Chapter 13, stumbling into a solid, broad embrace.
Wen Hanyun looked down and searched, and sure enough, the dress with her number tag was buried at the very bottom.
Upon closer inspection, a long slit was found on the back of the dress, running from the waistline to the hem, with the threads hanging haphazardly, making it impossible to wear out.
"Tsk." Wen Hanyun frowned and thought for a moment before heading towards the dormitory building.
The performance was about to begin, and she didn't stay to compete with them.
Go back and change into a new set now; there should still be time.
Unexpectedly, she had just run out of the auditorium...
"Bang!"
The moment the two collided, a breeze swept through the corridor, and Wen Hanyun's long, dark hair was thrown to one side by inertia, the strands swaying gently in the air.
She fell into a strong, broad embrace, the familiar cool fragrance filling her nostrils.
"Feel sorry......"
She seemed a little dazed from the impact, her right hand supporting her forehead, still panting uncontrollably, but she was the first to apologize.
She raised her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, her slightly messy bangs clinging to her forehead, yet still unable to conceal her clear and bright gaze.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at Wen Hanyun, whose face was slightly flushed, Yan Sheng's eyes flashed with amazement.
"Yan Sheng?"
"My dress has been slashed, I need to go back and change."
Wen Hanyun's tone was tinged with frustration; why did she always seem to run into him at such disheveled moments?
Yan Sheng's gaze swept over her chest, which rose and fell slightly as she ran too fast, and his brows furrowed slightly.
He didn't ask any more questions, took out his phone and sent a message, then looked at her and said, "Don't panic, wait a few minutes."
Not long after, the assistant rushed over with an elegant shopping bag and respectfully handed it to Yan Sheng, "Brother Sheng, Miss Wen."
"Open it and see if it fits." Yan Sheng handed her the gift box, his eyes gentle.
Wen Hanyun opened the gift box, inside was a champagne-colored off-shoulder dress. The fabric felt expensive to the touch and it was adorned with tiny pearls. It was exactly her size.
“This…” she hesitated.
"Go on stage and perform first, we'll talk about the rest after you're done." Yan Sheng saw through her concerns, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Wen Hanyun said softly, "Thank you, Yansheng."
She strode into the lounge and changed into her dress amidst the surprised gazes of everyone.
The champagne-colored dress seemed tailor-made for her, highlighting her beautiful shoulder and neck lines, her snow-white skin, and making her radiate a gentle yet dazzling glow.
"Now let's welcome Ms. Wen Hanyun with applause to perform a piano piece for us..."
As the curtain rose, the stage spotlight focused on her face, and the audience gasped in unison.
"Teacher Wen is so beautiful!!!"
Someone shouted first, and screams erupted from the stands.
Within the time it takes to play a piano piece, the audience is completely immersed in the sensory impact she delivers.
Yan Sheng, sitting in the audience, kept his eyes fixed on her.
Since that performance, she seemed to change every day, becoming more and more confident, more and more dazzling, and more and more deeply residing in his heart.
After the performance, Wen Hanyun found Yansheng at the exit route.
"Thank you so much! How much is this dress? I'll transfer the money to you."
Yan Sheng leaned against the wall, a smile playing on his lips. "No need to pay."
"That won't do, this dress looks like..."
It's very valuable.
“This dress suits you perfectly; you look beautiful in it,” Yan Sheng continued, picking up where she left off. “Since you’re so eager to repay this favor, how about…”
He squinted, leaned forward slightly, and moved closer to her.
Wen Hanyun's eyes widened instantly as she stared blankly at Yan Sheng getting closer and closer to her face, her heart beating faster and faster.
Is she starting to like him?
"Well, I treated you to dinner at the restaurant last time, so how about you treat me this time? Consider it payment for the dress."
Yan Sheng reached out and gently plucked a fallen leaf from her head, then quickly stepped back, restoring a polite distance, as if the ambiguous atmosphere just moments before was merely her illusion.
Wen Hanyun paused for a moment, then blushed and lowered her head. "Okay, then you choose the location. Let's do it this weekend. I'm free anytime."
Hearing Yansheng's phone ringing incessantly in his pocket, she saw him to the door and said, "Yansheng, you go ahead and do your work. I'm going back to change my clothes."
Yansheng nodded. "Okay, then take care of yourself."
After watching Wen Hanyun leave, he answered the phone.
"You've found out? It's her again?"
"Okay, bring her over now."
"......"
In the auditorium, in an unused storage room.
"What right do you have to arrest me! Don't you know that kidnapping is illegal! I'm going to sue you!"
Xie Xiaoyu screamed and struggled desperately, but in the end, she was thrown to the ground without mercy by the two bodyguards, like a dead dog.
Yan Sheng looked down at her, his body radiating a chilling aura.
“Stop acting, Miss Xie.” He sat cross-legged on the chair. “You’re the one who ripped her dress.”
He opened the video on his phone, and the surveillance footage clearly showed Xie Xiaoyu using a razor blade to destroy Wen Hanyun's dress when no one was around.
"And those repeated malicious comments about Wen Hanyun, weren't they all your doing?"
Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes, his tone as if he were talking to a disgusting insect, "You've been doing this behind the scenes. Aren't you afraid of being expelled from school?"
Xie Xiaoyu stopped pretending and glared fiercely at Yan Sheng, "What I do is none of your business!"
"Even if you release any negative information about me, my dad can handle it. Just like the last video, this little thing won't cause any trouble for my PR team."
"Heh, since you rely on your father so much, he must be very outstanding..."
Instead of getting angry, Yan Sheng smiled and raised his chin. The young man next to him immediately handed him a document.
He casually tossed a piece of paper in front of Xie Xiaoyu; it contained various money laundering records related to her father's company's involvement in shady dealings.
"Do you know the saying, 'The higher you stand, the harder you fall'?"
"Do you think your good father would be willing to sacrifice his entire life's work for you?"
Xie Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale: "What...what do I have to do for you to let me go!"
Yan Sheng tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his tone icy, "Let you go, so you can continue to harass her life?"
"......"
Meanwhile, Wen Hanyun was changing her clothes and preparing to go back to her dormitory to rest.
I had only taken two steps when I suddenly noticed something reflecting light on the side of the road.
"Isn't this Yansheng's tie clip? How did it end up here?"
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