"Oh?" Wen Zhaoren's lips curled into a smile. He was about to knock on the door when he pushed it open. At the same time, he said casually, "If it's not, then don't worry. It's just a business partner. Come in —"
Bai Lu was tugged by Wen Zhaoren. The moment he pushed open the door, he let go of her wrist and pushed her back. He pushed her into the private room. He turned his body sideways, went in, and closed the door.
There were four or five men sitting inside. When they saw the two people standing at the door, some of them immediately stood up and greeted Wen Zhaoren in a friendly manner. He was just a small general manager of Lati, but these people were so respectful when they saw him. Bai Lu had already suspected that his identity wasn't simple. His actions didn't seem like those of a general manager at all …
But at this moment, she no longer had time to think about Wen Zhaoren, because the man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room made her entire body completely stiffen. Even her thoughts stopped in an instant.
All the sounds around her were slowly fading away. All the people and images were also slowly fading away. In front of her, all she could see was that man.
He was wearing a pink shirt and a pair of simple black trousers. He took off his jacket and leaned lazily on the sofa. His two long legs were casually crossed and he held a red wine glass in one hand. The orange light fell on the man's head. His black hair wasn't taken care of too much and casually covered his full forehead. Those deep eyes didn't seem to have changed at all compared to a year ago …
No, there were changes.
If Liang Feifan was a deep, reserved, and calm man a year ago, then the current him seemed to be more profound than before. This kind of aura was casually emitted from his body, making the people around him pale in comparison.
…
"Mr. Liang, sorry for being late."
Wen Zhaoren walked forward naturally and greeted him. His tall body stood in front of Bai Lu and he reached out his hand. The man on the sofa put down his glass and stood up to shake Wen Zhaoren's hand. Bai Lu heard his voice. It was deep and rich. It was so pleasant to the ears and she missed it so much.
"We just arrived. Have a seat."
"Let me introduce you first."
Wen Zhaoren grinned and pulled a dazed Bai Lu forward.
Liang Feifan's eyes wandered and his gaze fell on the woman's face in a daze.
"Come, Director Bai. You should be familiar, right? This is Mr. Liang from City A's Liang Clan, Liang Feifan. " Wen Zhaoren put on an act and introduced with great enthusiasm. "Mr. Liang, this is Miss Bai Lu, the new design director hired by my company. She graduated from SGA and will definitely be a genius in the architectural design industry in the future. I've seen her previous works and they're very good. Of course, I also know that she's a capable person under Mr. Liang. Now that I've taken her as my own, Mr. Liang, you won't be jealous, right?"
Bai Lu's eyes twitched. What kind of introduction was this?
Why did she have a feeling that Wen Zhaoren was scheming against her?
…
"Miss Bai, long time no see."
Liang Feifan actually took the initiative to reach out his hand. It was rare for a faint smile to appear on his handsome face. Bai Lu subconsciously looked at him. His gaze was so calm that it seemed like there was something hidden in the depths of his eyes, but it also seemed like he couldn't see anything.
This kind of calmness made her heart skip a beat. Miss Bai?
She didn't expect that one day, he would also call her Miss Bai … Then, should she also call him "Mr. Liang"?
"Mr. Liang, long time no see."
Bai Lu suppressed the fierce feelings and throbbing in her heart like a tidal wave. If it was said that she didn't know how to control her true emotions a year ago, then after experiencing so many things, she naturally changed.
Some emotions were the same as hers, but she controlled them well.
The man and woman's hands held each other in the air.
This pair of large hands that had held her small hands countless times in the past seemed to have changed the way they felt when they held each other after a year. However, why didn't the temperature of his palm and the feeling it gave her not change in the slightest?
Instead, it felt more intense?
Bai Lu only touched his hand briefly, and as if she was avoiding it, she subconsciously withdrew her hand.
Liang Feifan's slender fingers moved slightly, and his gaze was absent-minded for a moment.
Just holding her soft little hand had already evoked some of the ferocious desires in his body. He missed her. For more than a year, 13 months, there wasn't a day when he didn't think about her. He waited for her to come back, and planned everything …
He really set up an "inescapable net" and was only waiting for her to obediently jump into it. He wanted to pamper her, love her, and make up for all the pain he had caused her in the past.
This time, he didn't want to helplessly let go.
A hint of determination flashed in the depths of the man's sharp eyes. Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned around and sat back in his original seat.
When the people around saw this, they immediately came up to greet Bai Lu. Her attention was diverted, and Bai Lu couldn't ask for more. She turned around and greeted the strangers one by one. From beginning to end, she had a faint and appropriate smile on her face.
Liang Feifan saw this, and his deep gaze once again became absent-minded for a moment.
