Wen Zhi looked at He Hanjin's broad back, the smile at the corner of her lips undiminished, a twinkle in her eyes as she deliberately sighed, "Still have to go back to the private room to schmooze, huh? A woman still has to rely on herself."
With that, she sashayed away.
As soon as he heard that she was going back to that private room, going to meet Shen Chenxuan again, his face instantly darkened, and his steps came to a halt.
Wen Zhi didn't spare him another glance, walking straight past He Hanjin, arms crossed as she continued forward.
But before she could take a few more steps, her wrist was suddenly gripped tightly, and the next second, she was pulled into a hard embrace.
He Hanjin pinched her chin, tightening his grip slightly, his intimidating presence enveloping Wen Zhi.
"What are you going back for? To continue flattering them with your laughter?"
"This is my job," Wen Zhi retorted assertively.
This response actually drew a laugh from He Hanjin, "Your job as a star is to do what's expected, not to stoop low like a bar girl, laughing and drinking with others."
"They're my clients. What do you suggest I do?"
He Hanjin's possessiveness flared intensely.
The woman he had set his sights on—how could he allow anyone else to lay a finger on her.
Not even to accompany them for a drink!
He Hanjin didn't answer Wen Zhi's previous question and simply pulled her away domineeringly.
"Without them, I can still put you on the pedestal where you want to stand."
He had that confidence, and he had the ability.
Seeing Wen Zhi's jealousy-ridden face, the smile on her face deepened a few notches.
A man, after all, what was not in her grasp?
He Hanjin, seeing Wen Zhi obediently following him, felt some relief from his unfavorable mood, his expression becoming slightly more pleasant.
Only, he was always petty.
Shen Chenxuan had just been too presumptuous with her; how could he pretend it didn't bother him at all.
Moreover, Shen Chenxuan was also set to marry He Wenyan; he had to remind this man of his place and who he shouldn't touch.
The two walked side by side, with He Hanjin never intending to let go of Wen Zhi's hand. Before leaving, he made sure to deliberately walk past the private room she had just been in.
It just happened that the door to the private room was left open, which allowed Shen Chenxuan to clearly see him taking Wen Zhi away.
A single gesture conveyed everything.
Wen Zhi had been in the outside world for so many years, enduring more hardships than he could imagine, including reading people's expressions and gestures.
Otherwise, how could she possibly have fared so well in this cutthroat world of stars?
Watching He Hanjin declare his so-called sovereignty like a childish boy, her eyes flickered, but she didn't mention it.
Sometimes a woman also had to avoid appearing too clever.
Back in the car, before He Hanjin could even start the engine, Wen Zhi immediately began unfastening the remaining buttons on her clothing, her slender fingers tracing his chest like White Lady from "The Legend of the White Snake," her body inching closer and closer.
The fine tips of her nails sent shivers up He Hanjin's spine, his breath, which had just calmed, becoming heavy again.
The two were already wearing very little to begin with, and with Wen Zhi's initiative, their tightly pressed bodies grew even hotter.
He Hanjin could hardly withstand such provocation, his large hand reaching out to directly grab the delicate white hand still 'causing trouble' on his chest, his tone slightly deep, "Stop it."
"How is this causing trouble? Weren't you just clearly wanting me? I went out on a limb and took the initiative, and you're still playing coy."
"Could it be, you want to pretend that nothing ever happened between us? Or, did my taste really displease you that much?"
Wen Zhi exhaled softly, breathing over and over again into his ear, his neck, his cheek…
He Hanjin swallowed instinctively and turned his head to meet Wen Zhi's seductive gaze, seizing the moment of her inattention to grab her waist with both hands and pull her onto himself.
Wen Zhi let out a soft cry, feeling the scorching warmth of his body, and chuckled low.
"Couldn't hold back so soon?"
"This time, it was you who seduced me first." He Hanjin buried his face in her neck, drawing in her beguiling scent.
She draped her arms loosely around He Hanjin's head, petting him again and again as if caressing a small dog, her voice sultry, "Aren't you afraid that the paparazzi hiding in the dark will snap a photo of us? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Not afraid," He Hanjin murmured.
"But I am. I'm afraid that your haunting-crush will find out and then come looking for me, giving me a hard time. What if I get thoroughly dealt with?"
With that, Wen Zhi slightly pulled away from him, her head lowered, looking apprehensively scared.
"Without you by my side, I can't fend for myself at all. Don't you feel sorry for me when I'm beaten up?"
Mentioned time and again by Bai Yuewan, the desire that had been stirred in He Hanjin also lessened somewhat, and he lit a cigarette irritably, taking a draw then worrying that the smoke might bother Wen Zhi, he rolled down his window.
Halfway through the cigarette, he finally spoke faintly.
"Bai Yuewan and I are history, with no chance of anything more. I can hire bodyguards to protect you well. You just need to focus on being your star self."
He Hanjin took another drag, exhaling rings of smoke, "Those who shouldn't appear, I won't let them come before you."
Such words could only deceive naive girls with little experience of the world.
If he was really that reliable, how could he have done something so beastly to her five years ago!
Wen Zhi scoffed coldly inside, clearly disbelieving, but on the surface, she nodded, "I know you can."
As she spoke, as if moved, she laid back down on He Hanjin, resuming her seductive posture.
This cigarette truly made him suffer tremendously, worrying that the ash might fall on her, he held the cigarette out the window, only bringing it to his lips when he took a draw.
Being teased like this, He Hanjin naturally found it hard to resist, and quickly finished the cigarette with a few puffs, planting a passionate kiss on Wen Zhi's lips.
"So impatient?"
The question that Wen Zhi had asked earlier now came from He Hanjin's mouth.
"Don't you want it? Or can you not do it?" Wen Zhi arched an eyebrow, her inquiry full of provocation.
It's a man's nature to resist being provoked, and once their competitive spirit is aroused, naturally, they make decisions more impulsively than ever before.
Like right now.
He Hanjin's eyes darkened slightly, and he pinched Wen Zhi's soft cheek with a bit of force as a punishment.
"This time, it seems I need to give you a rather deep memory."
"We shall see. If you can't satisfy me, you know what the consequences will be," she said.
He Hanjin gripped her firmly on her body, then started the car, pressed down on the gas pedal without any hesitation, and drove straight home.