Chapter 224 So you really want to distance yourself from me?
Unlike any other time, Wei Chizheng's kiss was terrifyingly passionate, an undeniable force that left no room for refusal. With a single, forceful movement, he easily placed her on the desk.
With a casual wave of his hand, he created a gust of wind, knocking over a glass on the corner of the table. The glass shattered on the floor with a crisp sound, but it didn't distract him in the slightest.
Their backs were ramrod straight, like a beast poised to pounce. The light and shadow of the two men gradually merged into one with the amplitude of their movements, filling the entire office with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Suddenly, Wei Chizheng let out a muffled groan; the pain temporarily brought him back to his senses.
He released her, and blood seeped from her red lips. Wei Chizheng licked it clean with the tip of his tongue, his possessive eyes still fixed on her.
The air seemed to freeze, with only his increasingly heavy breaths coming from his nostrils, carrying a muffled, suppressed sound, like distant rumbles of thunder.
After a few seconds, he slowly straightened up.
"Nanzhi, my heart aches too."
"The way you protect him is more painful than killing me."
"I am your husband."
"What do you take me for?"
Xie Nanzhi didn't say anything, just silently watched him.
In fact, it was precisely because they regarded Wei Chizheng as a closer person that they stood in front of Huang Yaozu.
After a long while, Wei Chizheng stared at her with eyes that seemed to hold even the deepest affection for a dog, and asked in a low voice, "Nanzhi, why aren't you saying anything?"
Xie Nanzhi walked to the door, opened the office door, and said in a low voice, like the plucking of a cello, "There's nothing to say. If you have nothing else to say, you can leave."
Wei Chizheng stood motionless, perfectly still in place.
So the two remained deadlocked, and Xie Nanzhi was truly at her wit's end with him. "Wei Chizheng, what exactly do you want?"
I want to make up with her.
Although it sounds shameless, this is exactly what Wei Chizheng is thinking.
A few seconds later, "Aren't you hungry? I'll take you to eat."
Wei Chizheng moved closer, looked at her lips which were red and swollen from being kissed, and reached out to touch them.
Before they even met, Xie Nanzhi dodged away, saying, "Do you think I still have the appetite to eat right now?"
He adopted a shameless attitude, as if he had nothing to lose, and said, "Since that's the case, then I'm not leaving. I'll stay by your side no matter what you do, Mr. Nan."
Xie Nanzhi knew Wei Chizheng all too well; he wasn't just talking, he was capable of doing it.
Xie Nanzhi frowned and asked impatiently, "You're leaving after you've eaten?"
Wei Chizheng nodded, "I'm afraid my wife will starve."
Xie Nanzhi was utterly speechless.
However, he was too lazy to argue, so he left the office first, and Wei Chizheng followed him.
Inside the elevator, Wei Chizheng moved a little closer, seemingly unintentionally. A faint scent of woody perfume wafted from him, and an ambiguous atmosphere quietly filled the small space.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and as they exited the elevator, his arm brushed against her shoulder as he whispered, "Wife, shall we go eat at your favorite restaurant again?"
She really did regain her memory; she even remembered her favorite restaurant.
Xie Nanzhi said, "Whatever."
Wei Chi's eyes narrowed into slits as he laughed.
He called her his wife, and she didn't object.
The restaurant Xie Nanzhi liked was not far from the company, less than a 20-minute drive away.
Because Wei Chizheng had asked Mu Lin to make a reservation in advance, they could eat directly without waiting.
When Xie Nanzhi had amnesia, she was in charge of ordering food; now it's Wei Chi's turn to pursue her.
He ordered all of Xie Nanzhi's favorite dishes and also ordered her her favorite freshly squeezed juice. After that, Wei Chizheng stared at her intently.
Xie Nanzhi felt extremely uncomfortable under that direct and blatant gaze. She was speechless. "Wei Chizheng, can you please stop looking at me like that?"
"good."
He readily agreed, and he actually did it.
He doesn't even blink; doesn't his eye get tired?
"Let's get down to business," Xie Nanzhi said, taking a sip of her juice. "Wei Chizheng, what are your plans to do about Pei Jingchuan?"
Xie Nanzhi hadn't wanted to tell him about his amnesia and revenge before, but now that he's regained his memory, given her understanding of Wei Chizheng, she wouldn't let Pei Jingchuan go.
He will take back everything that is rightfully his.
When this topic came up, Wei Chizheng's expression turned serious. "Tell me your previous thoughts."
Xie Nanzhi didn't need to hide anything from Wei Chizheng, so she told him her plan.
After she finished speaking, seeing Wei Chizheng remain silent, she continued, "Back then, I thought that with you gone, the Wei family held nothing for me. I planned to destroy the Wei Group, leaving Pei Jingchuan with nothing and forcing him to pay the price. But now that you're still alive, the Wei family is still yours. If you..."
"Let's stick to the original plan."
Xie Nanzhi was taken aback, and then heard Wei Chizheng explain, "The Wei family is their Wei family, not mine. If it's gone, it's gone. There's nothing to be sad about."
Wei Chizheng's gaze was fixed on him, and he leaned forward, saying, "Instead of letting my son inherit the family business, why don't my wife and I build our own business empire?"
He put them together again.
Little did he know, Xie Nanzhi had no plans for his future at all.
After pursing her lips for a while, Xie Nanzhi said again, "Wei Chizheng, I will give you the Nanzheng Group. You just need to give me the gallery."
Suddenly, Wei Chizheng's face darkened, and his originally gentle gaze suddenly fixed on Xie Nanzhi's face, his pupils shrinking into a cold, hard point, like a hawk locking onto its prey.
"You're going to give me the company?"
Xie Nanzhi nodded. "Nanzheng Group was founded with your money, so it should rightfully belong to you. Besides, I'm not interested in running a company. If it weren't for revenge, I would be focusing on painting and living a very comfortable life. To be honest, I'm really tired these past few years and want to relax."
Last night, Mu Lin and Wei Chi had a long argument.
I remember that it was the first year of founding Nanzheng Group. In order to secure a billion-dollar project, Xie Nanzhi spent a week entertaining clients and drank so much that she had a stomach hemorrhage.
I went to the north to discuss cooperation in winter and waited all night in the snow at minus 20 degrees Celsius. I had a high fever of over 40 degrees Celsius and almost died.
He was betrayed by a competitor, suffered a car accident, and broke four ribs.
Similar stories abound. Today, everyone envies her achievements, but no one has ever looked at the path she took, a path she paved with blood and tears, one step at a time.
Thinking about all this, Wei Chizheng felt a suffocating pain in his heart.
Wei Chizheng's face was grim, his eyes bloodshot. "Nanzhi, do you really want to sever all ties with me?"
Grief almost overwhelmed Wei Chizheng, and Xie Nanzhi felt a pang of sadness as she watched.
She fell silent.
Just then, a cell phone rang, breaking the atmosphere.
It's Wei Chizheng's cell phone.
He picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
He answered the phone, "Hello, is this Mr. Steven? This is the city center hospital. Your wife attempted suicide at home due to carbon monoxide poisoning and is currently being treated..."
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