the back-and-forth stalemate, the boy threw the flowers to the flower bed on the side of the road. He pulled the girl over and kissed her without any explanation.
Next was the scene of you plundering and me struggling. I was being plundered and struggling hard, but in the end, I was plundered.
It could be seen everywhere on the street.
This boring and childish plot.
Wen Hua turned around and took a sip of coffee. Her rosy fingertips made her knuckles look even whiter and longer.
The people who had been paying attention to her table could not help but take a deep breath when they saw her face.
Initially, they thought that this kind of killer back-view would not have a worthy face. Their expectations had been lowered. If she turned around and did not look good, the beautiful scene from before would be ruined.
They did not expect that the woman's face not only did not destroy the beautiful scene from before, but also shifted the focus of the scene to her face. When she turned her head around, she did not care about anything else. Her face was the most prominent focus.
Not to mention her noble appearance, the surrounding environment was beautiful. Even if she wore coarse clothes and ate instant noodles in a shabby hotel, others would probably only think that she was the daughter of a wealthy family who was temporarily down and out.
She was born with pale white skin. Her black hair made her skin appear clear and white. Her eyebrows and eyes were clean, and the lines of her eyelids were smooth. Her vermillion lips were a little red, adding a touch of color to the cold atmosphere instead of being cold. She had a bit of an air of smoke and fire.
She looked stunning just by looking at her face.
It was the legendary appearance that looked very ethereal.
She took a sip of her coffee and turned her head to look out of the window. Some people could not sit still.