??Chapter 52: Chapter 41: Brother is Waiting for You (Part 2)
Chapter 52: Chapter 41: Brother is Waiting for You (Part 2)
“Don’t easily show a man a good face; many n only understand interactions as exchanges of benefits. Deep down, they don’t believe soone would offer kindness without a reason. What a girl thinks is just politeness, in a man’s eyes, may be seen as her having an interest in him.”
His saying such things was really unexpected for her.
She, of course, didn’t think her brother, so cold and restrained, would deliberately malign anyone—it was just the truth, but she couldn’t help wondering if he said those things because he didn’t want her to choose Yang Ni, didn’t want her to show Yang Ni a good face. Was he jealous?
The atmosphere around her was sowhat downcast, “Brother, are you the sa?”
But he stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering, his gaze steady upon her, as he asked in return, “To you, am I a man?”
To her, he was just her brother.
Yun Yuwan couldn’t bear to look at him and just quietly acknowledged the truth: “You’re my brother.”
Wen Yangzhi, hearing this, didn’t linger, took his leave straight away, and she didn’t dare to follow.
In fact, during those six years, the excruciating longing almost drove her to madness, which was no better than the tis she saw him. Passing by Wen Bank abroad, she would always wonder if he might co to Europe for an inspection, whether there was a possibility that he would appear from behind those doors the next second.
Regrettably, as for now, she was no longer sure if he liked her.
He had no reaction to her “I love you too.”
Perhaps sothing went wrong sowhere, and from the beginning to the end, it was all her wishful thinking, not once did Wen Yangzhi truly have his heart moved.
Lin Chu, after taking a shower, saw the little dog with drooping ears sitting on the bed in a daze.
As she applied hair conditioner, she asked, “What are you thinking about?”
Yun Yuwan suddenly snapped out of her reverie, surrounded by the hotel decor with only a row of ceiling lights on, and the white hotel bed sheets where she sat.
“Nothing, just daydreaming.”
Lin Chu evenly spread the hair conditioner while facing the mirror: “I have to say, Wen Yangzhi is quite inscrutable. Never mind the love letters, all those actions of yours to provoke him, if directed at soone who doesn’t like you, would have been annoying to death by now. But he’s different, he doesn’t resist, yet when you show love, he neither likes it nor responds.”
Yun Yuwan just tugged at the corner of her lips: “I might go back to Belgium.”
Lin Chu, applying hand cream, walked over: “Co on, co on, I need to get my beauty sleep, there’s a live broadcast I need to catch tomorrow.”
Yun Yuwan, frustrated during the day and driven away by Lin Chu, sat alone for a long ti in the restaurant that was open at night, ordered food but couldn’t eat, sitting still until the restaurant was about to close at three in the morning.
She aimlessly wandered the streets, not wanting to return.
Feeling hollow inside, she knew that even if she went back, Wen Yangzhi wouldn’t love her.
This wasn’t the first ti she had fled.
When she got ho, she found the lights on the first floor were still on.
Curious, she walked in, only to see the tall and straight silhouette of a man sitting on the couch, the light and shadow ambiguous.
The gentle sway of the water in the fish tank cast circular reflections over him.
The pricey Boesemani rainbowfish swam through the waters, its shadow flickering over his face.
The long and tranquil water light spread all the way to her feet.
It was as if it enveloped her and her brother in a private and ambiguous world together.
Wen Yangzhi, hearing the noise, glanced sideward in her direction, his serene eyes steadily on her, that emotion in the depths unfathomable; the warmth as thick as ink, although just a little less guarded than his usual indifferent gaze, conveyed completely different feelings.
It seed like in this mont, whatever she did, her brother wouldn’t get angry.
He simply said softly,
“Co here.”
Her mind thundered, sapped of strength, “Brother.”
She could hardly take a step; if she were to approach, she feared she would stumble, so she remained where she was.
Wen Yangzhi’s lips parted: “The floral art exhibition, how many more are there to hold?”
She stared at his nobly handso face, nearly srized: “There’s one more tentatively scheduled in the country.”
He sat in the shadows of the antique clock, his expression slightly unclear:
“Wen Bank has an art gallery, an old western-style building in Jing’an. You can hold as many events there as you like, I’ll have soone take care of the procedures tomorrow.”
She couldn’t believe it, so cautious in her inquiry, “You an I can use it as I please?”
His gaze calm, he looked at her: “I’m giving it to you.”
She stood there, her breathing filled with her heartbeat.
Brother was giving her an art gallery.
He wasn’t unresponsive.
She thought her brother didn’t like her, that he had no reaction to her “I love you too.”
But perhaps brother was just accustod to not showing his feelings in front of others, and in front of her, they finally poured out.
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