Chapter 62: A Spark Sets Off

  Xin Fan told Liu Zhihe's plan to Da Zhu, and the more Luyu Creek listened, the angrier he became. When Chuan Chu shouted at Bai Huan and others for wanting to drug the girl, the cold intent in his eyes still made people shiver even though they were separated by a tea table. Wen Ze got up and sat down beside her. Knowing that since that night's encounter, Luyu Creek was extremely sensitive and thoroughly hated such things. He comforted her softly: "We know, don't worry, we won't let them succeed. People do, heaven watches. Those who are guilty will never be forgiven."

  Zuo Yuxi smiled wryly and shook his head, saying: "The ones who are truly guilty in this world have always lived a good life."

  It's conceivable that after experiencing such humiliation, not only could she not avenge herself, but she could only silently watch as the mastermind behind the scenes acted with impunity. With Zuo Yu Xi's personality, it's easy to imagine the resentment and anger in her heart. Wen Chen squatted down, grasping her hands and placing them on his thighs, which were surprisingly muscular, and through the thin pajamas, he could feel a faint warmth. "So some things... Heaven won't do what we want, some people heaven won't manage. We will! We have to leave some justice. Otherwise... I'd lose hope in this world at such a young age, wouldn't that be a sad thing?"

  Zuo Yu Xi gazed down at the young man's face, and suddenly felt that in just three months, Wen Cheng's body had shed much of its youthful awkwardness and immaturity. His every gesture was filled with a unique charm that only mature men possessed. His deep black eyes were warm and gentle like jade. His straight nose bridge gave off an air of heroism, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and his healthy skin tone made him seem full of vitality from head to toe. This was a boy with a warm smile. Yet also a man with a profound presence, Zuo Yu Xi leaned down. The coolness of his forehead touched Wen Cheng's forehead, and they remained still for a long time in this gentle contact.

  It wasn't until she was in front of Wen Qing that the icy and elegant first beauty of the Qingzhou official circle would reveal her softest side. It was precisely because of this that such unconditional trust seemed even more precious, worth cherishing for a lifetime.

  The familiar music of Xinwen Lianbo started, and the standard Mandarin voices of Luo Jing and Na Zhibin woke them up. Wen Qian leaned into her ear and whispered with a smile: "If you don't let me get up, I'll fall into your arms."

  Yu Yu's earlobe was tickled by his breath, and she tilted her neck to dodge while laughing: "Alright. If you're capable, try throwing one and see, I'm skilled in martial arts"

  Wen Cheng pressed his hands on her thighs, and was about to stand up. But unexpectedly, his words came true. His squatting legs suddenly went soft. His body involuntarily fell backwards. Yu Xi had already been made weak all over by Wen Cheng's gentle teasing, and she cried out in surprise, stretching out her hands to block him, but ended up being pressed heavily onto the sand.

  It seemed like a murder. The sound of the TV disappeared from their ears, and everything around them seemed to no longer exist. In the large room, the only thing that could be felt was the pounding heartbeat and each other's body temperature. Zuo Yu Xi lay on the sand, one leg stretched straight into the sand, the other bent and placed on the ground. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, her red lips half open, from the side of her face to the back of her ear was alluringly flushed. Wen Ze fell between her parted legs, his entire body pressed against hers, his hands barely holding up his head on either side, his chest and lower body stuck together, almost no gap could be seen, her delicate and curvaceous body soft and fragrant, through the thin clothes transmitted a thrilling sensation.

  Wen Chen didn't have any other thoughts, but this situation was really uncontrollable, and his lower body had a natural reaction. Zuo Yuxi felt the scorching hardness, the intense tactile sensation like a tidal wave crashing against the shore, and let out a faint moan from the depths of her throat. Her body slightly twisted, struggling to hold on to the last bit of clarity in her mind. She placed her slender hand on Wen Chen's chest and panted: "Don't..."

  Wen Chen bit her lip fiercely and flipped over, using all her might. She sat on the floor, panting heavily. Yu Xi calmed down a bit. She sat up straight and adjusted her slightly disheveled clothes. After sitting quietly for a moment, she saw Wen Chen's back facing her, not speaking or making a sound, and suddenly burst out laughing, lifting her delicate jade foot to lightly kick him once.

  "You little stinker! You're getting bolder and bolder. Next time... watch out, Lan!"

  When he heard this special name of Xu Yao, Wen Jie let out a low sigh and turned around to grab her ankle, smiling: "How are you? How are you?" His fingers tickled the sole of her foot, and Yu Xi couldn't help but giggle. Her feet occasionally kicked him a few times, both of them were masters at controlling their emotions, under deliberate management, the awkward atmosphere from earlier was instantly swept away.

  The sky had already darkened. Xiao Yu's little belly let out a growl. Wen Chen only then realized that time had truly flown by quickly, it seemed like they had only spent a short moment together, but in fact three hours had already passed.

  "It's too late, let's go out and find a place to eat."

  Zuo Yuxi suddenly became interested and exclaimed: "Why don't we go to the market to buy some vegetables and cook a meal? I haven't lit the stove for ages."

  The more Wen Ze knew about Zuo Yu Xi, the more he pitied her. It had been seven or eight months since Zuo Jing left. Even eating a simple home-cooked meal became an unattainable luxury for Zuo Yu Xi. Not wanting to dampen her spirits, Wen Ze snapped his fingers and said, "Du Du, let's go out!"

