Wang Yifang curled her lips in disdain and said, "What's the big deal? These days, which man at the top of the social pyramid only has one woman? Even if Liu Wentian is a bit of a philanderer, even Li Hongming has to be polite to him. That gangster boss was scared into kneeling by just a single sentence from him. He's definitely not ordinary. Plus, he's handso. Why can't I chase after him? Who knows, I might even climb to the top successfully. At the very least, I won't ever have to worry about food and clothing again. I won't have to suffer."
Wang Yifang spoke casually, her tone practical, but her eyes betrayed a hint of world-weariness—a woman with a story.
Sun Xiaoran was stunned, not expecting Wang Yifang to say such things. Seeing Wang Yifang as if she really intended to seduce Liu Wentian, an inexplicable tension gripped her heart, "Don't... Yifang, you... don't do anything rash!!"
"Hehe, looks like you still can't get over that womanizing carrot. In that case, I won't go after him. Xiaoran, it's up to you to catch this golden bachelor in the second half of your life, sister," Wang Yifang giggled.
"I..."
Sun Xiaoran was at a loss for words. Could she really let go? If she could have let go, why, after so many years apart, upon seeing him again, was her mind filled with his image?
In high school, when she was bullied, no one dared to stand up for her except him. His heroic figure, standing before her, was branded in her heart. How could she forget?
On that night, when Liu Wentian, brimming with nerve, climbed into her bed, the mix of tension and shyness, the way her body stiffened when he kissed her, as if her heart was filled with honey—how could she forget?
After leaving the hotel, Liu Wentian went to find Qin Keqing. Qin Keqing had just finished a board eting and had many matters to deal with, so Liu Wentian stayed in her office to keep her company, which moved her sowhat.
Of course, she seed to be easily moved only in Liu Wentian's presence.
When Liu Wentian witnessed a successful-looking middle-aged man nearly cry after being reprimanded by Qin Keqing, head bowed so low as if to the floor, Liu Wentian realized the domineering side of his Fairy Sister. No wonder she could manage several thousand people in Shenming City.
When she put on a stern face, the terrifying aura was truly no joke.
At night, in Liu Wentian's arms, Qin Keqing turned into a gentle and sultry wifely figure, making Liu Wentian wonder if what he saw at the company that day had been an illusion.
Perhaps because Liu Wentian had decided to return to Shenming City the next day, or perhaps because Qin Keqing felt a bit guilty for having Liu Wentian stay with her in the office, that night, Qin Keqing seed like a bewitching fairy—noble, cool, devastatingly beautiful, and also being aggressively seductive toward Liu Wentian.
Before returning to Shenming City, Liu Wentian made a phone call to Qin Qihuang. After all, they were friends, and he had to let her know that he would be leaving, which ant he could no longer pretend to be her boyfriend.
To his chagrin, Qin Qihuang had told her parents that Liu Wentian had found a good job in Shenming City, so he would not be visiting their ho for so ti.
As a result, Qin Qihuang's parents even called him to encourage him to work hard, saying that with his abilities, he could excel in anything. They were extrely optimistic about him, making Liu Wentian feel sowhat embarrassed by their praise and forcing him to respond with a laugh and brush it off.
After hanging up, Liu Wentian couldn't help but curse Qin Qihuang for being sly; with this little act, she would not have to worry about being rushed to go on blind dates or find a partner for a long while.
Qin Keqing booked Liu Wentian's flight ticket, and the next day at noon, she drove him to the airport. Outside the airport, she gave Liu Wentian a long kiss, turning all the n around them green with envy.
Dressed in a pure purple professional suit, Qin Keqing looked like the queen of the workplace—aristocratic, gorgeous, dignified, and alluring, unapproachably and unspeakably elevated.
Yet this queen-like woman was as dependent as a little bird, pressing her lovely face against Liu Wentian's chest and speaking tenderly, "When you're free, think of , just like I constantly think of you when I have nothing to do. And you'd better not kick out of your mind when you see that Sister Yueyue, Sister Yu, and others."
The n passing by the couple wished they could kick Liu Wentian away and choke him, just to take his place and answer, "I'll think of you as long as I live. I won't even glance at anyone else..."
Around 3 p.m., the plane landed in Shenming City.
The mont he stepped out of the airport, Liu Wentian felt an overwhelming sense of hocoming—a liberating and invigorating feeling.
With plenty of ti to spare, Liu Wentian decided to visit Feige Entertainnt to check on Bai Ruguo. He couldn't understand what was going on with the girl as she wouldn't even answer his calls anymore.
After thinking it over, he called Qing Enna to co pick him up. When Qing Enna received Liu Wentian's call, she was pleasantly surprised and said she'd co right over.
"Bro, you waiting for soone too?" While Liu Wentian stood waiting for Qing Enna, a handso young man approached him with a chummy smile and asked.
"Yes. Is there sothing you need?" Liu Wentian glanced at him and responded noncommittally. He didn't care for idle chatter with strangers but also wasn't one to be rude without cause.
Zhou Jieliang didn't actually have anything to do—he was just a talkative person who couldn't stay idle and was killing ti while waiting for soone, chatting with anyone available.
Of course, this chat had a purpose, albeit a vain one; he wanted to show off his model girlfriend to satisfy his vanity.
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