Those narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were now slightly narrowed, staring intently at him.
His eyes were unfathomable, like a wild beast that had been resting in the forest, but whose peace had been disturbed for no reason.
They could only approach their prey step by step, waiting for the right moment to skin and dismember it, swallowing it whole to vent their resentment.
Whether it was her imagination or not, when Li Tangyan looked into those eyes, she felt that the hand around his waist had become very hot, as if it were burning her through a layer of fabric, making her tremble.
This time, the top button of Wen Zhaonian's shirt was not affected and remained firmly fastened on his clothes.
But looking at the tie she had torn askew and the wrinkles on Wen Zhaonian's clothes where he had grabbed his arm, she felt a sense of guilt, as if a bully had forcibly taken a respectable man.
Thinking of this, Li Tangyan blushed and her breathing became rapid.
She quickly withdrew her hand and repeatedly apologized, but the hand that had been gripping his tie was now tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.
Until the fine sweat on her palms soaked the fabric in her hands, Li Tangyan didn't dare to look up again, just staring blankly at the long shadow cast on the carriage floor.
"This is the second time." Suddenly, Wen Zhaonian's voice came from above.
Such a seemingly random statement arouses curiosity.
Helpless, Li Tangyan could only look away and raise her head again.
Her eyes were clear yet slightly bewildered, like a lost fawn, exuding innocent obedience.
However, this understanding hadn't even existed in his mind for two seconds before Wen Zhaonian directly shattered it.
To him, Li Tangyan was more like a squirrel that never learns its lesson than a lost deer.
Its tail sweeps wildly, but it will inadvertently offer itself a peeled nut that it has secretly hidden away as a sign of mercy.
In short, he's both cowardly and obnoxious.
It occasionally stirs up a mischievous urge to tease him: "You seem to have a particular interest in taking off my clothes."
Wen Zhaonian's words were so ambiguous that Li Tangyan's face turned as red as if it were bleeding.
She watched as Wen Zhaonian's well-defined knuckles deftly moved his hands around his tie a few times, and soon, the disarray caused by the accident was replaced by elegance.
His fleeting glance seemed to conceal a hint of mockery, softening his usual aloofness and adding a touch of allure.
The gaze made her feel uncomfortable, like a fish on a chopping board, with no control whatsoever.
Suddenly, Li Tangyan had the illusion that she was the one being bullied by the bully.
And he's the kind of seemingly refined scoundrel who smokes a cigarette afterward.
Wen Zhaonian watched as Li Tangyan's face turned red, her usual sharp tongue gone, and all she could do was stare at him with her round eyes filled with a slightly resentful look.
A small smile involuntarily curved the corners of his mouth.
At the same time, the bus pulled into the station again. Wen Zhaonian glanced at the outside of the bus door, then quickly looked away and took a long stride to get off.
Behind her, Li Tangyan followed curiously: "Hey, we're not there yet, where are you going?"
The car door opened, and the crowd surged forward again. It took Li Tangyan a lot of effort to get off the car with Wen Zhaonian.
As soon as her toes touched the ground, Wen Zhaonian's voice, mixed with the sound of the bus driving away into the distance, slowly reached her ears: "Take a taxi there, I'm afraid you'll molest me again."
Li Tangyan: "..."
Upon arrival at their destination, they were met by Shao Huan, the legal counsel for Zhou's Enterprise.
He had a handsome face and spoke eloquently; he seemed quite approachable.
During the conversation, Li Tangyan went out to answer a phone call. Although the call lasted less than fifteen minutes, when she returned, she found that the meeting had already ended.
Shao Huan had disappeared, while Wen Zhaonian stood in front of the French windows with his back to him.
Li Tangyan couldn't discern his expression at that moment, but she had a strange feeling about him.
Wen Zhaonian's body was as if covered with an invisible layer of frost and snow, which did not melt away even when the warm light shone on him from the outside.
He was unhappy.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, Li Tangyan's brows furrowed slightly.
She moved her lips, about to say something, when Wen Zhaonian had already turned around.
He draped his suit jacket over his arm.
Wen Zhaonian walked slowly toward her, and soon his tall figure cast a shadow in front of her.
Wen Zhaonian's eyes were slightly cold, and his cuffs had been unbuttoned at some point, revealing a small section of his fair wrist.
It was obvious at a glance that this was an unusual occurrence that went against his usual habits.
The low pressure that Li Tangyan could vaguely sense from him further confirmed her earlier guess.
"Let's go." Wen Zhaonian opened his lips, his voice deep and resonant, like a muffled bell that had not been rung for a long time, sending shivers down one's spine.
She looked at Wen Zhaonian, the light from the chandelier overhead making her eyes feel dry.
Li Tangyan blinked, then raised her hand and grabbed the corner of Wen Zhaonian's clothes.
As the discomfort subsided, when she looked up again, Li Tangyan's eyes seemed to be misty with tears, and her lowered voice sounded even softer: "Wen Zhaonian, let's skip work."
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"I said, I'm going to corrupt you."
The moment Wen Zhaonian turned around, he saw her smiling face, like a spring breeze sweeping away all frost and snow...
On the wide field, apart from the dull thud of the ball hitting the ground when it landed, there were only the occasional exclamations of the players when a goal was scored.
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded, replaced by a vast expanse of azure, while the bright moon, round and radiant, was reflected on the lake not far away.
However, soon, a leaf fell, its thin body floating on the water's surface, scattering the reflections and creating ripples.
When Li Tangyan returned carrying two bags of things, it was just in time for the intermission.
As soon as Li Tangyan found a place to sit down, she looked up and saw Wen Zhaonian walking towards her.
The cumbersome tie had been removed and placed aside with the coat when they arrived, revealing a small section of collarbone below the unbuttoned top.
A drop of glistening sweat clung to her stray hairs, and as it fell, it slid down her fair neck into the shadows from which no one could see any further.
He rolled up all the sleeves of his shirt, revealing smooth lines in his forearms. His hands, gripping the ball, had distinct knuckles, and the veins beneath the taut muscles were thin yet powerful.
When she raised her narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes, her moist gaze seemed to hold a vast galaxy, filled with tender emotions.
Li Tangyan unconsciously bit her upper lip, suddenly forgetting her original intention in bringing him here.
However, in that brief moment of distraction, Wen Zhaonian had already walked up to her.
Under my gaze, I saw her hands supporting her back on the bench, her dangling feet swinging back and forth in the air, looking completely at ease.
His expression was somewhat blank, and although his gaze was fixed on himself, it gave the impression that his thoughts had wandered off somewhere else.
And on her slightly parted lips, perhaps because they were too soft, small teeth marks were left from her unconscious movement.
It makes one wonder whether pressing one's fingertip on it will erase the faint mark or leave a deeper crimson stain.
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