He heard his voice deep and magnetic, slowly saying, "You ask such questions now."
His firm knuckles held the cigarette, his presence carrying a detachment similar to that of mint cigarettes.
She stepped forward, nearly pressing into his embrace, and looking up, she pursued, "Then did you miss me?"
Wen Yangzhi did not step back but chuckled lightly and asked lightly, "Do you think I would miss you?"
His proud and expressive eyebrows made his eye sockets appear particularly deep, his eyes intensely passionate with an indelible, faint fire.
He was always hard to approach.
Her soft body almost leaned into his embrace, her closeness to his chest stirred desire.
She boldly said, "I think you often miss me."
With an ambiguous chuckle, Wen Yangzhi exhaled a cloud of smoke, lightly brushing her pale face, "Three years apart, under the circumstances, shouldn't there be an embrace?"
Wen Yangzhi really liked her, he wouldn't say if he missed her, but he would suggest wanting to hug her.
Wen Yangzhi never used to be like this, as if matters between men and women were none of his concern.
She had finally become the exception.
She couldn't help but smile, extending her arms and wrapping them tightly around his stiff and erect waist.
At this moment, without his coat, only in a shirt, Wen Yangzhi's warmth penetrated her body relentlessly.
The embrace of a man was broad and sturdy, giving a strong sense of security.
Wen Yangzhi's hand hung down, the red glow of the cigarette butt twirled between his fingers, slightly away from the close-fitting fishtail hem of her dress, maintaining a restrained distance.
Uncle Deng had been about to go upstairs to deliver a fruit plate to Wen Yangzhi.
He hadn't expected that upon turning a corner, he would see Young Master Wen, who should have been in the tea room, standing in the stairwell with Miss Yun, who had been fostered at the Wen Family for seven years.
Their posture was intimate, their silhouettes overlapping.
Miss Yun was intimately wrapping her arms fully around his waist, and he wasn't angry.
Young Master Wen always had a strong sense of order, and typically did not allow people to touch him indiscriminately.
Uncle Deng had never thought the two of them would have such a relationship.
Embracing in the deserted stairwell.
Thinking back to how Miss Yun had dressed exceptionally well today, somewhat overshadowing Miss Xu.
Apparently, she was afraid Young Master Wen would be taken away.
No wonder Young Master Wen was so cold towards Miss Xu, speaking only two sentences the whole time.
One "hello," and one "goodbye."
His heart belonged to someone else. He had no intention of matchmaking.
Last night, Miss Yun made a phone call to Young Master Wen's secretary's office just for a bottle of wine in the storage room. He hadn't expected Young Master Wen, who hadn't been home for two years, would actually come back.
Now he finally understood.
He wasn't there to open that door; he was there to meet someone.
Uncle Deng felt somewhat fearful and quietly retreated back downstairs, deciding to order a couple more river lanterns, even wishing he could immediately take Yun Yuwan to the Huangpu River to set them afloat.
Deadly.
And just as Yun Yuwan was curious about why he wasn't hugging her yet, Wen Yangzhi indeed stretched out his hand to wrap around her lower back.
Yun Yuwan felt his hand against her, the slight sliding of the kissing button acutely distinct.
She couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.
Pressed against his chest, their bodies overlapping in the most substantial way, his figure was tall and robust, like an immovable column, casting a shadow over her head.
A hint of ambiguous vetiver scent mixed with Purple Gown Wood, cold yet carrying the scent of male hormones.
She wanted to stay in his arms a little longer.
She didn't leave his embrace for a long time, the burnt cigarette ash falling to the ground.
"Yun Yuwan."
She looked up, her doe eyes cunning and bright, her curly long eyelashes making her eyes look enchanting yet carrying a childlike innocence, expectantly looking at him.
Suddenly calling her,
Next, wouldn't it be time to kiss?
His tone was indifferent, "Was Belgium fun?"
She naturally pouted, "Fun, but not without you."
Her eyes were too bright, giving him the illusion that she was being coquettish. He paused before saying, "No matter how fun, don't hook clients' legs next time, this isn't Europe."
Yun Yuwan was confused for a moment, then suddenly realized whose leg she had hooked was so thin.
She was shocked and stared at Wen Yangzhi for a long time without moving, as if she had turned to stone.
The leg she had hooked wasn't Wen Yangzhi's.
Her face suddenly turned bright red.
And the cigarette in Wen Yangzhi's hand had burned down to a stub.
He let go of her.
Yun Yuwan felt completely numb, her arms involuntarily sliding down.
Wen Yangzhi didn't say much more, stepping downstairs while Yun Yuwan still stood in place.
It took her a long time to realize what she had done.
God, Ms. Xu wouldn't think she was a pervert, would she!
Back in her room, Yun Yuwan, on the verge of tears, called Lin Chu to report the situation.
Lin Chu had a shocked expression on the video call for a long time: "You…"
Yun Yuwan knew she was foolish, having seduced the wrong person, and was utterly despondent:
"Scold me, now even seeing those high heels keeps me awake. Will Wen Yangzhi think I have some kind of fetish?"
"Fetish or not, I don't know, but I do know that Wen Yangzhi must have seen the whole thing. Damn it, I should call the police on you, how could someone mess up so badly when they were such a good hand, he even expressed that he liked you!"
Lin Chu was about to explode, having been in the romance game for so many years, she had never seen anyone so foolish.
"Where's your cleverness from abroad, why didn't you use it? Did you buy your first-class honors degree with money?"
Yun Yuwan was also distraught, she didn't understand why, always successful and liked by everyone, she became like this with Wen Yangzhi.
She stammered, "If, I mean if, you were Wen Yangzhi, what would your reaction be to this situation?"
Lin Chu was silent for a long time, finally speaking in frustration, "I would consider whether I still want to be with someone like you."
Yun Yuwan: "..."
Lin Chu: "After all, you seem to have fetishes, who knows if you would go on and hook some other woman's leg in front of me."
Yun Yuwan wanted to cry without tears.
If only she hadn't gone and done that.
She hung up the phone amid Lin Chu's scolding, and for once, despite her usual insomnia, she fell asleep amidst the embarrassment.
She dreamed that she and Wen Yangzhi were kissing in the stairwell, her leg hooked around him. Just as he was prying open her lips, she opened her eyes to find she had hooked Ms. Xu's leg.
She woke up with a start.
Her lips still felt the sensation, but it was clear that even in her dreams she was hooking Ms. Xu's leg.
After washing up, she dared not leave her room, afraid of seeing Wen Yangzhi.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock that she hesitantly stepped out of her room.
Just then, she encountered Wen Yangzhi's assistant and Uncle Deng talking under the spiral staircase.
The assistant was holding a velvet jewelry box: "Please put this in the jewelry room, this is for the director's lady companion at the dinner."
Yun Yuwan looked at the jewelry box.
Inside the opened square velvet jewelry box, a Colombian emerald necklace sparkled like lake water, clear and transparent like a fresh stream.
This dinner was very important, being the Wen Family's anniversary celebration, and Uncle Deng couldn't help but ask, "Which lady is the companion?"
The assistant was concise, "It should be a lady Mr. Wen fancies, no one specific, but looking at Mr. Wen's recent schedule, there's probably a clue."
Mr. Wen was Wen Yangzhi.
At home, he was called Young Master Wen, outside, he was the director of Wen Commercial Bank.