Wen Sining stood on a high place, looking down haughtily at the tiny and enraged Wen Minhao below.
Being kicked out was just the first step. There were still big surprises waiting for him.
Ignoring the furious Wen Minhao, Wen Sining turned around and entered the room. She closed the glass door, and then the room door in front of her was pushed open from the outside.
Lu Luochen walked in from outside, exuding an icy aura. He stood in front of Wen Sining with a lofty posture.
Was he seeking gratitude?
As soon as this thought popped up, Wen Sining immediately began to brew words in her mind.
"Thank you for tonight..."
"What's your relationship with Wen Minhao exactly?"
Lu Luochen's sudden interrogation left Wen Sining stunned on the spot. Her open mouth remained agape in shock.
Did he suspect that she had become his secret lover?
Her self - esteem seemed to be trampled underfoot. The smile on Wen Sining's face vanished in an instant. She stared back at him coldly.
"We're cousins. Do you think we're husband and wife?" Wen Sining blinked her big, lively eyes and retorted.
She had thought he was kind - hearted. It turned out he was waiting for this. What? Did he want to catch her and Wen Minhao's handle so that she could make way for his white moonlight?
Wen Sining now thought some of her ideas were really funny. She had been thinking about how to help their love and actively tried to help them get together. But he, on the contrary, wished her reputation would be ruined so that he could make room for Yun Chutong.
"Do you think we're in that kind of relationship?" Seeing that Lu Luochen didn't say a word, Wen Sining quickly covered her mouth, feigning surprise.
Having his thoughts exposed like this, Lu Luochen embarrassedly shifted his gaze away from Wen Sining. He awkwardly walked past her and entered the bathroom on the left.
As the door closed, Wen Sining turned around triumphantly and looked at the door with its reflective surface.
Humph, trying to compete with her.
Wen Sining leisurely walked to the bedside. She took out her phone from her pocket, and there was a message from Qiao Xi on it.
Oh no!
As soon as Wen Minhao appeared, all she could think about was teasing him. She had actually forgotten about Qiao Xi who needed help.
She glanced back at the bathroom. The sound of water was trickling out from the crack of the door.
Wen Sining clutched her phone and walked onto the balcony. She tiptoed to close the glass door and huddled in the corner, blending her body into the darkness.
It took a long time for the call to be answered. After the busy tone, there were intermittent voices on the other end of the receiver.
Wen Sining checked the note on the screen again. She covered her other ear and pressed the phone tightly against her ear. "Qiao Xi?"
The voice on the other side suddenly became quieter, and then suddenly became louder. The ear - piercing sound uncontrollably came out of the receiver. Worried that Lu Luochen in the room would hear it, Wen Sining had to hang up the phone.
Unable to contact Qiao Xi, she was in a state of unease. She returned to the bedroom, clutching the bedsheet under her and trying to control her urge to go out.
In Chaoyang District, Qiao Xi's hair was in a mess. With a panicked look on her face, she pulled a man's arm and walked out of the crowd. Avoiding the gathered people, she led him to the fountain in the middle of the square.
"Are you okay?" Qiao Xi looked down at the man who was in a worse state than her.
The buttons on the front of his suit jacket had been torn off during the struggle just now, revealing his white shirt with unknown finger marks on it. Following the man's gaze, Qiao Xi embarrassedly put her hand into her pocket.
She only found her wallet in the two pockets. She looked around and then at the place where they left. Judging from his outfit, his clothes should be very expensive!
There was the square behind her. Qiao Xi took out her empty wallet. "Your clothes are damaged. I'll compensate you."
Feng Jingcheng checked the damaged parts and looked up at Qiao Xi. "It's okay. How about you? Are you okay?"
Qiao Xi was still thinking about the price of the clothes. Her wandering thoughts were abruptly pulled back. She shook her head absent - mindedly. Thanks to him for helping her out in time, otherwise, she would surely have been devoured by those people.
Feng Jingcheng stood up from the stone steps. His tall figure instantly blocked Qiao Xi's sight.
Her breathing became hot, and then Qiao Xi's face turned as red as a boiled egg, blushing beneath her fair skin. She nervously grabbed the hem of her clothes in front of her chest and tugged at the buttons with a heavy heart.
Sensing the sudden shadow of an arm on her cheek, Qiao Xi suddenly jerked her head back.
Moving too fast, Feng Jingcheng's arm awkwardly hung in mid - air. Meeting Qiao Xi's flustered face, he quickly retracted his hand to his side. "There was something in your hair. I just wanted to take it off."
Hair?
Qiao Xi glanced up and saw Feng Jingcheng's hand gently land on the bangs in front of her forehead.
The thin piece of paper was taken off. Feng Jingcheng opened his palm and showed it in front of Qiao Xi.
Looking at the piece of paper smaller than a fingernail, Qiao Xi showed an uncomfortable smile.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Feng Jingcheng looked around and then said, "It's getting late. I'll take you home."
The bright moon hung high in the sky. The surrounding crowd had dispersed at some point, leaving only a few scattered people.
"No, I'll take a taxi home." Qiao Xi politely declined.
It was their second meeting tonight. Although he had helped her out of trouble, to Qiao Xi, this unfamiliar man was also a potential danger.
Feng Jingcheng sensed her concern. After thinking for a while, he walked silently to the roadside. Standing on the edge of the road, he leaned over and waved his arm in the air. Every time a car passed by, his arm would swing up and down.
"It seems I really misunderstood him," Qiao Xi murmured, looking at Feng Jingcheng's waving hand.
After carefully helping Qiao Xi into the car, he walked to the front and said to the driver, "Please take her home safely."
Just telling the driver didn't make him feel at ease. He took out his business card from the inner pocket of his suit, opened the back - seat door again, and said, "Call me when you get home."
Staring blankly at the business card, Qiao Xi looked back at Feng Jingcheng who was standing by the roadside watching her leave. Her heart skipped a couple of beats. She raised her hand and placed the business card on her chest.
"Miss, where are we going?" the driver asked.
"Garden Community," Qiao Xi replied.
In front of the cross - road, the driver waited for the red light to turn green, then turned the car into another road. The ride was smooth all the way. The driver glanced at the absent - minded Qiao Xi in the back seat through the rear - view mirror. "Your boyfriend is really nice to you. He even took out his phone to take a picture of my license plate when he left."
"Cough, cough~" Qiao Xi was choked by her saliva. She quickly shook her head and defended, "He's not my boyfriend."
Her response also stunned the driver for a few seconds. "He will be soon. I've seen so many young couples on a daily basis, especially those in the ambiguous stage. Trust my judgment. He's very suitable to be a boyfriend."