The line flows down from the high brow bone to the thin lips.
Her lightly bitten red lips were released, and with each breath, Cen Ruan's supporting hand reached out.
However, before he could even touch that face, his hand, which was hanging in mid-air, was grabbed.
But in the blink of an eye, he had already let go.
Wen Zhaonian leaned back, and the sudden weight caused the wheels under the chair to creak as they scraped against the ground.
He rested his elbows on either side, his knuckles crossed, and his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally rubbed the small swirls on them.
Then, those light-colored lips moved.
A soft, sarcastic laugh escaped his throat: "Do you really think you can act with impunity just because of that little bit of family connection?"
"Cen Ruan, do you deserve it?"
As the last word faded, Cen Ruan's gaze met his.
His dark eyes seemed to hold the frost and snow of winter, instantly sending a chill down one's spine.
The coldness in Wen Zhaonian's eyes made Cen Ruan's expression freeze.
The next second, the hand that had been suspended in mid-air gently fell back onto the table.
With her fingertips slightly curled, she was already feeling a bit scared, but she hadn't had time to stop leaning forward.
As a result, Li Tangyan, who was chasing after Yuanxiao and accidentally wandered in, stumbled upon this ambiguous scene.
The two faced each other across the desk.
The short distance between them created a sense of separation, as if a dividing line had been drawn between them, keeping others out.
Upon seeing this, Li Tangyan's brows furrowed slightly.
At the same time, the sudden appearance of the person and the cat broke the tense atmosphere in the study.
Cen Ruan straightened up and took a step back, revealing the figure behind her as she turned to the side.
The glutinous rice ball had somehow gotten to its owner's feet, its round head brushing against his ankle without attracting his attention.
Wen Zhaonian lifted his eyelids and his gaze fell directly on Li Tangyan, who was standing by the door.
She put her hands behind her back, and when she noticed the gaze on her, she pursed her lips and turned her head away.
The soft hum that followed was like a needle falling into a quiet room.
It became the most conspicuous presence in the silent environment.
Li Tangyan didn't speak, but her subconscious actions betrayed her true emotions completely.
The crossed knuckles loosened, and the chair heel scraped against the ground with another brief, dull thud.
The person who was sitting stood up and patted Yuanxiao's head, which had lightly jumped onto the table.
Without shifting his gaze, the lingering coldness in Wen Zhaonian's eyes vanished the moment he took in the figure.
Cen Ruan witnessed the entire process of the two exchanging glances, and her newly done manicure somehow sank into her palm.
A feeling of resentment quietly filled my heart.
She wanted to say something to vent her resentment, but when she remembered the ruthlessness she had just seen in that person's eyes, all her words got stuck in her throat.
Thinking this, Cen Ruan turned her head and looked at Li Tangyan with a hint of hostility in her eyes.
However, the latter's attention does not seem to be on this.
Her gaze remained fixed on the window, and it was unclear what she was thinking.
Cen Ruan then withdrew her gaze somewhat indignantly.
At the same time, Wen Zhaonian had already walked around the table towards her.
However, before the person could stop beside him as he drew closer, his racing heartbeat paused for a moment as Wen Zhaonian brushed past him.
"I see that Miss Cen is not in the mood to discuss the case today, so I won't see you off."
Wen Zhaonian's words still carried a hint of coldness, and his clear intention to get rid of her made Cen Ruan's face turn pale.
Just as I was about to chase after him, I saw him suddenly stop and turn around to look at me.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes.
His slow, deliberate words carried an implicit warning: "I think next time Miss Cen needs to contact me, she should go to the law firm."
"After all... I don't really like people who come uninvited."
*
After Cen Ruan left, silence filled the air.
After a while, the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground startled the birds on the windowsill, who pecked at the windowsill before fluttering away.
Several sheets of manuscript paper, which had been lifted up, scattered and stopped at his feet.
But the culprit had already nimbly darted out of the study again, just as he had done at the beginning.
Li Tangyan picked up the manuscript paper in front of her. The moment she stood up, the injury on her knee aggravated her pain, causing her to gasp involuntarily.
She lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes falling to conceal the emotions in them: "If you're feeling better, then I'll be going now."
After saying that, Li Tangyan instinctively wanted to back away from the person who had somehow stopped in front of her.
However, it seemed as if the man was doing it on purpose; for every step the man took back, the man took a step forward.
They approached step by step until Li Tangyan's back bumped against the half-closed door.
Snap—
She heard a soft sound, and when she came to her senses, the door behind her had already closed completely as she leaned against it.
Li Tangyan was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what she had done, she looked up and met a pair of smiling eyes.
Wen Zhaonian raised an eyebrow, his slightly hoarse voice carrying a hint of ambiguity and unspoken meaning: "The door's locked, what do you want?"
The voice trailed off, deliberately lowered, and every word reached her ears the moment the person opened their mouth.
Before long, Li Tangyan felt her ear tips getting hot.
She turned slightly, intending to pull the doorknob to prove her innocence.
However, in her field of vision, another hand, which did not belong to her, had already placed on it.
The fingers are long and strong, and the thumb bends with them.
As you fasten the handle, the skin on the back of your hand tightens, making the metacarpal bones hidden beneath appear even more powerful and clear.
The long, broad shoulders and the shadow cast by that figure carried an imposing aura, as if it wanted to envelop Li Tangyan completely.
The two were so close that Li Tangyan could easily smell the scent emanating from Wen Zhaonian.
It has a light and pleasant scent, yet it's mixed with a slightly unfamiliar sweetness.
In an instant, Li Tangyan recalled the scene she had seen when she first came in.
The heartbeat that had been racing due to the sudden intimacy seemed to have been paused.
In an instant, the warmth spreading in his heart cooled down as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
She sniffed, a sudden sense of emptiness making Li Tangyan's voice sound muffled: "I don't want to do anything, I want to go home—"
Wen Zhaonian lowered his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
Under her gaze, Li Tangyan slightly opened her almond-shaped eyes and gave herself a reproachful look.
My nose is slightly red; I can't tell if it's from those sneezes.
The soft curve of her jawline tightened slightly as she pursed her lips.
As the last note faded, another soft hum drifted gently into his ears.
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