Mo Siluo cast another haughty glance at Jiang Xiaoyu but did not respond, striding down the stairs. In the moment he brushed past Wen Wan, his gaze subtly shifted, lingering on her face for a second before moving away.
Watching the man's retreating figure, Wen Wan was slightly transfixed. His deep phoenix eyes carried an air of disdain for everyone; his tall figure and composed steps were accompanied by respectful calls of "President Mo" as he walked towards his car.
Jiang Xiaoyu was visibly agitated, her eyes bulging as if they were copper bells, looking as though she could devour someone.
Coming back to her senses, Wen Wan felt incredibly pleased and stuffed the money back into Jiang Xiaoyu's hand, the corners of her lips turning up as she said, "We're even now, here's your money back."
"You—" The woman seemed provoked, raising her hand to strike Wen Wan's cheek, but Wen Wan stopped it with her own hand, "Be mindful of your image in public. Be careful your senior Mo doesn't suddenly turn back."
Jiang Xiaoyu gnashed her teeth in fury.
Wen Wan shook off the woman's hand, then crouched down to pick up the remnants of her phone from the ground and shoved them into her bag. At that moment, a man suddenly appeared, pulling Jiang Xiaoyu inside, "What time do you think it is? Why are you just showing up now? Hurry up! Everyone's waiting for you!"
Wen Wan thought Mo Siluo had already left and was about to head to the library by car when the window of a black Bentley parked by the roadside rolled down, and the man's icy voice came from inside it, "Get in!"
Wen Wan looked over and was about to politely refuse when she was cut off by the man, "Get in!"
Wen Wan got into the car and reported the address. She truly could not fathom what the man was thinking. Was he interested in her or was it just... basic gentlemanly behavior?
The car was deathly quiet, and the man exuded a chill that made Wen Wan feel extremely uncomfortable. As soon as they reached the destination, she immediately opened the door and got out, eager to breathe some fresh air.
However, as soon as she entered the bookstore to return her book, she suddenly remembered that her book might have been left in the man's car!
Wen Wan ran out, but the man's car had already disappeared without a trace.
Wen Wan sighed and could only chalk it up to bad luck.
Back at her rental, Wen Wan happened to meet the model that Tiantian had found online. At the sight of her, the model seemed to pause momentarily.
After Tiantian introduced them to each other, Wen Wan nodded slightly to the other party and said with a polite smile, "Hello, you're even prettier in person than in the photos."
Tiantian had a good eye, she was sure of it. This Miss Yang was indeed very beautiful, roughly 1.7 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure, and importantly, a face that was entirely that of a celebrity.
"Sorry, my apologies," Yang Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and smiled, "I didn't hear clearly just now. What's the beauty's name?"
"Wen Wan." Wen Wan extended her slender hand to Yang Xiaoxiao.
Yang Xiaoxiao shook her hand, her expression dreamy, "Wen Wan?"
"Is something the matter?" Wen Wan asked with a touch of surprise.
Yang Xiaoxiao lightly shook her head, pursing her lips, "Miss Wen looks a lot like a friend of mine."
Wen Wan responded with a smile.
Because she hit it off with Wen Wan, Yang Xiaoxiao halved her fee on the spot and mentioned that she had connections at a courier company who could help out. Wen Wan was naturally overjoyed.
At night, Wen Wan sat at her desk drafting design sketches, but she found herself illustrating a portrait. The man in the drawing slightly tilted his head, his eyes deep with a trace of melancholy. Yes, melancholy! She always felt there was something about the man's aura that was captivating. Thinking about it now, it had to be the melancholy!
"Wanwan, where's the design I asked you to draw? Is it done?" Zhou Tiantian started rushing her.
Wen Wan frowned slightly, "It's still that one, take it or leave it."
Tiantian gave in, "Alright, alright, just give me that one, I need it quickly!"
Wen Wan glanced at Tiantian with disdain and started searching. After rummaging through her things over and over, she couldn't find it, "Where did it go? Tiantian, have you been messing with my stuff?"
Tiantian stammered, "I just sneaked a peek last night, and then I put it right back."
"Where did you put it?"
"In that red book on your desk." Tiantian bit her finger.
It took a moment for Wen Wan to react, then she screamed—
"What the heck? You scared me!" Tiantian hastily patted her chest.