That was five years ago, right? It was also this kind of strong strength, mature and sexy, yet domineering aura. She clearly knew who this person was, she clearly knew that it shouldn't be, but in the end, it was still the image of a man and a woman hugging each other in such a big white G shop, and there were also overly ambiguous sounds.
She thought that she had forgotten the truth of five years ago, but now that it fell into her mind, it was so clear, as if everything had happened yesterday.
Wen Han-woo sensed that the woman in his arms was a little absent-minded. At first, she was still struggling, but gradually, she became limp. At this moment, it was obvious that she was daydreaming. A man's dignity was once again attacked in front of her — how many things were hidden in this woman's body that he didn't know, that he had never come into contact with?
He had come into contact with many women, even if he didn't touch them too intimately, the women standing in front of him couldn't look away at all. But now, he was hugging her, kissing her, but she was indifferent, and even absent-minded.
The displeasure in his heart quickly turned into action. He grabbed the back of her neck, opened his mouth, and bit down hard on her soft lips.
"En, ah —"
Xinwan cried out in surprise, and the pain brought her back to her senses.
Wen Han-woo pinched her chin, and bit down hard just now. Xinwan's lips were already stained with a bit of blood, and even the man's sexy thin lips were stained with a bit of blood. Under the cover of the night, the man's appearance with blood at the corner of his lips gave people a feeling that he could topple cities. Xinwan's heart trembled, and her eyes were still a little dazed. Her entire mind seemed to be pulled back to that memory that she never wanted to think about, and suddenly returned to reality. Half of her soul was still in that memory. This state made her eyes lose their usual sharpness, and there was a hint of confusion. Wen Han-woo saw this and felt a sense of shock.
He never knew that a person's eyes could be so captivating. Yes, captivating. This pair of eyes, he couldn't help but want to go closer.
His slender fingers slowly reached over, and his thumb gently rubbed her eyelashes. Her eyes quickly rolled uneasily again. That touch was on his fingertips. Someone said that — — ten fingers connected to the heart.
In the past, he never felt that these four words had much magic power. The palm was clearly so far away from the heart, so how could it be connected to the heart?
But now, he had to admit that these four words, if someone said them, there must be a reason for it.
He felt the frequency of her rolling eyes, as if it wasn't just his fingertips that were touched, it seemed to be touching his heart. That soft, but he couldn't ignore the force, one circle after another.
Wen Han-woo's breathing was a little shallow, but his gaze gradually deepened. He looked at this woman that he could easily control, and for some reason, he suddenly had the illusion that it was like sand between his fingers.
He didn't like this feeling. It was as if he was clearly controlling her, but he couldn't grasp the heart that he didn't understand at all. The man furrowed his brows, slightly pursed his lips, and then slowly leaned against her. His voice was unbelievably deep.
— — "Tong Xinwan, I suddenly don't want to divorce you."
"Miss, please buckle your seatbelt. Miss? Miss? "
Xinwan hurriedly came back to her senses. The flight attendant's beautiful and affectionate smile was right in front of her eyes. She awkwardly reached out to stroke the loose strands of hair around her ears and nodded. "Sorry, I'll buckle it right away."
"The plane is about to take off. If you need anything, Miss, you can contact me. I wish you a pleasant journey."
The flight attendant's professional smile was very angelic. After she finished speaking, she turned around to check on the other passengers. Xinwan buckled her seatbelt, turned her face to the side, and looked at the darkness outside the window. Her thoughts were in a mess, just like the darkness outside the window.
— — "Tong Xinwan, I suddenly don't want to divorce you."
Xinwan felt like she couldn't think straight. At the entrance of the police station, Wen Han-woo left these words and turned to leave, but she stood there alone for a long time. In the end, the ringing of her phone brought her back to her senses, and she rushed to the airport. She didn't even have time to inform her Family Jiang. She bought the fastest ticket, and now, she was already sitting on the plane.
Her slender and soft fingers slowly intertwined together. Xinwan sighed softly. She felt a throbbing pain in her temples. She reached out to massage her head, and her chest felt like it was stuffed with a rock. What did Wen Han-woo mean by that?
He inexplicably said "I don't want to divorce you" and left immediately. After getting all touchy with her, he said he didn't want to divorce her.
Xinwan really felt like her heart had been stirred up by something. There were too many emotions churning in her heart, and she couldn't control them.
But now, she wasn't in the mood to think about those things. She had to get to America as soon as possible. Whether or not she wanted to divorce him, she could only think of a way when she came back.
