Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Silently Loving Her
The man reached out to push the bodyguard: "Don’t block me from finding the beauty."
"Oh, quite bold."
Wangyue clenched her fist, her knuckles cracking audibly.
The man looked at her with a grin: "Beauty, you look good. Although not as good as her, brother likes you too."
Saying that, he reached out to touch Wangyue’s face.
It would be strange if he could actually touch it.
Wangyue grabbed his wrist effortlessly and, smiling at Ningwan, said, "Miss Ye, go take care of your business. Leave this to me."
Ningwan nodded and continued walking inside.
That guy really couldn’t see clearly, daring to flirt with anyone.
Thankfully, it was her, otherwise, if it were another girl, wouldn’t she be helplessly taken advantage of?
So, letting Wangyue teach him a lesson was a good idea.
She pushed the door to the private room and saw Zhan Hanjue already drunk, leaning on the sofa.
Xia Wenyuan was sitting next to him playing with his phone. Hearing the noise at the door, he looked up and saw her, smiling, "Madam, you’re finally here. Mr. Zhan is drunk and refusing to leave. Please take him away!"
"Vice President Xia, thank you." Ningwan expressed her gratitude.
Xia Wenyuan replied, "It’s no problem. We are superior and subordinate, and childhood friends. Accompanying him while he’s drunk is something I should do."
"Do you know what he told you? Why is he sad and drinking? Do you know, Vice President Xia?" Ningwan asked.
Xia Wenyuan looked at her in surprise.
Ningwan smiled and sighed, "Although we are husband and wife, supposedly the closest people in this world. However, the closer we are, the harder it is to speak of certain things. Vice President Xia is a smart person; you should understand what I mean."
"I understand, of course I understand. Some things are indeed difficult to tell one’s beloved. Actually, there’s nothing much, just that he might be sad about his mother again." Xia Wenyuan said.
"His mother? Has he always been in contact with his mother?" Ningwan was surprised.
Xia Wenyuan showed a troubled expression, unsure if he should tell her.
Ningwan didn’t want to make things hard for him and thus said, "Vice President Xia, I understand. Some things are difficult for you to tell me directly. I understand this matter, and I will ask him personally. Thank you for taking care of him."
"No need to be formal, Madam. Have someone carry him out!" Xia Wenyuan said.
Ningwan nodded.
She called the bodyguards over to help carry Zhan Hanjue away.
Unexpectedly, when she went outside to find Wangyue, Wangyue was happily chatting with a man.
She walked over to see the man showing a surprised expression.
Wasn’t he Xie Mingyu’s cousin, the one named Qiao Yichen?
Because of Qiao Yichi, Ningwan didn’t have a good impression of the Qiao Family.
Possibly because of Qiao Yichi, Qiao Yichen also didn’t have a good impression of Ningwan.
Seeing her expressionless, he didn’t even greet her.
However, Wangyue eagerly said to Ningwan, "Miss Ye, look who I bumped into—it’s Young Master Yichen. I never expected to meet him here; it’s such a coincidence."
Upon hearing Wangyue mention "coincidence," Qiao Yichen’s lips slightly curved upward, his eyes becoming increasingly gentle as he looked at her.
Unfortunately, Wangyue, who only loves watching romance dramas but is inexperienced in real life, didn’t notice the warmth in Qiao Yichen’s gaze at all.
Ningwan observed from the side, but didn’t plan to remind Wangyue, telling her instead, "I’m done here, let’s go back."
Qiao Yichen, hearing that Wangyue was going to leave, became anxious and immediately said, "No rush, let me talk to her a bit more, then I’ll take her back."
Ningwan thought, wasn’t he just being indifferent and ignoring me earlier?
Although she understood relationships, he should also know his brother’s character.
Getting his leg broken by Xie Mingyu was indeed guided by her.
However, he brought it upon himself as well.
Yet, he vented his anger entirely on her, as if she owed the Qiao Family.
"You have one minute, talk quickly, and Wangyue has to leave with me," Ningwan said coldly.
Qiao Yichen frowned.
Perhaps realizing that his unwelcoming demeanor earlier offended her.
In order to keep Wangyue a little longer, he apologized to Ningwan, "Miss Ye, I’m sorry, that was my fault just now."
Wangyue looked at Qiao Yichen in surprise, "Young Master Yichen, why are you apologizing to Miss Ye? You just met her, how did you offend her?"
Such a naive girl who doesn’t understand anything.
Qiao Yichen didn’t explain further, assuming that his apology was self-explanatory to Ningwan.
Sure enough, Ningwan smiled, satisfied, and said, "No need to be so polite, Mr. Qiao. Have your conversation. Wangyue isn’t in a hurry to leave. Wangyue, I’ll head off first; you can return whenever you wish."
"Alright." Wangyue nodded with a smile.
She still didn’t understand why Miss Ye, who had earlier told her to return soon, was now letting her stay longer.
However, she quite liked spending more time with Young Master Yichen, as he always bought her delicious food.
Indeed, after Ningwan left, Qiao Yichen smiled and said, "Wangyue, there’s nothing good to eat here. I’ll take you for a late-night snack. Jiangcheng’s late-night snacks are quite plentiful, and I know a few good places."
"Alright, alright, that’s great. Thank you, Young Master Yichen." Wangyue nodded happily.
Indeed, Young Master Yichen is the best. He always takes her to eat delicious food.
Qiao Yichen watched Wangyue’s radiant face and sighed softly.
If he didn’t say anything, Wangyue might never understand his feelings in a lifetime.
But what does it matter?
Seeing her so happy, as long as he can’t protect her right now, silently doting on her like this is good too.
At least, she won’t have to weather any storms.
Ningwan had Zhan Hanjue taken back home.
After putting him on the bed, she sent the bodyguards off.
Housekeeper Wu came over, worried, and asked, "Young Madam, should we find someone to help you? Can you manage alone?"
"It’s fine, I can take care of him," Ningwan said.
Housekeeper Wu didn’t comment further and took the servants away to rest.
Ningwan looked at the drunk Zhan Hanjue, whose brows were still slightly furrowed.
His features were ruggedly handsome, as if crafted by God’s own hand, exuding perfection.
She first sat on the bed, resting her chin in her hands, admiring him for a moment.
Then, using her fingers, she gently traced his face.
Perhaps the gentle touch brought a tingling sensation; Zhan Hanjue’s eyelashes fluttered as if he was about to awaken.
Ningwan quickly withdrew her finger, a smile curving her lips, waiting quietly for him to open his eyes.
Sure enough, Zhan Hanjue soon opened his eyes.
He looked at her clearly, as though he hadn’t been drunk at all.
But his gaze was too clear, which seemed abnormal.
Ningwan leaned closer and whispered in his ear, "Are you really drunk?"
The next second, she was pulled by Zhan Hanjue, falling onto the bed.
And Zhan Hanjue quickly followed, pressing her down, looking at her from above.
Ningwan laughed and asked, "Are you really drunk, or are you pretending to take advantage of me?"