Sheng Yuan walked up the crystal staircase and saw Shi Yan sitting in the nearest booth.

He sat alone on a single sofa, his coat off, revealing a textured white shirt underneath, the hem of the shirt tucked into his strong waist.

On the coffee table in front of him was a glass of wine that was one-third empty. He had his head half-lowered, his black hair covering some of his eyes and eyebrows, and he fiddled with his phone silently and dialed a number.

The phone in Sheng Yuan's hand vibrated. She swiped across the red button and walked towards Shi Yan.

Seeing the phone being hung up, Shi Yan frowned slightly, looking inexplicably aggrieved.

At this time.

A hand touched his head.

Shi Yan was indeed a little drunk, and his body language became sluggish. He raised his eyes slowly, and there was a very light layer of red under his eyes. His gaze focused after he saw Sheng Yuan, and the habitually cold emotion in his dark eyes turned soft without any sense of connection.

It was almost a completely subconscious action. He stretched out his hands and leaned over to hug Sheng Yuan, burying his head in Sheng Yuan's waist, and smelled the unique fragrance of her body.

"I'm sorry, Sheng Yuan, I've been drinking." The man said in a low voice.

"This is not something that needs to be apologized for." Sheng Yuan touched Shi Yan's head and said, "Let's go home. Can we go by ourselves?"

"Can."

Shi Yan let go of Sheng Yuan and stood up. He was not drunk to that extent. He turned around to pick up the coat on the armrest, then lowered his eyes and looked at Sheng Yuan without moving.

Until Sheng Yuan took his other hand and led him out.

"Thank you very much."

Sheng Yuan was holding Shi Yan's hand and stopped when they passed Shen Wenyu.

Shen Wenyu recovered from the shock of seeing another side of Shi Yan that he had never seen before, and waved his hands hurriedly, thanking Sheng Yuan with some trepidation: "Mr. Sheng, you are too polite. Brother Yan is my brother."

"Just call me Sheng Yuan."

How could Shen Wenyu dare to do that? Whether it was from a personal or work relationship, he tried to test her: "Then, then I will call you sister-in-law."

Sheng Yuan did not shirk her responsibility.

After signaling to Shen Wenyu, she prepared to take Shi Yan downstairs.

Just at this moment.

All I heard was a crisp "click", like the sound of a lighter being lit.

"——Miss Sheng, are you leaving now? Why don't you stay for a while?"

A nonchalant male voice, familiar but not completely familiar, because compared to what I remembered, it sounded more mature.

Sheng Yuan looked in the direction of the sound.

There was no light on in the pitch-black booth area opposite. The orange-yellow flame of the lighter illuminated the man's face. He should have had a handsome face, but due to neglect, his hair had not been cut for a long time, and his beard was untidy, making him look haggard and decadent.

Sheng Yuan raised her eyebrows and commented mercilessly: "Fu Jie, as a boss, do you need to create such an unconventional image in order to sell the wine well?"

Hearing this, Fu Jie sneered, shook off the cigarette ash from his fingers, and with obvious disappointment in his eyes, he said self-deprecatingly: "...Anyway, no one cares about me anymore."

Among all the people Sheng Yuan knows, Fu Jie is the most conceited person, no doubt about it.

He loves to dress up even more than girls.

Clothes, pants, and sneakers should always be kept new and clean.

But since an incident three years ago, Fu Jie became depressed.

——He lost the girl who asked him to dye his hair back to black. The girl seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, and there was no news of her anymore.

Fu Jie also found Sheng Yuan and asked her to help him find someone.

You know, even after using all the channels of the Fu family, he still couldn't find the person. It is conceivable that the result of Fu Jie asking Sheng Yuan for help would not be satisfactory.

Sheng Yuan still remembers that Fu Jie flew to England to find her overnight. He looked extremely embarrassed, anxious, and incoherent.

"Yueya is in poor health. How could she take care of herself outside alone? But she just left me a note and disappeared. I looked for her in many places but couldn't find her. Now I really don't know where to look for her..."

Fu Jie even begged Sheng Yuan to let him raise Xiaoman.

"Yueya loves your wolf and takes good care of it. Please, can you leave it to me? Maybe one day Yueya will come back to me because she misses it. I promise that I will take good care of it."

Sheng Yuan did not doubt Fu Jie's words. She did not reject it directly, but she did not agree to it either. She only told Fu Jie: "It depends on Xiaoman's choice. If it chooses to go with you, you can keep it."

Perhaps it was because Fu Jie looked so pitiful at the time.

Xiaoman looked at Sheng Yuan with his animal eyes for a long time, licked Sheng Yuan's hand, and then put his paw on Fu Jie's hand.

