But it was exactly such a man, a man not seduced by her charms, whom she couldn't let go, and whose conquest she increasingly desired.
By the time they returned to the villa, it was already late.
Chen Zhi got out of the car and didn't wait for Si Ye, heading straight into the living room.
Zhou Ma had also returned and asked if they had eaten yet. Chen Zhi said she wasn't hungry and told Zhou Ma to ask Si Ye.
She went back to her bedroom, grabbed her pajamas, and took a shower. After her shower, she saw Si Ye sitting on the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers, unsmoked.
Embers flickered, spreading out as the ash fell onto the clean floor.
His eyes were slightly drooped, dark and waveless, his face expressionless.
Chen Zhi thought he might have something on his mind, so she did not disturb him.
She found a hairdryer and went to the bathroom to dry her hair. When she came out, Si Ye was still in the same position on the sofa, having barely moved.
