Yun Yuwan couldn't help but blush slightly.
During the dinner party, their eyes met by chance, and his gaze was deep and profound, making her feel like she was about to be consumed by it.
It was as if she was the one who would be kissed the next second.
The Xu Family was more than a hundred times satisfied with Wen Yangzhi tonight, especially the Xu family's daughter.
She hadn't expected the Wen Family's eldest brother to be so handsome.
Especially since he was her prospective match for an arranged marriage.
If she could be united in matrimony with such a man, the likelihood of an emotional drift between husband and wife after marriage would probably be much smaller.
Just looking at Wen Yangzhi's handsome face and imagining the future, she couldn't help but feel a surge of sweetness.
Yun Yuwan knew nothing about the arranged meeting and thought it was just a regular social gathering.
During the meal, she remembered her friend Lin Chu's advice and, gathering her courage, carefully extended her leg to hook the hem of his trousers with the tip of her shoe.
The Miss Xu sitting across in a small suit suddenly sat up straight, beginning to sweat profusely.
Yun Yuwan's toes, moving up beneath the fabric of the trousers, felt the thin material of the high heels' black velvet surface, causing her some nervousness, uncertain of how Wen Yangzhi would react.
But Miss Xu was already sweating buckets, her hands trembling, as she looked up at Yun Yuwan across from her.
She remembered seeing her wearing pointed high heels when she entered the door.
The Wen Family's elder sister, how, how could she have such a hobby?
She heard that she had come back from abroad, but she didn't expect her to be so... odd?
A bold guess suddenly emerged in her heart.
They said it was a marriage alliance, but they didn't specify the gender, could it be that this meeting wasn't to match her with the Wen Family's eldest brother?
Yun Yuwan was completely unaware that she had hooked the wrong person and continued to use her peripheral vision to observe Wen Yangzhi's expression, which remained normal as he conversed with the other guests, his dignified and elegant face showing little change.
His voice was deep and sonorous, like the low tones of a cello, without any fluctuation.
How could Wen Yangzhi be so enduring?
Her hooking motions became inadvertently bolder, seeking his response, and Miss Xu suddenly let out an "Ah" sound.
Everyone turned to look at her.
Yun Yuwan also looked at her, puzzled.
Miss Xu quickly stood up, awkwardly saying, "I accidentally got some sauce on my dress, I need to go to the restroom."
The others suddenly understood.
Wen's mother said kindly, "Hurry along, then."
When Yun Yuwan stretched out her leg again, she didn't touch a leg.
Perhaps Wen Yangzhi had moved his leg, could it be that big brother didn't like this?
Until the end of the family banquet, Yun Yuwan still didn't know that she had hooked the wrong person.
She also didn't know that the Xu Family had come this time to have Miss Xu and Wen Yangzhi meet for a potential arranged marriage.
They were well-matched in social status and similar in age; the opportunity should not have been small.
But without her knowledge, she had sabotaged Wen Yangzhi's arranged meeting.
For a reserved person like Miss Xu, she likely wouldn't dare to set foot in the Wen Family household again.
Wen Yangzhi, looking at Xu Shulan fleeing in a panic, felt a bit surprised, but the feeling wasn't too bad.
His tall figure stood in the stairwell. He took a box of treasurer cigarettes from his pocket, and his slender, jade-like fingers held onto the cigarette. His fingertip brushed the lighter's wheel, but he didn't light it.
The next second, a pair of delicate, fair hands were raised high, pressing on a lighter, trying to hold a flame up to his lips.
Wen Yangzhi looked down to see Yun Yuwan trying to hold her hand high.
He paused for half a second.
He reached out to support her lower back, directly lifting her in front of him, and lowered his head to light the cigarette with the flame.
Yun Yuwan was rigid all over, looking at Wen Yangzhi, who was supporting her waist.
The tiny flame danced, casting a flickering shadow on his chiseled and indifferent face, his imposing aura almost overwhelming her like a wave.
They had never been this close before.
His hand on her waist was dry and warm, and his strong, slender fingers pressed against her soft flesh. The menthol scent of the tobacco was distinct from other repulsive cigarette smells, carrying a sense of sharpness.
The Patek Philippe moon-phase platinum watch on his wrist had a stronger presence than the distinct bones of his wrist, pressing tightly against her waist.
As Wen Yangzhi let go, she fell back to where she was standing.
With a slight "click," the flame disappeared in the palm of her hand.
Holding the cigarette between his fingers, he spoke with a distant tone, "How have your years in Belgium been?"
She still felt tingling all over, unable to shake off the sensation of being held up by someone with one hand.
She hesitated for a moment, "It was... not bad."
They had never been this close before, and looking into his dark eyes, she bravely said while tilting her fair neck, "Did you miss me?"
His pupils were an unfathomable shade of ink, and locking eyes with him made Yun Yun Yuwan's legs feel weak.
He barely parted his thin lips, "You've really grown up."
The man's pronounced philtrum and the light pink of his upper lip were distinctly sexy, and she couldn't take her eyes off him.