"Young Madam, would you like a drink?"
"No, let her drink it!" Her beautiful eyes were directed at the woman still standing across from her, with a light smile always hanging at the corner of her mouth.
Ou Mucen had just come out of the bedroom after changing his clothes and saw this scene in the living room, along with the two stiff figures. He was puzzled, "Chengzhi, what’s going on? Why don’t you have a look at them?"
Ji Chengzhi swept a cold glance and turned around, slipping back into his slippers and returning, "She’s not sick, what do you want me to look at?"
Ou Mucen walked over and saw Han Duo, the woman who had been standing there stiffly since she came in, and had not moved at all. His brow furrowed tightly, "Han Duo, why aren’t you coming in? Are you afraid someone here will eat you?"
Han Duo quickly shook her head, "No, no, it’s just that it’s getting late and I should be heading back."
It was indeed getting late, but...
Ou Mucen took hold of the little hand that kept tugging at his sleeve and shaking, "Why not stay here for dinner? It’s been so many years, it’s rare."
Have they seen a ghost?
Ou Mucen, the President with severe mysophobia who never liked having guests at his house, was actually inviting a strange woman to dine at home?
Jicheng, who had just sat back down on the sofa, jumped up again, "Are you sick? Inviting someone to stay for dinner for no reason, do you even have enough food at home?"
Ou Mucen gave him a cold look, "If there isn’t enough, why don’t you go back?"
Just as he was about to explode with anger, a soft voice spoke up in the living room, "Chengzhi, don’t leave either, let’s eat together..."
She smiled, a radiantly beautiful face, and her voice was also very pleasant, like a gentle breeze in March. As the soft tone at the end of her speech fell, everyone in the living room suddenly felt as if all their sharpness had softened, and even the air became gentler.
Han Duo looked towards her, holding the cup of brown sugar water, and for the first time, observed this legendary woman from such a close distance.
Actually, back in school, she had watched the male owner of this apartment and her best friend’s affair from the very beginning.
Back then, her best friend truly outshone everyone else, renowned throughout the school, while the male owner, from the moment he entered the school, stood out due to his eye-catching familial background and exceptional facial features, instantly becoming the focus of all the new students.
One was the school belle, the other was the future heir to the Consortium Group who had caught everyone’s attention as soon as he stepped through the school gates, so it was quite normal for the two of them to come together.
Yet the girl before her, in terms of appearance, did not have the same flair as her friend. If one were to make a comparison, her best friend was a peony, while this girl was an inconspicuous little flower.
But it was this inconspicuous little flower who she saw receiving the kind of gaze from the man beside her that he had never given her best friend—doting, gentle, protective... as if she was the most precious treasure he possessed, with his eyes seeing nothing else but her.
What kind of girl was this?
Who could make such a proud and unruly man have room in his heart only for her?
Han Duo quietly looked at her, "Your wife is very beautiful!"
"Yes, that kind of clean beauty..." Han Duo added an explanation.