On an early sumr evening, a gentle breeze, carrying the lingering warmth of the day, blew with the last rays of the fading sunset.
Wan Donglin sat on a bench lining a tree-shaded path, his hand resting casually on the armrest beside him. A long stretch of the bench beside him was empty, yet Yan Xixi chose to stand opposite him, leaning against a large old banyan tree.
He stared at her, his expression inscrutable.
She avoided his gaze, cursing inwardly. Why has this guy tracked down again? He’s like a persistent ghost, truly. What on earth does he want from this ti? If he has sothing to say, why doesn’t he just say it quickly?
But he remained silent, rely staring fixedly at her. Yan Xixi, you’ve always been trying to find ways to get to , haven’t you? You always complain that you can’t even find a chance to see , so you can’t pull off your sches. Now, I’ve delivered myself to your doorstep. Let’s see what you’ll do.
A prank? A honey trap? Or will I end up crippled like Wang Xiaohao? The fates of Boss Yang, Liang Sheng, Wang Xiaohao, and others flash through my mind... I even casually survey the surroundings, checking for any possibility she might try to trick —no, this is a place I chose; she definitely won’t find an opportunity to act. What thods will she use against ?
He was intrigued, even looking forward to it—yet, he also felt a slight annoyance.
He saw her leaning against the large tree, her expression slightly uneasy, a hint of vigilance in her eyes—it was precisely this hint of vigilance that made him extrely annoyed! It’s always like this, as if I’m so kind of catastrophic beast.
Am I really that terrifying?
The golden-red sunset filtered down through the branches of the old banyan tree, casting a faint golden glow on her face, making her already fair and flawless complexion seem almost transparent.
He suddenly found it a bit hard to breathe, and his heart couldn’t help but speed up slightly—a very strange sensation, as if every ti he saw her, she always seed a little more beautiful than he rembered her from the last ti. He was inwardly alard. What kind of sorcery is this? Could this female swindler truly possess so demonic ability to bewitch all living beings?
He suddenly felt hot. It was sumr, and his collar seed too tight. His throat grew increasingly dry.
Several tis, he wanted to reach out and pull her fiercely into his arms, but he kept his hands firmly shoved in his pockets, closing his eyes with an air of utter nonchalance, terrified of betraying his feelings.
Yan Xixi, for so unknown reason, always felt uneasy whenever she t him. Perhaps she had grown accustod to him always looking for trouble whenever he showed up. This domineering guy, he never ans well.
But today, he just sat there so properly, remaining silent with his eyes closed for a long ti, which she found even more unsettling. What on earth is he playing at? Did he call here just to watch him sleep soundly by the roadside like a vagrant?
He kept his eyes closed. She thought he had fallen asleep, so she reached out and quietly waved her hand in front of his eyes. Seeing no reaction, she began to tiptoe away. Just as she took her first step, he spoke.
"I heard Wang Xiaohao almost beca a cripple..."
She froze, then imdiately retorted, "How did you find out so quickly?"
Nonsense, didn’t you tell yourself? Wan Donglin chuckled inwardly but only responded casually, "News travels fast in our circle. Wang Xiaohao was kicked and injured by his wife, but his life isn’t in danger. This afternoon, their two families have temporarily reached a settlent..."
She suddenly grew wary. Even if Wang Xiaohao’s injury wasn’t a secret, how did Wan Donglin know it had anything to do with her? To put it simply, apart from Huang Xiaojue, no one else should know about this incident, not even Wang Xiaohao himself would be very clear about it.
"Mr. Wan, what are you implying by saying that? What does Wang Xiaohao’s injury have to do with ?"
He still said nonchalantly, "Are you really sure it has nothing to do with you?"
She almost shouted, her face deathly pale, "Hey, what do you an by that? Who told you I did it?"
Of course, it was you yourself! I didn’t even want to listen; I even deactivated that dedicated number because of it. But you just had to take it upon yourself to top it up and reactivate it for , insisting on pouring out your heart to non-stop—you little rascal!
Her horrified expression almost made him want to double over in laughter, but he maintained his composed deanor. "Is it that hard to guess? Wang Xiaohao called several tis asking for your whereabouts. And then, coincidentally, when you were present, his wife beat him up? Yan Xixi, if you say you didn’t pull any strings, who would believe you?"
"..."
"Besides, Zhou Ting went too, didn’t she? It would be difficult for not to know this news. However, rest assured, they definitely won’t link it to you. I had only guessed before that it was related to you; I didn’t expect you to admit it with just a casual question."
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