Dan Hanjie’s body jolted, and he sharply lowered his head to look at her, to assure himself it wasn’t his imagination. A smile erged in his eyes, and he swiftly kissed her brows and eyes.
"Cat, I love you."
...
He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep since she left.
Dan Hanjie slept very deeply this ti.
Once the effects of the alcohol had worn off, he slowly opened his eyes and, seeing the empty space beside him, squinted mischievously.
Turning over and sitting up, he glanced around.
The spacious bedroom was left with only the cold air, as if the passion from before had never happened.
Eerily quiet.
Dan Hanjie’s face darkened in an instant, as if sensing the approaching storm, ready to destroy everything in front of him.
"Knock knock—"
A respectful knocking sound ca.
The next second, Yao pushed the door and entered, approaching Dan Hanjie, "Mr. Jie, the young mistress has already returned to the Ye Family."
"You don’t need to tell , I already knew."
Dan Hanjie gave him a sideways glance and threw off the covers, heading straight into the bathroom.
Through the mirror, he saw the bite marks on his chest, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
Long fingers traced over the bite mark, automatically replaying Qin Youxuan’s responses to him in his mind.
His brooding mood disappeared instantly.
No matter; if she ran, he could chase.
There was no woman that Dan Hanjie couldn’t pursue and win.
After a shower, Dan Hanjie stepped out of the bathroom at a leisurely pace, tidying himself up neatly, showing no signs of his prior dishevelnt.
Standing in front of the dressing mirror, he scanned himself, about to fasten his cufflinks when his fingers suddenly paused.
Turning his head, he looked at Yao, "Do I look too spirited like this?"
"Uh..."
Yao was taken aback and after a few seconds managed to respond.
Hastily nodding his head.
"Yes, a bit too spirited. Mr. Jie, you’ve just gotten a blow, dressing too neatly doesn’t quite match your mood."
"That’s true."
Dan Hanjie’s eyes flickered, and he left the cufflinks unfastened, even reaching to skew his tie.
Raising his hand, he tousled his neatly arranged hair, adding a touch of disarray.
Only then did he look at Yao with satisfaction, "How does this look now?"
"The young mistress, upon seeing you, will definitely feel heartache," Yao remarked sharply, respectfully bowing.
"Did she suspect anything when you went to the company to find her today?" Dan Hanjie suddenly asked, parting his lips as sothing ca to mind.
Turning, he walked to the sofa, poured himself a glass of red wine, and swirled it in his hand several tis before taking a delicate sip.
He slightly narrowed his eyes in mischief as he savored the taste.
"Dan Yi’s move to initiate a board eting to oust Mr. Jie had already caused quite a stir. Even if I hadn’t gone to the young mistress, she would have learned of it sooner or later. I could tell that the young mistress still cares deeply about Mr. Jie—her face turned pale imdiately upon hearing Mr. Jie was in trouble, she didn’t say a word and just rushed out of the office," Yao reported.
"..."
The hand holding the wine glass paused, and Dan Hanjie lifted his head in pleasure, "Was she that anxious?"
"Not just anxious, more like panicked, as if the sky had fallen," Yao replied thodically, choosing words he knew Dan Hanjie wanted to hear.
Hearing this, Dan Hanjie’s lips curled into a smile, a glint of joy in his eyes.
He downed the red wine in one gulp, placing the empty glass on the table with a hint of arrogance, "At least she has a conscience."
"Leave the matters of the next few days to you. Unless it’s sothing important, don’t co looking for ."
Dan Hanjie grabbed his suit jacket and strode out.
He was off to chase his wife, and while at it, to bring back his son.
Yao opened his mouth, but a sharp glance from Dan Hanjie silenced him, swallowing back his words.
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