bookpower Chapter 1027: A Heavenly Net Laid for Her (7)
Chapter 1027: A Heavenly Net Laid for Her (7)
Lu Zhang smiled faintly: "Having a lady take me home, I’m not that shameless. Let’s go, I’ll take you back first, then I’ll just grab a cab."
Su Weiyi knew Lu Zhang’s stubbornness, so she didn’t argue with him and nodded her head. The two of them got into the car.
Although she had just drunk a little alcohol, the amount was minimal, and after chatting for so long, there was almost no smell of alcohol, let alone any intoxication.
The place wasn’t far from where Su Weiyi lived, and soon the car drove into the neighborhood. Su Weiyi parked the car in the garage.
The garage was still some distance from the unit door, and Lu Zhang insisted on walking her there. The two of them walked slowly through the neighborhood, and when they reached the entrance, Su Weiyi smiled: "I’m here, you should head back."
"Mm, get some rest early, good night."
"Good night."
Lu Zhang turned to leave. Su Weiyi watched him walk away and only then stepped inside, but as soon as she entered the building, she froze. Sheng Yanxiao was leaning against a pillar, holding a thermos in one hand and a phone in the other.
Su Weiyi stopped in her tracks. Sheng Yanxiao slowly stood upright and walked towards her. Su Weiyi’s hands subconsciously tightened. He had clearly been standing there for a long time, so he must have seen Lu Zhang sending her back just now?
An old, familiar scene involuntarily rose in her mind.
It was the same kind of night, with Lu Zhang sending her back, and he appeared just as indifferent and distant. Then, he had pressed her hard against the tree trunk and rudely took her first kiss.
Then he told her he liked her, and then...
Is it going to happen again today?
Su Weiyi watched as Sheng Yanxiao approached, hearing his voice come from above: "Mrs. Zhang made some soup for you."
As Sheng Yanxiao spoke, he raised the thermos in his hand. Su Weiyi’s gaze fell on the thermos, pausing for a moment. So, he was here to deliver soup.
She reached out to take it. The handle of the thermos was short, and Sheng Yanxiao’s hand almost gripped the center. As soon as Su Weiyi touched it, their fingertips brushed against each other, sending a slight electric current through, causing Su Weiyi to tremble slightly.
Once sure she’d grasped it firmly, Sheng Yanxiao let go without hesitation. The sudden shift carried weight into her hands, bringing all her rationality flooding back.
"Thank you."
"You’re welcome. No matter what, we are still family."
Sheng Yanxiao’s tone had no hint of anger or coldness; it was extremely relaxed and ordinary, as if he was stating something very mundane. In fact, it was indeed a very normal thing.
For some reason, Su Weiyi felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
Sheng Yanxiao continued: "As a young lady, it’s better not to stay out so late at night. Get some rest."
With that, Sheng Yanxiao walked away with long strides. By the time Su Weiyi reacted and turned to look, there was no trace of Sheng Yanxiao’s tall and slender figure.
Su Weiyi felt a sharp pain in her heart.
It was a familiar night, but this time, he wasn’t jealous, he wasn’t angry, he didn’t press her for a kiss. Instead, he calmly stated the fact, said he was there to deliver soup, remarked they were family, and reminded her not to come back too late.
Everything seemed so formal.
A voice in Su Weiyi’s heart was screaming fiercely: No... it shouldn’t be like this between us.
Why has it become like this?
In just a second, she snapped back to reality. Why has it become like this?
Aren’t I the root of all this?