She couldn't help asking, "How come you didn't say anything when the Jiang Family's brother was around?"
He was taciturn, "Tomorrow I'll go for the transfer."
Wen Yangzhi stood up, a round, smooth, and flat object slid across his fingertips and he pressed it down on the table; the metal's luster, dim, remained there.
While she was still lost in shock, Wen Yangzhi had already left the villa.
Only then did she discover that it was her button on the table.
Yun Yuwan finally came to her senses, dashed out after him, and hugged him from behind, "Brother."
The scent from his body filled her nostrils, addictive-like, she was incredibly dependent on and longed to be closer, her eyes uncontrollably warming up:
"Brother, can we see each other often?"
Wen Yangzhi's voice remained indifferent, "You can see me anytime you like, you have my phone number, you have my address."