What's more, Wen Han-woo was a person who changed his mind all the time. She didn't know what he was thinking, and of course, she didn't want to know. Who knows, he might want to divorce her again tomorrow.
Xinwan gently shook her head, and chased all these messy emotions out of her mind. Just then, she heard the flight attendant say that they were about to take off, and asked for all electronic devices to be turned off. Only then did Xinwan remember that she had left in such a hurry that she didn't have time to call her mother.
She took out her phone and dialed Tong Qing Meng's number. As soon as the call went through, she immediately said that she had to make a trip to America. Something came up at the last minute, but she would probably be back soon.
It was late at night, and Tong Qing Meng was already asleep. Xinwan's personality had always been more independent. After she came back, she stayed on the third floor of the Family Jiang. Tong Qing Meng and Jiang Youyi always stayed on the second floor, so when she received a call from Qin Fangang in the middle of the night, Tong Qing Meng didn't know about it. She was sleeping soundly when she heard that her daughter was already on the plane back to America. Naturally, she was very shocked.
"Why, why is it so sudden? Wanwan, did something happen? "
Xinwan had a five-year-old son. Among the people around her, Qin Fangang was the only one who knew about it. Even Tong Qing Meng didn't know anything about it. She could only avoid the main point and dwell on the trivial. "It's just a friend. Something came up at the last minute, and it's quite serious. I have to go back. Mom, I'm fine, so don't worry. Rest early, and I'll contact you when I come back."
"No, Wanwan, you..."
"Mom, the plane is about to take off, so I have to turn off my phone. I won't be calling Dad. Can you tell him that I'll contact him when I arrive in America?"
Xinwan said anxiously. She was afraid that Tong Qing Meng would ask again. After all, they were mother and daughter. If she wasn't careful, she could easily give herself away. She didn't wait for Tong Qing Meng to say anything else and hung up.
After turning off her phone, she asked the stewardess for a blanket. After waiting for the plane to take off, she leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.
Wen Han-woo turned off the engine. Only then did he realize that there was another car in Family Wen's garage. He raised his brows, and his thin lips curved into a genuine smile. Before he pushed open the door and got out of the car, he suddenly thought of something. He lowered the mirror above his head, and a handsome face appeared in the mirror. However, the corners of the man's lips were red, and there were obvious handprints on his cheeks.
Wen Han-woo's slender fingers slowly brushed across his cheeks. The handprints on his face weren't particularly obvious. If one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be noticed. He narrowed his eyes and closed the mirror with a bang. He didn't open the car door immediately. Instead, he sat in the driver's seat and lit himself a cigarette. The man propped one elbow on the car window. He held a cigarette between his fingers, and under the heavy night sky, it seemed especially lonely.
He narrowed his eyes, and a faint white mist appeared. His entire person exuded a mysterious aura, but in the depths of his deep eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable charm. What no one knew was that at this moment, the figure that flashed across Wen Han-woo's mind and the voice that rang in his ears all belonged to the woman named Tong Xinwan.
He pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth. His thumb and forefinger gently twirled the cigarette between his fingers. The slightly bitter taste of nicotine spread on the tip of his tongue. Along with those three words, it slowly seeped into his limbs and bones.
When the phone rang, the cigarette between Wen Han-woo's fingers just happened to burn to the bottom. He casually pinched out the cigarette butt and threw it out the car window. He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and quickly picked it up.
"Calling me so late at night. Secretary Chen's work efficiency is indeed the highest."
Wen Han-woo's trust in Chen Fangfei wasn't something that happened overnight. Her work ability was strong, her character, and her dedication to her work made him feel very assured. Even though he was always cold in front of outsiders, he would occasionally joke around with his top secretary. Although the two of them had a superior and subordinate relationship, in private, they were still like friends.
Of course, the most important thing was that Chen Fangfei was probably the woman closest to Wen Han-woo. However, she didn't have any improper thoughts about him.
"Is CEO Wen going to give me a promotion and a raise?"
"Are you going to take my position?"
Wen Hanyu curled his lips into a smile and said, "Secretary Chen, you're already above everyone else, and you're still planning to get a promotion and a raise. This is definitely not something good to hear for the boss."
Chen Fangfei also chuckled on the other end of the phone. "CEO Wen, you don't seem to be such a petty person. Normally, if I ask for a raise, you would wave your hand and directly say okay."
"Oh?"
Wen Han-woo raised his eyebrows. "My top secretary naturally said that I don't seem to be a petty person. I can take it that you're flattering me."
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