Crossing the line

Chapter 4 Come and sit down

She raised her head and met Wen Yangzhi's gaze at the window. His eyes were as sharp as torches, dark and flickering.

Her heart trembled.

He noticed she was wearing the necklace.

What would he think if she wore it now? She was too anxious and rushed...

After saying hello to Zhao Qin, Yun Yuwan nervously followed Assistant Zheng upstairs.

After entering the inner room, Jiang Jianqing looked at the girl whom he had only met briefly a few times.

I mourn for her in my heart.

Such an important necklace was opened by her without permission.

Wen Yangzhi revealed nothing. He was wearing a slightly calm and sexy British-style 20s suit. His shirt collar was still a few buttons undone, and his Adam's apple was protruding.

He looks more dignified and mature in this calm outfit.

Yun Yuwan just felt that it was more attractive than yesterday.

Wen Yangzhi raised his eyes.

She wore that ostentatious necklace, and the white dress, the purest color, also made her look extremely flamboyant.

Especially this necklace helps the evil.

She came like a dove released in the green spring, bearing a green olive branch.

It was so stunningly beautiful that everyone saw it and the necklace could never be given away again.

Seeing Wen Yangzhi's eyes fall on the necklace, she was nervous and excited, and asked tentatively: "Does it look good?"

Assistant Zheng found it a little ridiculous.

Did she have the nerve to ask?

Jiang Jianqing has already started lighting candles for her.

But to their surprise, Wen Yangzhi did not lose his temper. Instead, he looked at her calmly, "Do you like this necklace so much?"

"Yeah." She responded shyly.

It felt like he was asking if I liked him.

Assistant Zheng thought that the boss would definitely be angry, because this was a gift for the lady that Director Wen liked.

Wen Yangzhi's mysterious gaze moved away from her neck, but he did not scold her:

"Don't come downstairs tonight, just stay here."

She was puzzled: "But Auntie said she wanted to introduce a new friend to me..."

"Stay." Wen Yangzhi's tone was straightforward and indifferent, leaving no room for refusal.

Assistant Zheng thought that was indeed the case.

Jiang Jianqing was afraid of bringing bad luck to himself, so he waved to Assistant Zheng. The two of them quietly left the room and closed the door, choosing not to watch the storm.

There were only two people left in the room. The atmosphere was gloomy, calm on the surface but turbulent inside.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes were dark: "Come and sit down."

Sit over here...

She glanced around and saw that they were the only two people there.

Yun Yuwan's face suddenly flushed. She looked at Wen Yangzhi, who was sitting with his long legs slightly apart.

She walked over somewhat embarrassedly, moved next to him, gently bent her knees, and sat on his thighs covered by black suit pants.

The weight on his legs sank, Wen Yangzhi raised his eyelids, turned his gaze slightly, and fixed on Yun Yuwan's face with deep eyes.

Yun Yuwan was sitting on one side, feeling a little unsteady. She put her hand on his chest and gently grasped the peaked lapel of his suit.

Wen Yangzhi didn't say anything, but Yun Yuwan's heart beat faster.

It was the first time she sat on Wen Yangzhi’s lap.

Looking at him so closely, you can even see each of his eyelashes, and the slight blue tint on his beard. Even after shaving, there is still a light residual color that can only be seen when you are very close. He looks refreshing, masculine, and neat in a charming way.

He is also a decisive and indifferent person, and is vigorous and efficient at work.

But to her at this moment, it was a man.

Yun Yuwan was shy and timid, and her hand that was holding his collar couldn't help but hold it a little tighter, as if she could catch Wen Yangzhi in this way.

She held back her gaze and looked at him. Wen Yangzhi reached out and pulled away her hand that was clutching his collar.

Yun Yuwan's hand was completely wrapped by a large, dry palm. His palm was warm, his fingers were long, and it was wrapped tightly.

Her heart was throbbing and sweet. As she looked into his eyes, she felt the joy overflowing her body like soft and fluffy feathers and penetrating into every pore.

Wen Yangzhi held her hand and pulled her hand down from his collar.

The moment he let go,

Yun Yuwan shyly and boldly took the initiative, opened her fingers, slipped them into his fingers, and interlocked theirs.

That's what he wanted.

Since she has to do it anyway, she might as well take the initiative and let him feel her intentions.

Why would Wen Yangzhi want to hold hands with her now?

She held my hand, fingers intertwined.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes grew darker, and it was hard to tell whether he was running out of patience with this inexplicable intimacy, or if he wanted to see through her.

She rubbed his dry palm and pressed against his hand, as if she had found a big tree to rely on, and pressed herself completely against him.

Yun Yuwan suddenly understood.

Was it him who saw that she was unsteady on her feet and took the initiative to hold her hand so that she could keep her balance?
Wen Yangzhi is really nice.

Wen Yangzhi surprisingly did not shake her off, but he did not shake her hand back either. Instead, he stood aside and stared at her calmly: "Yun Yuwan."

She heard him calling her name, his deep, sexy voice so close to her, as if he was calling right into her ear.

Yun Yuwan was as shy as a fox trying to wag its tail at a human: "Hmm?"

"I told you to sit over here, not up here." His voice was indifferent.

He half-raised his eyes, spoke in a cold voice, and his calm words were unruffled, making people feel that there was still water running deep.

Yun Yuwan, who was immersed in sweetness, was called back to her senses.

The atmosphere around suddenly became quiet.

He didn't say anything, just looked at her. His cold features gave off a strong sense of oppression, but also a strong sense of control as a man.

Pull her self-conceitedness back a little.

The noise from downstairs floated in from afar, like bubbles in champagne, very light and faint, but if you pay close attention, your presence cannot be ignored.

Yun Yuwan finally realized that

This is someone else's villa. Although the door is closed, it is still someone else's home after all. Even if Wen Yangzhi is in a hurry, the possibility of him asking her to sit on his lap is indeed low.

And he is such a serious person.

So Wen Yangzhi's original intention was actually to ask her to sit next to him?

Yun Yuwan was shocked that she had misunderstood.

What would Wen Yangzhi think? Did he think she was anxious?

It was rare that she felt a burning sense of ugliness in her ears. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into: "So you wanted me to sit next to you."

She let go of Wen Yangzhi's hand: "I'm overthinking. I'll go downstairs--"

Wen Yangzhi interrupted her: "Is it always like this in Europe?"

The lines of his thin lips were clear, like those drawn with a leaf-shaped liner. The clearer they were, the sexier they were. When he spoke, the arc of his lips was not large, but he seemed heartless.

Yun Yuwan hadn't reacted yet, so she stopped moving and asked in confusion, "What?"

He uttered a few words lightly: "Just sit on any man's lap."

Yun Yuwan's body seemed to be frozen.

She paused for a moment and said in astonishment: "Of course not."

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at their crossed legs, raised his long eyes indifferently and looked at her: "Are you sure?"

Yun Yuwan realized belatedly that he had misunderstood something and hurried to get down.

Wen Yangzhi, contrary to his usual behavior, reached out and suddenly clamped her waist, with a sense of punishment, wanting to see her panic and torment because of her mistake:

"Sit down."

The man's hard finger bones pressed against her coccyx, and the tip of his thumb pressed against her soft front abdomen, pushing her down and asking her to sit there.

(End of this chapter)