This year is the third year that Fu Jie has raised Xiaoman, but he still hasn't waited for the person he wants to wait for.

Hearing Fu Jie's self-destructive words, Sheng Yuan said nothing, because pale comfort was the most useless thing.

Suddenly, she felt wet between her fingers.

Look down.

A sturdy gray wolf sat in front of Sheng Yuan, with its head raised and tongue sticking out, its tail almost shaking like a propeller.

Sheng Yuan immediately let go of Shi Yan and happily half-knelt down to rub the wolf's furry head and chin.

"Xiao Man, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Fu Jie led a mess of his life, but it was obvious that he took great care in raising Xiaoman. Xiaoman's fur was shiny, he had become stronger, and he was still as lively and active as ever.

Xiaoman was so excited that she threw herself into Sheng Yuan's arms.

This made Sheng Yuan laugh, and she went to hug Xiaoman back.

Beside him, Shi Yan looked down at his empty palm and was silent for several seconds. He pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Sheng Yuan, why don't you hug me?"

Sheng Yuan paused, remembering that Shi Yan was still drunk.

She stood up and tried to hold Shi Yan's hand again.

Shi Yan hugged Sheng Yuan directly. He was tall and easily held Sheng Yuan in his arms, but he lowered his head and his short black hair rubbed against Sheng Yuan's neck.

Judging from their postures, Shi Yan seems to be more dependent on Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan tilted her head back slightly, and only when she hugged Shi Yan's waist could she stand properly.

“…”

Fu Jie waved at Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, come here."

Xiaoman tiptoed to Fu Jie on all four paws. Fu Jie touched Xiaoman's head and said sarcastically, "Listen to my brother, we shouldn't play with people who are in love."

After saying that, Fu Jie paused, his eyes fell on the plain rings between Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan's fingers, he sneered, and changed his words with red eyes: "Let's not play with married people."

Xiaoman didn't understand what Fu Jie said and could only wag his tail.

Guan Sijia came up at this time.

She came with her best friend, who is also Shen Wenyu's girlfriend. She got the news that Shi Yan was here from Shen Wenyu and hurried over.

After stepping onto the last step, Guan Sijia froze in place.

She had never seen Shi Yan like this before.

In my impression, Shi Yan is always cold and apathetic, not interested in people, things or anything.

——But at this moment, Shi Yan in front of him, his whole body language clearly expressed his love, and he was asking for a hug from someone.

“…”

Sheng Yuan didn't notice Guan Sijia, and left with Shi Yan, passing by Guan Sijia and Shen Wenyu's girlfriend.

Guan Sijia followed their backs with a dull look in her eyes.

Shen Wenyu's girlfriend was also surprised. She whispered to Fu Jie on behalf of her bestie: "...Brother, who is she?"

Fu Jie put out his cigarette: "Is it hard to tell? She is the one Shi Yan has always liked."

Fu Jie glanced at the distraught Guan Sijia, snorted, and looked at his cousin: "I told you a long time ago to tell Guan Sijia not to spend her time on Shi Yan, it would be useless. Did you tell me? Are you satisfied now?"

Shen Wenyu's girlfriend felt so guilty that she didn't dare to look her cousin in the eye.

Guan Sijia clenched her fists and shouted at Fu Jie: "I just like Shi Yan! This is my own business! Is that not okay?!"

Fu Jie was not angry because of Guan Sijia's scolding, but told her calmly: "The person you saw just now is called Sheng Yuan. Do you know why Shen Wenyu was able to get to know Shi Yan through me? It was because Sheng Yuan was abroad at the time, and Shi Yan wanted to get news about her from me, so he came to me again and again."

"The second time you saw Shi Yan was at a shooting range. You thought he was a good shooter, and then you discovered he was also good at archery and racing, and you fell in love with him even more."

"But have you ever thought that the reason why Shi Yan plays these games is not because of his enthusiasm, but because all these things were taught to him by Sheng Yuan."

"Also, you initially wanted to get close to Shi Yan through the white cat that Shi Yan loved very much. That cat was also raised by Sheng Yuan."

That is to say.

Everything Guan Sijia likes is evidence that Shi Yan loves Sheng Yuan.

“…”

Guan Sijia's breathing stopped and she couldn't utter a word.

In fact, it was her self-esteem that was at work.

Guan Sijia had never understood why Shi Yan never responded to her and was so unresponsive. But just now, when she saw the person Shi Yan was hugging, she seemed to understand a little.

Putting aside all the premises and just looking at her as a blank stranger she had never met before, she had to admit that the beautiful young woman was stunning.

It's a feeling.

A feeling that you can attract people's attention just by standing there.

Shi Yan's heart and eyes were filled with her.

With such a person in my heart, how can I see anyone else?