  Zuo Yu Xi jumped up like a little girl, and flew: changed into new clothes, tender yellow boiled grid long sleeve shirt, black boiled tight-fitting cow trousers, the fresh and elegant style made Wen Chen's eyes shine. At this time, Zuo Yu Xi looked very different from usual, without the legendary arrogance and coldness, as lovely and approachable as a neighbor girl, standing with Wen Chen, unexpectedly having a few points of matching feeling.

  They walked out of the building without driving, and the two walked side by side. Xi Yu Xi casually took Wen Qian's arm, occasionally bursting into giggles. As they passed the security gate, the two guards on duty looked at each other in shock, taking a while to come back to their senses. One of the guards said, "Is that the one from Unit 6?"

  "Should be, right?" Another one. The short security guard also didn't dare to confirm, "But isn't she the Iceberg Goddess?"

  "Iceberg also has a melting day!" Gao Baoan graduated from junior high school and once dreamed of being a male Sanmao. "She smiled like Lao Luo's boiled pig trotters, which made me infatuated from the inside out."

  The short security guard said with envy: "Brother, you're really cultured!"

  In the garden next to Diyuanyuan, there was a newly opened large supermarket. The two of them worked together, dividing tasks between themselves. Yuexi went to buy seasonings such as oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, while Wencheng bought vegetables and meat. They also made a bet with each other: whoever finished their task first would get to wash the dishes tonight.

  In his past life, Wencheng had spent many years drifting in the capital city alone. At first, he had partnered up with Tan Yu, but that guy got dizzy every time they went shopping. There was once when they were at Jialefu and Tan Yu couldn't find his way out even after buying groceries. The worms in his stomach must have starved to death by then.

  Later on, Wencheng met Liu Yan, who seemed like a thrifty person. Buying groceries should be an easy task for her, right? But the result told us that only through practice can one gain true knowledge. Wencheng painfully discovered that Liu Yan was not dizzy from shopping; she could navigate the supermarket with ease and even draw a satellite navigation map after just one visit.

  Unfortunately, she had no sense of numbers. Every time she bought groceries back, there would either be too much or too little of something, or some items would be missing, leaving Wencheng stunned.

  Pushing a shopping cart and walking in the city, playing the same game, there is a kind of fuzzy feeling of time and space intersecting, as if this is Qingzhou, also the capital, that person is Liu Yan, also Yu Xi.

  Buy the food needed for dinner, hurry back to the checkout counter, and even take a glance at the seasoning area, just in case Xi Yu is still there, she would mock her.

  He was taken aback at first glance.

  There was a man standing beside Zuo Yu Xi, with a refined and elegant demeanor, clear and bright eyes, tall and strong physique. He had both the thick and rich fragrance of bookish air and the bold and generous flavor of masculinity, which was rarely seen in people who could merge two completely different personalities seamlessly. Just one glance at him would make you feel his charm. His body blocked the way, holding onto Zuo Yu Xi's small cart, speaking urgently about something. Zuo Yu Xi had a furious expression, pulling hard several times but unable to move it, just as he was about to turn and leave, a soft yet incredibly powerful hand grasped the handle of the cart, gently pulling it, causing the man to stumble backward, involuntarily releasing his grip.

  A small cart rolled by and crashed into a shelf with a loud bang.

  "Yes, may I ask, sir, is there anything wrong?"

  Wen Chen rarely gets truly angry. But when his tone is calmer, the suppressed anger in his heart burns more fiercely. To dare to harass Zuo Yu Xi in such a public setting, it's as if high school students aren't guardians of flowers after all?

  "Who is he?" Wen Zhi was slightly humiliated by Wen Cang's tone, but still asked Li Yu Xi with an unchanged expression, without even giving Wen Cang a glance.

  Wen Cheng stretched out his right hand and waved it in front of his face: "If you're not cross-eyed, please look here. A person with quality knows to look at the other person when speaking. In fact, this is not considered quality, but rather that everyone doesn't want to use themselves to verify an ancient saying."

  The man couldn't help but move his gaze to Wen Qian's face and asked: "What old saying?"

  Only dogs look down on people at first glance!

  Zuo Yuxi burst out laughing. Like a flower blooming on earth, the fragrance filled the room. Wen Zhi's eyes were fixed on her, his expression stupidly mesmerized. He smiled wryly and said: "I've known you for so long, but I've never seen you smile at me like that before. Alright, if this can make you happy, I don't mind being scolded a bit."

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  Wen Cang suddenly felt that his judgment was a bit wrong. They seemed to have a deep relationship. It shouldn't be just ordinary entanglement and harassment. He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but his face remained calm and expressionless, saying lightly: "Zuo Jie, do you know them?" Zuo Yu Xi's understanding of Wen Cang was unparalleled among all people. Especially after having intimate contact with him, she knew what this little man was thinking. She gave him a displeased glance, took the initiative to hold his hand and said: "I don't know this person. Actually, what you just said was wrong. In this world, there are some people who not only have dog eyes but also a dog face that can be seen by everyone. Let's go!"

  Wen Qian was pulled away, and this cheap person didn't forget to turn back and wink at Wen Zhi with a sly look. Looking at the two people's intimate backs, Wen Zhi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of jealous color.