Wen Yao went to the bathroom and always felt an inexplicable sticky feeling on her arms.

If it weren't for the so-called Uncle Gu knew her mother and embarrassing Jiang Shuliu and Wen Xuemin on the spot without taking their face into consideration, she wouldn't have any involvement with Gu Xun.

Jiang Shuliu still wanted her to marry Gu Xun, which was a dream.

She stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

When leaving, I walked through the corridor and near the open-air balcony, I saw two intimate figures casting on the ground.

She paused suddenly, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly heard a soft female voice, with a lingering feeling.

"…I called you several times before, but you didn't answer, and I was still worried about you."

"Busy, not paying attention."

The man's voice sounded a bit perfunctory.

His gaze drifted slightly and suddenly swept to the reflection beside him.

He looked at it for two seconds.

The woman obviously understood, and after two seconds of silence, she spoke again, with a slight grievance and sadness mixed in her words.

"If you think I've disturbed you, you can tell me that I won't disturb you..."

The woman's voice sounds particularly familiar. Even if it is deliberately soft and soft, Wen Yao can tell it without thinking too much.

And the male voice didn't have to listen to it specifically. From the tone of the two of them, you can tell who and who was.

Wen Yumian and Yan Sui.

Wen Yao didn't have the interest to listen, and it was not only possible to enter the banquet hall from here. There was also a long corridor next to it, which was connected together, but had to take a little bit of a road.

But then she thought of Jiang Shuliu's calculations. She was disgusted by Gu Xun, so she stood there leisurely, and even sounded happily in the corner of the wall with the mood of watching the show.

"Then are you free tomorrow? I want to treat you to a meal."

"No."

"What about the day after tomorrow?"

“No, either.”

“…If you have time, remember to tell me, I want to go with you—”

"Ms. Wen isn't busy with her studies?"

The man suddenly said lightly and interrupted her.

Wen Yumian was stunned, her face suddenly turned red. She looked up at the handsome man in front of her.

The following words seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she slowly climbed onto her face.

She opened her mouth and stammered: "It's not very busy either..."

Yan Suike said politely: "I heard that Miss Wen is still in a busy graduation period, and I think it's inconvenient to disturb me. Let's talk about the meal later."

Wen Yao couldn't help laughing when she heard it behind her, but she didn't laugh out loud.

She felt that Yan Sui's ability to make a big move was simply perfect.

No matter how Wen Yumian wastes verbal care or invitations, he can remain indifferent, or even ruthless and cold.

Wen Yumian is like a little flower in a greenhouse, and Yan Sui is like a storm outdoors. How could she withstand it?

Wen Yao thought too deeply indifferently. When she came to her senses, she heard Yan Sui say that he had something to do and should take the lead.

Wen Yumian will naturally not stop him from speaking.

He softly said: "Okay, please contact me if you have time."

A man's calm footsteps sounded, and Wen Yao subconsciously walked back, and his panicked back looked like he was running away in panic.

Yan Sui lowered his eyes and glanced at the ground, and the slim figure had long disappeared.

Wen Yao lowered her head and walked in a hurry, thinking about running, not paying attention to the road conditions ahead.

His forehead suddenly hit a thick "wall" with temperature, and a thick shadow suddenly cast in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She pressed her hands against her head and rubbed it.

Looking up, the movement suddenly stiffened in the air, my eyes suddenly widened, and my pupils quickly flashed with guilt and shock.

Yan Sui's dark and quiet eyes grabbed her for a moment, and his eyes met, not missing her panic.

Wen Yao was shocked and turned around and left without thinking.

One hand blocked her way.

He suddenly turned around and rushed into the man's chest unexpectedly.

Wen Yao's heart beats violently.

Then the man's words fell from his head indifferently.

"What are Miss Wen running?"

Yan Sui looked at the face in front of him, which was slightly furious because of guilt and nervousness.

It's not considered a question, it's just a fact calmly.

Wen Yao's eyelids twitched.

Try to get yourself out of his arms.

His wrist was easily confined to his palm, and he did not give her a chance to break free.

She smiled, "Why can't I understand what Mr. Yan is talking about?"

Her mind was spinning quickly, guessing that he was probably coming from another path.

I originally thought I could escape, but I didn’t expect to meet again on a narrow road.

Yan Sui also smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Pretending to be stupid?"

She blinked, looking innocent, "Do I have it?"

Yan Sui calmed his expression. Even though he did not have any expression, his cold and sharp eyebrows still gave people a strong sense of oppression, especially staring at Wen Yao tightly.

It almost made her feel breathless.

"Don't you?" the topic came back.

He could not hear any emotional fluctuations in his words, and his voice was both slight and heavy, but he had an unspeakable strength.

Wen Yao was wearing high heels today, but when she stood in front of Yan Sui, she was still nearly half a head shorter than him.

She raised her face as big as a palm, met the lights in the corridor, trying to show her true feelings, sincerely and without being artificial, and holding a calm tone, "I really don't know what Mr. Yan means. It's so big here, I didn't expect to meet Mr. Yan, and I was surprised."

Yan Sui didn't go around so many times with her, and directly pointed out: "I thought Miss Wen would be even more surprised by eavesdropping on the corner."

Wen Yao pulled the corner of her mouth stiffly, looked at her hand that was still held by him, and knew that the matter was exposed, and the chance of her passing by Yan Sui was almost zero.

So he didn't insist and twitched his hand again.

This time, Yan Sui didn't stop her, so she easily took her hand back.

She subconsciously stroked her hand behind her ear, forgetting that she had already tied her hair up, and she felt empty when her hands were touched, which was a little embarrassed.

He followed the trend and touched his ears twice.

Then put down your hand.

Then he spoke righteously: "How can you call eavesdropping? I listen openly."

He looked unclear, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, as if he was very interested in her unreasonable arguments.

Wen Yao said: "I originally came out of the bathroom and went straight back to the banquet hall, but I didn't expect that Mr. Yan and my sister had such a good relationship. They didn't even have time to find a secret place. They talked at the corner where people came and went. I planned to wait until you finished speaking before going in, but suddenly I remembered that there was something else, so I left."

Yan Sui looked at her like this, and after her long explanation, she did not respond. In quietness, she seemed to be distinguishing the truth and falsehood of her words.

Half a moment later, he smiled faintly, "I have a good relationship with your sister?"

Wen Yao's face did not change, and she was a little malicious, "Isn't it?"

"Where did Miss Wen see it?"

Wen Yao smiled: "Of course I feel it, and there are many places I see. No matter what, I feel it is very real and profound."

"It seems that Miss Wen understands this very well."

Wen Yao pursed her lips slightly and opened her mouth again—

"Of course, Miss Wen is experienced and has a lot of experience and knows more naturally than ordinary people."

Wen Yao: “…”

"But Ms. Wen has gone to the ophthalmology department?"

“…”

Yan Sui held a plain and indifferent tone, "I have an acquaintance in the city center hospital. If Ms. Wen needs it, I can help you register and take a look for you for free."

“…”
To be continued...