"Sister An, aren’t you coming with us?"
"No, I still have some things to do."
At that moment, a man approached her and respectfully said, "Miss An, my boss would like to see you."
An Ruo stood up eagerly and followed him away.
Wen Jing wanted to call out to her, but Zhang Yang tugged at her hand, signaling her not to say anything.
She took the elevator to the top floor’s presidential suite and came to a door. The man said his boss was inside and instructed her to go straight in; then he left.
An Ruo knew his boss was Tang Yuchen; she had no doubt about it.
Tang Yuchen was inside, just a door push away from her.
Her heart suddenly began to thump wildly. She opened the door nervously, her eyes wide, not daring to blink, fixated on the inside.
The man stood on the balcony. Hearing her, he turned around, his dark eyes meeting hers.
His gaze was deep and knowing, the corners of his lips curving into a faint, attractive smile. He took two steps toward her, then gently said, "Come here."
An Ruo walked in, closing the door behind her with the back of her hand.
As if bewitched, she moved closer to him. The man opened his arms, and without a second thought, she rushed into his embrace.
Catching the woman in his arms, Tang Yuchen held her tightly, the longing inside him finally finding some relief.
He had been forced to watch her silently from a distance recently, unable to get close. Heaven knows how much he had suffered in restraint.
Now he could finally hold her, appear before her.
Both, overwhelmed with emotion, held each other tight, straining to feel the other’s presence. Breathing in his familiar scent, An Ruo couldn’t help but let the tears fall.
"I thought I’d never see you again in this lifetime..." she lifted her head and said through sobs.
Tang Yuchen’s eyes darkened. He grasped her head fiercely and pressed his lips hard against hers. An Ruo responded just as passionately, as if they were kissing with the last of their life, wishing this moment would stretch to eternity.
They kissed for a long time until she could hardly breathe. The man then trailed his kisses from her lips to her neck. He lifted her off the ground and quickly carried her to the bed.
As they neared the large bed, he couldn’t wait any longer and descended upon her. They both fell hard onto the bed, but throughout, his lips never left her body.
Frantically, they shed each other’s clothes. The man kissed her fervently all over, then possessed her forcefully, feeling her presence and making sure she felt his.
His wildness left An Ruo utterly intoxicated, unable to extricate herself—two years of longing turned into endless madness at that moment. Without words, they wanted only to express their hearts through action.
Again and again, Tang Yuchen seemed tireless, entangling with her ceaselessly, from the bed to the bathroom, from the bathroom to the floor, and then back to the bed...