Chapter 54
When Ping An just entered the company in the morning, he was extremely surprised when he learned that Wen Zhi had been transferred to Beijing.
It was Xiaoqiu who told her the news. Ping'an's first reaction was to call Wen Zhi, but Wen Zhi hung up the phone.
Before she had time to think about what was going on, she was told that someone at the front desk was looking for her.
Ping An walked over in confusion and saw a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old. The boy had long silver hair and a heavy metal guitar on his back. He looked quite handsome and somewhat similar to Wen Zhi. Ping An realized his identity.
"Are you Wen Xing?"
"Yeah." Unlike Wen Zhi's temper, Wen Xing's personality is much colder. "Can you break up with my brother?"
After taking a closer look at Ping An's appearance, he said, "If you can't bear to leave my brother, then break up with him and date me."
Ping An was deeply shocked by the other party's words. "No, no, I'm not interested in minors. First, tell me why I must break up with your brother."
"Our family originally lived in Beijing, and he had his own business there. He came to work at this small company in Shanghai because of you. He's already grown up, and my mom urged him to come back for a long time, but he refused. Now he finally has the chance to return to Beijing, but he refuses. My mom is almost mad at me. She insisted on coming to Shanghai to see you, so I came here to tell you in advance to break up with my brother! My mom and my cousin are not to be trifled with!"
At this point, the boy added, "By the way, I'm not a minor. I turned eighteen yesterday!"
Ping'an's face turned slightly pale. Just hearing the words "I'll see you for a while" was enough to scare Ping'an to death.
I didn't expect that Wen Zhi is such a gentle person, but his mother has such a strong personality. She just wants to have a relationship as a spice of life, but she doesn't want to risk her life at all.
"I will explain this to your brother. Thank you for telling me this."
Wen Xing snorted lightly: "Alright, I don't want to say anything more, just take care of yourself."
Ping An returned to his workstation in a daze. After a while of being stunned, he called Wen Zhi again.
As expected, Wen Zhi still didn't answer.
Helpless, Ping An had to send a message to Wen Zhi, asking him to call him back as soon as possible.
Just when he was feeling upset, Ping An suddenly looked towards Cheng Xiangheng's office for no apparent reason.
What horrified her was that Cheng Xiangheng was looking at her through the blinds. Only one of his dark eyes was visible, and his expression was obscure when he looked at her, as if some strange creature had seen its favorite prey.
Ready to make a move, rubbing one's hands in anticipation.
Ping'an was so frightened that her hands were shaking badly, and she even forgot her usual tactics of kneeling and flattering her boss. She lowered her head as if to escape, feeling inexplicably panicked.
Why is he looking at her? And with that look, what a psychopath!
Ping An waited until the end of the day, feeling upset, and rushed to the subway without looking back. She hadn't eaten much at noon today, and was already starving to the point of stomach aches. However, the look Cheng Xiangheng had given her earlier in the day had left such a deep shadow on her that Ping An just wanted to return to her little nest and lick her fur.
Ping An walked to the stairs on the fourth floor and turned a corner, only to see Cheng Xiangheng standing lazily at her door.
He was wearing a formal suit and standing in this dim old tube building on the fourth floor, looking like a noble model.
Cheng Xiangheng smiled at Ping An, and his beautiful and sharp features instantly softened without any aggressiveness.
Ping'an's heart was pounding. She wasn't bewitched by his beauty, but she was frightened. She felt that Cheng Xiangheng was everywhere and could penetrate every pore.
"Leader—why are you here?"
Cheng Xiangheng felt a little aggrieved: "You won't let me come in and sit for a while, sister?"
Ping An had no reason to refuse him, so he had to open the door.
Her house is not very tidy, but because there are not many things in it, it does not look messy.
Cheng Xiangheng slowly walked into Ping'an's nest and looked at her private area.
The room was filled with a unique smell of peace. No matter how many times he had been here, Cheng Xiangheng still felt at ease.
Where there is peace, there is home.
Cheng Xiangheng took off his suit jacket, casually placed it on the sofa, and then folded up the shirt on his forearms bit by bit.
He is very fair-skinned, with a muscular body type that shows off his muscles even when he takes off his clothes. The veins on his forearms are quite obvious, and when he does these movements, there is an inexplicable erotic aura about him.
Ping An, don't come over here, go pour some water for Cheng Xiangheng.
Cheng Xiangheng sat down and leaned back on the sofa: "Sister, I'm so glad that you accepted me."
Ping An laughed dryly. In fact, she didn't want to let him in at all.
The room fell silent, and the gentle smile on Cheng Xiangheng's lips slowly disappeared. He approached her and said, "Sister, have you missed me all these years?"
Ping An bit her lip. She felt that Cheng Xiangheng's tone was always strange when he called her sister. "You rarely called me sister before."
Cheng Xiangheng stared at Ping An's bitten red lips, his Adam's apple moving slightly: "That was because I was young and naive. Sister, you won't blame me, right?"
Ping An shook his head.
"Then I won't call you sister. Can I call you An An like before?" Cheng Xiangheng's face slowly moved closer to Ping An.
Ping An leaned back in a panic: "Of course, if you want."
This sentence touched Cheng Xiangheng, and his eyes quickly gathered with grievance: "Of course I do, An An, you have no idea how much I have missed you in these eight years, one month, and three days. Back then, I couldn't see you, and I couldn't even dream of you. My father often beat and scolded me. There was a time when there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on my body. If it weren't for thinking of you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make it."
Ping An listened and felt that Cheng Xiangheng was indeed pitiful. He was beaten by his father every day and had to work hard to enrich himself to take over the company. It was really not easy for him these years.
But she didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only watch Cheng Xiangheng calm down on his own.
Cheng Xiangheng quickly wiped away his tears, his eyes sparkling: "So let me live with you, An An, I really can't live alone, it's too terrible..."
Ping An pursed his lips: "But, you have grown up, you are not the child you used to be, and I already have a boyfriend."
Cheng Xiangheng's face twisted, but he quickly adjusted himself: "Really? Who is it?"
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