The little woman who had been protected under his wings had really grown up. Compared to a year ago when he had just met her, she would occasionally be a little reserved at social events, but now, she wasn't at all.
Liang Feifan felt gratified.
Although she no longer had a label that belonged to him, in his heart, she would only be his woman. He was happy to see her change.
After a set of similar greetings, everyone began to take their seats.
Wen Zhaoren was the second son of Family Wen. Family Wen was also a famous family in C City. Lati architectural design was a company that Family Wen's old man had personally set up for the second son of the family. Wen Zhaoren only asked to be the general manager because he had a lazy personality and didn't like to control such a big company. The title of CEO was still his brother above him.
However, this time, he had personally taken care of Bai Lu. Naturally, he had been entrusted with this.
Of course, Liang Feifan knew this, and Wen Zhaoren himself knew this, but the other people in C City who were qualified to work with Lati didn't know at all.
The cold dishes on the round table in the private room were almost all served. Everyone began to take their seats. Bai Lu stood beside Wen Zhaoren, her eyes lowered from beginning to end. Her heart was in a mess, and there was no way for her to calm down.
She always felt that there was a pair of burning eyes staring at her without blinking, but when she occasionally raised her head, she couldn't find that line of sight at all.
Liang Feifan's gaze only stopped on her face when Wen Zhaoren introduced her. After that, he didn't seem to look at her anymore.
Bai Lu frowned and subconsciously clenched her hands by her side.
In her heart, there was always a very inexplicable sense of loss. She knew why she had never denied her feelings for this man. Even if 13 months had passed, even if she knew that he had lived in the identity of another woman's husband for these 13 months, even if she had countless self-destructive thoughts that they would do things day and night, and then her heart would feel like it was being twisted by a knife …
However, she still couldn't completely take back her love for him.
It turned out that love was so hurtful. This saying was not false at all.
So when she saw him again, she was shocked, surprised, panicked, and uneasy. However, it couldn't compare to the fierce longing in the depths of her heart.
Yes, she missed him. She missed him so much, so much …
But, to Liang Feifan, was she, Bai Lu, really just the distance between "Miss Bai" and "Mr. Liang"?
…
"Director Bai, sit beside me."
Wen Zhaoren pulled out a chair. He was very gentlemanly. From the beginning to the end, he seemed to be protecting Bai Lu. After all, she was someone he had brought out. His attitude made the other people around them pay more attention to this woman.
Who in City C didn't know Young Master Wen Zhaoren?
It was so rare that he had a design director with him. No one knew where she came from, but he was still so protective of her. These people probably thought that Bai Lu was Wen Zhaoren's little lover and was more or less interested in her. So when the meal started, everyone started to "flatter" Bai Lu.
"… Director Bai? I just introduced myself. My surname is Li. You've graduated from SGA. You're really a talent. If we have the chance in the future, let's work together more often. Come, let me toast you. "
The middle-aged man raised the wine glass and handed it to Bai Lu.
Bai Lu couldn't hold her liquor very well, but how could she refuse such a scene? She instinctively glanced at Wen Zhaoren. He sat there with a faint smile on his face. He had no intention of drinking at all. Bai Lu sighed inwardly. Forget it. Since they were here to socialize, drinking a few glasses was inevitable.
She reached out and picked up the wine glass in front of her. She laughed heartily. "Director Li, you're too polite and humble. Cheers."
She tilted her neck and drank the white liquid in one gulp. A sour and spicy taste suddenly rose in her throat. Bai Lu swallowed her saliva and put the glass in front of her to adjust her breathing.
On her left sat Wen Zhaoren, and on her right sat Liang Feifan.
He was probably the most important person today, so he sat right in the middle. Bai Lu had just been arranged by Wen Zhaoren to sit next to her, so coincidentally, Liang Feifan was also sitting next to her.
She didn't know if Wen Zhaoren did it on purpose, but after thinking about it, she felt that she might be overthinking it.
She was from LATI, which meant that she was Wen Zhaoren's woman. Naturally, she had to sit next to Wen Zhaoren in this kind of situation.
"Good! Director Bai, you can hold your liquor well! "
Director Li clapped and cheered. He drank a glass as well. This kind of man appeared at these kinds of dinners every two to three days. Drinking was like drinking tea. Of course, one glass wasn't enough to satisfy him. Usually, a toast would start with three glasses.
When he finished drinking, he filled another glass and handed it to Bai Lu. He said with a smile, "Director Bai, you can hold your liquor well. Come, come, come. Let's have another glass! Let's have a happy cooperation! "
Bai Lu's smile froze. Another glass?
The alcohol content of this wine wasn't low. Her alcohol tolerance was too average. Moreover, she hadn't touched a single drop of alcohol for more than a year. If she drank like this, she wouldn't even need three glasses before she was knocked out.
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